Chapter 897: Don’t Call Me Senior Sister

Chapter 897: Chapter 897: Don’t Call Me Senior Sister

"Then I’ll go with you."

Yang Cheng said.

"Aren’t you leaving soon? The banquet is the day after tomorrow."

Kong Lingwen furrowed Liu Mei.

"It’s fine."

Yang Cheng waved his hand, "It’s just one more day, besides, it’s just attending a banquet, not going to fight."

Kong Lingwen hesitated for a moment, but eventually nodded, "Alright, just take care of yourself. If you feel uncomfortable, leave early. Don’t force yourself."

"I’m not made of mud. Besides, you’ve already seen what my body is like last night."

Yang Cheng chuckled, teasing her.

"You rogue!"

Kong Lingwen playfully scolded, unable to help but recall the wild and passionate scene from last night.

This man was like a tireless beast, constantly changing positions with her. Thankfully, she was flexible, or she’d have been worn out.

In the evening, Yang Cheng returned to the Kong Family Villa and immediately saw Feng Jiuge sitting in the living room with an unhappy expression.

"Senior sister, what’s wrong? Who upset you?"

He walked over and sat down beside her.

Feng Jiuge looked up at him coldly, "I heard you’re going to the Yan family’s banquet?"

"Yes, the night after tomorrow."

"Aren’t you going to look for the Earth Core Fire? Not searching for Celestial Flower Stone Marrow?"

Feng Jiuge raised her voice, "How long can your body hold on? Don’t you know? Yet you have time to attend a banquet!"

Yang Cheng knew she was worried about him, so he softened his tone, "Senior sister, I know you’re worried, but it’s just two more days, besides, even though the Gong Family has fallen, remnants of the Blood Refining Sect remain, and the sudden rise of the Yan family might be related to them."

"But your life is on a countdown. What if you’re short by those last two days?"

Seeing Feng Jiuge so emotionally distressed, Yang Cheng patiently persuaded her, "It won’t be. I have a hard life, I won’t die so easily, and meanwhile, I’m developing a new drug at the company, killing two birds with one stone."

"Two birds with one stone?"

Feng Jiuge’s breathing quickened, anger flaring in her eyes, "Your life is almost over, yet you’re thinking about the company? Can it be that in your eyes, Kong Lingwen is more important than your life?"

"Senior sister..."

"Don’t call me senior sister!"

Feng Jiuge interrupted him, "Do you know how worried I am? Your cultivation is regressing, the Blood Soul Curse spreading, yet you’re not anxious at all, do you really not care about your life?"

Yang Cheng looked at her red eyes, feeling a pang in his heart, reached out to pull her close, but she shrugged him off.

"Don’t touch me!"

"Senior sister, listen to me..."

"I’m not listening! Since you don’t care, why should I worry? I’m leaving!"

Feng Jiuge turned around and quickly headed for the door.

Yang Cheng chased after her and caught up in the yard.

"Let go of me!"

Feng Jiuge struggled, breaking free and getting into the car.

Seeing this, Yang Cheng got into the passenger seat. As soon as the door closed, the car sped off.

"Senior sister, I know you mean well, but I’m confident. Chenling Pharmaceutical is also part of my hard work. I want to take care of what needs to be done before I leave, that way, I can travel at ease."

Yang Cheng didn’t dare to cling to her and interrupt her driving, so he kept whispering beside her.

After driving for a while, Feng Jiuge, annoyed by his nagging, pulled over and coldly said, "Get out!"

"I’m not leaving!"

Yang Cheng looked aggrieved, then pulled her into his embrace, holding her tightly, "Senior sister, don’t go. How could I be willing to die? I want to help you avenge, always protect you."

His words were sincere. After seeing Feng Jiuge’s past memories, he was even more sure to protect her forever, not letting anyone bully her.

He had never spoken these words before, keeping them buried in his heart, but now he couldn’t help but say them.

Feng Jiuge’s body stiffened, leaning against his chest, tears finally couldn’t be held back.

"You bastard... don’t you know how scared I am?"

"I know, I know it all."

Yang Cheng gently patted her back, kissed her forehead and cheeks, "I’m sorry, for making you worry."

Feng Jiuge said nothing, just tightly held him, burying her face in his chest.

After a long while, her emotions gradually calmed down.

"Are you really going to the Yan family’s banquet?"

She looked up, her eyes red like a little rabbit.

Yang Cheng nodded, "I’m worried the Yan family has ill intentions. Lin Wen might not be able to handle them. But I promise you, once the banquet is over, we’ll immediately go search for the Earth Core Fire."

"Then I’m going with you to the banquet."

"Okay."

Feng Jiuge finally hummed contentedly, leaning on him, reluctant to move.

Yang Cheng’s previous words had deeply touched her, making her difficult to trust someone due to past deception, but she knew Yang Cheng would never break his promise.

At this moment, Yang Cheng looked down at her, feeling a warmth surge in his heart.

This woman, although verbally fierce, was softer at heart than anyone.

The atmosphere inside the car gradually grew more intimate.

Feng Jiuge moved her body slightly, gazing up at him, their eyes meeting, igniting a passionate flame.

Their lips intertwined, sucking on each other’s saliva, making loud smacking sounds in the silent car.

While kissing, Yang Cheng’s large hands wandered over her body, causing Feng Jiuge to breathe heavily, her entire body heating up.

After the kiss ended, Feng Jiuge panted, "Yang Cheng, let’s do it in the car."

"Are you sure? It’s daylight now and someone might pass by."

Yang Cheng’s lips curled slightly, not minding being seen, but Feng Jiuge, as a woman, was surely embarrassed.

"Isn’t that more exciting?"

Feng Jiuge smiled seductively, wrapping her arms around his neck.

Seeing the enchanting woman before him, Yang Cheng could no longer hold back, adjusted the seat, and pulled her into his embrace.

Feng Jiuge spread her legs, straddling him, a perfect position for what would follow.

Yang Cheng lifted the hem of her dress, revealing her alluring charms, then applied a bit of pressure, tearing apart the fragile lace fabric.

"Why did you tear it? How will I go back later?"

Feng Jiuge glared at him coquettishly, her eyes full of allure.

"It’s hidden by the dress, no one will know."

Yang Cheng smirked mischievously, using Yingyang Ghost Hand to play around.

"Ah... so good..."

Feng Jiuge, already filled with desire, couldn’t withstand this teasing, passionately responding to his actions, her body twisting like a water snake.

She unabashedly opened the zipper, removing her top, revealing two fair, fragrant breasts, bringing them close to Yang Cheng’s mouth.

"Little junior brother... give me..."

Her voice hoarse and alluring, mixed with urgency, like a siren poised to draw out a man’s essence.