Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 165: Warning Han Xinyue

Upon hearing Sun Zhe’s words, Han Xinyue gently narrowed her charming almond eyes, staring at him. "What is your relationship with Lin Miao?"

SLAP!

However, her only answer was Sun Zhe’s merciless slap. He didn’t strike her face, but rather the round, plump globes of her breasts.

Sun Zhe tilted his head back slightly, gazing down at the woman sitting on his stomach. "I’m the one asking questions here, not the other way around," he said with a smirk. "And is this the attitude you should have when speaking to me?"

Han Xinyue felt utterly helpless. Suppressing her anger, she said softly, "According to the information I have, you don’t seem to have any relationship with Lin Miao. Why are you concerned about her?"

"Because I am the Witch Master of Jiewu Palace," Sun Zhe stated bluntly.

At his words, Han Xinyue’s beautiful eyes widened. She stared at Sun Zhe in disbelief, her gaze filled with shock. Yet, it wasn’t his identity as the Witch Master of Jiewu Palace that surprised her, but his constitution. She knew that only someone with the Pure Yang Holy Body could become the Witch Master of Jiewu Palace.

"That’s right, I arranged for someone to break Lin Miao’s leg," Han Xinyue admitted directly, not beating around the bush. "But my original target was her sister, Lin Yingchun."

She gave Sun Zhe a deep look and continued, "Since you are the Witch Master of Jiewu Palace, you should know that your Jiewu Palace and our Jade Fox Sect have been locked in constant conflict, both open and secret, since ancient times. This struggle has been passed down through generations and continues to this day."

"You can think I’m insidious and despicable; I won’t deny it. But over the years, Jiewu Palace has been just as ruthless toward our Jade Fox Sect."

"For example... that Secret Technique you used on me last time is one of Jiewu Palace’s methods."

"My mother, my younger brother, my younger sister... they were all killed by people from Jiewu Palace."

Hearing this, Sun Zhe fell silent for a moment before suddenly asking, "Was it you who placed the talisman on Lin Shuqing’s throat?"

Han Xinyue chuckled lightly. "I don’t possess such skills, but it was indeed done by someone from our Jade Fox Sect. So, what now? Are you going to take your anger out on me? Or kill me to avenge her?"

Sun Zhe smiled indifferently. "I just want to warn you. From now on, whatever you’re planning, you’d better stop."

Han Xinyue huffed and looked away. "Things are already like this. After what you’ve said, what else can I possibly do? You used that Secret Technique to plant something in my body that can control my True Qi at any time. Now I’m completely powerless before you."

"So you’d better be obedient," Sun Zhe said. "That’s the only way to ensure your safety and your family’s."

Han Xinyue shot him a resentful look, then changed the subject. "Just how long are you going to keep me pinned down?"

At that moment, Sun Zhe’s hand was still pressing on her waist. She tried to move but couldn’t, feeling only an unbearable itch and heat spreading from deep within her.

"What, is your pussy itching now?" Sun Zhe joked. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

During their conversation, he had been quietly injecting some of his Pure Yang True Qi into her body. It was an aphrodisiac more potent than any other.

Han Xinyue glared at him, biting her rosy lips without a word. She wanted to see just how long Sun Zhe could hold back.

Just then, Sun Zhe slowly released his hand.

She rejoiced internally, immediately beginning to sway her supple hips with eagerness.

Sun Zhe leaned back comfortably on the sofa, quietly admiring the sight of her riding up and down on his stomach, her starry eyes half-closed. Her overflowing nectar slicked everything, and each time her soft, springy hips lifted, glistening threads stretched from his lower abdomen.

Sun Zhe reached out, pinching the rosy bud atop one of her snowy peaks between two fingers. "Are you just going to enjoy yourself?" he asked suddenly.

"Then why don’t you take over?" Han Xinyue replied coquettishly.

"I can, but I hope you don’t regret it later."

At his words, Han Xinyue’s face suddenly went pale, a certain memory flashing through her mind. But before she could speak, Sun Zhe grabbed her, violently flipping her over and pinning her beneath him.

"Sun Zhe, don’t! Let me do it myself, alright?" she pleaded. The memory of that night of wild humiliation sent a chill through her body and soul.

Sun Zhe said nothing, his expression growing fierce. He planted his feet firmly on the floor, gripped her two stockinged legs, held them tightly together high in the air, and, assuming a horse stance as he sank his hips, began to pound into her furiously.

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

"Aaahhh..."

Faced with Sun Zhe’s wide, powerful assault, Han Xinyue’s head thrashed wildly and her eyes rolled back. She even reached a hand down, crazily kneading the tender bud nestled in her fragrant mound, revealing a rare, wanton side.

The scorching giant instantly ignited her wanton heat, making her mind go blank as all thought ceased.

Gritting his teeth, Sun Zhe gradually increased his speed, each thrust mercilessly piercing her to the core, breaking past the tender flower at the end of the passage. As the savage, ugly dragon surged in and out, her nectar and slick juices flew everywhere. In just a short time, a ring of white fluid had already pooled at its base.

"Aahh... Sun Zhe, slow down..."

"I’m begging you... I can’t take it anymore..." Han Xinyue shook her head weakly, letting out pitiful, soft cries.

Her stocking-clad feet were draped over Sun Zhe’s shoulders, their red-polished, crystalline toes curled up tightly. The large, white globes of her chest swayed with the rhythm of his thrusts, creating alluring waves.

Her starry eyes were half-closed as she watched the man with the ferocious expression violating her. A complex emotion flickered in their depths.

He’s the enemy who crippled my son. I hate him so much I want to tear him to shreds right now. But why... why is there a hint of reluctance deep in my heart? Why do I even want to be with him all the time? Can a woman truly be conquered by a man like this? After experiencing true pleasure, does a woman really become a slave to desire?

"No... that’s not it," she muttered.

Han Xinyue abruptly bit down on her lip, halting her wild thoughts. She reached out and grabbed Sun Zhe’s waist forcefully, her sharp, beautiful nails digging into his flesh as if in retaliation.

I’ll just treat him as my little pet, serving me! One day, I’ll chop him to pieces!

Suddenly, Sun Zhe released her legs. He switched his grip, grabbing the hollows of her knees and pressing her legs onto her chest, almost folding her body in half. Then, he began pounding down from above!

This new, downward angle allowed the unusually long member to easily break past the delicate flower and enter the deep palace. The indescribable, aching, numbing sensation made her eyes roll back and her delicate body go taut.

"Sun Zhe... spare me..."

Sun Zhe ignored her, only becoming more relentless.

KNOCK, KNOCK, KNOCK...

Just then, there was an unexpected knock at the door.

Sun Zhe frowned slightly. Activating his Yin Yang X-ray Vision, he looked back and saw that the person knocking was none other than Zhou Chenhao.

"You slut, your man is here. Want to invite him in to watch?"

Han Xinyue bit her pink lip hard, glaring resentfully at Sun Zhe. She didn’t know how he knew about her real relationship with Zhou Chenhao, but she didn’t care. "Are you crazy? If he comes in, what will I do?"

Sun Zhe just smiled indifferently and continued his ferocious assault. "Then you can get rid of him yourself."

At that moment, Zhou Chenhao’s voice came from outside the door. "Xinyue, are you in there?"