Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 81: Qiaoqiao Comes Home

"President Leng... How can you toy with me like this?"

"I saved you! You don’t pay me, and now you want to gouge out my eyes? Where’s the justice in that?"

"I mean, can’t we act a little more human here?"

Seeing the icy beauty approaching, Sun Zhe panicked. He scrambled backward, raising the medical kit like a shield.

"President Leng, I’m warning you, don’t push it!"

"Don’t think I can’t beat you! I’m just a gentleman who doesn’t fight with women!"

"Besides, you’re injured! Even if I won, it would be a dishonorable victory!"

Hearing this, Leng Yueshuang’s eyes filled with contempt. "You really think you’re something, don’t you? Even seriously injured, killing you would be as easy as flipping my hand."

"Leng Yueshuang, that’s enough! Don’t think I don’t have a temper!" Sun Zhe suddenly roared, glaring at her furiously.

Leng Yueshuang remained expressionless. "Since you have a temper, let me see it."

Unexpectedly, in the next second, Sun Zhe broke into a wide grin. He sidled up to Leng Yueshuang with a fawning smile and began massaging her shoulders, a complete change in demeanor.

"Heh heh heh... President Leng, my dearest Sister Leng, my most beautiful Sister Yueshuang... seeing as how I’m being so good, won’t you spare me?"

"If you spare me, I can be your little cutie."

Leng Yueshuang was inwardly amused but kept her face a blank mask. "That trick won’t work on me. In fact, it’s disgusting. I said I’d take one of your eyes, and I will."

Hearing this, Sun Zhe’s expression hardened. He pulled his hands back from her shoulders. "In that case, don’t force my hand!"

Leng Yueshuang asked, "And what will you do?"

"Let’s make a deal!" Sun Zhe said.

Leng Yueshuang asked curiously, "What kind of deal?"

"I can make sure your burns don’t leave scars!" Sun Zhe stated plainly.

Her heart skipped a beat. "Really?"

As a woman, how could she truly not care about having scars on her body? Sun Zhe’s words had hit her right where it counted.

"Of course, it’s true. You have to trust my medical skills," Sun Zhe said with an air of certainty. "But I need time to prepare the medicine. Give me five days."

Leng Yueshuang retracted her dagger. "You’d better not be playing tricks on me."

Sun Zhe gave a carefree laugh. "How could I? I’m right here in Yang City. With your resources, President Leng, you could grab me anytime you wanted. What tricks could I possibly play?"

"Then get lost," Leng Yueshuang said coolly. "Come back here in five days."

Granted a reprieve, Sun Zhe hurried toward the door. He couldn’t wait to get out of this godforsaken place for another second. And as for this female Rakshasa, Leng Yueshuang, he didn’t want to face her for a moment longer.

But when he reached the door, he stopped and turned back to her. "Oh, President Leng, there’s something I want to ask you."

Leng Yueshuang said nothing.

Sun Zhe continued, "Is your injury tonight related to the Zhou Family fire?"

"Don’t ask what doesn’t concern you."

Sun Zhe shrugged, turned, and walked away.

「Shortly after.」

Once Sun Zhe had left, Ning Yue entered the room. "President Leng, were you really going to gouge out his eye?"

Leng Yueshuang smiled faintly. "I was just scaring him. I wanted to force his hand and see his true strength."

Ning Yue asked curiously, "And what was the purpose of that?"

Leng Yueshuang looked out the window at the night sky. "Don’t ask what doesn’t concern you. You may leave."

"Yes, President Leng."

「On the other side.」

Carrying his medical kit, Sun Zhe walked out of Di Fan District, muttering under his breath.

Damn, that woman Leng Yueshuang is really something else, always pulling knives on people. I go out of my way to save her, and she scares me into a cold sweat. My underwear is soaked. Damn... I really wonder what a woman like her is like in bed. I’m dying to find out. But to be fair, she’s absolutely terrifying. Just being in front of her is enough to send a chill down my spine. If she really made a move, I’d probably be no match for her. In short, it’s best to stay as far away from that kind of woman as possible.

It was after ten o’clock at night when Sun Zhe finally got home.

Thinking about how Zhu Yan forbade him from touching her, meaning he couldn’t practice his Cultivation at home for half a month, made him feel utterly dejected.

"Stepmom, I’m back."

Sun Zhe opened the door and was about to change into his slippers when a graceful, fragrant figure ran happily toward him and leaped into his arms.

"Brother!"

Sun Zhe instinctively wrapped his arms around the soft, tender body in his embrace. "Qiaoqiao, why are you back so suddenly?"

Ye Qiao wrapped her arms around his neck, leaned in to give him a soft peck on the lips, and smiled sweetly. "Didn’t I tell you? I come home once a week."

"Oh, that’s right."

Ye Qiao’s cheeks reddened as she whispered, "Mom should be working overtime tonight. She isn’t back yet."

Sun Zhe placed his hands on her slender waist and grinned wickedly. "So?"

"Brother, I missed you so much."

"Then let’s see how much you really missed me," Sun Zhe said meaningfully.

Ye Qiao looked curious. "How do you see that? Do I have to cut my heart out and show you?"

"That won’t be necessary."

With a devilish smile, Sun Zhe slipped his hand under her JK skirt. He kneaded her soft little mound through the thin layer of stockings and safety panties. After just a few rubs, his fingertips felt moisture.

"Looks like you really missed me."

"Ugh, brother, you’re so annoying! You haven’t even washed your hands," Ye Qiao pouted, lightly punching his chest. She then knelt, tilting her head back to gaze at him with loving eyes. "You worked hard today, brother. Let me reward you properly."

Sun Zhe looked down, meeting her gaze, and felt his heart melt.

Such an obedient sister. He really wished he had ten more.

Without a word, Ye Qiao skillfully pulled his pants down to his knees, letting the hot, massive thing spring out against her face. As she inhaled the rich, masculine scent, she pursed her lips, her beautiful eyes gradually growing hazy. Her moist lips parted gently, and she leaned forward to kiss the large, blunt head.

Sun Zhe instinctively raised a hand to cup her head, his palm kneading her fragrant hair. The sight of her pretty face half-buried in the bush of coarse, curly hair, her small pink tongue licking at the ugly, formidable thing, sent a jolt of both psychological and physical stimulation through him, causing his breath to quicken.

"Hiss... Qiaoqiao, your teeth scraped me. Be gentle."

Ye Qiao glanced up at him, then deliberately scraped him with her teeth again.

Sun Zhe flinched in pain. To punish her, he slipped his socked foot under her skirt, his big toe teasing her plump little mound through the fabric of her stockings and safety panties.

"Mmmph..."

Ye Qiao’s brow furrowed, and a strange, muffled moan escaped her. The unusual pleasure from her private parts made her body tremble.

"That’s what you get for being naughty," Sun Zhe said.

Ye Qiao let out a soft snort, then suddenly tilted her head back and used her glistening lips to take in the wrinkled sac at the base of his shaft, sucking hard.

As she did, Sun Zhe’s entire body shuddered. "Qiaoqiao, I was wrong," he gasped. "Please, let go."

"Mmmph... I won’t!" Ye Qiao shook her head, sucking even harder.

But just then, the crisp sound of high heels suddenly came from outside the door.

Before either of them could react, Zhu Yan’s voice cut through the air from the doorway. "What are you two doing!"

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