Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 132: Ye Qiao’s Scheme

Time passed slowly in Ye Qiao’s room. Sun Zhe was sitting cross-legged on the bed, engrossed in his cultivation, when the door was suddenly pushed open. Looking up, he saw that it was Lin Yingchun.

At this moment, Lin Yingchun was wearing her Korean-style school uniform again, and her fragrant long hair was neatly styled. The center-parted hairstyle made her look even more aloof and noble, making it hard for others to look at her directly. However, Sun Zhe noticed her walking posture was a bit odd, as if her legs were injured.

Seeing her holding a brand new bedsheet as she walked over on her long, slender legs clad in black stockings, Sun Zhe curiously asked, "Didn’t you go to class?"

Upon hearing this, Lin Yingchun couldn’t help but roll her eyes at him. That part of me is all swollen, and I can barely walk straight. How am I supposed to go to class?

"I’m here to change the sheets... It wouldn’t be good if your sister found out." Her face flushed with embarrassment, and her voice was barely a whisper.

Hearing her words, Sun Zhe looked down and noticed a large, damp patch on the bedsheets, stained with a hint of crimson.

Lin Yingchun stood by the bed, fanning the air in front of her nose with her hand. She said coyly, "You should go out for a while. This room is filled with... filled with that strange smell. I don’t know how you can stand it."

Sun Zhe looked at her meaningfully and smiled. "It’s the scent you left behind. Just smell it a little more, and you’ll get used to it."

"Ugh, just get out already!" Lin Yingchun pinched his arm in annoyance. This aloof school belle goddess was now acting like a shy, flustered sweetheart.

Sun Zhe obediently got off the bed and walked out of the room naked. As he walked, he muttered, "I must be the most pathetic Witch Master ever. Even one of my own disciples dares to boss me around."

Lin Yingchun turned to look at his ridiculous yet lewd appearance and couldn’t help but smile. She suddenly asked, "What do you want to eat? I’ll go buy it for you after I change the sheets."

Sun Zhe quickly said, "No need, Qiaoqiao will bring me something at noon."

Lin Yingchun’s face darkened. "I insist on buying it for you!"

"Uh... then braised pork, please."

...

Forcefully ejected from the room, Sun Zhe could only head to the balcony to get some fresh air. While stretching, he happened to glimpse the intimate apparel hanging overhead to dry.

Lacy panties, white stockings, black stockings, sheer stockings, sexy and delicate bras... The colorful assortment had every variety imaginable.

Looking at the exquisite and beautiful garments hanging overhead, he couldn’t help but recall the sight of Lin Yingchun panting beneath him earlier. His recently calmed Yang Qi began to stir uncontrollably once more.

In just a flash, that limp worm raised its head to the sky, transforming into a mighty dragon!

Damn it... not again! Sun Zhe lamented inwardly. He had a real love-hate relationship with the Yin Yang Sacred Heart Technique he cultivated.

Suddenly, a slight breeze blew past. A black stocking hanging overhead was swept down by the wind. It drifted softly past his nose and landed in a delicate pile on the ground, leaving behind nothing but a faint, sweet fragrance.

He glanced around, then bent down to pick up the stocking, intending to hang it back up.

CLICK.

Just then, the door was pushed open.

Lin Yingchun walked out with the dirty sheets, came onto the balcony, and saw Sun Zhe’s erect ’gun’ and the black stocking in his hand.

It was unclear what thought crossed her mind, but her face instantly turned red, and her gaze toward Sun Zhe was filled with a faint disdain and contempt.

Seeing her reaction, Sun Zhe immediately panicked.

"Uh, well... Yingchun, let me explain. I don’t have a fetish like that, and I’m not a pervert. The wind just blew it down. I was just helping... helping to pick it up and hang it back up."

Lin Yingchun, however, said nothing. She just nodded meaningfully, leaving it unclear whether she believed him or not.

She walked over and tossed the sheets into the washing machine. Then, looking at Sun Zhe, she said softly, "That stocking is mine. If you like it... you can have it."

She quickly added, "But you can’t do anything shameless with it! Just... just keep it as a collector’s item!"

Sun Zhe: "..."

He was momentarily at a loss for words.

He suddenly chuckled bitterly. "Yingchun, you’ve really misunderstood me!"

Lin Yingchun rolled her eyes, said nothing, and turned to leave.

"I’ll go buy you some food."

Sun Zhe hurriedly chased after her. "This is a serious issue that affects my image! Yingchun, please, just listen to me..."

But Lin Yingchun suddenly quickened her pace and fled from the suite. And Sun Zhe, being naked, didn’t dare to chase her out into the hallway. 𝕗𝐫𝐞𝕖𝕨𝐞𝗯𝚗𝕠𝘃𝐞𝚕.𝐜𝗼𝚖

"Sigh!"

My image is ruined! She probably thinks I’m a total pervert now. Sun Zhe stared at the ceiling and sighed in tearless frustration, regretting his sudden impulse to go out onto the balcony for some air.

...

Time flew by quickly, and in the blink of an eye, two days had passed.

That day, as soon as Sun Zhe woke up, the first thing he did was circulate his energy to check his condition. Upon finding that his injuries had fully healed, he decided to leave.

After all, it was rather inappropriate and quite inconvenient for a grown man like him to be staying in a girls’ dormitory, living day and night with three of the top school beauties. Although, such an experience was a fantasy that countless men wouldn’t even dare to dream of.

After washing up, Sun Zhe changed into the clothes Ye Qiao had bought for him from off-campus. He then walked out of his room to find Ye Qiao practicing her dance routine on the balcony.

"Qiaoqiao, I should head back."

"Then, are your injuries all better?"

Sun Zhe nodded. "Yeah, pretty much."

Ye Qiao wiped the fragrant sweat from her face with a tissue. She looked the handsome young man up and down, then nodded in satisfaction, feeling a slight sense of accomplishment. The handsome guy before her was dressed head to toe in clothes she had bought for him, right down to his underwear and socks.

"See? The clothes I bought for you really suit you."

Sun Zhe laughed. "It just goes to show my sister has good taste."

"Bro, are you really leaving? You’re not going to stay a few more days?"

"Yeah, since my injuries are healed, it’s best if I head back soon."

Ye Qiao suddenly said, "Then take off your clothes."

"Huh?" Sun Zhe was completely confused. "Why take off my clothes?" He then broke into a mischievous smile. "Don’t tell me... this early in the morning... you’re thinking about ’it’ again?"

Ye Qiao rolled her eyes and said coyly, "As if! Who’d even be interested?" Then, a sly smile appeared on her face as she stared at Sun Zhe mysteriously. "Actually, I’ve been waiting a long time for you to leave."

Hearing this, Sun Zhe grew even more puzzled, not understanding what she meant.

Ye Qiao said seriously, "You’re a grown man. Do you really think it’s appropriate for you to just walk out of our girls’ dorm?"

Sun Zhe was stunned for a moment, realizing this was indeed a problem.

"So what should I do?"

Ye Qiao snapped her fingers. "Exactly! That’s why Shiyan, Yingchun, and I already have a plan. On the day you leave, we’re going to disguise you as a girl. That’s the only way to get you out of the dorm smoothly."

"Disguise me as a girl?" Sun Zhe’s eyes widened. A bad premonition washed over him, and he turned to bolt.

But Ye Qiao was too quick. She chased after him and held him in a tight hug, shouting, "Shiyan! Yingchun! Get out here, quick! I can’t hold him by myself!"

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