Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

There had never been a single time Sun Zhe was able to last more than ten minutes against Zhu Yan’s mouth.

Even now, after his Yin Yang Sacred Heart Technique had broken through to the Second Realm, it was still no use!

In the small grove late at night, after a satisfying eruption guided by Zhu Yan’s head, Sun Zhe felt his bones melt, his entire body feeling as if it were floating up to the clouds.

He tilted his head back to gaze at the star-filled night sky and began to ponder… the origin of humanity, the origin of the universe. He marveled that those few seconds of ecstasy were the very thing countless men pursued their entire lives!

”You little rascal, what are you thinking about?”

Zhu Yan’s voice suddenly pulled him from his thoughts.

He lowered his gaze, glanced at Zhu Yan still squatting on the ground, and said, ”I’m attaining enlightenment. Don’t disturb me.”

Zhu Yan rolled her eyes at him and slowly stood up, her cheeks puffed out as if full. She shot Sun Zhe a resentful look and then, right before his eyes, swallowed the contents of her mouth in small sips.

Sun Zhe thoughtfully fetched a bottle of mineral water from the car, twisted the cap off, and handed it to her.

「A short while later.」

After rinsing her mouth with the water, a blushing Zhu Yan walked up to Sun Zhe and, without a word, pinched him hard on the waist.

”OW! That hurts!”

”You’re gonna break my kidney!”

Zhu Yan let go, gave a soft huff, and turned her face away.

Sun Zhe rubbed his waist, sighing internally at the incomprehensible complexity of a woman’s mind. She’d resort to violence for no reason at all. He had no idea what she meant by it, or maybe she meant nothing at all and just wanted to hit him for fun.

That’s a woman for you, a wondrous being that defies all logic and reason!

Sun Zhe slowly closed the distance, pressing his chest against hers. His hands slid down to wrap around her slender waist, pulling her into his embrace.

”How was the milk, Darling?”

Zhu Yan buried her face in his chest and mumbled coyly, ”It was awful.”

”Then why did you drink it?”

Zhu Yan said nothing, instead reaching out to pinch his waist again.

”Ouch, ouch, ouch! I was wrong, Darling!”

Zhu Yan suddenly released him and asked, ”Little rascal, why is your volume so much greater now? One more time and I think I’d actually be full.”

Sun Zhe laughed heartily. ”Is it really that much?”

Zhu Yan held up two fingers to gesture a small amount, saying earnestly, ”At least a hundred milliliters!”

Sun Zhe’s face was a mask of shock. ”Seriously?”

Zhu Yan asked curiously, ”Is this also because your Cultivation Technique broke through?”

Sun Zhe nodded, pondering. ”I think so. Back in the First Realm, my daily production already exceeded my output, and my energy felt inexhaustible.”

”Now that I’m in the Second Realm, it’s on a whole other level.”

”Pfft,” Zhu Yan scoffed. ”Stop posturing. Wasn’t it a certain someone who begged me for mercy last time?”

Sun Zhe replied gloomily, ”You think that counts? You cheated that time. You used everything you had—even your armpits. You have the nerve to bring that up?”

Hearing this, Zhu Yan stuck out her pink tongue and wisely chose to drop the unfavorable topic.

Sun Zhe gave her a mysterious look. ”Now that my Cultivation Technique has reached the Second Realm, I’m definitely more powerful than before. Want to try me, Darling?”

”I don’t believe you.”

Sun Zhe’s hands slid down from her slim waist, cupping her perky, peach-shaped rear. He pressed his forehead against hers and said, ”Isn’t this why we came out tonight? To prove it to you?”

”Believe it or not, you’ll find out just how powerful I am soon enough.”

Zhu Yan said nothing. Her slender hand reached down and grasped the spear that was still fiery and hard. Her heart leaped in disbelief.

She remembered how, in the past, Sun Zhe would always need a few minutes of rest to recover after he came.

But now, she realized he didn’t need any rest at all. He was able to maintain a level-four state of hardness indefinitely!

Is he even human?

”Darling.”

”Hmm? What is it?”

”I sowed the seeds for all that Ghost Needle Grass earlier. Now, it’s time I sowed my seeds in you.”

”I don’t want to… You little rascal, not even your darling is safe from you.”

Amid their playful flirting, Zhu Yan suddenly turned her back to Sun Zhe, placing her jade-like hands on a tree trunk as thick as a bowl.

Sun Zhe stood behind her with his legs slightly apart, his groin pressed flush against her plump buttocks. He leaned over her curved back, sliding his hands under her thin tank top to knead the full mounds beneath.

”Mmm… mmm…”

Zhu Yan’s beautiful eyes narrowed as she moaned softly from his touch.

Suddenly, she felt a cool draft on her chest.

Sun Zhe had pushed her tank top up.

A moment later, with a soft SNAP, the sensual lace bra that tightly encased her proud peaks was deftly undone by Sun Zhe, a testament to his practiced skill.

The two white bunnies, exuding a subtle fragrance, bounced and swayed as they were exposed to the night air.

Sun Zhe tweaked the protruding buds on her peaks between his index and middle fingers. Leaning close to her ear, he gently bit her earlobe.

”Darling… you look so fucking hot with your ass sticking out like that.”

”Mmmph… You’re the one who’s hot…”

”Why are your nipples so hard already? Are you that desperate for my big cock?”

”Jerk… Who’d want that thing of yours?”

Faced with Sun Zhe’s verbal and physical teasing, the flames of desire within Zhu Yan quickly ignited. She couldn’t help but writhe her hips, grinding back against his groin to signal that he should get down to business.

Sun Zhe got the hint. He released her snowy peaks, straightened up, and hiked up her short skirt. Then, his fierce rod—a vanguard for an army of a hundred million—plunged straight into the deep palace!

”Ungh…”

Zhu Yan bit her lip, a stifled moan escaping her throat.

”Darling, there’s no one around. You can scream as loud as you want.”

Zhu Yan glanced back at him and said coyly, ”It’s the middle of the night. If a villager passes by and hears a woman wailing in the woods, they’ll think it’s a ghost.”

Hearing this, Sun Zhe burst out laughing, marveling at his darling’s unique metaphor.

He said no more. Gripping her slender waist, he held her delicate body in place and began to thrust with all his might, launching a ferocious assault!

The dull sound of their bodies slapping together spread through the small woods, accompanied by the chirping of insects among the flowers, like a joyous symphony. Her toes, wrapped in soft, silky stockings, curled and uncurled relentlessly, while her pale, slender fingers dug into the tree, threatening to peel the bark right off.

However, no matter how hard she tried to suppress her cries, it had no effect on the powerful, savage man behind her.

His phone lay on the ground with its flashlight on, casting a bright beam on her exposed white belly. The mottled shadows of blades of grass danced across her skin, resembling a simple yet profound ink wash painting on pristine paper.

In the areas the light couldn’t reach, two snow-white rabbits bounced rapidly with each of the man’s powerful thrusts, creating mesmerizing, flesh-colored waves in the dark.

As time wore on, a piercing heat erupted deep within her. The sublime sensation that washed over her in that instant made suppression impossible. She arched her long neck back and cried out.

From a distance, it truly did sound like the wail of a female ghost.

”It’s coming, it’s coming… Ah, ah, ah… I’m going to come!”

”Little rascal, faster…”

”Naughty husband, fuck your darling to death…”

A moment later, Sun Zhe let out a long breath and slowly withdrew his rod.

With a soft POP, like a cork being pulled from a bottle, thick white fluid gushed from her stretched opening, trailing silky white strands over the dark thatch of hair.

Zhu Yan’s body convulsed uncontrollably as she sank weakly to the grassy ground, panting and moaning softly.

She felt completely drained of strength, as if that massive thing had sucked out the very marrow from her bones, leaving not a single drop behind.

Left hanging, Sun Zhe suppressed his own urges and asked with concern, ”Darling, are you okay?”

Zhu Yan looked up at him, her face a mask of exhausted defeat. She pleaded, ”Little rascal, I can’t take any more… Spare me, please?”

”Let me finish you with my mouth.”

Thinking that Zhu Yan must be exhausted, Sun Zhe shook his head. ”It’s alright, Darling. Don’t worry about me. I’m fine as long as you’re satisfied.”