Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 362 - 356: Paving the Way for Ye Qiao

"Mmm! Mmm! Mmm!"

"SLURP, SLURP, SLURP..."

「Inside the hotel room.」

Zhu Yan was kneeling on one knee before Sun Zhe. As her delicate head shook rapidly back and forth, she emitted a deep nasal hum, interspersed with an alluring, wet slurping sound. Like a greedy little girl sneaking a popsicle, the sound alone was enough to whet one's appetite.

Strands of crystalline saliva trickled from the corners of her mouth, stretched into an exaggerated shape. They flowed down her snowy neck, gathering and streaming toward the deep chasm between her breasts.

While indulging, Zhu Yan's hands were not idle. Her left arm tightly hugged Sun Zhe's muscular, hairy thigh, while her right hand kneaded and gently rubbed the two ugly, dark sacks. Her long, pale-painted nails shimmered with tiny, glittering flakes, adorning her pure white hand like a perfect work of art. Yet, this beautiful hand was in intimate contact with those ugly sacks, creating a powerful visual impact.

And those fiery red lips, which could make countless male colleagues at her company fantasize at a mere glance, were now savoring ugliness, creating an equally powerful visual impact. If another man were to witness this scene, he would probably wonder why such a gorgeous, top-tier goddess would degrade herself like this.

...

"HISS—!" 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

Sun Zhe, lost in ecstasy, suddenly furrowed his brows and drew a long, sharp breath. It felt as if a needle was stabbing deep inside his lower abdomen, a sharp, twitching pain. As a doctor himself, he knew this was caused by the stimulation of certain sensitive nerves, making his prostate throb painfully.

"Yan'Er, I... I can't hold on much longer!"

Hearing this, Zhu Yan's beautiful eyes lit up. She immediately quickened her pace while freeing a hand to reach behind her head, skillfully pulling out her hair tie. As the band came loose, her ponytail instantly cascaded down in messy, fragrant waves.

Zhu Yan knew very well that Sun Zhe loved seeing her with her hair down. She had decided on the spot to add a little something extra for him, an extra dose of mental stimulation.

"SLURP, SLURP, SLURP..."

Amidst the enticingly wet sounds, Zhu Yan's rapidly shaking head almost left an afterimage, her long, fragrant hair flailing wildly with the movement.

Finally, thanks to her masterful technique, the volcano that had been dormant for less than a day erupted once more.

After a series of shudders, Sun Zhe collapsed powerlessly onto the sofa. He let out a long exhale, his mind a complete blank as he felt himself completely empty out.

Meanwhile, Zhu Yan slowly stood up. She wiped the residue from the corners of her mouth with the back of her hand, swallowing in small gulps as a hint of pride surfaced in her charming eyes.

"Naughty boy, I won."

Sun Zhe shrugged, appearing somewhat nonchalant. "Yes, you won."

Zhu Yan boasted, "Eight minutes and thirty-two seconds."

Sun Zhe squinted his eyes. "Well, that's a shame. It seems I'm not allowed to touch you today."

Zhu Yan glanced at the gradually softening ugliness. Recalling her days of torment, a sudden heat ignited in her lower abdomen, and her Run Die began to itch. Instinctively, she pressed her thighs together, secretly using the flesh of her legs to rub and squeeze against it.

But this friction did nothing to relieve the itch; instead, it was like adding fuel to the fire. The mere thought of that wonderful feeling of being filled to the absolute brim was enough to drive her mad. Her full lips pressed together as she proposed, "How about... we skip your punishment today?"

Sun Zhe seemed to have expected her to go back on her word, a bitter smile on his face. "But I really can't go on. You've nearly drained me dry."

"Stop pretending!" Zhu Yan's face flushed with anger. "What about all those times you tormented me all night long? You never said you couldn't go on then!"

Sun Zhe replied with frustration, "Why are you going back on your word? You're the one who said I couldn't touch you if I didn't last ten minutes."

Zhu Yan rolled her eyes. "Fine. You lie down and don't touch me. I'll do it myself."

Sun Zhe's expression was peculiar. "Yan'Er, I'm discovering you're getting more and more mischievous."

"And isn't that your fault for spoiling me?"

Zhu Yan gave a soft snort, walking over to the sofa and expertly straddling his stomach. As her enchanting, soft mound made contact with his abs, coupled with the brushing of the soft, dark velvet, the wicked fire that had just been extinguished within Sun Zhe showed signs of rekindling.

He gazed tenderly at her. True to his word, he didn't reach out to touch her, instead resting his hands gracefully behind his head and giving her free rein.

"Oh, right, Yan'Er, did you and Qiaoqiao come to Xiong City with Sister Qingli?"

Zhu Yan propped her upper body up, her delicate head tilting back slightly. With one hand braced on his solid chest, her hips began to slowly twist back and forth. She used her "butterfly wings" to clamp and grind against the limp ugliness, as if trying to awaken it.

"Mm... She said you were here, so we came to take you home. But Qiaoqiao also has business in Xiong City."

Sun Zhe asked curiously, "What business could she have in Xiong City?"

Zhu Yan suddenly stopped her grinding motion, lifting her tender hips from his stomach. "She's attending Diva Xie's concert."

As she spoke, her slender hand reached down and grasped the ugly thing, now slick with her honey. "Xie Yunwan's concert tour happened to land in Xiong City," she continued. "She invited Qiaoqiao to be a guest performer at her concert, even sharing the stage with her."

Sun Zhe was stunned. "That's amazing. Qiaoqiao is already at the level where she can share a stage with Diva Xie?"

Zhu Yan said, "She's wanted to be a star since she was little and has always worked hard for it. Even though she hasn't graduated yet, getting some early exposure will help build her popularity and be good for her future."

Sun Zhe nodded. "That's true."

Zhu Yan gave him a look full of playful resentment. With one hand steadying the ugly thing, she sat down all the way. She instantly threw back her snow-white neck, her eyes rolling back as she let out a long, melodious moan. That long-lost sensation of being completely full made every pore on her body seem to dance, as if her entire being was floating up into the clouds.

A moment later, once she had adapted to the long-lost size, Zhu Yan finally caught her breath. "This is all your fault, you bad man."

"My fault?"

"Who knows what kind of deal you struck with Xie Yunwan for her to be so good to Qiaoqiao, giving her resources this early on."

Hearing this, Sun Zhe gave a meaningful smile. In truth, he had mentioned to Xie Yunwan long ago to look after Ye Qiao after she graduated. The entertainment industry is a chaotic place, and it's easy to suffer setbacks without a guide. He just never expected Xie Yunwan to be so proactive, already paving the way for Ye Qiao's future before she even graduated.

"What can I say? My capital is just that big."

Zhu Yan shot him a glare. "Capital, my ass. You move."

Sun Zhe grimaced. "Didn't you just say I wasn't allowed to touch you?"

Last night, Yao Yuelong had completely exhausted him, and he still hadn't recovered his Primordial Qi. He genuinely didn't want to move.

"Can't you touch me now that I'm letting you?"

Sun Zhe was quite disgruntled. "Wanting pleasure but also wanting to be lazy... that's women for you!"

"I've already served myself up to you, and you can't even just sit back and enjoy the ride? Do I have to spoon-feed you, too?"

"Hey, naughty boy, hurry up! Qiaoqiao will be back soon."

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