Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Chapter 174: Chapter 174: Visiting to Examine Legs

Sometimes, Sun Zhe felt that Zhu Yan had a dual personality.

She was usually gentle, dignified, and elegant in front of others, but once she was thoroughly satisfied, she would instantly transform into another person—her truest self.

The transformation from ’celestial maiden’ to ’Demoness’ was jarring.

And her truest self was just an ordinary woman with physical and psychological needs.

...

Perhaps it was the unique thrill of doing it on a narrow chair, because in just ten minutes, Sun Zhe had sent Zhu Yan to her peak.

A hot, sticky mix of her honeyed nectar and his masculine fluid splashed everywhere, leaving a complete mess.

An intense battle that seemed somewhat rushed came to an end.

Once she was sated, Zhu Yan was no longer as cold as before, returning to the gentle and elegant stepmother.

”You little rascal, it’s all your fault. Now I have to go change again.”

After using her lips and tongue to clean his ’instrument of crime’, Zhu Yan gave Sun Zhe a playful slap on the stomach.

Sun Zhe pulled up his pants, looking at her with an innocent expression. ”It was clearly you who got everything soaked, Stepmom, so how can you blame me? Who told you to get so wet? It’s like you’re a running faucet...”

Zhu Yan flushed with a mixture of shame and anger. After peppering his chest with her small fists, she hurried upstairs to change.

「About ten minutes later.」

Zhu Yan came downstairs again.

One look and Sun Zhe’s eyes lit up.

She wore a black, hip-hugging skirt and a silk, semi-transparent white blouse that faintly revealed the black bra beneath. Her long, beautiful legs were wrapped in sheer, glossy black stockings, and on her feet, she wore black business high heels with red soles.

Sun Zhe stared at her openly and chuckled. ”Stepmom, you look like a CEO in that outfit.”

Zhu Yan giggled and walked up to him. ”President Liu had this set tailor-made for me. Does it look good?”

”Mhm... it looks good. Sexy yet noble, like a queen.”

Hearing Sun Zhe’s praise filled Zhu Yan’s heart with sweetness. She suddenly reached out, stuffed a small, mysterious object into his hand, then turned and walked away with a flushed face.

Sun Zhe stood frozen, looking down at the small object Zhu Yan had given him. He was a bit dazed, not quite understanding what she meant.

...

After tidying up, the two of them left together.

Inside the faintly fragrant car, Sun Zhe sat in the passenger seat. One of his hands couldn’t stay still, continuously caressing Zhu Yan’s stocking-clad thighs, greedily enjoying the smoothness.

As he stroked her leg, his hand slipped under her skirt to probe and tease.

Before long, his hand was soaked.

Zhu Yan’s pretty face flushed. ”You little devil, stop it,” she chided softly. ”Stepmom is driving.”

Sun Zhe chuckled and withdrew his hand, the viscous nectar forming silky strands between his fingers.

He then took out the small object Zhu Yan had given him at home. ”Stepmom, what’s the meaning of this?”

But Zhu Yan didn’t answer, only giving him a look that told him to figure it out for himself.

Sun Zhe looked down at the small object in his hand, his expression thoughtful.

It was a pink, oval-shaped silicone egg, slightly larger than a quail’s egg. It had a hidden switch and a small electric motor inside.

He had seen plenty of adult films, so he naturally knew what this pink egg was for. It even had an elegant nickname—the ’Fiery Maiden’s Plea’.

As the name suggested, even the most chaste maiden would beg for mercy under the egg’s power.

”Stepmom... Don’t tell me you want me to put this in you, and then check on it when you get home tonight?”

Zhu Yan said nothing, her face only growing redder.

Seeing her reaction, Sun Zhe knew he had guessed right. He pressed the hidden switch on the little pink egg and slipped his hand under her skirt.

Zhu Yan kept her eyes fixed on the windshield, driving seriously. She cooperatively lifted her hips just enough for Sun Zhe to pull down her safety shorts.

”Stepmom... I’m putting it in.”

Zhu Yan bit her red lip, her eyes still glued to the windshield. ”Stop messing around,” she said softly. ”Stepmom’s driving.”

Sun Zhe chuckled without a word, slowly inserting the vibrating pink egg into her honeyed entrance.

He had only inserted it halfway when he could already feel a warm wetness flowing onto his hand.

「A few moments later.」

Having completed his task, Sun Zhe withdrew his hand. Wiping it with a tissue, he couldn’t help but laugh at Zhu Yan’s tightly pursed lips.

I really wonder how she’ll handle work today.

”What’s so funny?”

Zhu Yan turned and rolled her eyes at him.

With that, she slammed her foot on the accelerator. She soon drove into a secluded underground parking garage, then pulled down Sun Zhe’s pants and bent down to hungrily devour him.

Under Zhu Yan’s expert ministration, it took less than ten minutes for Sun Zhe to be completely disarmed.

Zhu Yan slowly sat up, her cheeks slightly puffed. She looked at Sun Zhe with a resentful gaze as she swallowed the milky fluid she held in her mouth in small sips. She then wiped her mouth with a tissue before taking out her lipstick to touch up her makeup.

”I’ll deal with you when I get home tonight.”

”Alright, I’ll be waiting. We’ll see who’s dealing with whom tonight.”

”But Stepmom... are you going to keep this thing in all day?”

Zhu Yan rolled her eyes. ”None of your business. I want to.”

Sun Zhe smirked. ”Then I’m going to inspect it when you get home tonight. You’re not allowed to take it out until I do.”

”...”

...

At the grand entrance of the Lin Family’s lavish villa.

Sun Zhe got out of the car, waving goodbye to Zhu Yan.

”You little rascal, come home early tonight.”

”Mhm, you too. And Stepmom, be sure to drive safely.”

”Got it, you little rascal.”

...

Inside the spacious villa courtyard, Sun Zhe carried his medical kit. Led by an enthusiastic nanny, he went straight to find Lin Miao and Lin Yingchun.

The two sisters were in the yard playing badminton.

Though Lin Miao was in a wheelchair, she was incredibly agile. She maneuvered the chair with one hand while wielding the racket with the other. No matter how tricky Lin Yingchun’s shots were, she returned them with ease.

Lin Yingchun had her long hair tied in a ponytail and was glistening with sweat. She wore a short sports skirt, her long, snow-white legs bouncing around the court.

As her skirt fluttered, her white safety shorts flashed in and out of view, a sight more beautiful than a thousand landscapes.

Sun Zhe stood silently outside the court, admiring the view until the two girls finished their game. Only then did he walk up to greet them.

”Miaomiao, Yingchun, good morning.”

Lin Miao wheeled over and handed the badminton racket to Sun Zhe with a smile. ”Want to play a few rounds with Yingchun? I’m going to have the nanny take me for a shower first.”

She knew Sun Zhe was here to treat her leg, as he had messaged her before coming.

But she felt embarrassed being so sweaty and wanted to wash up first.

”Sun Zhe, come on! Play a few rounds with me,” Lin Yingchun called out from the other side, pointing her racket at him. Her words and gaze were full of provocation.

Lin Miao glanced at her sister helplessly, then said to Sun Zhe, ”She’s been like this since she was little. The family spoiled her rotten.”

Sun Zhe laughed good-naturedly. ”It’s fine, I’m used to it. Besides, girls are meant to be spoiled.”

Hearing this, Lin Yingchun scoffed and muttered softly, ”Who needs you to spoil them?”

Sun Zhe smiled, took the racket from Lin Miao, and stepped onto the court. ”Um... I’m not very good at badminton. Yingchun, please go easy on me.”

Lin Yingchun’s lips curled into a smirk. ”Bring it on. If you don’t know how to play, I’ll teach you.”

「A few moments later.」

A sudden scream made Lin Miao, who was about to leave, freeze in place.

She turned around, and her beautiful eyes widened in shock.

She saw Lin Yingchun sitting on the ground, trembling. Tears filled her eyes as she cupped her hands over her nose, with fresh blood seeping through her fingers. The racket, thrown to the side, now had a gaping hole in it.