Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

The soft moaning sounds slowly drifted through the air.

Chen Ruoyi tiptoed to hug Sun Zhe’s neck, passionately and greedily, as if completely forgetting herself.

Sun Zhe felt that the soft lilac was wantonly swirling in his mouth, momentarily overwhelmed.

Until she felt she was about to suffocate, Chen Ruoyi reluctantly pulled back, wiping away the shimmering thread on his lips with her fingertips, and said in a soft and charming voice, "Do you have a bed here?"

"Mm, inside."

"Carry me in."

Without a word, Sun Zhe lifted her horizontally, strode into the small cubicle, and placed her seated on the bed’s edge.

"You promised to treat me to seafood, is that still on?"

Chen Ruoyi’s face was shy, her almond eyes looking at him amorously, softly saying, "If you don’t mind, come on. But I took a shower before going out today."

Sun Zhe smiled silently, grabbed her left ankle, and pulled down the zipper on her long leather boots.

After taking off the boots, Sun Zhe stared intently and couldn’t help but be moved.

The white knee-high socks wrapped above her knees, two-thirds of the sock was pure white cotton, while the top third was spliced with transparent lace mesh, exquisitely as if it were a piece of art.

"Why are you looking at my feet?" Chen Ruoyi was somewhat embarrassed.

Sun Zhe looked up at her and smiled, "These socks are really beautiful."

"Really?"

Chen Ruoyi smiled sweetly, lifted her right leg to hand over her ankle to him, "Help me take off this boot too."

"Sure."

As Sun Zhe gently removed the boots, Chen Ruoyi also began to unbutton the side of her pleated short skirt, gently taking it off and neatly placing it aside.

Then when Sun Zhe looked up, he couldn’t help swallow hard, his eyes fixed.

The leg-wrapping stockings up to her navel gave a full bare skin sensation, glistening with a glossy sheen. Though thicker than ordinary stockings, they did not hide the beautiful lines, instead outlining the contours of her legs perfectly.

Noticing Sun Zhe’s gaze fixed on her, Chen Ruoyi’s face flushed, instinctively closing her legs, yet surprisingly making the triangular bulge in the middle more prominent.

Sun Zhe’s eyes heated up instantly, unable to restrain himself from reaching out.

"Ah..."

Just a light press seemed to trigger a switch, causing Chen Ruoyi’s body to tremble with a delicate moan.

As her waist twisted instinctively, Chen Ruoyi opened her legs slightly, reaching out to pinch Sun Zhe’s ear, asking, "Do you still want to eat seafood?"

Unable to restrain himself any longer, Sun Zhe leaned forward, fiercely burrowing with his face.

"Oh, it tickles, don’t do this... Hahaha..."

Chen Ruoyi giggled, her body shaking.

Even through two layers of fabric, Sun Zhe’s burrowing made her feel numb and unbearable, as if her soul was being burrowed out.

"Alright, alright, let me take it off first and you can continue."

Chen Ruoyi twisted her waist to dodge Sun Zhe’s burrowing face, then reached out to push him away with her hand against his forehead.

Then she reached her hands to her waist to grab the waistband of the stockings, intending to pull them down, but suddenly Sun Zhe pressed her hand.

"What’s the matter?"

Sun Zhe said, "Don’t take them off."

Seeing Sun Zhe’s playful expression, Chen Ruoyi instantly guessed his little intentions, coquettishly saying, "But these stockings are difficult to tear apart, and tearing will cause unsightly loose threads."

Sun Zhe pondered, then suddenly suggested, "How about cutting a hole with scissors?"

Chen Ruoyi playfully pinched his ear, "You’re so naughty, where did you learn this?"

Sun Zhe chuckled, flicked his wrist, and took out a pair of medical scissors from the White Jade Ring.

A moment later.

Sun Zhe put away the small scissors, satisfied as he stared at the beautiful scene emerging from the hole.

Amidst the dark lushness, a charming crimson was faintly visible.

His gaze gradually became feverish, "Yiyi, I’m going to apply my lip balm."

"Mm... then go ahead."

Chen Ruoyi naturally understood what he meant by "applying lip balm," suddenly feeling a bit nervous, but more anticipation.

Sitting on the bed with her legs open, both hands tightly gripping the sheets beside her thighs, she looked sweetly and tenderly at the handsome face before her, seemingly with emotion, "I didn’t expect such a dignified Martial Hero would be willing to do this for me... Ah, ah... Be gentle!"

But before she finished speaking, Sun Zhe had already taken the lead.

Melodious moaning filled the air, as if the air in the Undying Pavilion was also drenched in stickiness.

Much later.

Only when Chen Ruoyi reached the summit, did Sun Zhe stand up and wipe his mouth, stepping forward, ignoring the large pool of gleaming fluid on the floor, leaned over to help the now limp Chen Ruoyi sit up.

"Yiyi, you haven’t had breakfast yet, how about I treat you to a nutritious breakfast?"

"You’re so bad."

Chen Ruoyi playfully slapped his stomach, seeming unwilling yet her delicate white hand skilled at finding the zipper on his pants.

"You bad guy, always tormenting me, maybe I should bite it off!"

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe pretended to be horrified, "Oh no, you shouldn’t, otherwise what will you use next time?"

"..."

As time ticked away.

A martial artist wanting to see a doctor at the Undying Pavilion walked up to the door, was about to knock, when suddenly a fit of violent coughing came from behind the roller shutter door, interrupted by bouts of dry heaving.

"Oh dear, seems I’m late, probably the Pavilion Master is treating a patient inside."

"But what kind of illness is this? The coughing is so severe, and there’s dry heaving."

"Probably got injured."

"Oh well, I’ll come early next time."

"..."

At this moment.

Inside the small cubicle.

Chen Ruoyi sat on the bed wiping her mouth with a tissue, her eyes resentfully looking at Sun Zhe.

Those few moments had nearly made it come out through her nose.

Sun Zhe had a satisfied look on his face, wiping as he asked, "Have you had enough to eat?"

"Humph."

Chen Ruoyi snorted without looking at him.

Sun Zhe smirked mischievously, both knees onto the bed edge, slowly crawling towards her, "The upper mouth is fed, now time to feed the other mouth."

"Oh you don’t..."

Before Chen Ruoyi could react, her ankles were grabbed by Sun Zhe and lifted onto his shoulder.

...

A gentle yet intense battle lasted nearly an hour before concluding.

Looking at the weak and blissfully lying on the bed Chen Ruoyi, Sun Zhe felt truly satisfied, silently sighing at the high quality of this cultivation, tenderly and thoughtfully helping her clean up with tissues.

But the sticky fluid kept flowing out, unable to be wiped clean.

"Knock, knock, knock."

Just as he was about to carry Chen Ruoyi to the bathroom for a wash, a sudden knock on the door interrupted.

Chen Ruoyi’s unfocused dreamy eyes gradually returned some clarity, sitting up to ask, "Is there a patient here?"

Sun Zhe remained silent, looking somewhat impatient, secretly releasing his Divine Sense to investigate.

Unexpectedly, he was suddenly stunned.

Because the one knocking was Jiang Qinglan!

"My second aunt is here. Yiyi, hurry and get ready!"

"..."