Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

The air suddenly became quiet.

Sun Zhe looked at Xia Shiqing with a strange expression, and after a long while, he said, "Not really, are you serious?"

Xia Shiqing lifted her face in his arms, stared into his eyes, and retorted, "What do you think?"

"Uh..."

Sun Zhe awkwardly turned his face elsewhere, "I can tell you’re just joking."

"Slap!"

Xia Shiqing slapped his head, saying coyly, "Who’s your buddy? Every day, no respect at all, call me Auntie!"

"Oh."

"Oh, my ass. Come drink with Auntie!"

Sun Zhe sighed helplessly, reached out to push her away from his embrace, "Alright, alright, I’ll accompany you. I’ll go fight at the underground arena tomorrow."

Xia Shiqing took out her car key and tossed it to him, "You drive."

"No need, I have a car."

Saying this, he raised his hand and waved lightly towards the open space in front. In a flash of light, an Apollo supercar appeared out of nowhere.

Xia Shiqing was surprised, "Isn’t this the car my sister collects? How come it’s with you?"

"She went to Yang City last time and gave it to me. So, where are we going drinking?"

Xia Shiqing thought for a moment, "Let’s go to the KTV. I feel like singing."

"Okay, then I’ll randomly find one."

"No need, I’ll send you a location, it’s my friend’s place."

"..."

About twenty minutes later.

Following the navigation address Xia Shiqing sent to his phone, Sun Zhe found the KTV she mentioned in a bustling business district.

Inside a lavish and extravagant private room, colorful lights shone.

Sun Zhe sat honestly on the sofa, watching the pairs of long legs encased in flesh-colored stockings pass by outside the private room door, suddenly feeling a bit excited and silently admitting that the quality of girls here was indeed good.

"Slap!"

In the midst of his thoughts, Xia Shiqing, holding a microphone, walked behind him and slapped his head, saying coyly, "What are you looking at?"

"Uh... I’m not looking at anything."

Xia Shiqing smiled meaningfully, "You like those long legs? How about I call a few post-2000s in for you to choose?"

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe quickly waved his hands, knowing this was a fatal test from Xia Shiqing, and said seriously, "No need, really no need, do I look like that kind of person?"

Xia Shiqing couldn’t help but roll her eyes at him and said, "No."

Sun Zhe laughed, "Then that’s it."

Unexpectedly, Xia Shiqing said, "You are that kind of person!"

Sun Zhe was momentarily speechless.

Xia Shiqing said nothing more, walked with her pair of long, sexy stocking-clad legs around to the front of the sofa, and sat beside him, her eyes staring at the large screen ahead.

As the music accompaniment began, melodious singing flowed from her lips, sounding like a heavenly voice.

Sun Zhe quietly watched her exquisite profile, inwardly sighing that this Auntie sings quite well.

A brief moment.

When the song finished, Sun Zhe turned to look at her, hesitant to speak.

Xia Shiqing picked up a glass of wine and handed it to him, "Say what you want to say."

Sun Zhe took the wine glass and asked, "Auntie, are you unhappy today?"

Xia Shiqing was silent for a while, then said, "I argued with him when I went back to the palace earlier."

Sun Zhe: "With my uncle?"

"Yes."

Sun Zhe cautiously asked, "Why did you two argue?"

"It’s about my son."

Hearing this, Sun Zhe was stunned for a moment, then laughed, "Speaking of, I’ve never met my cousin. If you have time, why not take me to see him?"

Xia Shiqing, however, said, "He died when he was one year old."

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe fell silent, the smile on his face gradually freezing.

"Sorry, I didn’t know about this."

"It’s okay, it’s all in the past," Xia Shiqing said, raising her glass to drink it all in one go. "Before I returned to the palace, I went to see him at his grave."

"..."

After a long while.

Through Xia Shiqing’s unabashed recollection, Sun Zhe learned that it was the current Empress who had caused Xia Shiqing’s son’s death.

And his uncle Emperor, even knowing the truth, still heavily favored the Empress, not doing anything about her.

Later, because the Empress gave birth to a son, she was made the Empress by the Emperor.

Yet Xia Shiqing, who should have been the Empress, is now just the Empress Consort.

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe was also very angry, directly accompanying Xia Shiqing in downing several glasses of wine.

A long time passed.

After several bottles of wine were finished, both of them were a bit tipsy.

The air in the private room seemed to become thick.

Xia Shiqing linked her arm through Sun Zhe’s, leaning her head on his shoulder, her eyes fixed on the large screen in front, occasionally humming a few lines of lyrics.

Sun Zhe silently sighed, wanting to offer some words of comfort but unable to find a way to start.

"Little Zhe."

Amidst the silence, Xia Shiqing suddenly called out.

"Yeah, what’s up?"

With a veil of drunkenness, Xia Shiqing’s eyes seemed to glisten, as if about to overflow, she looked at him and said, "Can you touch me for a moment?"

"This... This might not be good?"

Sun Zhe forced a strange smile on his face.

Xia Shiqing discontentedly hummed, taking the initiative to grab his hand and place it on her stocking-clad leg.

The smooth feeling suddenly exploded and spread through Sun Zhe’s palm.

Gradually, Second Master Sun started to react, beginning to raise his head.

Xia Shiqing looked at the obvious "Pyramid" in front of her, her heart stirring, and she couldn’t help but recall the terrifying beast she had seen before.

"Would something that frightening be satisfying if it came in?"

She thought to herself, not knowing if it was because of the alcohol or emotional emptiness, she somehow lost control, like a ghost’s whims, she reached out and touched that plump hot mass.

Sun Zhe’s body shuddered, momentarily stiffening, looking sharply at her, retracting his hand from caressing her stocking-clad leg, and awkwardly said, "Auntie, this... this isn’t appropriate."

"Don’t speak!"

Xia Shiqing scolded playfully, glaring at him with her face up, and muttered, "You’re already reacting, what are you pretending for?"

Sun Zhe was left speechless, honestly thinking it’s normal to react, right?

Besides, I wasn’t pretending.

He smiled awkwardly, "Auntie, we really can’t do this."

"I’m not afraid, why are you?"

Sun Zhe found it hard to accept, "But we..."

Not expecting her to suddenly move to lie on his lap, she quickly unzipped his pants, skillfully pulling down his briefs.

In an instant, a beast radiating a fierce male aura suddenly leaped out, even warming the air around it.

Its gleaming crimson head, as large as a duck’s egg, was right against her delicate, moist red lips.

Sun Zhe looked down at it, slowly exhaled, and gradually closed his eyes.

"Auntie, this really isn’t good."

Xia Shiqing wrapped her hand around it, the scorching sensation passing through her palm, causing her delicate body to tremble involuntarily.

"Why isn’t it good?"

"You’re my aunt!" Sun Zhe gritted his teeth, "Honestly, I can’t hold back, but I always feel..."

Xia Shiqing giggled disdainfully, "Useless little wimp, can’t you make it? What are you afraid of? It’s not like I’m going to give you kids."

"You don’t say, I don’t say, no one knows."

"Didn’t you say you’d promise me one thing?"

Sun Zhe clenched his teeth, "I did say that."

"Then good, what I want you to promise is, tonight, do everything I say."

"..."