Rustic Charm: The Doctor Immortal
Chapter 140 Alchemy Success

Chapter 140: Chapter 140 Alchemy Success

Ye Jiping looked at the object of her constant yearning, trembling all over.

Instantly, her breathing quickened.

Watching Chen Dashan holding the giant dragon, she remembered the last time in the office, when he forcefully pressed her against the desk, that day’s dominance, wildness, filled with masculine scent.

Ye Jiping’s heart raced, and sitting in her chair, she unconsciously squeezed her thighs together, her waist moving uncontrollably, rubbing herself against the chair.

Chen Dashan turned his head and glanced at Ye Jiping, who lifted her chin and said with a panicked look, "Hmph!"

"I’ve seen all types of men, go on with your performance."

Saying this, Ye Jiping picked up the tea from the desk and took a sip with her red lips.

Meanwhile, Chen Dashan looked at the lush and moist Shuilian Cave, surrounded by pale pink, the entrance modest in size. A surge of desire rose in his lower abdomen as he grabbed Liu Qianqian’s pert buttocks, feeling their fine, smooth, and full texture.

"Slap!"

Chen Dashan smacked Liu Qianqian’s pert buttocks.

At the sound, Liu Qianqian seemed even more stimulated, shaking her body nonstop, her large breasts swinging in front of her chest, crying out, "Dashan, f*ck me!"

"I want you so much, there, I want you to stuff it in."

With a thrust, Liu Qianqian arched her neck, her face showing a mix of pain and satisfaction, her rosy cheeks instantly turning red.

Her hands grabbing the armrests of the chair, her body trembling uncontrollably.

Chen Dashan was even more aggressive, pressing his body against Liu Qianqian’s back, one hand grabbing her long hair, the other brutally kneading one large breast, his body continuously thrusting.

A familiar scent filled the air.

While the two were in fierce combat, Ye Jiping was watching the live show. She had feelings for Chen Dashan and watched as he fiercely pounded another woman in front of her.

Ye Jiping’s fingers whitened as they clutched the teacup, the cup tipping, spilling tea on her clothes, though she was unaware.

She had known Chen Dashan longer, and never expected Liu Qianqian to get ahead of her. She wished she were the woman beneath Chen Dashan, but how could she ever voice that desire?

Feeling her skirt soaking through, Ye Jiping subtly shifted in her seat.

"Creak!"

Just then, the chair let out an untimely squeak.

Her face and ears flushing, and seeing Chen Dashan and Liu Qianqian both turning to look at her, she awkwardly licked her lips and stood up, saying, "Well... I won’t disturb you any longer, I’ll leave first."

Saying this, she picked up her handbag and stood up. As she turned, a large wet patch was visible on her light yellow pencil skirt.

Seeing her flustered look, Chen Dashan withdrew from Liu Qianqian’s body and approached Ye Jiping. She looked at him, her gaze inevitably landing on his giant dragon.

Huge, hard, as if emitting a fiery heat.

Ye Jiping’s cheeks were flushed pink, her eyes darting away. Chen Dashan approached with a mischievous smile, and as Ye Jiping stepped back, she exclaimed, "What, what do you want to do?"

"Come any closer, and I’ll take your damn life!"

Unheeding, Chen Dashan wrapped his arm around Ye Jiping’s slender waist and flipped her over onto the nearby chair.

Ye Jiping struggled: "Chen Dashan, you bastard, you have no shame!"

"Rip!"

Her pencil skirt was roughly torn by Chen Dashan, revealing Ye Jiping in a thong, her buttocks full and trembling, like two large steamed buns, her waist slender—a golden ratio that could rival film star Kardashian.

Chen Dashan was too enamored to let go, his hand sliding to her garden, which by then was already overflowing like a flooded Golden Mountain.

Chen Dashan looked at the transparent liquid on his finger and laughed, "I don’t like women with tough mouths."

"You..."

Ye Jiping turned her head in shame and fury, but Chen Dashan thrust forward, entering her.

The warm, tight, and slippery sensation drove the man wild.

All Ye Jiping’s anger dissipated in an instant, her body swept with a tingling numbness, her hands clutching the back of the chair tightly, trying to restrain her trembling, thirsty body.

Liu Qianqian watched Ye Jiping getting pounded under Chen Dashan, a playful smile hanging from the corner of her mouth.

Naked, she clung to Chen Dashan from behind, her breasts constantly rubbing against him. Seeing that Chen Dashan had no intention of doing her, Liu Qianqian knelt down, continuously licking Chen Dashan’s back and his firm buttocks.

Seeing that Ye Jiping beneath him was slowly getting into the groove, beginning to respond to him.

Chen Dashan pulled out.

Immediately, Ye Jiping’s eyes widened, her seductive gaze like silk as she looked at Chen Dashan, who turned to press Liu Qianqian’s head, moving rhythmically.

"Mmm... ah..."

Liu Qianqian let out sounds of satisfaction. At this moment, Ye Jiping, neither going up nor down, was full of desire, casting aside any dignity or pride, and knelt like Liu Qianqian at the foot of Chen Dashan, watching the ’giant dragon’, like a diluted treasure, constantly rubbing against her face.

Chen Dashan was fully satisfied, the two most powerful women of Furong County kneeling at his feet, begging him to do them.

The pleasure in his mind was greater than the satisfaction of the flesh.

The three bare bodies tangled together, performing various positions and movements until he fed them both...

...

Once everything was settled, Chen Dashan, with no distractions in mind, returned to the Fruit Company’s large warehouse to start his research on the Beautifying Pill and Liver Protecting Pills.

The ingredients had already been prepared. With the help of Zhao Jiayao’s purchasing over the past days, the preparation of simple traditional medicines was no longer a problem.

"Sister Jiayao, Big Brother Dashan has been inside all day, there couldn’t be something wrong, could there?"

Zhang Xuewen, waiting at the entrance of the warehouse, looked worriedly at the warehouse door.

Zhao Jiayao wasn’t sure what was going on either but Chen Dashan had instructed that no one should disturb him: "It should be fine, work is over, you should go home."

"I’ll stay here and guard it; if anything happens, I’ll inform you immediately," Zhao Jiayao spoke up.

Zhang Xuewen looked at Zhao Jiayao in her tight black dress, her figure bursting to come out, her every move oozing femininity and her actions always so well-organized, never in a panic.

Then she looked at herself, feeling like a child, and her heart turned sour, saying immediately, "I’m not leaving, I’m worried about Brother Dashan."

The words had hardly left her mouth.

"Bang!" Suddenly, the large iron door of the warehouse was opened, and Chen Dashan, looking weary, came out from inside. Seeing Zhang Xuewen ecstatic to see him, Chen Dashan laughed, "Worried about what?"

"You both should go back, I still have important things to take care of."

Seeing Chen Dashan’s apparent happiness, the two women guessed that this meant progress in his medicinal work, and their smiles grew even wider.

Chen Dashan, however, drove straight off, having a finished product, he now wanted to discuss production with Wang Shiman, not wanting to delay even a moment.

At that time, Wang Shiman was at her daughter Jiang Rou’s house.

Upon receiving Chen Dashan’s call, Wang Shiman was overjoyed. Noticing her mother was leaving, Jiang Rou stood up and asked, "Is it Brother Dashan’s call?"