Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 372 - 363: Time Management (Part 2)

Sun Zhe reached out both hands to hold her slender waist, his nimble fingers slowly rolling her dress up to reveal her pert bottom wrapped in thin silk. He asked, "Did you and Lv Xin pull out the day after I left?"

"What else could we do? Just the two of us weak women, there was nothing we could accomplish."

Sun Zhe said, "That's certainly for the best. It's a good thing you're alright, and you both withdrew safely."

Bai Ran stretched out her delicate fingers to play with his ear and asked, "By the way, when are you going back to Huayang City?"

"Probably in two more days. My sister has some business here; I have to wait and return with her."

"Will you keep me company these two days?"

Sun Zhe said gloomily, "I'm becoming a master of time management."

Bai Ran giggled. "Is it really that exaggerated?"

"I'll come over whenever I have time."

"Really?"

"Really."

"..."

During their conversation, Sun Zhe had quietly lifted Bai Ran's hip-hugging skirt to her waist. When he glanced down, his blood instantly surged.

"Why aren't you wearing anything down there?"

Through the transparent, flesh-colored silk, Sun Zhe could clearly see the treasure nestled within the fragrant grove. Under the fabric's delicate pressure, the crimson butterfly wings appeared even more enchanting, gleaming with a faint, moist luster.

Bai Ran's pretty face turned red. "Isn't this more convenient for you?"

Sun Zhe could no longer bear it. He was almost gasping as he said, "Bai Ran, please get up for a moment. With you sitting like this, I can't pull out my weapon!"

"Then don't move. I'll help you with that."

Bai Ran chuckled softly, shifted away, and then squatted in front of the sofa.

Not long after, the ominous, pungent object slapped against Bai Ran's face.

"Eww... why does it smell?"

Looking at the ugliness before her, Bai Ran couldn't help but wrinkle her brow and grimace, her face filled with disdain.

"Was it used before? Why is there a lipstick mark on it?"

Sun Zhe scratched his head awkwardly. "Uh... I was in a rush earlier, so I didn't clean it."

Hearing this, Bai Ran pinched it in annoyance, causing Sun Zhe to shiver with pain.

"Who was it used on?"

Sun Zhe replied truthfully, "President Su."

"The young President Su?"

"The elder President Su."

Upon hearing this, Bai Ran's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief. "My gosh, you even slept with the elder President Su?"

"Hehe... Let's just say I like to keep a low profile."

"You're really something else."

Bai Ran turned, took out some wet wipes from the drawer under the coffee table, and asked as she helped clean him, "So, did the elder President Su leave this lipstick mark when she was... cleaning you up afterward?"

"Uh, kind of."

The words had barely left his mouth when Sun Zhe felt a rush of wet warmth and softness. Looking down, he found that Bai Ran had already buried her head to feast.

HISS...

The indescribable wet heat and tingling made Sun Zhe tilt his head back and hiss. Suddenly, his gaze met Huang Qianggang's memorial photo on the wall, and he froze. A wave of guilt instantly surged through him.

"By the way, Bai Ran, about Huang..."

Bai Ran's expression darkened slightly. She pulled back and said, "I buried him after I returned."

"I see."

"Ah Zhe."

"Hmm?"

"Now, I can only rely on you."

Sun Zhe thought for a moment and suggested, "Why don't you come to Yang City?"

"But what about my job here?"

"I'll talk to Sister Qingli and have you transferred to Yang City."

"Really? Are you sure she'll agree?"

Sun Zhe smiled. "If she doesn't, I'll make her cry."

Bai Ran covered her mouth and giggled. "Then you'll have to get me a good position."

"Don't worry, it's a small matter. But I have one condition."

"What condition?"

"Satisfy me."

"Alright! This young lady will now serve President Sun!"

With that, she leaned down and bit.

Sun Zhe frowned, a sharp pain shooting up from deep within his lower abdomen. He instinctively grabbed Bai Ran's hair to control the pace.

"By the way, Bai Ran, do you want to join our Jiewu Palace?"

"Jiewu Palace? The one that opposes the Jade Fox Sect?"

"Yes. I'm the Witch Master of Jiewu Palace."

Bai Ran was surprised. "You have an identity like that?"

"How about it? Want to join?"

Bai Ran didn't hesitate. "Of course I do!"

"..."

「Much later.」

Sun Zhe panted heavily as he lowered the two stocking-clad legs from his shoulders. He rolled off the bed and let out a long sigh as he looked at Bai Ran, who had completely collapsed.

He had underestimated Bai Ran's combat prowess. From the living room to the balcony, and then to the bedroom, he had nearly lost this battle.

"I should go now, Bai Ran. It's already four in the afternoon."

Bai Ran struggled to sit up. She pulled off the tattered stockings, balled them up, and threw them at Sun Zhe. "You're terrible! Now I have to wash the sheets all by myself again."

Sun Zhe looked innocent. "You're the one who got them wet, and you're blaming me?"

Bai Ran gave him a huge eye-roll, then crawled onto the bed and poked her head over the edge. "Come here, I'll clean you up."

Without a word, Sun Zhe walked to the bedside, spread his legs, and positioned himself right in front of her mouth.

Moments later, after cleaning the "tool of the crime," Bai Ran's cheeks were puffed out. She disdainfully pushed him away and quickly grabbed a trash can to spit out the filth.

Sun Zhe joked as he put on his pants, "I'm quite satisfied with today's performance."

"Then you'd better remember what you promised me, or I won't let you off the hook."

"..."

After leaving Bai Ran's home, Sun Zhe called Su Qingli and directly proposed transferring Bai Ran to Yang City.

As he expected, Su Qingli agreed decisively. She even said she would arrange it today, and Bai Ran could go to Yang City as soon as she handed over her work in Xiong City.

After handling Bai Ran's matter, Sun Zhe took a taxi back to the hotel. Unexpectedly, his phone suddenly rang halfway through the trip.