Yang Cheng heard Ye Ling'Er's voice, and his heart trembled; under the intense stimulation, his body tensed up.
Ling Er sensed that he was about to release, quickly removed his "dragon" from her mouth, and then picked up a coarse-mouthed glass bottle, aligning it with his "dragon."
"What are you doing?"
Yang Cheng was a bit surprised, as the Gate of Life opened, and his essence burst out like bullets, all entering the glass bottle.
"Your essence is great for beautifying the skin! I want to keep it for a facial mask."
Ling Er smiled, then leaned down again to lick the remnants of his essence from the "dragon."
"Hiss, stop it, she might wake up."
Yang Cheng glanced back at Ye Ling'Er and found she hadn't woken up; she had just made an unconscious murmur.
"You got satisfied, but I haven't yet!"
Ling Er looked at him with seductive eyes, her nimble pink tongue slowly licking the "dragon," which swelled even more post-release.
"Then come over here, let me see if you're ready."
