Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Staring at the enticing, peach-shaped bottom glowing with a mesmerizing sheen in the dim light, Sun Zhe swallowed discreetly.

As the Yang Qi stirred within him, it felt as though his blood was about to boil. Spurred on by the alcohol, he no longer wanted to overthink things.

Besides, he knew this was Bai Ran’s inner demon. Just as she herself had said, she would have found another man even without him. So, this inner demon had to be purged!

So, Sun Zhe unzipped his pants and slowly approached.

At that moment, Bai Ran was bent over, her hands propped on either side of Huang Qianggang’s face. Her long, slender legs were planted firmly on the floor, straight as two jade pillars and spread slightly apart.

She turned her head toward Sun Zhe, her eyes as seductive as silk. She gave her high-perched, peach-shaped bottom a little wiggle, as if urging him to hurry.

”Ah Zhe, come on.”

Sun Zhe moved closer, his gaze fixed on the lush, dark valley. He saw that the beautiful butterfly had already spread its wings and was continuously weeping. A few longer, curly dark hairs mischievously peeked out from the valley, appearing almost translucent under the gleam of the bedside lamp.

”Sister-in-law, let me help you get rid of your inner demon,” Sun Zhe joked quietly with a smile, pressing himself against her.

Little Sun Zhe was already aching and swollen, burning hot. It desperately needed the butterfly’s tears to cool down.

Bai Ran stared at Huang Qianggang’s sleeping face. An indescribable thrill made her tremble all over. ”If this sister’s inner demon isn’t purged soon…” she whispered.

Sun Zhe suddenly thrust forward, cutting her off. ”Then we’ll just have to do it for a few more days!” he said through gritted teeth.

...

Thunderous snores echoed through the exquisite, cozy bedroom, masking the wet sounds of impact.

Sun Zhe looked up at the elegant wedding photo on the wall, staring at Bai Ran in her sacred white dress. He suddenly clenched his jaw, his hands gripping her slender waist. His hips began to move like an electric motor, becoming a blur of motion.

His two sacs, full of ’tadpoles,’ swung wildly in the dark, slapping mercilessly against the long-neglected, overgrown gate. THWAP. THWAP. Each impact left behind trails of thick, white paste...

Bai Ran kept her head down, staring at Huang Qianggang’s sleeping face, letting Sun Zhe pound into her from behind. Her fragrant, pinned-up hair came loose from the motion, tumbling down and whipping about like willow branches in the wind—graceful, yet tragically beautiful.

”Mmm... hmm...”

”Ah Zhe, how are you so incredible?”

”I’ve never... been this happy before...”

Bai Ran’s pearly teeth bit down hard on the corner of her lip as she struggled to suppress the roaring flames of desire. She voiced her feelings in a tone that was half laugh, half sob, occasionally letting out muffled moans through her nose.

Seemingly overwhelmed, her head drooped lower and lower, until the tip of her nose nearly brushed against Huang Qianggang’s.

Just then, Sun Zhe hooked his left arm under the crook of her left knee, lifting her entire leg and forcing her to balance on one foot.

The sudden change in position nearly damaged the delicate flower bud within her. Bai Ran’s body convulsed as if she had been electrocuted. Her face twisted in pain, but she kept biting her lip, refusing to make a sound.

As a Martial Artist, holding such a position for an extended period was no challenge for her.

”Ah Zhe, faster... It feels so intense...”

Sun Zhe slowed his breathing and said nothing. He watched the thunderously snoring Huang Qianggang on the bed, and that same indescribable thrill filled every inch of his muscles with boundless strength.

THWAP. THWAP. THWAP. THWAP.

”Mmm... mmm... mmm hmm...”

Bai Ran moaned softly, her gaze tender and hazy as she watched Huang Qianggang’s sleeping face. ”Husband, do you see?” she whispered to him. ”Ah Zhe is right behind me... He’s lifted my skirt...”

”Mmm hmm... Husband, I’m so happy... Ah Zhe is so amazing, a hundred times better than you!”

”I’m even wearing the lipstick you bought me. I’ll have to clean it up for Ah Zhe later...”

”Mmm hmm... Ah Zhe, you’re so naughty. My husband is right here. Can’t you be a little gentler?”

”...”

The suppressed yet frenzied battle raged for an unknown length of time, finally ending when even Sun Zhe felt exhausted.

Bai Ran’s skin was flushed pink and drenched in fragrant sweat. She squatted weakly beside the bed, her back resting against the frame. Her once-clear, bright eyes were now rolled back and clouded over, as if she had lost her soul. A few stray strands of hair, stuck to her neck and the corners of her mouth with sweat, added to her tragic beauty.

She looked up at Sun Zhe, her eyes like silk, her breath coming in fragrant pants. Her bent knees were spread wide apart, and a gurgling sound echoed in the room, as if she were deliberately showing off the fountain for him.

”Darling, come here.”

Sun Zhe understood her meaning instantly and stepped forward to stand before her.

Bai Ran looked up at him with deep affection, like a hungry nestling. She eagerly opened her mouth, waiting for the mother bird to feed her.

As the ”mother bird,” Sun Zhe was very considerate, feeding her directly.

”MMPH... MMPH...”

SQUISH... SQUISH...

SLURP... SLURP... GULP... GULP...

Bai Ran’s eyes were squinted in a look of extreme greed. Her hands clutched Sun Zhe’s thighs, her sharp, beautiful nails nearly piercing his skin, as if she would never let go.

「A short while later.」

After Bai Ran finished cleaning up, Sun Zhe returned to the guest room. He circulated his energy to absorb the Yin Essence, then fell asleep the moment his head hit the pillow.

...

...

Sun Zhe didn’t wake until it was past eleven the next morning.

After washing up, he left the guest room and found Huang Qianggang in the kitchen wearing an apron. He seemed to be in a good mood, even humming a song about how the most devoted man is like an ocean, feigning strength in a storm while appearing calm and peaceful.

”Huang,” Sun Zhe said, walking over to greet him.

”Oh, Doctor Sun! You’re awake!”

Sun Zhe nodded. ”Where’s Bai Ran?”

Looking at Huang Qianggang, he couldn’t help but recall Bai Ran’s words from last night.

If what Bai Ran said was true, then this man... is truly a beast in human form.

Then again, I suppose I’m not much better.

”Sigh!” Huang Qianggang suddenly sighed. ”Don’t even ask. My wife drank too much last night. She still hasn’t gotten out of bed.”

Hearing this, Sun Zhe’s expression flickered. It’s probably not the alcohol that’s keeping her in bed, he thought.

Not even Sun Zhe knew just how wild Bai Ran had been last night. He only knew she had come at least seven times.

Huang Qianggang sighed again, his face full of self-reproach. ”Doctor Sun, you have no idea. My wife vomited everywhere! The floor by the bed was soaked!”

”She used to be such a good drinker, too. I have no idea why she got so drunk this time!”

”And after all that, she insisted on cleaning it up herself... Sigh, it’s all my fault. I didn’t take good care of her.”

Sun Zhe just smiled without a word. The floor is soaked, all right, he thought, but it probably wasn’t from her vomiting... it was from her gushing.

”By the way, Doctor Sun, the rain stopped this morning. We can head into the mountains this afternoon!”

”Alright.”

”Could you go wake up your sister-in-law for me? We can eat as soon as I finish these scrambled eggs with Chinese toon!”

”Alright.”

Sun Zhe went to Bai Ran’s bedroom and found her already awake, playing on her phone in bed.

”Bai Ran, time to get up and eat. We’re heading into the mountains this afternoon.”

Bai Ran put down her phone and pouted, looking at him with resentment. ”It’s all your fault, you brute... It even hurts to walk.”

Sun Zhe looked away guiltily and muttered, ”I told you you’d regret it.”

Bai Ran suddenly stretched her arms out to him. ”Carry me,” she said coyly.

Sun Zhe glanced at the ajar door. ”Didn’t we agree?” he whispered. ”After last night, we pretend nothing happened.”

Pouting her cherry-red lips, Bai Ran said in a sultry voice, ”But haven’t you heard the saying? ’Once a man and a woman have done it the first time, there will be countless more.’”

”Since I’ve already chosen to cheat, what’s the difference between once and countless times?”

Sun Zhe grumbled, ”You’re addicted, aren’t you?”

”Hmph, and whose fault is that for being so amazing?” she shot back. ”You thrust right through my soul and into my very heart, so you have to take responsibility for me!”

”...”