Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

In the early hours of the morning.

Yangcheng First-class Villa District.

Villa No. 1.

Just returning home after a late-night snack, Sun Zhe and Zhu Yan couldn’t wait to embrace and devour each other, not even bothering to change their shoes.

”Sizzle, Sizzle, Sizzle, Sizzle...”

The sound of passionate, greedy kisses echoed in the spacious villa living room, as the two of them, tightly clutching each other, spun toward the sofa, scattering clothes in their wake.

”Yan’Er, are you not going to work tomorrow?”

In the midst of their fervent kisses, Sun Zhe suddenly cradled Zhu Yan’s face and pushed her away.

”I just need to be on top of you, why bother going to work?”

Zhu Yan’s beautiful eyes were blurred, and her expression was alluring, completely different from her graceful and elegant demeanor when they were dining out, the contrast being stark.

She wrapped her arms around Sun Zhe’s neck, stood on tiptoe, gently bit his lips with her white teeth and whispered a fragrant breath: ”Tonight, I’ll drain you dry.”

Sun Zhe let out a dry laugh at her words, suddenly feeling a bit unsure.

Ever since mastering the ”He Gu Heart Scripture,” Zhu Yan’s power in battle was terrifying, and he genuinely worried he might not be able to keep up.

Yet he also found it quite miraculous; after having seafood upon landing, his consumption on the plane with Leng Yueshuang had been utterly replenished.

In his mind, this likely had to do with the improvement in his realm and physical constitution.

As these thoughts passed through his mind, Zhu Yan’s lips and tongue had already shifted position, lowering herself to bite his neck, while her nimble hands swiftly removed his checkered shirt, tossing it aside, then moved down to unfasten his pants waistband...

Sun Zhe remained silent, raising his leg to assist her in pulling them off.

At this moment, Zhu Yan was only clad in a pair of smooth, plump white lace bras; below, the 10D shiny black pantyhose hugged her figure up to her slender waist, with the skirt waist peeking out slightly, adding a touch of allure.

The navy pleated skirt around her waist was already unbuttoned by Sun Zhe, seemingly ready to slide down her legs at any moment; the black heels with red soles were sexy and refined, hugging her soft, delicate feet encased in thin lace.

Sun Zhe suddenly pushed her away slightly, admiring her stunning waist and hip curves with delight: ”Yan’Er, your figure seems to be getting better and better, huh?”

”Do you like it?”

Sun Zhe raised his hand and gently stroked the hair on her forehead, ”Feeling cooped up at home lately, aren’t you?”

”What do you think?”

Zhu Yan softly snorted, pressing his shoulders with both hands, suddenly exerted force to push him down onto the sofa, seated, then crouched down in front of the sofa, quickly tore off his shorts and tossed them away.

”Whoa, so wild?”

Zhu Yan smiled slightly, elegantly lifted her ivory hand, tucked the hair beside her ear, gazed at him with soulful eyes, and asked, ”Shall I untie my hair?”

Sun Zhe nodded with a smile.

Zhu Yan sweetly smiled, extending both delicate hands behind her head, untied the ponytail with an elastic band, letting the fragrant, wavy long hair cascade down, enveloping her in an ethereal scent, instantly obliterating her last shred of dignity, leaving only sheer sensual charm.

Staring at her moist, vivid red lips, Sun Zhe swallowed silently, urging, ”Yan’Er, come on!”

At his words, Zhu Yan glanced down at the beast she had longed for, her dark brows furrowed, noticing a faint lipstick mark, instantly realizing it was from Leng Yueshuang, yet she felt no disdain and buried her face into the lush underbrush, starting to savor gently.

”Sizzle, sizzle...”

The sound of glistening moisture echoed faintly.

Sun Zhe reclined on the sofa, a look of complete bliss on his face, let out a cool breath, and chuckled, ”Yan’Er, you have such an elegant way of eating chicken neck.”

At his words, Zhu Yan didn’t stop, merely glared up at him.

”Ah...I’m feeling something, have a taste down there, don’t just savor the sausage.”

At his words, Zhu Yan’s beautiful eyes half-closed as her lips and tongue descended, simultaneously raising the scorching monstrosity with a slender hand, pressing it against Sun Zhe’s abdomen, making it more convenient for her to indulge in the eggs.

”Ahhh...”

Sun Zhe closed his eyes, unable to resist a spasm of screams.

The sensation was practically soul-stealing!

In all the women Sun Zhe had encountered, only Consort Yun, from his recent experience, had such adept oral skills.

In less than ten minutes, Sun Zhe was unable to suppress his first surrender, infusing Zhu Yan with liquid, her eyes rolling back, tears streaming.

”Cough, cough!”

Choked, Zhu Yan stood to retreat, gazing at him with grievance, teasing, ”Monster on the plane, so much trouble, how can there still be so much?”

Sun Zhe felt as if his marrow had been extracted, lying weakly on the sofa, squinting with a smile, ”Thanks to you for taking me to replenish with seafood.”

”Hmph, then I’ll treat you to another seafood meal later.”

Zhu Yan giggled softly, suddenly walked to the sofa, lifted her right leg, and adeptly sat astride Sun Zhe’s thighs.

Sun Zhe took the opportunity to yank off her remaining pleated skirt around her waist, then glanced downward, discovering that aside from a near-transparent layer of 10D thin silk, she wore no panties below.

The two exchanged glances and knowingly chuckled.

”Looks like you knew your husband was coming back tonight, so you prepared ahead of time, didn’t you?”

Zhu Yan rolled her eyes, ”What else?”

”Yan’Er, I feel you getting more and more fiery?”

”You made me this way.”

Sun Zhe smiled without speaking, slowly sliding his right hand down her belly, pressed firmly against the soft, fragrant hill encased by the silk, instantly feeling moist and sticky.

”So much, it’s seeping out.”

Zhu Yan suddenly removed his hand, then reached down herself, each hand grabbing a bit of the silk, abruptly tearing it to the sides, the sound of ripping fabric ringing out.

Simultaneously, both of Sun Zhe’s large hands caressed her silk-clad snow-white bottom, the silky texture striking the soul. His coarse palm slid down her silk leg, reaching her ankle, removing the sexy, refined heels and tossing them aside.

”Mmm...”

Zhu Yan frowned, letting out a melodious moan, her silk-covered knees outside Sun Zhe’s thighs, as her body slowly lowered, pressing Sun Zhe’s stiff and scorching monstrosity, then twisted her slender waist up and down, using the little beads to rub against Sun Zhe’s tangled curls.

The tangled curls were hard, teasing her tender skin with tingling tickles.

At this moment, Sun Zhe wasn’t idle either, retracting his hands to her chest, yanked the snow-white lace bra upwards, freeing two bouncing jade rabbits, each topped with a red gem exposed to his gaze.

His mouth promptly dried up, drawing closer to devour.

”Mmm...gentle, don’t bite.”

The tender tips suffered Sun Zhe’s teeth, indescribably tickling, making her tremble all over.

Sun Zhe released her, glanced at her, ”You used to like it this way?”

Zhu Yan snorted, not replying, continuing to twist her waist and hips back and forth.

”Ah... you naughty, this chicken neck... so hot... can’t stand it.”

”Make me scream tonight, alright?”

”...”