Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

"This... might be a bit inappropriate, don’t you think?"

"What, you don’t want to?" Jiang Qinglan’s eyes were sultry.

Sun Zhe glanced around, forcing a smile on his face.

How could he not want to? It’s just that this private room isn’t hidden, with three of the four walls made of glass, clearly exposing the people in the adjoining rooms.

If they were to do it here, how explosive would that be?

People in the next room would probably profit greatly—paying for one ticket, yet getting to see two spectacular live shows.

Seeing Sun Zhe’s hesitation, Jiang Qinglan suddenly stood on tiptoes, using her crystal-clear lips to gently nibble his earlobe, "I’ve set an illusion array, only we can see next door, they can’t see us."

"Are you still afraid now?"

Hearing this, Sun Zhe quieted down, and after a moment, suddenly made a decision, squatting down directly.

"Why would I be scared? I’m just afraid you won’t last."

Even Jiang Qinglan wasn’t afraid, why should he be?

Even if people really did see, it would be the Empress who’d lose out.

Sun Zhe squatted in front of her, looking up with a strange expression: "Really want to do this?"

"Hmph!"

Jiang Qinglan’s delicate hand pressed down on his head, her voice coy, "Who told you to leave me hanging yesterday?"

Sun Zhe felt wronged, "How did I leave you hanging?"

"You were busy with your celebrity yesterday."

Sun Zhe, feeling frustrated, said, "Didn’t you say you were just dropping by to see me yesterday?"

"You knew perfectly well I came specifically to see you."

"I..."

Sun Zhe suddenly felt even more wronged than Dou E.

Yesterday, when Jiang Qinglan came to his house, he didn’t think much of it, really believing she was just dropping by.

"Ah, a woman’s heart is a needle in the sea."

"Doesn’t matter, you must make it up to me today."

Hearing this, Sun Zhe let out a sigh, not saying more, reaching out with both hands to pull up her tight skirt, doing so naturally and familiarly.

As the skirt was lifted up, the glossy forbidden zone shone into Sun Zhe’s eyes.

He was surprised to find that beneath the thin and shiny silk was... nothing!

"Damn... Empress, you’re well-prepared, going commando."

Sun Zhe’s eyes heated up.

The film-like silk clung seamlessly to her skin without a single wrinkle, accentuating a graceful line and a soft bulge in the inverted triangle area, with a hint of wildness beneath the lush dark curls.

Sun Zhe swallowed secretly, inching closer as a unique fragrance wafted to his nose, unable to resist using the pad of his thumb to rub.

"Mmm..."

Jiang Qinglan looked down as his handsome face drew closer, frowning slightly and softly moaning, a slender silk-clad leg lifting slightly, offering Sun Zhe a better angle.

In just a moment, a dark stain appeared in the center seam of the thin stockings, the sticky spots slowly seeping into the dense fibers, gradually forming a white smear, making the glossy sheen even more three-dimensional and enticing.

"Rip—!"

At the moment the Absolutely Stunning Empress secretly enjoyed the moment, the tearing sound of fabric suddenly echoed through the private room.

Sun Zhe, with eyes burning, immediately moved in eagerly.

"Sizzle, sizzle..."

The decadent sounds quickly filled the air.

Jiang Qinglan’s eyebrows knitted more tightly, her alluring eyeshadowed Phoenix eyes losing their usual pride, leaving only deep spring emotion.

"You little rascal, you’re so skilled..."

"Thinking about you doing this to others, I get so jealous."

"Ah... just like that, yes... deeper..."

Sun Zhe remained silent, enjoying both Xie Yunwan’s heavenly voice on stage and the Absolutely Stunning Empress’s heavenly voice above him, focused and absorbed.

"Mm, oh, Little Zhe, don’t... mmm... I can’t stand it!"

As Sun Zhe tried delving deeper, Jiang Qinglan’s body suddenly shook as if shocked, a slender hand reaching out to brace his forehead firmly.

Sun Zhe stepped back a bit, his tongue playfully sliding out a gleaming line, giving her a meaningful look, "Can’t handle it? Want to switch?"

"Hmph, let’s do it!"

Not wanting to be undone before they even started, Jiang Qinglan repressed the exquisite pleasure.

Once Sun Zhe stood up, the Absolutely Stunning Empress eagerly squatted down, deftly dancing her delicate hands, letting the ferocity hit her face.

Inhaling the masculine scent hitting her nose, the Absolutely Stunning Empress became mesmerized, her mouth opening as she leaned her head sideways toward it.

"Ah... satisfied!"

Sun Zhe grasped her fragrant soft hair with both hands, his face full of rapture.

"Slurp, slurp, slurp..."

The Absolutely Stunning Empress focused and earnest, using her skills.

Her fragrant tongue alongside her sweet saliva quickly moved and swirled, leaving no nerve untouched.

Within only a few minutes, Sun Zhe couldn’t help but utter a strange howl, tugging her head still with his hands clutching the Absolutely Stunning Empress’s hair.

Time seemed to stall.

About ten seconds later, Sun Zhe exhaled deeply, slowly drawing back.

"Ha..."

Jiang Qinglan collapsed weakly onto the ground, her face upturned and mouth agape, her beautiful eyes glimmering, murmuring, "Baby, you have so much, like a big milk cow."

From Sun Zhe’s angle, he could see her mouth filled completely, with excess dripping from the corners.

At that moment, the Absolutely Stunning Empress’s throat began to work, and the white inside gradually sank away.

Watching her like this, Sun Zhe could no longer contain himself, like a madman, he suddenly yanked Jiang Qinglan’s delicate body off the floor, pulling down her already loose neckline to release her whiteness, then turning her to press against the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window.

The two milky rounds squeezed into pancakes on the glass in an instant.

"Empress, here I come."

Sun Zhe, grasping the wet, still unspent ferocity, slowly pressed against the Absolute Stunning Empress from behind.

"Mm!"

With Sun Zhe’s forceful entry, Jiang Qinglan’s brows sharply drew together, her long graceful swan neck craning upward, her face an expression of apparent pain.

Her long, glossy silk-clad legs tautened and trembled, instinctively standing on tiptoe, while the toes wrapped in sheer stockings curled tightly, as if to ease the deep penetration discomfort.

"Mm, mm... baby, take it easy, it’s too deep!"

But Sun Zhe paid no mind, his big hands clamped to her slender waist like iron, mustering all his strength in a wild assault.

"Boom, boom, boom, boom..."

The high-frequency impacts echoed through the small private room.

With each collision, Sun Zhe almost exerted all his might, as if trying to send her soaring into the sky.

In just a few brief moments, white froth emerged.

Amidst the cheering from the concert outside, Jiang Qinglan’s graceful neck arched as she cried out, her long hair wildly whipping, all traces of her usual regal poise gone.

"Ah, ah, ah, baby I can’t take it!"

"It’s coming, it’s coming!"

"Harder!"

"..."