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148: Chapter 147 Zi Yan’s SatisfactionHis large hands, as if guided by an invisible force, slowly wandered to those perky, rounded peaches.

”Ying~” Zi Yan instantly went limp all over, her delicate body leaning weakly against Chen Yang, like a docile kitten, allowing Chen Yang to knead her at will.

Just as the romantic atmosphere was at its peak, a flash of inspiration seemed to cross Chen Yang’s mind. He gazed at Zi Yan’s face, which had turned crimson like rosy clouds due to shyness, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly, revealing a sly, mischievous smile as he whispered.

”Zi Yan, can you reveal your dragon horns and let me take a good look?”

Upon hearing this, Zi Yan slowly raised her eyes, a trace of reproach flashing in her large, watery eyes, and she cast a coquettish, white-eyed glance at Chen Yang.

Although she said, ”You bad guy, what kind of tricks are you planning again?”

Her actions did not hesitate in the slightest. As soon as she finished speaking, a pair of purple dragon horns emitting a mysterious, faint light emerged slowly from her waterfall-like purple hair, like spring bamboo shoots breaking through the soil.

Chen Yang’s gaze was instantly and firmly drawn to these dragon horns; his eyes were focused and scorching as he examined them carefully.

Very quickly, he keenly noticed that although Zi Yan’s dragon horns and Gu Yuena’s dragon horns both belonged to dragon characteristics, there were obvious differences.

After all, Zi Yan was in the Eastern dragon form, while Gu Yuena was in the Western dragon form. Although both were of the dragon species, there were many essential differences between them.

Chen Yang pondered inwardly. Based on his past observations and deductions, Gu Yuena’s pair of silver dragon horns were not only one of the most sensitive parts of her body but also contained unique functions.

For instance, during cultivation, as long as Gu Yuena released her dragon horns, she could significantly accelerate the absorption speed of the world’s spiritual energy, and her perception of various elements would also become exceptionally acute.

This made it easy to understand why Gu Yuena usually would not easily reveal her dragon horns during battle; once the dragon horns were severed, her combat power would inevitably drop significantly.

Looking at Zi Yan’s dragon horns, they were surrounded by a rich and mysterious spatial power, a force that Chen Yang could perceive with exceptional clarity.

He couldn’t help but think that perhaps this was the key to why the Void Ancient Dragon Clan could traverse space at will.

The dragon horns were naturally endowed with powerful spatial energy, allowing them to traverse space as freely as fish swimming in water.

However, were Zi Yan’s dragon horns as sensitive as Gu Yuena’s?

Thinking of this, Chen Yang’s curiosity grew even stronger, and he could no longer hold back. He did not hesitate any longer and reached out directly, gently touching those mysterious dragon horns.

Sure enough, the moment Chen Yang’s hand touched the dragon horns, Zi Yan’s body instantly stiffened like stone, as if she had been hit by an immobilization spell, not daring to move an inch.

Her eyes widened, filled with an expression intertwined with panic and shyness, and her small mouth opened slightly, forming a cute ”O” shape.

Chen Yang’s hand gently stroked the dragon horns, and he felt that the touch was warm and soft like jade, just like caressing a piece of exquisite, delicate, and warm jade that emitted a soft luster.

He marveled inwardly that the texture of Zi Yan’s dragon horns was almost identical to Gu Yuena’s, both being so fascinating.

However, Zi Yan’s reaction was far more exaggerated than Gu Yuena’s.

During the time Chen Yang was stroking the dragon horns, Zi Yan was like a statue, motionless, not even blinking once, as if her soul had left her body, immersed in an indescribable, wondrous feeling.

Seeing Zi Yan in this state, Chen Yang felt deeply moved.

It seemed that Zi Yan’s sensitivity to her dragon horns was far beyond what Gu Yuena could compare to.

After a long while, Chen Yang slowly lowered his hand, and only then did Zi Yan come back to her senses as if waking from a dream.

At this moment, her face was as red as a ripe apple, all the strength in her body seemed to have been drained away, and she collapsed softly into Chen Yang’s arms, panting delicately, her chest heaving violently.

Looking at the weak and powerless Zi Yan in his arms, Chen Yang gently patted her back and said softly, ”Alright, alright, I won’t tease you anymore.”

Zi Yan raised her head, her watery eyes still filled with lingering shyness, and she cast a reproachful glare at Chen Yang, muttering, ”You only know how to bully me.”

Although she said this, her hands were still tightly wrapped around Chen Yang, as if lingering on this moment of intimacy.

With the ambiguous atmosphere gradually heating up, the affection between Chen Yang and Zi Yan was like a ripe fruit, naturally coming to fruition.

Suddenly, as if realizing something, Zi Yan jerked her head up, her eyes full of panic, her two hands gripping Chen Yang’s arm like pincers, and she shouted with some alarm.

”Ah! Wrong, Chen Yang, wrong!”

”Haha, no, it’s not, Zi Yan.” Seeing her like this, Chen Yang found her both cute and pitiful. He quickly pulled her tightly into his embrace, his large hands gently stroking her back, attempting to soothe her slightly trembling body.

”Hiss, it hurts~”

Zi Yan frowned tightly, the expression of pain on her face becoming increasingly evident, and her pink lips were bitten until a faint white mark appeared.

An intense sensation of pain surged like a raging tide, instantly causing her eyes to turn red. Large, bean-sized tears uncontrollably welled up and fell, soaking Chen Yang’s clothes.

”Alright, alright, let’s not cry.”

Chen Yang’s voice became even gentler, like the mildest breeze in spring, softly brushing against Zi Yan’s heart.

”Relax, and enjoy it.”

He whispered in her ear, as if carrying some kind of magical power.

Hearing Chen Yang’s gentle and reassuring comfort, Zi Yan slowly closed her eyes. Her hands were still tightly clutching Chen Yang’s clothes, but her body gradually relaxed, allowing Chen Yang to proceed.

Time seemed to stand still. After several hours of intimacy and entanglement, and after their passionate encounter, both were drenched in sweat, their hair disheveled and sticking to their cheeks, a look that had its own unique charm.

Zi Yan had already returned to her original petite and exquisite appearance, her small face like a ripe red apple, filled with a rosy flush, her long eyelashes gently trembling, and her breathing even and calm; she had clearly fallen into a deep sleep.

Chen Yang looked down at her, his eyes full of pity and doting affection.

He naturally noticed Zi Yan’s exhaustion at this moment; after all, today was of extraordinary significance to her. Having opened this brand-new intimate channel for the first time, both her body and soul had undergone a significant test, and suffering was naturally unavoidable.

However, fortunately, she gradually opened up her body and mind later on, and the two of them released their love for each other to their heart’s content at the bow of the boat, gradually reaching a state of harmony.

Chen Yang gently picked up Zi Yan. With a wave of his hand, a ray of light flashed, and a huge and exquisite bathtub appeared out of thin air in front of him.

Immediately after, he took out a bottle of green liquid emitting a faint, serene light from his storage ring and carefully poured it into the clear water. Then, a warm flame rose from his palm, gently heating the bathtub, and before long, a thin layer of steam began to rise from the water’s surface.