Glamorous Doctor

Finally, he could admire the mature secret garden without any obstacle, and Zhang Yang silently praised it.

It truly was a ripe, juicy peach of the human world, different from Xia Xue's smooth and sleek one, and distinct from Xiao Man's youthful pink.

The grassy patch of Chen Yun was not only lush but also meticulously groomed, like a mature piece of art, and when Chen Yun actively parted the outermost petals herself, the pink pistil further elevated this artwork.

"How beautiful!" Zhang Yang sincerely exclaimed.

His praise made Chen Yun bloom with joy, her heart filled with both shyness and pride.

But then she found it strange. Although she understood Zhang Yang was young and vigorous and had confidence in her own figure, Zhang Yang's reaction was as if he was on par with her, a lonely woman who hadn't been touched for years.

With that in mind, Chen Yun couldn't help but ask with a flushed face, "Zhang Yang, do you and Xiao Man rarely get intimate?"

Although Chen Yun asked in a roundabout way, Zhang Yang understood what she meant.

Zhang Yang scratched his head in some embarrassment and, despite feeling a bit ashamed, responded honestly:

"Aunt Yun, I didn't mean to scare you. The truth is, most of the intimacy between me and Xiao Man involves just kissing and hugging, I've hardly ever seen Xiao Man's... that place."

Upon hearing Zhang Yang's reply, Chen Yun was utterly astonished.

She couldn't help but exclaim in surprise, "Ah, so the two of you, could it be that you're both still virgins?"

Zhang Yang couldn't help but laugh at Chen Yun's description, as she really had a way with words.

Seeing Zhang Yang nod in confirmation, Chen Yun didn't know what to say for a moment.

"Xiao Man, that girl, must take after her mother, a traditional woman. It's indeed rare, but it must be tough on you."

Zhang Yang felt very comfortable hearing this; no wonder Xiao Man and her stepmother Chen Yun got along like sisters.

Chen Yun was just like a caring big sister, so understanding and gentle as water.

As he was basking in the pleasant moment, he saw Chen Yun suddenly cover herself down there.

Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat, "Aunt Yun, what is...?"

Zhang Yang felt like crying inside, could it be that they had to stop and withdraw again?

Sure enough, he heard Chen Yun say with deep embarrassment, "Zhang Yang, since it's your first time, perhaps you should leave it for Xiao Man. I shouldn't..."

"No!" Before Chen Yun could finish speaking, Zhang Yang interrupted her.

"Aunt Yun, Xiao Man wants to wait until our careers are stable before we discuss marriage. Although I'm willing to wait, I have my pride, and I want to be a real man."

Hearing Zhang Yang's words, Chen Yun immediately understood his state of mind.

It's indeed embarrassing for young men nowadays to say they've never touched a woman.

How could Chen Yun bear to see this, yet her face turned red as she said, "But won't you think I'm a loose woman?"

"How could I? Meeting you must mean I was a great person in my last life, exchanging countless good deeds for the fate with Aunt Yun."

"You sweet talker," Chen Yun gave Zhang Yang an attractive and coquettish glare.

Then she took her hand away again, and Zhang Yang couldn't resist teasing her, "Aunt Yun, how come you're still 'watering the flowers' while we talk?"

"You mustn't say that. Alright, Zhang Yang, I don't want to hold back anymore, but let's stick to what we agreed, just a little while, just feel it for a bit and then come out quickly, okay? Aunt Yun will help you relieve yourself in other ways."

Zhang Yang "hehe" chuckled naughtily, agreeing very readily.

As for whether it would be just a little while or many times over, that would no longer be up to Chen Yun.

Zhang Yang was not in a hurry, but instead leaned down, his entire body pressing onto Chen Yun's delicate form, kissing her lips.

He wanted to give Chen Yun an unforgettable, exhilarating experience, to make her completely surrender, become addicted, and unable to extricate herself.

Aunt Yun's lips were thin and moist, her tongue soft and playful.

Aunt Yun's earlobes were so sensitive that just a few licks made her body tense up, emitting intoxicating moans from her throat.

Pale neck, towering peaks.

Every inch stained with Zhang Yang's saliva.

Zhang Yang's hands weren't idle either, though two of his fingers moved in and out, the sound of slapping the water never ceased.

Finally, Chen Yun suddenly grabbed Zhang Yang's hair and let out a high-pitched cry.

At the same time, her lower abdomen rose sharply, trembling nonstop, and with each tremble, a water jet sprayed onto Zhang Yang's hand.

"So good, so good, Zhang Yang, you've made Aunt Yun feel amazing."

Zhang Yang had not anticipated Chen Yun's reaction to be so exaggerated; after all, it was just his hand.

The liquid on his hand flowed down, drenching a large area of the bedsheet.

Chen Yun's cheeks flushed with a tide of satisfaction.

"Zhang Yang, Aunt Yun loves you to death. I have never felt so good before, nor have I ever... squirted."

Ah?!

Zhang Yang was indeed surprised; from Chen Yun's lush growth, it was clear that she was a woman of strong desires.

Yet, she had an impotent husband, making Zhang Yang wonder how Chen Yun had managed all these years.

However, it turned out in his favor, as he was now the first to discover this hidden treasure of a married woman.

"I love you too, Aunt Yun," he responded to Chen Yun's confession, and Zhang Yang kissed her flushed lips once more.

After another climax, Zhang Yang knew very well that at this moment, a simple kiss could let a woman immerse herself more deeply in the pleasure of her body and forever imprint Zhang Yang's mark on her heart.

Naturally, after giving Chen Yun a short respite, Zhang Yang launched the second round of his offensive.

Having completed enough foreplay, at Chen Yun's urging, Zhang Yang finally arrived at the main battlefield.

"Good, Zhang Yang, hurry up and come in, just a few thrusts will do, Aunt Yun wants you."

Chen Yun spread her legs wide and actively parted her gates with her hands. The seemingly breathing pink center appeared to be beckoning a "Big Baby."

Zhang Yang approached slowly, carrying his "Big Baby," ready to experience that wonderful sensation.

But the next second, a tiny crimson spot in the center of that bloom gave Zhang Yang pause.

"This... couldn't be..."

Seeing Zhang Yang suddenly stop, Chen Yun urged him on, "Zhang Yang, don't torture Aunt Yun anymore, give it to me now."

"Aunt Yun, I know you're eager, but let's not rush this." After saying this, Zhang Yang honestly felt like crying.

What was this turn of events? He only wanted to be a real man for once, but it was proving more complicated than a journey to the Western Heaven for the True Scripture.

The True Scripture of The Buddha was out of Zhang Yang's reach.

But Chen Yun's "True Scripture" was now within arm's reach.

Finally, Chen Yun realized something was wrong with Zhang Yang. She propped herself up to sit and then looked down.

At that glance, Chen Yun immediately covered her mouth and exclaimed:

"Ah, how could this happen? Why did it come five days early?"

That's right, the most beautiful married woman had her period arrive early. As for the reason for it being early, Zhang Yang could explain it from a medical perspective.

In a nutshell, "Excessive excitement leading to an early menstrual period."

Chen Yun looked at Zhang Yang with an embarrassed expression. Seeing the gloom on his face, she also felt a pang of distress.

Upon seeing the erect "Big Baby," Chen Yun made up her mind decisively.

"Zhang Yang, lie down, Aunt Yun won't disappoint you."