Reincarnation: The Sweet Wife Is A Miracle Doctor-Chapter 711 - 712:

Nianyang helped Li Tingyan back home and shut the door. The atmosphere was starting to get uncontrollable,

as he pushed her against it and lowered his head to silence her with a kiss.

Nianyang was almost out of breath as she pushed against the man’s chest, "...Tingyan... your wound..."

Li Tingyan’s iron-like arm was unshakeable; he disregarded everything, wanting nothing more than to make love, to hell with the wound.

Nianyang felt like her entire mouth was being devoured, and as soon as they touched, she knew that what Li Tingyan was experiencing was fiercer than usual.

Under such torment, was he upholding his principles by resorting to self-harm to stay faithful? Nianyang was touched and pained, so she stopped struggling and allowed him to kiss as much as he wanted.

But it was clear that kissing was not Li Tingyan’s sole intention.

Even in normal times, when facing Nianyang, he often struggled to contain himself.

Let alone this time, having consumed the drug, his desires were beyond overwhelming.

The door panel behind them made a rhythmic thumping sound as the two tangled yarn balls fell onto the sofa.

Nianyang felt her clothing being half-removed and finally snapped back to reality, biting him hard to regain her senses.

Li Tingyan paused from the pain, and Nianyang took the chance to gasp out, "Tingyan, shall I bandage your wound first?"

She’s not a fool; she knew what’s needed to be done in such a situation, though they had resisted many times before.

But selfishly, she didn’t want their first time to be under the influence of the drug; it lacked any romance.

"But I’m burning up, I can’t take it anymore..."

Li Tingyan’s voice was hoarse, like it had been ground with sand, beads of sweat pouring from his forehead onto Nianyang’s face.

He struggled to control the torrent of impulses raging inside him.

But his girl, his beloved girl, was within reach, like a delectable cake emitting endless fragrance.

Watching her, Li Tingyan felt a tickle in his heart, his Adam’s apple involuntarily moving.

He wanted to devour this cake, to consume it fiercely!

Every cell in his body screamed this desire!

Nianyang wiped his face, her lips glossed over with a shining dampness, "Let me get you a cold shower."

Li Tingyan suddenly let out a muffled groan and pulled Nianyang into the room, disregarding their previous, gentler actions. He was too uncomfortable and needed a remedy, or he would be undone.

Nianyang sighed inwardly. Well, if he was in such discomfort, why worry about romance? Eventually, she’ll give it to him anyway.

So Nianyang simply responded in kind, and they became two dry sticks of wood, engulfed in flames.

Going with the flow, it naturally progressed to the last step.

Like they had traveled across mountains and seas to finally bare their hearts, Nianyang was almost ashamed to confront this part of herself.

When it came to such matters, men were always adept.

Nianyang instinctively let out a soft moan.

That one sound seemed to trigger a switch; the redness in Li Tingyan’s eyes suddenly froze.

Nianyang was just as overwhelmed as Li Tingyan, so when he suddenly stopped, she was a bit surprised and asked, "Tingyan, what’s wrong?"

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