Rakish Little Immortal Doctor

Hearing Li Qianfan’s words, Liu Ruyan’s face revealed a thoughtful expression.

Although what Li Qianfan said made sense, Liu Ruyan still felt extremely embarrassed—after all, Chen Jiajia and Chen Lele were standing guard downstairs!

But Li Qianfan didn’t care about any of that at all. He had already torn off Liu Ruyan’s clothes.

Immediately, her alluring, seductive figure—perfectly curvaceous with milky white skin—was fully displayed in front of Li Qianfan. This breathtaking view nearly made Li Qianfan drool.

“Wife, you’re so beautiful.”

Li Qianfan said excitedly, then pressed his face forward abruptly, planting a fierce kiss on Liu Ruyan’s moist, enticing lips.

“Mmm… mmm…”

Liu Ruyan let out intoxicating moans from her throat, her exquisite cheeks flushing furiously red.

Her eyes were slightly narrowed, her gaze clouded with desire, and an intense passion lingered between her brows.

At this moment, Liu Ruyan’s slender, pale arms had already wrapped tightly around Li Qianfan’s neck, pulling him close.

Proactively, she extended her fragrant tongue out of her mouth, allowing Li Qianfan to taste her freely and fully.

This slick and tender sensation deeply stimulated Li Qianfan, as if a blazing fire were roaring within him!

Li Qianfan was utterly exhilarated, and Liu Ruyan also found herself equally thrilled.

Clearly, those two sisters were standing guard downstairs, and their sounds would surely be heard by them. Yet here she was, shamelessly engaging in such acts with Li Qianfan in the room.

This was truly testing the limits of her shame!

Liu Ruyan could distinctly feel something hot and hard rubbing against the space between her legs.

Unable to endure it any longer, Liu Ruyan moaned and urged, “Hurry… hurry and come in… give it to me!”

“As you wish!”

Li Qianfan panted heavily as he complied, thrusting forcefully, instantly becoming one with Liu Ruyan.

As Li Qianfan entered, a wet squelching sound echoed, a clear sign of how ready Liu Ruyan already was.

Before long, the room was filled with the rhythmic smacking sounds akin to raindrops striking plantain leaves, intermingled with Liu Ruyan’s ecstatic moans.

“Deeper… go deeper… mm… mm…”

“You’re amazing… ah, ah… so good… Husband, you’re so fierce…”

Liu Ruyan’s incoherent murmurs drifted into the ears of Chen Jiajia and Chen Lele.

Their delicate, rosy cheeks instantly turned a bright crimson.

“They… they’re at it again?” Chen Lele murmured shyly, her face reddening.

Chen Jiajia was equally flustered, her skin flushing all the way to her ears.

“When we went to that hotel with Senior Sister Zhou, they already did that sort of thing in the room, and now they’re at it again… Do they have some kind of problem?!” Chen Jiajia added.

“So disgraceful, so indulgent,” Chen Lele whispered softly.

“Keep your voice down! Don’t let them hear us. We’re counting on Li Xiang to solve the plague. If we offend him and he refuses to help, it’ll be a huge problem. Senior Sister Zhou, the elders, and even the Sect Leader will blame us,” Chen Jiajia quickly reminded her.

Chen Lele finally fell silent, but her cheeks only grew redder, so red they seemed about to drip blood.

Furthermore, Chen Lele’s slender, shapely legs were tightly pressed together. If one looked closely, they’d notice a faint, subtle motion of them rubbing against each other.

“What are you doing?” Chen Jiajia asked.

“N-nothing…”

Chen Lele quickly shook her head, wishing she could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.

Glancing toward the room where Li Qianfan and Liu Ruyan were, Chen Jiajia muttered, both embarrassed and frustrated, “Let’s just endure it. I guess they won’t take too long.”

“Mm.” Chen Lele nodded in agreement.

However, both Chen Jiajia and Chen Lele had miscalculated.

Nearly an hour had passed, yet the sounds coming from the upstairs room showed no signs of stopping. Their legs felt weak by now.

“This is… too much.”

“It’s been almost an hour! How are they still going? How do they have this kind of stamina?”

“That Li Xiang is practically an animal!”

“I can’t help but feel some respect for Li Lili. How does she endure this?”

“Maybe it’s because they’re cultivators in the Foundation Establishment Realm. I heard from Senior Sister Zhou that the higher a cultivator’s level, the more robust their body becomes. It seems to be true.”

“But this is just too ridiculous.”

Chen Jiajia and Chen Lele continued their whispered exchange, their endurance wearing thin under the circumstances.

Luckily, after another ten minutes or so, the intense sounds upstairs finally ceased completely.

Only then did Chen Jiajia and Chen Lele let out long sighs of relief.

Instinctively raising their hands to wipe the sweat from their foreheads, they were startled to realize they were drenched in fragrant sweat, their clothes soaked through.

Meanwhile, deep within Tianhua Sect’s Cultivation Cave Mansion—

A regal woman, dressed in a flowing white robe and crowned with gold, sat poised atop a high platform—this was Chen Tianlan, the Sect Leader of the Heavenly Star Sect.

Below her, seated on meditation mats, were three women of varying figures.

These were none other than the three elders of Tianhua Sect—Great Elder Zhao Ruxue, Second Elder Luo Fengyu, and Third Elder Zhu Luohong.

“Elder Zhao, has the source of the plague been identified?” Chen Tianlan asked.

“Not yet,” Zhao Ruxue responded with a slight shake of her head.

Chen Tianlan’s face darkened instantly. Sensing this, Zhao Ruxue quickly explained, “Sect Leader, please remain calm. I have been working tirelessly on the investigation. Although the source has not yet been located, I have identified the first three disciples infected with this strange plague and have them under quarantine.”

At this, Chen Tianlan’s expression eased somewhat. She then instructed, “The plague is no trivial matter and must not be underestimated. We must uncover its source as soon as possible and put an end to it at its root.”

“Understood, Sect Leader,” Zhao Ruxue nodded.

Chen Tianlan then turned her gaze toward Luo Fengyu, the Second Elder, and asked, “Elder Luo, you are skilled in medical techniques. Have you been able to formulate a cure for this plague?”

Luo Fengyu’s face immediately showed signs of embarrassment.

Chen Tianlan furrowed her brows and said, “It’s been such a long time, and you still haven’t developed a cure? You’re the best in our sect when it comes to medical skills and alchemy. This is truly disappointing!”

“Sect Leader, I will do my utmost to produce results soon,” Luo Fengyu promised.

“I’ll give you one more week. I hope you can bring me a breakthrough then,” Chen Tianlan said coldly.

She then shifted her focus to Third Elder Zhu Luohong.

Zhu Luohong instantly tensed up.

Just as Chen Tianlan was about to question her, a young woman suddenly burst in from outside in a rush.

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