Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 195: About Sun Wei
Zhu Yan lifted her hand to lightly brush aside her hair and smiled faintly. "Do you like it? I just bought it today."
"Of course, I love it!" Sun Zhe nodded emphatically, unable to tear his gaze away.
At the sight of this sensual and enchanting woman, his fatigue instantly vanished. It felt as if the Yang Qi within him was about to ignite! The transparent lace nightgown clung to her snow-white skin, perfectly outlining her sexy figure. Her underwear and boy shorts were both flesh-colored, creating the illusion that she wore nothing underneath, yet paradoxically, nothing was actually revealed.
This tantalizing mystery, this promise of revealing everything while showing nothing, was enough to steal a man’s soul. It was far more seductive than outright nudity.
Zhu Yan hummed softly and turned her face away. "But what’s the use of liking it?" she said mockingly. "They say a nice nightgown makes a man come home early. I guess that’s not always true."
Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe was speechless. He knew his stepmother was blaming him for being so late.
Zhu Yan suddenly walked to the edge of the bathtub, lifted her leg, and stepped in, straddling Sun Zhe’s stomach.
Lying in the tub, Sun Zhe reached for her hands and interlocked their fingers tightly. His gaze fell between her legs, and his mouth went dry. The flesh-colored lace boy shorts clung to her skin, hugging her hips. A distinct ’V’-shaped mound was clearly visible, marked by a shallow vertical seam that was utterly enticing.
"You little rascal, what are you staring at with that lecherous look on your face?"
Zhu Yan’s eyes were misty. She pressed the soft mound against Sun Zhe’s abs and began to sway her hips, grinding gently.
She wanted to skip the foreplay and get straight to the main event with Sun Zhe.
Suddenly, her brow furrowed. Staring at the hickey on Sun Zhe’s neck, she asked, "Which vixen gave you this?"
Sun Zhe was taken aback for a moment before answering truthfully, "The woman I met last time at Shengshi Court."
Zhu Yan was astonished. "Li Yufei?" 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺
Sun Zhe chuckled. "She paid a heavy price. I taught her a harsh lesson on your behalf."
Zhu Yan could just imagine how severely Li Yufei had been ’punished’ by Sun Zhe’s massive tool, but she didn’t feel any sense of vindication. Instead, she just felt a little sour. Still, she knew that since he practiced that Dual Cultivation Technique, he had no control over his lower body, so she didn’t show the slightest hint of dissatisfaction.
"Honestly... Are you some kind of Cao Cao? Going after married women like that... What if her husband finds out one day and you get into trouble?"
Sun Zhe shrugged nonchalantly. "I’m not breaking up her family. It’s just physical, not emotional. Besides, she offered herself up for my cultivation. A willing cauldron like her would be a waste to pass up."
Zhu Yan slapped him playfully. "You scumbag," she chided.
Sun Zhe chuckled, then suddenly took her hand to look at it, changing the subject. "By the way, Stepmom, why did you take off your ring?"
Zhu Yan looked down at her own hand and said softly, "The last time we argued... you said you didn’t like it, so I took it off."
Sun Zhe muttered, "When did I argue with you?"
"You still say you didn’t?" Zhu Yan looked aggrieved. "You were so cold to me, and you even snapped at me."
Sun Zhe scratched his head. "I didn’t... It was all just a misunderstanding."
Zhu Yan suddenly asked, "Then who gave you the ring on your hand?"
Sun Zhe replied truthfully, "This isn’t actually a ring. It’s a miniature camera."
Zhu Yan’s beautiful eyes widened. "You’re taking secret videos now?"
Sun Zhe quickly explained, "A woman who wears a hat gave it to me. She asked me to help her gather some criminal evidence. She seemed to be in a tough spot, so I agreed. But Stepmom, I can’t tell you the specifics just yet."
"Alright, I won’t pry. I just need you to promise me you’ll be safe."
"Don’t worry, I’ll be fine."
Zhu Yan said no more. Her slender hand suddenly reached down, grabbed Sun Zhe’s erection, and pressed it against his lower abdomen. As she slid her body down from his stomach, she gently pressed herself against the huge dragon and began grinding.
Even through the layer of her shorts, the unique friction made Sun Zhe’s eyes narrow in pleasure, his face a mask of ecstasy.
Sun Zhe suddenly asked, "By the way, Stepmom, do you ever think about my dad?"
At his words, Zhu Yan fell silent.
After a long moment, she finally asked, "Why are you bringing him up all of a sudden?"
Sun Zhe looked at her intently. "Because it’s a problem we’ll have to face sooner or later."
Zhu Yan lowered her head and asked softly, "If Sun Wei comes home one day... what do you plan to do?"
Sun Zhe said, "I’ll tell him about us directly and ask him to let us be together."
Hearing this, Zhu Yan’s lovely eyes trembled. "Really?"
She never expected Sun Zhe to have such courage and determination. In fact, she had thought about what would happen after Sun Wei’s return more than once, but she never had the courage or resolve to make a decision.
"Really." Sun Zhe nodded. "Besides, there’s no love between you two. You’re only grateful to him."
Zhu Yan spoke slowly, "Actually... ever since I married your dad, we’ve always slept in separate rooms. He’s never touched me. I think it’s because he can’t forget your mother."
"And he’s always so busy, leaving early and coming home late. He’s only ever home to sleep. I have no idea what he’s so busy with."
Sun Zhe sighed gently. "Perhaps after taking you and Qiaoqiao in, he was afraid the neighbors and people around him would gossip. So, he gave you a title and married you. That way, he could take care of you and your daughter openly without anyone saying a word."
Zhu Yan nodded. "Perhaps."
A pang of sympathy shot through Sun Zhe. "So... you’ve been lonely for all these years?"
Zhu Yan snorted. "What’s it to you? Besides, I have my dildos."
Sun Zhe smiled, then suddenly called out, "Yan’Er."
Hearing him, Zhu Yan’s beautiful eyes fluttered, and her face instantly flushed crimson. She slapped him playfully, flustered. "What are you doing? I’m too old for you to be calling me that... Shameless."
Sun Zhe laughed heartily. "But you look like you’re in your twenties."
Zhu Yan gave a charming huff. "If you’re so good at talking, then keep going."
Sun Zhe said, "Still, I think I’m more used to calling you Stepmom. I guess it’s just become a habit."
Zhu Yan giggled. "Then you can just call me Stepmom from now on. Outside the bedroom, I’ll dote on you like a son. In bed, I’ll cherish you like a husband."
Sun Zhe asked, "And in the bathtub?"
"In the bathtub... I’ll be your wife."
Sun Zhe asked again, "So, should we do it here in the bathtub?"
Zhu Yan rolled her eyes and retorted, "Why else do you think I got in?"
Sun Zhe chuckled, his hands wrapping around her slender waist.
Zhu Yan suddenly remembered something. "Oh, Ah Zhe, I almost forgot to tell you. Tomorrow night, our company is having a party to celebrate the ’Qiaoyan’ face mask passing all its tests, allowing it to officially hit the market."
"Your Sister Zhishan told me to make sure you come tomorrow night. She said the superstar Xie Yunwan will be there too!"
Sun Zhe smiled. "No problem. Pick me up from the hospital after you’re done tomorrow, and we’ll go together."
Zhu Yan wrapped her arms around his neck, leaned down, and gently bit his lip. "Stepmom’s not working tomorrow."
Hearing this, a twinkle appeared in Sun Zhe’s eyes. "Then... shall we pull an all-nighter tonight?"
Zhu Yan looked at him with disdain. "I don’t have a problem with that, I’m just worried you can’t handle it. Who was it that begged for mercy last time?"
Sun Zhe slipped his hand into her boy shorts, his fingers pinching a soft petal and toying with it gently. "Stepmom, do you know the consequences of provoking me like this?"
As his fingers teased the soft flesh, Zhu Yan couldn’t help but frown and let out a soft moan. Her slender waist trembled slightly as she asked, "And what... consequences would those be?"
Sun Zhe said, "You’ll be crying by the time I’m done."
"In your dreams. I won’t cry."
"Wanna bet?"
"You’re on."
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