Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 180: At the Hotel with Lin Yingchun

Near Boli Music Academy, in a luxurious couples’ hotel.

Lin Yingchun stood perfectly straight in the middle of the room, her figure graceful and lithe as she clutched her purse. Her gaze fell upon the large, heart-shaped bed, and she couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed. The bed was covered with a red sheet and scattered with bright rose petals, making it look like a bridal chamber on a wedding night. This was her first time in a hotel with a man, let alone a couples’ hotel.

"Sun Zhe... maybe we shouldn’t use the bed?"

Sun Zhe chuckled. "Why? You think the bed is too wild for us to handle?"

Lin Yingchun shot him a sidelong glance. "It’s because so many couples have slept on this bed. It just feels... strange. I guess I have a mental hang-up about cleanliness."

Sun Zhe walked over to her and reached out to tidy a few fragrant strands of hair on her fair forehead. "Then we’ll do as you say. Anything you want."

Lin Yingchun tilted her head back to look at the handsome face before her, her cheeks puffing out slightly as she changed the subject. "You told me before... that I could say whatever I want without keeping it bottled up. If I say what I’m thinking, will you agree to it?"

"Of course, as long as it doesn’t go against my principles."

A mischievous smile appeared on Sun Zhe’s face. His hand slowly slid down her back, giving her delicate bottom a squeeze through her pleated skirt. He leaned in and whispered into her ear, "You’ve been holding it in for so long today. Are you already soaked?"

"Ah... you’re so annoying! I’m not wet."

Sun Zhe said nothing more. Instead, he suddenly pulled her soft, fragrant body into his arms and kissed her with domineering passion.

"Ah... don’t..." Lin Yingchun’s body tensed instantly, and she put up a token struggle, her fists drumming against his chest.

However, the moment Sun Zhe’s tongue slipped past her pearly teeth and into her mouth, she yielded. Slowly closing her beautiful eyes, she completely immersed herself in the kiss.

As their lips and tongues entwined, one of his large hands suddenly slid into her skirt. He pushed aside the troublesome safety shorts and let his fingertips tease the tender petals of her secret garden through her thin stockings. Within moments, Sun Zhe’s fingertips felt a distinct dampness.

He suddenly released Lin Yingchun, pressing his forehead against hers. "Yingchun," he said gently, "let’s start our Cultivation."

"Mm..."

Sun Zhe reached out and gently pinched her cheeks, causing her lovely lips to form a slight pout. He gazed at her stunning face, becoming gradually mesmerized. She was wearing beautiful makeup today. Her lips were coated in a gloss that made them look moist and crystal-clear, with a tempting, translucent quality like glazed porcelain, making one desperately want a taste. Her lively, starry eyes, accentuated by eyeliner and a pale yellow eyeshadow, looked like the most perfect works of art in the world. Her naturally long eyelashes required no extra embellishment; a light coat of mascara was the most enchanting accent for those star-like eyes.

"Yingchun, you’re so beautiful."

Lin Yingchun’s face flushed with shyness, and she couldn’t quite meet his gaze. "How beautiful?" she asked softly.

Sun Zhe thought for a moment. "So beautiful that when you walk in front of me, the sight of your swaying hips makes me want to grab you by the waist and grind against you from behind."

"Hmph... you big pervert! What kind of things are you thinking about all day?" Lin Yingchun retorted playfully. She slowly rose onto her tiptoes and offered her red lips to him.

Sun Zhe slowly closed his eyes, his hands reaching down to cup her slender waist, gently holding her pliant body in his embrace.

"Mm-hm..."

As their lips and tongues began an intense dance, Lin Yingchun gradually grew more passionate and proactive. She wrapped one arm around Sun Zhe’s neck while her other hand reached down to caress the large tent forming in his pants. After a good while, just as she was about to run out of breath, she finally pulled back.

She looked up at Sun Zhe, her beautiful eyes hazy with desire, her breath fragrant. "Can I try... that?"

Sun Zhe chuckled. "Which ’that’ is that?"

Lin Yingchun couldn’t be bothered to answer him. She slowly knelt, her face full of shy resolve, and reached out to unzip his pants. She pulled them down, along with his underwear, to his knees, letting the great dragon spring out and slap against her face.

A potent, virile aroma washed over her, instantly making her eyes glaze over as the flames of desire deep within her began to burn hotter. She raised a hand with beautifully manicured nails, gently holding the wrinkled sac at its base. Looking up at Sun Zhe with deep affection, she said tenderly, "Actually, this is my first time doing this... If I’m not very good at it, or if I hurt you, please don’t blame me."

Sun Zhe stroked her hair, his eyes fixed on her exquisitely made-up face. His other hand reached down to grasp the great dragon, using the fiery, blood-engorged tip to tease her moist, crystalline lips. "It’s okay," he said with a smile. "Practice makes perfect."

"Get away from me! You’re the novice here." Lin Yingchun dodged backward and gave his butt a playful smack. "If you dare get cheeky again, I’ll smack you silly, believe it or not!"

Then, she stared at the massive thing right in front of her, a look of disgust on her face. "But seriously... you men’s things are so gross."

Hearing this, Sun Zhe felt a surge of indignation. "We men don’t think you women are disgusting. How can you be so repulsed?"

Lin Yingchun giggled, her pink tongue darting out to lick the tiny opening at the tip of the dragon’s head. "It’s just gross, that’s all. And it’s ugly."

Sun Zhe said, "Then how about I go down on you first, so you can get a feel for it?"

"You’ll go down on me?"

Without another word, Sun Zhe pulled her to her feet and pushed her against the wall, her back pressed flat against the cool surface.

Lin Yingchun’s face was beet red. She looked away, a little embarrassed. "Are we really going to do this?"

Sun Zhe didn’t want to talk; he wanted to prove it with his actions. He suddenly crouched down, authoritatively lifted one of her silk-stockinged legs, and hoisted it onto his shoulder, leaving her to balance on one foot.

"Mmm... ah..." Lin Yingchun bit the corner of her lip, unable to stop the soft moans from escaping as she let Sun Zhe lift her skirt and rummage around her garden.

Watching that handsome face draw closer and closer, her heart began to pound in her chest, a mix of nervousness and anticipation.

"Yingchun."

"Mm?"

"Can I rip them?"

"Go ahead... but you have to buy me a new pair later."

RIIIP...

The moment she answered, a delightful tearing sound echoed from between her legs. Sun Zhe had ruthlessly ripped a large hole in the crotch of her thin stockings. As he pushed aside the lace fabric, which was already soaked with her nectar, a pair of slightly parted, beautifully symmetrical pink butterfly wings were suddenly exposed to the air.

Lin Yingchun looked mortified, her hand darting down to cover her garden. "Are you really going to lick me?" she asked softly. "Honestly, we girls sometimes feel like we’re dirty down there... I really don’t know how you guys can bring yourselves to do it."

"It’s the same for us men," Sun Zhe said. "We feel like we’re dirty, too. You aren’t disgusted by me, so how could I ever be disgusted by you?"

Hearing this, Lin Yingchun gave him a sweet smile but said nothing.

Sun Zhe suddenly added, "By the way, Qiaoqiao and Shiyan invented a new phrase."

"What is it?"

"Applying lipstick."

Lin Yingchun blinked, then couldn’t help but laugh. But as she laughed, her face suddenly turned cold. "When you’re with me, can you not mention other women?"

"Your servant obeys!"

Lin Yingchun huffed. "I permit you to lick."

Without a word, Sun Zhe leaned in.

"Ah..."

The next instant, Lin Yingchun’s brows furrowed. She stretched her long, swan-like neck back as an enticing moan escaped her lips, as if her defenses had been breached. His hot tongue parted the butterfly wings and expertly found the sensitive bud that was already a hard little pearl.

"Mmm... so ticklish..." Lin Yingchun whimpered, her slender waist convulsing and twisting uncontrollably. The one beautiful leg still on the ground began to tremble, and the sexy, delicate high heel seemed about to give way, causing her back to slowly slide down the wall.

Under the rapid flicks of Sun Zhe’s tongue, the tightly closed honeyed cave pulsed again and again, secreting wave after wave of sweet nectar.

A long while later, Sun Zhe pulled back and looked up at her. "Yingchun, I can’t promise you happiness, but I can promise you pleasure."

Hearing this, Lin Yingchun pinched his ear with a pout. She turned her face to the side and said in a commanding tone, "Go a little deeper." 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

"You got it. But shouldn’t it be your turn now?"

Lin Yingchun’s face flushed. "Then you stand up and let me have my way with you."

"..."