Glamorous Doctor
Chapter 158: Why Don’t You Marry My Sister?

Chapter 158: Chapter 158: Why Don’t You Marry My Sister?

"Eh, strange, how come it still hasn’t come out? Sister Yue, squeeze a bit."

"Squeeze your big head, ghost. You did it too deep; it can’t be squeezed out at all." Cheng Yue also gave Zhang Yang a white look, somewhat scolding.

Zhang Yang smiled awkwardly; this really wasn’t his fault—the size was evident.

"Sister Yue, this place looks really nice." As Zhang Yang spoke, he also took a grab.

As a result, Cheng Yue, still reeling from the aftereffects, immediately let out a yell, "Ah!! Don’t touch, it’s still very sensitive."

"Oh? Is that so?"

Zhang Yang had a mischievous smile on his face, then suddenly slipped his hand in.

"Ah!!" Cheng Yue instantly arched her body, and her lower abdomen trembled slightly.

"Little brother, what are you trying to do? Take it out quickly, Sister is really very sensitive right now." Cheng Yue tried to move backward instinctively.

But Zhang Yang pressed her down instead, making Cheng Yue’s buttocks sit on the edge of the sofa.

Afterward, his two fingers vibrated crazily at the entrance of Peach Land like a small electric motor.

"Ah... Little brother, not like this, it’s going to spray..."

But soon, Cheng Yue began to moan uncontrollably.

"Mmm... Ahh... It’s coming, you little rascal... Faster."

Waves of intense pleasure swept through her body, causing Cheng Yue to voluntarily wrap up her legs and fully open that plump garden.

"Sister Yue, is it good?"

"Good, it’s so good, I really want to pee." Cheng Yue said with a flushed face and a hazy look in her eyes.

Hearing this, Zhang Yang accelerated the vibration frequency of his fingers once more.

"Too fast, it’s going to spray... it’s going to spray..."

"Ah!!!"

A torrential stream erupted fiercely, forming a perfect parabola, high and far.

Zhang Yang couldn’t help but marvel; women truly are made of water, as if there was an endless supply of it inside their bodies.

After the spray, Cheng Yue was completely softened.

"Oh my God, that was so amazing, you little rascal, you might as well play me to death because I want it again."

Zhang Yang chuckled, "Sister Yue, I want it too. How about you be on top this time?"

Only then did Cheng Yue notice that Zhang Yang had actually gotten hard again.

"You little rascal, how can you be so strong?"

"What on earth did you eat to grow up, so big and strong?"

Cheng Yue’s face was full of excitement. Such a treasure of a boy was truly her good fortune.

"Grew up eating Chinese medicine." Zhang Yang replied with a smile, and he wasn’t lying—since he was very young, in order to recognize various kinds of herbs, he had indeed tasted quite a few.

Plus, with the enhancement of the Nine Revolutions Mysterious Medical Technique, it would be weird if he wasn’t strong.

Cheng Yue took Zhang Yang’s words as teasing her and didn’t mind it; she only said, "You little rascal, quickly sit down on the sofa. Sister will satisfy your request. This time, Sister will be on top."

Zhang Yang promptly sat down on the sofa, but he hadn’t expected that Cheng Yue would actually turn her back to him and then slowly approached his Big Baby.

Then, she reached out to support the already very stiff Big Baby, aligned herself with her muddy and plump garden, and slowly sat down.

"Wow, so warm!" Zhang Yang couldn’t help but exclaim.

Cheng Yue also moaned, looking up, "So big, so deep."

Then, Cheng Yue wriggled her big buttocks, adjusted her position slightly, and started to bob up and down in a half-squat position.

Zhang Yang watched her smooth white back, her round buttocks, and the pink flesh rolled out between the two thighs where they met, and he was thoroughly enjoying himself.

"Wow, this position goes so deep, Zhang Yang, do you feel good? Sister feels so good, so satisfied."

"Sister wants you every day, to let you enter Sister’s body every day, okay?"

As Cheng Yue spouted such provocative words, she moved joyfully.

Her hands even moved on their own, massaging those two large, firm mounds on her chest, moaning incessantly.

"Sister Yue, this feels incredible, making love with you like this is truly beautiful."

"For Sister Yue to like me is my fortune, I also want to be with you every day, Sister Yue."

Zhang Yang grabbed her round buttocks, kneading them without restraint.

In fact, Zhang Yang was also quite emotional inside.

He was just an ordinary intern doctor who had recently graduated from college and stepped into society, coming from the countryside with no money or power. He even had to live in Xia Xue’s house with his girlfriend.

His only strength was the ancestral medicine technique he possessed.

But Cheng Yue, on the other hand, was a complete goddess: in terms of looks, family background, or education, she surpassed 99% of women.

She was from a completely different world than him. If she hadn’t been his cousin’s best friend, it’s likely that their paths would never have crossed in this lifetime.

And although Cheng Yue was bold and open, if she really wanted to play around, what kind of man couldn’t she find?

Yet, she fell in love with him at first sight. How could this not make Zhang Yang feel a multitude of emotions and marvel at the wonders of fate?

"Naughty brother, you sure have a way with words, Sister truly loves you to death."

As Cheng Yue spoke, she also quickened the rhythm of her movements.

This was her own home, with no one to disturb, free to do whatever they wanted, free to scream as they liked.

The living room echoed with the sounds of splashes from their movements and Cheng Yue’s impassioned moans.

The air was also filled with the thick scent of love.

Today, Cheng Yue seemed to have completely opened up both the Governor and Conception vessels, her body already soft, but still ceaselessly demanding more.

By the end, Cheng Yue’s lower parts had even become swollen and red.

For the whole afternoon, they made love non-stop, trying all sorts of different positions.

From the living room to the bedroom, and finally to the bathroom.

They had intended to take a bath together, but before they knew it, they had started again.

Cheng Yue could no longer recall how many times she had been taken, but her body was still filled with intense desire, as if as long as Zhang Yang could still get hard, she didn’t want to stop.

Gradually, it grew dark outside, and the two of them eventually lay together, intertwined on the wet bed.

Today, both of them were exceptionally satisfied.

Having been pleasured to the point of ecstasy, Cheng Yue was completely convinced by Zhang Yang, her lower parts red and swollen, and yet Zhang Yang could still get hard.

In the end, it was Cheng Yue who begged for mercy, stopping the relentless activity.

Both of them were somewhat tired, Zhang Yang included, as by the end it was all him moving, while Cheng Yue could no longer keep up.

Cheng Yue lay completely in Zhang Yang’s arms, looking at his handsome profile, caressing his sturdy chest and abs.

"Zhang Yang, I’m afraid I can’t give myself to you for the next couple of days. I’m really ruined by you; I need a couple of days to recover."

Zhang Yang, after listening, kissed Cheng Yue’s red lips, "No worries, whenever Sister Yue wants, we can do it anytime."

"Naughty brother, you’re such a good boy, Sister likes that."

"Hungry? Sister will take you to eat something delicious, get you something nice and nourishing."

Cheng Yue was still somewhat worried; if Zhang Yang kept going like this, even if he was strong, he would eventually wear out, so he needed to be fortified.

Zhang Yang couldn’t help but laugh and cry, but seeing Cheng Yue furrow her brow in pain as she tried to rise, he said, "Let’s not go out, we’ll eat at home; I’ll cook for you."

"Then... okay then," Cheng Yue agreed.

But she still got up, insisting on joining Zhang Yang.

Thus, the two of them went to the kitchen stark naked, and Zhang Yang quickly made noodles and cooked two steaks.

It wasn’t that Zhang Yang couldn’t cook anything else, but because Cheng Yue couldn’t cook, the only foods available at home were noodles and steak.

Even so, the meal looked appetizing and full of flavor.

Cheng Yue marveled repeatedly, "Naughty brother, you’re quite something, suitable for both the hall and the kitchen, why don’t you marry Sister?"