Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Looking at that massive tent, Xia Shiqing felt her heart flutter, and couldn’t help but recall that overwhelming sensation, making her inner thighs itch.

"Do you want me to use my feet?"

Sun Zhe nodded like a pecking chick.

"I really can’t deal with you."

Xia Shiqing sighed helplessly, unsure if she should be glad about her actions that night or regret them.

That night, after arguing with her husband, feeling distraught and desperately in need of comfort, she drank too much, which led her to succumb to temptation and gave this brat his current audacity.

While she was lost in thought, Sun Zhe stood up and pulled his pants and underwear down to his knees.

His muscular thighs, dense with hair, had powerful, wild lines.

A malicious root emerged from the thick dark brush, filled with aggression, making the Exquisite Empress Consort’s heart skip and mouth dry.

No matter how many times she saw this terrifying thing, it always frightened her.

She steadied her nerves, reached up and skillfully used the elastic band on her wrist to tie her fragrant hair into a ponytail, then slowly crouched down.

The intense masculine aroma instantly overwhelmed her.

The Exquisite Empress Consort’s eyes gradually lost focus, her mind swayed, and she felt overheated and itchy inside, extremely uncomfortable.

She reached out with a fair hand and grasped the hideous sight before her, looked up at Sun Zhe with feigned disgust, and said, "You’ve been suffocated in your pants all day, it stinks, can’t you wash it first?"

Sun Zhe gazed down at her, staying silent, but slightly moved his waist forward.

The hot thing slipped and stretched in her soft palm, the tip of the bright red, resplendent mushroom just touched her moist, shiny red lips.

Those vibrant lips shimmered with a glossy finish, obviously applied with lip gloss.

"What are you doing?"

Xia Shiqing furrowed her brows and retreated slightly, annoyedly slapping his waist.

Sun Zhe looked distressed, feeling as if he was burning inside, and urged, "Aunt hurry up, I can’t hold it anymore."

Xia Shiqing sighed lightly, brushed a few strands of disheveled fragrant hair behind her ear with one hand, then parted her lips and slowly moved forward.

"Mmm..."

Soon after.

The sensation of being enveloped in wet heat made Sun Zhe let out a strange sound, his large hands instinctively reaching out to hold her head tightly.

"Ah ah... Truly worthy of the Empress, this skill... Ah, can’t bear it!"

"Squelch, squelch, squelch..."

The Exquisite Empress Consort was soon entirely absorbed, eating with slurping sounds, as crystalline fragrant spit kept flowing from the corners of her stretched thin lips.

It seemed that hearing this sound from the man in front of her gave her a great sense of achievement.

Sun Zhe looked down at her serious and focused form, and couldn’t help but think of her status. The dual stimulation of mind and body quickly brought about a feeling.

About five minutes passed, Sun Zhe suddenly furrowed his brow, grabbed Xia Shiqing’s hair, signaling her to stop moving, as he violently thrust forward.

"Here it comes, it’s coming!"

"Splat! Splat! Splat!"

A cathartic eruption, the dense flow of Life Source Liquid seemed endless, one wave after another irrigating.

"Cough cough..."

After Sun Zhe withdrew, Xia Shiqing sat weakly on the ground, coughing and retching, with tears in her eyes that evoked pity.

"You little brat, trying to choke me to death?"

"Do it again, and believe me, I’ll bite it clean off!"

Sun Zhe paid no attention, exhaled deeply, and sat on the sofa, contemplating the origin of life and the universe’s end.

Xia Shiqing stood up, wiped her mouth with tissues, and said, "You’ve got your reward, now go eat."

Sun Zhe raised an eyebrow, "Is that all? Once isn’t enough."

Upon hearing this, the Exquisite Empress Consort looked at the still aggressive root, her heart fluttering, murmuring, "Are you even human?"

Sun Zhe smiled and said, "A wolf pup for the Empress Consort."

"Get lost!"

Xia Shiqing laughed lightly, kicked his calf playfully.

Sun Zhe looked at her pitifully, "I want more."

Xia Shiqing huffed, kicked off her right slipper, and lifted her leg, slowly sending a foot wrapped in sheer black silk toward him.

A while later.

When that tender foot, through a layer of tight black silk, stepped on those two heated sacks, the burst of beauty in that instant made Sun Zhe involuntarily open his mouth and chant.

"The Empress Consort’s silk feet, they are truly unique."

Xia Shiqing’s face turned rosy, she said nothing, just quietly used her feet to rub, secretly thinking these men are all perverts.

Actually, she had done this sort of thing many times before; the Emperor often asked her to do this.

"Empress."

While she was lost in thought, Sun Zhe suddenly called out.

"What’s up?"

Sun Zhe’s eyes were fiery, staring straight at her proud chest, "How about trying it here?"

"You’re the only one who makes such demands, hurry up and finish so we can eat!"

Xia Shiqing teased lightly, seemingly reluctant, but still withdrew her feet, squatting in front of the sofa, a slender hand reached into the neckline, slowly pulling down the already loose collar to reveal the lavender lace underwear inside.

Sun Zhe stared directly at those rounded plump things being gradually undressed by her, swallowing hard in secret, suddenly reaching to grab her arm and pulling her into his embrace, leaning in to bite.

The captivating snow-white softness, the rich fragrance, the dual sensory stimulation of sight and smell, made him feel he was about to go insane.

"Hey, don’t..."

Xia Shiqing’s slender waist twisted, yet she did not struggle too much, letting Sun Zhe greedily nibble.

"Mmm... be gentle, don’t use your teeth."

Sun Zhe turned a deaf ear, using his upper and lower teeth to catch that soft bouncy pink Yin Zhu, gently squeezing.

The tingling and numbing sensation made Xia Shiqing’s delicate body tremble fiercely, her sandalwood mouth slightly opened emitting a faint moan, her starry bright eyes gradually filling with sparkling waves, brimming with lingering allure.

"Ah, you’re a little rascal, spare me, will you?"

She looked down at his obsessed appearance, her tone soft and sweet: "Why do you act like a child, alright, I’ll help you get it out first, I still have to return to the palace later."

Sun Zhe reluctantly loosened his grip and pulled back, "Returning to see Uncle?"

Xia Shiqing giggled, pinching his nose with her hand, "Why, are you jealous?"

Sun Zhe smiled, "Why would I be jealous? I’m just worried you’ll argue with him again."

"Okay, let’s not talk about him."

Xia Shiqing moved to slide down the sofa, squatting between his knees, her upper body leaning forward, her hands cupping those rounded parts, enclosing them towards that menacing root from both sides.

"Mmm..."

The warm, soft squeeze felt like an electric current rushing through the body, making Sun Zhe feel so good his backbone went numb, unable to resist making a strange sound.

Xia Shiqing gave him a coquettish glance, then her fragrant lips murmured softly, her cheeks gradually puffing up, moments later her red lips positioned top to bottom aligned with that crimson brightness, slowly exhaling a stream of shiny scented saliva.

"Sizzle..."

With the lubrication of the aromatic saliva, lascivious sounds gradually spread throughout the living room.

Sun Zhe thought he could hold out for a long time, but he underestimated the woman who served the Emperor.

In less than ten minutes, he was defeated under the attack of the Exquisite Empress Consort.

Facing the rushing heat, Xia Shiqing couldn’t dodge, so her whole chest and neck were covered, and her originally fair and smooth face, delicate nose, red lips were all a sticky mess, as if covered in aloe juice.

Even her long eyelashes were hanging with white dew drops.

"Such a waste."

She was also aware of the preciousness of the Pure Yang Essence, glaring at Sun Zhe with annoyance, her fair fingers gently gathering the sticky mess into one spot, finally accumulating a large puddle in her palm.

Sun Zhe looked at the large puddle of Source Liquid in her palm, pouted and said, "Why not just forget about it, it feels kinda weird."

Xia Shiqing looked at him playfully, "When you were directly pouring it into my stomach before, why didn’t you say it felt weird?"

"Uh... that’s because."

"Ding-dong—!"

At that moment, the doorbell suddenly rang.

Sun Zhe hurriedly took out his phone to check the real-time surveillance at the door, his gaze slightly sinking, "It’s Jiang Qinglan. Why did she suddenly come?"

On hearing this, Xia Shiqing’s beautiful eyes lightly trembled, she hurriedly got up and ran towards the bathroom.

"Quickly tidy up, don’t let her find out."

"..."