Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

”Ahhhhh...”

As Sun Zhe launched a fierce attack, Li Zhishan immediately rolled her eyes back, screaming out of control.

Her delicate body shook wildly, long hair flying, her jade-like face raised with a mix of shame and resentment, glaring at Sun Zhe, while the two round fullness hanging on her chest bounced, unleashing dazzling waves of whiteness.

Amidst those white waves, a hint of red could be vaguely seen.

”You... You want to kill me, huh?”

Sun Zhe went straight to the point without a hint of foreplay, forcefully breaking in before she was ready, the dry friction causing tearing pain, making her want to kick Sun Zhe away.

But as time passed briefly, and gradually moistened by secretions, Li Zhishan began to feel the familiar tight and slippery sensation, suddenly feeling her body and soul filled, as if beauty reached deep into her soul.

”Hmm... you little bastard, you’re so bad.”

She raised her upper body, her hands tightly gripping Sun Zhe’s arms, her sharp, beautiful red nails almost piercing the skin, as if afraid Sun Zhe might escape.

”Squelch, squelch, squelch...”

Sun Zhe’s gaze burned like it wanted to ignite, thrusting with full force, staring intently at the smooth, snow-white big buns, watching them stretch to the limit, like a bun cut cleanly in the middle then stuffed with a large sausage, feeling quite impressed by the sight.

Before long.

The originally smooth and snowy buns were smeared with a layer of sticky condensed milk, gleaming with a moist shine, especially enticing.

And it seemed the ”condensed milk” was smeared a bit too much, causing it to drip and flow down.

”Sister Zhishan.”

Sun Zhe suddenly called.

”Hmm... yes, what’s up, little rascal?”

Sun Zhe removed his hands, then forcefully grabbed her ankles, closed her long, silky legs together and lifted them straight, saying, ”It’s so hot inside here!”

”Mm-hmm, do you like it then?”

”Puff, puff, puff, puff!”

Sun Zhe didn’t answer further, just continued with a more intense output.

A few minutes later, Li Zhishan clenched the sheet beneath her, shaking her jade-like head from side to side, screaming.

”Ahhhh... it’s coming, it’s coming!”

”Husband, naughty husband, wicked dead husband... I’m coming!”

”Ah—!”

Listening to the beauty’s random screams and feeling the violent convulsions from beneath, Sun Zhe gradually slowed his thrusting pace.

Hot juice forcefully erupted outward while inside it violently squirmed and contracted, almost making it difficult for him to hold back.

After quite a while, Li Zhishan finally caught her breath, looking at Sun Zhe with shy, resentful eyes, coquettishly saying, ”Husband, I want to eat frozen pears.”

Sun Zhe hadn’t reacted yet, doubtingly saying, ”It’s the middle of summer, where am I supposed to find frozen pears for you?”

Li Zhishan covered her mouth with a sweet laugh, ”Then lend me one frozen pear.”

Hearing this, Sun Zhe was taken aback, suddenly showing an expression of sudden realization, ”You want me to lend you a frozen pear, right?”

”Yes.”

Sun Zhe smiled mischievously, ”Then how about lending you a drunken pear to eat first?”

”Sounds good.”

”Shall I continue then, husband?”

”Come on, let me rest for a bit.”

”Your sisters are still outside waiting in line, you don’t have time to rest?”

Speaking, Sun Zhe already hugged her slender waist, easily flipping her over to lay her flat.

After a little ”adjustment,” the intense sounds spread again.

Forty minutes later.

Sun Zhe let out a long breath, withdrew backward, disregarding Li Zhishan who was still shouting and trembling crazily below, carrying the tool still covered with cream directly into the living room.

At this moment.

The remaining six women were leisurely engaging in some entertaining activities—four were playing mahjong, two were gaming.

”Who’s next?”

Upon hearing this, the group of women unanimously turned their heads to look at him, their eyes aligning on the tool, all faces turning red.

No one spoke.

Silence pervaded the scene.

Everyone had heard Li Zhishan’s ”wailing,” so they were all terrified.

Sun Zhe suddenly glanced at Meng Shiyang, who’s there cursing while gaming, said, ”Then let’s have Shiya.”

”Ah? Master, please don’t...”

Meng Shiyang, feigning distress, looked at Sun Zhe with a pleading gaze.

Sun Zhe raised his eyebrow, provoking, ”Weren’t you all wanting to teach me a lesson earlier? Now you’re all chickening out?”

Hearing this, Meng Shiyang let out a sweet hum, put down the game controller, stood up angrily, and walked towards him.

”Fine, I’m coming! Afraid of you?”

”...”

Shortly after.

As soon as they entered the room, Meng Shiyang couldn’t help but close the door urgently, then jumped into Sun Zhe’s arms, standing on tiptoes, offering her rosy lips.

Sun Zhe naturally hugged her slender waist, savoring the delicious pastry offered, an instant strawberry sweetness filling his mouth and nose.

Their slippery tongues tangled and fought in the narrow mouth until both were on the brink of suffocation before reluctantly separating to catch their breath.

Sun Zhe wiped his mouth, ”Why so sweet?”

”Hmm... wore lip balm.”

Sun Zhe laughed, his hands suddenly tightening on her waist.

Meng Shiyang instantly understood, kicking her legs and naturally jumped onto him, wrapping her legs around his waist.

”Master, I want more.”

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe leaned in for another kiss.

”Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle...”

After a moment.

After a bout of intense kissing, Sun Zhe carried her towards the big bed, set her standing by the side.

Meng Shiyang’s face was flushed, looking at Li Zhishan lying there like mud, gasping, softly said, ”Master, can you be gentle later?”

Sun Zhe pinched her chin, ”Weren’t you very spirited just now?”

”Ah, outside, lots of people, wanted to act... act more boldly.”

Sun Zhe laughed heartily, ”Really?”

”Really, not lying to you!”

Meng Shiyang’s face was full of bashfulness, stood on tiptoes, and gently bit his neck, sweetly saying, ”Remove my stockings, then tie my hands, okay?”

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe’s big hand reached down to touch, ”Did you wear any?”

”Yes, ultra-thin nude color, very hard to see with the naked eye.”

Sun Zhe felt carefully with his palm on her thighs, indeed confirming, then skillfully undid the buttons on her ultra-short denim shorts.

”Hmmph, annoying... why the shorts?”

Meng Shiyang twisted her slender waist, playfully cooperating with his removal.

Before long, Sun Zhe ended up with a nearly transparent stocking, light and airy, almost like holding a delicate smoke in his hand.

Meng Shiyang giggled sweetly, obediently knelt on the bed facing away from Sun Zhe, stretching her crossed wrists to her lower back.

”Go ahead, Master, tie me.”

Without a word, Sun Zhe went up and tied her.

”You two are playing... quite creatively.”

A voice suddenly came from the side, Li Zhishan spoke with a tone full of playfulness.

Meng Shiyang fearfully buried her head into the pillow.

Sun Zhe smiled, ”Why don’t you try it too?”

”Forget it, you two go ahead and play, I’m going to wash up.”

”...”