Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

”Puchi, puchi, puchi...”

The squishy sound was incessant, drifting through the air as if it were palpable and infectious.

Sun Zhe felt a bit bewildered as he watched the Empress and the Empress Consort squatting side by side in front of him, secretly sighing at how terrifyingly powerful women’s jealousy could be; they could do anything.

He didn’t know where exactly things went wrong, leading to the two women suddenly deciding on a ”duo queue.”

”Go away, this is my treasure... zizz...”

Jiang Qinglan forcefully nudged Xia Shiqing, who was right beside her, to the side and quickly grabbed the food to eat.

But Xia Shiqing was not willing to yield either, pushing her away in turn and snatching it, impatiently opening her mouth to eat.

”Ah... sisisi...”

Sun Zhe gasped, his face filled with a delighted expression.

Even though the two women bickered and fought over it, he was more than happy to enjoy it.

However, seeing the two ladies almost coming to blows over the food, he felt a bit worried.

”Hey, could you two stop fighting over it? It’s hurting the mood.”

”Why don’t we take turns?”

Upon hearing this, Xia Shiqing, who was in the middle of devouring the food, suddenly paused, spat it out, and gave him a cold glance. ”Shut up, it’s not your turn to speak.”

”I...” Sun Zhe felt frustrated, his chest filled with grievance.

But he understood that these two highly influential women saw him as a battlefield, and the battle was naturally over the flag.

Time passed bit by bit.

Seeing the two ladies ready to go to war over the food, Sun Zhe could no longer hold back. He suddenly grabbed both of them and forcibly pulled them up from the ground.

”Damn it, enough is enough!”

”These are parts of my body; I decide how to allocate them!”

”Now, please, Empress, lie down.”

He pointed to the bed, speaking to Jiang Qinglan in a commanding tone, then turned to Xia Shiqing, ”As for you, Empress Consort, lay atop the Empress’s stomach!”

Hearing Sun Zhe’s words, both women were stunned, instantly fantasizing about the provocative scene.

Xia Shiqing stared blankly at Sun Zhe, suddenly feeling that the usually easily controlled young man had become quite domineering.

”Will you go or not? If not, I’ll leave and let you two play by yourselves.”

Jiang Qinglan pouted begrudgingly, heading over to the bed as Sun Zhe instructed.

Then Sun Zhe turned his attention to Xia Shiqing.

He truly hadn’t expected that, to outmatch Jiang Qinglan, Xia Shiqing had specially changed into a battle outfit.

The thin, glossy black silk looked as delicate as cicada’s wings, adorned with many gold and blue butterfly patterns, adding a touch of dynamism to the sexy and mysterious aura, paired with black patent leather high heels with red soles, it was the epitome of ”bewitching allure.”

The semi-transparent mesh dress only hinted at the scenery beneath, more enticing than revealing everything outright.

”Do you like it?”

Seeing Sun Zhe’s intense gaze on her, Xia Shiqing blushed, lifting her skirt slightly to flaunt her graceful figure to him.

Sun Zhe secretly chuckled but kept a straight face, gently pushing her, ”You go over there and get on top first.”

”Oh.”

Thinking of being on top of Jiang Qinglan, Xia Shiqing inexplicably felt a sense of superiority.

After a while.

Looking at the Empress Consort and the Empress embracing each other face to face, Sun Zhe felt like he was about to ignite, suddenly letting out a strange roar, hastily climbing onto the bed.

Jiang Qinglan gazed at him with seductive, misty eyes, using her own hands to open up, ”Little Zhe, hurry up... I can’t stand it.”

Xia Shiqing twisted her slender waist, ”Little Zhe, ignore her, come to me first.”

Sun Zhe, however, maintained a serious expression, looking down at the ”twin lotuses” tightly pressed together, noticing how they were already soaked and overflowing, he couldn’t help but swallow a mouthful of saliva.

”Thirty times each, no more for anyone, but no less either.”

”...”

The passionate battle raged on, continuing until past three in the morning when it finally subsided.

After the intense clash, Sun Zhe was utterly drained, feeling as if all his strength had been sucked dry, he collapsed and fell asleep as soon as he turned over.

When he eventually woke up naturally, it was already after noon.

Jiang Qinglan was nowhere to be seen, likely having returned to the palace for some business; her lingering, delicate fragrance was all that remained in the air.

Meanwhile, Xia Shiqing lay sleeping in Sun Zhe’s arms like a small, lazy cat.

”Hiss... my waist!”

Sun Zhe couldn’t help but inhale sharply, gently pushing Xia Shiqing away, he got out of bed, rubbing his waist as he headed to the bathroom, where he looked at his disheveled self in the mirror and let out a long sigh.

”Women, once they start to fight over attention, are truly unstoppable.”

”I thought the Empress was just a pushover, but it turns out she’s quite ferocious when she gets serious.”

”And as for the Empress Consort who practices the Celestial Yin Technique... she’s simply inhuman!”

”But I’m not at a loss. If I can digest these Yin essence I’ve absorbed, I might reach Tier Seven.”

While Sun Zhe was making notes on the aftermath of the battle, a soft voice came from behind him, ”What are you daydreaming about?”

”Uh... nothing.”

Sun Zhe looked in the mirror at Xia Shiqing, who was drowsily staring at him, offering a sheepish smile, ”You’re awake?”

Xia Shiqing gave him a push, walking awkwardly towards the toilet.

”Move, I need the toilet.”

Before long, the sound of ”zizz” filled the air.

Sun Zhe looked at Xia Shiqing sitting on the toilet, ”By the way, remember to give me the Spiritual Pressure Treasure Ring later; I need to go to the underground fighting zone.”

”...”

After tidying up, Sun Zhe left, driving straight to the underground fighting zone.

Upon arriving at the Undying Pavilion, he saw Chen Ruolong, Chen Ruoyi, and Feng Ling playing cards.

Chen Ruolong, apparently losing a lot of money, approached Sun Zhe, wearing a look of deep distress, ”Boss, you’re finally here; if you had delayed any longer, I would have lost even my underwear!”

Sun Zhe scoffed, ”I doubt anyone would want your underwear anyway.”

Feng Ling covered her mouth and giggled, asking, ”Pavilion Master, you mentioned in the group that you wouldn’t take jobs today; do you have other plans?”

Sun Zhe nodded, ”I’m fighting in the martial ring today.”

”...”

Martial Arts District.

Seeing Sun Zhe carrying a large sword towards the registration area, the surrounding Martial Artists cast astonished looks in his direction.

”Is Dead Ghost registering for the martial ring again?”

”Wasn’t he crippled by Qi Xue a few days ago? How can he still fight?”

”Nonsense, don’t you know that Dead Ghost is the Pavilion Master of the Undying Pavilion? He’s the Immortal Divine Doctor, so he must have healed his injuries.”

The news of Dead Ghost registering for the martial ring once more quickly dominated the trending topic section of the underground fighting zone app, attracting widespread attention.

...

In a villa at Jingtian Forest Garden.

Qi Xue furrowed her brows slightly, putting down her handbag and picking up her phone.

”Has this waste really healed himself?”

”Heh... since you dare to step into the ring, I’ll cripple you again!”

With this thought, she stood up, unfastened the side buckle of her short skirt, removed it, and tossed it aside, before also taking off the flesh-colored stockings she had just put on.

She initially planned to go shopping today to buy something, but after seeing the trending topic, her mind was filled with thoughts of Sun Zhe.

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