Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 217: The Passionate Su Qingli!

At noon, after getting off work, Sun Zhe had just stepped out of the hospital gates when he spotted Su Nanzhi’s "Maserati."

He walked over, opened the passenger door, and sat down. As he looked at Su Nanzhi in the driver’s seat, he was taken aback. He noticed that she looked utterly haggard. He could tell at a glance that she hadn’t slept well and had stayed up late.

At this, he couldn’t help but recall the man in the suit he had seen on the seaside lover’s lane last night, who was indeed her boyfriend.

Could it be that the two of them went to a hotel and were at it all night, which is why she didn’t get any sleep?

The thought of a supreme beauty like Su Nanzhi being pinned down and ravaged by another man, moaning in pleasure... Sun Zhe suddenly felt a deep discomfort. However, he understood this discomfort stemmed from his own male possessiveness. Whatever she did with her boyfriend was perfectly reasonable and had absolutely nothing to do with him.

"Nanzhi, you..." Sun Zhe glanced at her stunning profile, hesitating.

Su Nanzhi offered a polite, gentle smile. "What is it, Dr. Sun?"

"Uh... did you just get off work too?"

Only then did he notice that Su Nanzhi was still in the professional skirt suit she wore to work. The black suit was impeccably tailored, projecting an air of elegance and prestige. Her long, slender legs were encased in 0D, skin-like black stockings, giving them a mysterious and seductive allure.

"Yes, I just got off work as well."

Sun Zhe asked, "By the way... where’s your boyfriend? Is he coming to your family’s house for dinner today?"

Hearing this, Su Nanzhi’s heart tightened, but she kept her composure. "Him... he’s been quite busy with work lately. He won’t be coming."

"I see."

Su Nanzhi lightly pursed her lips, stealing a glance at Sun Zhe in the rearview mirror. "What about Leng Yueshuang?"

That beauty Leng Yueshuang is probably still sprawled out in bed right now, Sun Zhe thought, then said aloud, "She’s also quite busy."

"I see."

"..."

***

It was the peak of the noon rush hour, and the roads were congested. It took Su Nanzhi nearly half an hour to get back to the Su Family Villa. The two of them barely spoke the entire way, and the awkward, oppressive atmosphere felt like being in a prison.

Sun Zhe felt a wave of relief upon arriving at the Su Family Villa and hurriedly got out of the car.

The moment he stepped into the living room, he saw the radiant and dignified Su Qingli.

However, he knew that her radiant and dignified appearance was just a public facade. This vixen, once in bed, was the complete opposite in a way that was hard to imagine.

Su Qingli was at the dining table, setting out bowls, chopsticks, and drinks. She wore a black, hip-hugging short dress, which was overlaid with a long, transparent mesh skirt as thin as a cicada’s wing. The soft, smoke-like mesh skirt draped down to her ankles. Peeking through the mesh, her long, stocking-clad legs looked even more mysterious and alluring, with a hint of ethereal grace. The combination of the short dress’s sexiness and the long skirt’s elegance imbued her every move with a charm that outshone all the splendors of the world. Her sensual and bewitching figure was flawless from any angle.

Looking at the stunner before him, Sun Zhe’s mind began to race. As he recalled how she was in bed, the Yang Qi inside him started to stir uncontrollably.

"Ah Zhe, you’re here." Su Qingli came over to greet him, her smile as dazzling as a flower, utterly soul-stirring.

Sun Zhe snapped back to his senses and greeted her with a smile. "Nanzhi picked me up right after I got off work."

Su Qingli walked up and hugged his arm, beaming. "You’re in for a treat today. I cooked for you myself."

Sun Zhe was surprised. "You can cook?"

Su Qingli looked proud. "Of course. Did you really think I’m just some pampered heiress who can’t do anything?" As she spoke, she gave Sun Zhe a wink, her smile filled with extreme allure. "I’m very capable, you know."

She enunciated the word "capable" with a slight emphasis, hinting at a double meaning.

Just then, Su Anzai walked out of the study, leaning on his cane, and immediately began to heckle her. "All you did was stir-fry some shredded potatoes. Then you said you didn’t want to ruin your nails and ran off to be lazy after one dish. What else did you make?"

Hearing this, Su Qingli grew flustered and stomped her delicate foot. "Grandpa, can’t you leave me some dignity?"

"Hahahaha..."

"..."

Su Nanzhi entered the living room through the garage’s inner door and quietly sat in a corner of the sofa. Seeing Sun Zhe and Su Qingli laughing and talking like an intimate couple, a mix of complicated feelings churned within her. She couldn’t help but recall what Sun Zhe had told her when she confessed her feelings for him—that he and Su Qingli had a history. At first, she hadn’t wanted to believe it, thinking he was just making it up to reject her. But now, seeing how close they were... she had no choice but to accept it.

Those two definitely have a thing going on!

***

***

"Ah Zhe, these are just some simple home-cooked dishes that I made myself. I hope you don’t mind," Su Anzai said at the dining table as he personally poured Sun Zhe a glass of wine.

Sun Zhe was flattered. "Old Sir, you’re too kind. This is already a feast, and you cooked it yourself. How many people get to be so fortunate?"

"Hahaha... Let’s eat. This afternoon, I’ll take you fishing!"

Sun Zhe’s face fell. "I still have to work this afternoon."

"Oh, right. Look at me, getting so forgetful. Then we’ll go next time. I’ll take you to fish for warped-mouth culters, the wild ones that are seven or eight pounds each!"

Sun Zhe changed the subject. "By the way, Old Sir, I haven’t seen Mr. Ye around."

Beside him, Su Qingli scoffed. "You mean Ye Fei? Who knows what he’s busy with all day. I haven’t seen him in several days."

"..."

***

After lunch, Su Anzai chatted with Sun Zhe for a while before heading out. He had already made plans with a few old friends to go fishing for silver and bighead carp at the town reservoir.

Sun Zhe had a few small drinks during the meal and was feeling a bit dizzy. He planned to take a short nap to let the alcohol wear off before heading back to the hospital.

Although his position at the hospital was special, and no one would bother him even if he were reported for drinking on the job, he didn’t want to make things too difficult for Meng Hailiang, the director. After all, he was sleeping with the director’s daughter every day...

As he was drifting off, a cool little hand suddenly pressed against his forehead. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

He opened his eyes and saw it was Su Qingli.

"Sister Qingli..."

Su Qingli sat down on the sofa, crossing her slender, stocking-clad legs. Her eyes filled with undisguised lust as she reached out to rub his abs. "Baby, have you missed me these days?"

Hearing this, Sun Zhe fell silent. In a situation like this, could he dare say he didn’t?

So he said, "Of course I’ve missed you!"

Su Qingli’s brows knitted slightly. Her delicate hand slid inside his shirt, flicking his nipples with her long, sharp nails as she asked in a coquettish tone, "Then what did you miss about me?"

Sun Zhe gave her a meaningful look. "If I said... I miss your slutty little pussy, would you get mad?"

"Oh, you..." Su Qingli scolded coquettishly, giving him an annoyed pinch. "Let’s go upstairs, to my room."

Sun Zhe’s expression turned awkward. "That’s probably not a good idea. Isn’t Nanzhi still home?"

A mysterious look crossed Su Qingli’s face as she lowered her voice. "She’s taking a nap. My room is very soundproof... Even if I screamed my lungs out, no one would hear a thing."

"Well... alright then."

"..."

Shortly after, the two of them quietly tiptoed up to the second floor. As soon as they entered the room, Su Qingli hurriedly turned to shut the door. She then impatiently threw herself at Sun Zhe, hugging him and offering her fiery red lips in a passionate, forward kiss.

"Baby... I miss you so much... I’m going to drain you dry today!"

Sun Zhe wrapped his hands around her slim waist, meeting her passion with his own.

He’d had a little to drink, and his Yang Qi was getting out of control. Just when he was looking for a release, this supreme beauty served herself up on a platter!

After a frenzied tangle of lips and tongues, Su Qingli suddenly knelt down. She hastily undid Sun Zhe’s belt and yanked his pants down to his knees.

"Baby, I can’t take it anymore. Let me taste your big cock, okay? I’ve missed it to death."

Sun Zhe chuckled. "It’s a buffet, Sister Qingli. Help yourself."

Su Qingli reached out to caress the terrifying beast before her, her fingertips toying with the two ugly, wrinkled sacs hanging below. She pouted her moist, red lips, a wronged expression on her face as she gazed up at Sun Zhe with adoration.

Sun Zhe asked, "What’s wrong? You don’t want to eat?"

Su Qingli said plaintively, "Baby, you don’t understand... earlier, during the meal, the moment I saw you, I started dripping down there. My panties are soaked through."

"Baby, you’re just too captivating... You’re going to be the death of me."

"..."