Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

By the railing on the rooftop.

Zheng Xiaowei clenched his teeth tightly, sweating all over, as he wrapped Zhou Lanhui’s silky leg tightly in his arms, mustering all his strength for a fierce sprint!

He had never sprinted with such intensity, not even when he was preparing for the college entrance exam.

As he launched himself into this vigorous sprint, Zhou Lanhui’s melodious and sorrowful cries, reminiscent of an oriole’s lament, echoed completely across the rooftop.

It seemed that the two were not afraid of being discovered, or perhaps desire had overwhelmed their reason, making them unconcerned about who might find them.

On the other side.

Sun Zhe listened to the intense cries, occasionally sneaking a glance at Zhou Lanhui’s enticing demeanor, and felt increasingly stirred.

At first, Lin Shuqing took the initiative, but gradually she fell into a passive state.

Sun Zhe held her delicate head with both hands, gripping his teeth, his fierce momentum once he started sprinting even surpassed Zheng Xiaowei’s on the other side!

”Little brat, the goddess you dream of even touching won’t let you near her hair, and here I am with her throat penetrated!”

He thought to himself, his hands and hips becoming increasingly intense with their movements.

He didn’t know what was happening to him; his mind kept replaying what Zheng Xiaowei had said before, and he would feel that Lin Shuqing had been spiritually tainted by someone else. Then, the elemental male possessiveness was completely triggered, making him feel like a fire simmered in his belly, eager to be vented.

At this moment.

Lin Shuqing had tears trailing from the corners of her eyes, her appearance looked tragically beautiful and pitiful.

She wanted to gag repeatedly but her mouth was full of foreign matter, unable to truly vomit, yet her tear glands continued being stimulated, causing her to shed tears constantly...

It was her first time experiencing such a suffocating breathless feeling, her body and mind in agony, her dignity seemingly trampled upon. However, strangely enough, there was an indescribable stimulus, causing her internal flames of desire to burn even brighter.

At that point, she completely gave up on resisting, allowing Sun Zhe to vent out on her, choosing to endure what was inevitable.

Probably because of mental stimulation, Sun Zhe soon felt it.

After pulling Lin Shuqing’s hair with both hands and making a fierce gush, Sun Zhe let out a long breath, leaning powerlessly against the wall by the staircase.

Lin Shuqing, face full of tears, crouched weakly on the ground, forcibly suppressing herself from coughing or puking because that might produce sounds and catch the attention of Zhou Lanhui and Zheng Xiaowei.

She wasn’t scared of those two, just felt that being discovered in such circumstances would be awkward for both sides.

”You’re such a pig hoof, are you trying to die?”

She raised her head with an aggrieved look in her eyes toward Sun Zhe, her teary appearance tugging at the heartstrings.

Sun Zhe, recalling his irrational and rough treatment earlier, felt remorseful, quickly squatting down and spreading his palm before her mouth, softly saying, ”I’m sorry Shuqing... You can spit it on my hand.”

”Gul...”

However, once his words dropped, Lin Shuqing resisted the discomfort and swallowed in small ounces.

This Pure Yang Holy Body’s Life Source Liquid, indeed was a tonic of great nourishment!

Especially for a Pure Yang Holy Body that had advanced to Nascent Soul Realm Great Perfection state, it would only be more nourishing!

Actually, every time she saw Zhu Yan and Jiang Yushu getting younger, like sweet young girls barely in their twenties, Lin Shuqing felt envious, even anxious.

This is why she chose to swallow it.

It was like what Zhu Yan told her during their last chat—after gulping it several times, one gets used to it, and the Pure Yang Holy Body’s Source Liquid doesn’t have an odd taste. Rather, as time passes, one gets addicted to it.

”Are you comfortable now?”

After swallowing little by little, Lin Shuqing gave him an irritated glance.

”Comfortable, comfortable.”

Sun Zhe gave a sheepish smile, hurriedly taking out wet wipes from the White Jade Ring, gently helping her wipe the remaining stains off her face.

Then Lin Shuqing stood up, pinched his waist, and snatched the wet wipes from his hands, saying, ”Is rough handling someone else’s goddess rewarding?”

Sun Zhe didn’t say anything, thinking this goes without saying.

What man doesn’t wish for the unattainable goddess in others’ eyes to revel shamelessly under him?

Those who see their goddess taken by others feel resentment just because the one bedding her isn’t their own, because what is nestled in the goddess’s valley isn’t theirs.

Lin Shuqing lamented softly, ”This is the nature of you men.”

At this moment, the confrontation on the other side reached its fever pitch.

Curiously peeking, Sun Zhe astonishingly found Zhou Lanhui’s two silky legs lifted by Zheng Xiaowei.

She clung to Zheng Xiaowei like an octopus, head thrown back, hair wildly flailing, chest front boasting two large rounds of snow-white each topped with red rubies, creating shadowy trails that dazzled the eyes.

Watching Sun Zhe transfixed by the view there, Lin Shuqing lightly huffed, lowering her gaze at Sun Zhe’s still formidable weapon, sighed at how robust his strength was, simply not human.

After just venting so much, almost flooding her halfway, unexpectedly his heroic artillery was still imposing, raging furiously.

”Hey, Shuqing...”

Just as Lin Shuqing pondered, Sun Zhe’s gaze suddenly shifted onto her face.

Feeling Sun Zhe’s aggressive gaze, Lin Shuqing’s heart trembled, instinctively inching back.

”Wh... what’s up?”

Sun Zhe’s face was filled with bitterness, ”Look at my second in command. Would you mind helping it again?”