Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 166: Helpless Zhou Chenhao

Upon hearing Zhou Chenhao’s voice, Han Xinyue’s brow furrowed. She tried to push Sun Zhe off her, but she was too weak to muster any strength and had no choice but to give up. Forcing herself to remain calm, she said, "I’m here... You, hmm... what do you want?"

After speaking, she gave Sun Zhe a resentful glare, wishing she could slap him to death. That bastard. He knew she was trying to send Zhou Chenhao away, yet he deliberately chose this exact moment to thrust deeper.

Sun Zhe looked at her with amusement in his eyes, suddenly grabbing her pert, round bottom with both hands and effortlessly lifting her into the air.

Han Xinyue’s heart skipped a beat in fright. She hurriedly wrapped her arms around Sun Zhe’s neck and clamped her legs tightly around his waist, hanging on him like an octopus. "Sun Zhe, what are you doing?" she asked, her face fraught with urgency, her voice a low, anxious whisper.

Sun Zhe just smiled without a word. He began walking toward the door, all while forcefully thrusting his hips and pounding into her core.

Terrified, Han Xinyue slapped at his arm. "What on earth are you doing? Put me down now!" She thought he was going to open the door, deliberately letting Zhou Chenhao see her being taken.

Fortunately, Sun Zhe only carried her to the door; he didn’t open it.

「Outside the door.」

Zhou Chenhao frowned upon hearing the sound of Han Xinyue’s voice. "Xinyue, what are you doing in there?"

"Mmm... I’m... I was just... ah!" Before she could finish, Han Xinyue let out an involuntary, lewd moan.

"Xinyue, what’s wrong?!" Zhou Chenhao’s face darkened with fury. He subconsciously clenched his fists and pressed his ear to the door.

He had no idea that just a moment ago, his woman was hanging from another man’s body, her tender frame nearly tossed into the air. Her soft buttocks slammed heavily against the man’s abdomen as a ’giant dragon’ penetrated her to the hilt with incredible speed.

"Ah... I’m fine. I just saw a cockroach. Chenhao, go keep Xiaolong company for now... I’ll... come find you in a little while."

Hearing Han Xinyue’s broken, charming, and breathy voice, Zhou Chenhao couldn’t help but tremble. He was suddenly reminded of those countless nights in the past when Han Xinyue was in a room with his father, and he was eavesdropping outside the door. If he could distinguish the pips on dice just by listening, how could he not recognize the sounds coming from the other side of the door now?

He took a deep breath to suppress the rage boiling inside him and said, "Alright... I’ll wait for you."

Even though he knew his woman was currently being fucked by some big shot, he didn’t have the courage to expose it. He could guess what Han Xinyue was trying to achieve, and exposing or stopping it now would only render all her efforts worthless. Besides, it would also cause her immense embarrassment.

「Inside the room.」

Only after she was certain Zhou Chenhao had left did Han Xinyue finally let out a small sigh of relief.

Sun Zhe, still carrying her as he fucked her, walked directly to the large bed and rudely tossed her onto it.

"Do you think he figured it out?" Sun Zhe asked, standing before the bed and looking at her with interest. 𝒻𝑟𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝑛𝘰𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝘤𝘰𝘮

Han Xinyue lay on her back, her messy hair partially covering her face. With reddened eyes, she glared coldly at Sun Zhe and said, "If he can distinguish the pips on dice just by listening, how could he not figure this out?"

Sun Zhe chuckled. "You two really do have a tacit understanding."

Han Xinyue gritted her teeth, her voice filled with hatred. "Cut the crap. If you’re going to do it, just get it over with."

SLAP!

Sun Zhe slapped her breast again, stating coldly, "Watch your attitude."

The searing pain brought tears to Han Xinyue’s eyes. Sun Zhe wasn’t slapping her playfully; he was using real force.

"If you ever dare to speak to me so coldly again, or give me that look... I will fuck you until you question your very existence."

Han Xinyue said nothing, simply turning her face to the side in humiliation.

Sun Zhe shook his head with a smile. "Looks like the lesson wasn’t learned." With that, he grabbed her slender waist, yanked her to the edge of the bed so that her hips were suspended in mid-air, and began thrusting forcefully from a horse stance.

"Who makes you feel better? Me or Zhou Chenhao?"

Han Xinyue hadn’t expected such a question. She retorted, "You’re not even half as good as him."

At her words, Sun Zhe abruptly increased the force of his thrusts.

Han Xinyue’s eyes widened. Realizing her mistake, she quickly cried out, "It’s you! You make me feel better!" This was the truth. When she was with Zhou Chenhao, she felt nothing at all; she couldn’t even be bothered to pretend for him.

...

More than ten minutes later, Han Xinyue was sent over the peak. The long-lost pleasure made her cry, and for a moment, she wished she could remain immersed in it forever.

However, Sun Zhe showed no intention of showing any tenderness, continuing his furious assault no matter how she struggled and writhed.

Another ten minutes passed.

Han Xinyue reached her peak for a second time. Torrents of hot fluid gushed out like a fountain, splashing everywhere.

Sun Zhe suddenly tapped her thigh. "Kneel, lean forward, and raise your ass."

Han Xinyue lazily moved her sensuous body, obediently assuming the position Sun Zhe desired.

SLAP!

Sun Zhe’s hand came down, leaving a red print on her snowy-white buttocks. "Use your own hands and spread that slutty pussy of yours!"

Han Xinyue said nothing, doing as she was told. She knew that only by being completely obedient could she bring this torment to a faster end.

...

After her fifth climax, Han Xinyue was on the verge of fainting. She collapsed on the bed, her eyes rolling back into her head, her pink tongue hanging listlessly from her mouth, her waist and hips still twitching erratically.

Sun Zhe stood by the bed. He ripped off a piece of her clothing and used it to wipe himself clean. After taking a moment to sense the True Qi he had absorbed into his body, Sun Zhe pulled up his pants and left the room, thoroughly satisfied.

Han Xinyue struggled to prop herself up. "Sun Zhe, can we still discuss Xiaolong’s eyes?"

Sun Zhe smiled. "For now, those eyes can stay where they are. We’ll see how you perform in the future."

Hearing this, Han Xinyue felt a wave of relief wash over her.

Sun Zhe glanced back at her, a teasing look on his face. "My apologies, Ms. Han, for such a jarring experience tonight."

At his words, Han Xinyue let out a soft chuckle. "Just remember what you said. Don’t make things difficult for Xiaolong."

Sun Zhe waved his hand and turned to leave. "And you’d better control your son. If he’s stupid enough to come looking for trouble with me... then tonight’s fucking will have been for nothing."

A short while later, after watching until Sun Zhe had fully departed from the room, Han Xinyue bit her lip, a look of pure, unadulterated hatred finally surfacing in her eyes.

Sun Zhe, you’ve used that Secret Technique to control me... I’m helpless against you for now. But when the Sect Leader arrives in Yang City, that will be the day you die! Just you wait... Sooner or later, I will have you groveling at my feet, obediently becoming my handsome little wolf!

「Approximately ten minutes later.」

The door was suddenly pushed open. Zhou Chenhao walked into the room with a stiff gait and was immediately hit by a musky, biological scent.

Han Xinyue was sitting on the sofa, using a small mirror to touch up her makeup.

SLAP!

Without a word, Zhou Chenhao strode up to her and slapped her across the face, hissing through gritted teeth, "Who was that man?!"