Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 94: Teaching Arrogant Ye Qiao a Lesson
Ping’an District.
Unit 5, Room 402.
"What did you say?!"
"You actually slept with Teacher Lin!"
Ye Qiao’s surprised exclamation suddenly echoed from the living room.
Sun Zhe leaned back on the sofa, one arm around Ye Qiao’s fragrant, soft body. "That’s just how it is," he said. "You asked me to tell you, so I did."
Just moments before, he had truthfully confessed to Ye Qiao where he had gone last night and what he had done.
Ye Qiao looked at Sun Zhe with a strange expression, her cheeks puffed up as she playfully pounded his chest with her small fists. "You really are something else, you big pervert," she said coquettishly. "First, it was my mom, and now you’ve slept with my teacher."
"Teacher Lin is my favorite teacher! She’s amazing at the piano."
Sun Zhe smiled. "I think so too. She’s beautiful when she plays the piano."
Ye Qiao pouted and asked, "What about me? Am I not beautiful when I play the piano?"
Sun Zhe gave her a meaningful look. "I’ve never seen you play the piano. I’ve only seen you play the flute."
"But I must say, Qiaoqiao, you also look beautiful when you play the flute."
Ye Qiao naturally understood what Sun Zhe meant, and her pretty face flushed red. With a hint of annoyance, she pinched his waist and said playfully, "Next time, I’ll bite it off. Believe it or not?"
Sun Zhe shivered. "Sister Qiao, I was wrong!"
Ye Qiao giggled and then asked, "By the way, has Teacher Lin ever... played the flute for you?"
"No, she wasn’t willing to."
An evil grin spread across Ye Qiao’s face. "Well, when she’s willing someday, you should secretly film it for me, okay?"
"I really want to see what Teacher Lin looks like when she’s playing the flute. Just thinking about it is so thrilling!"
Sun Zhe rolled his eyes. "Secretly filming her isn’t right. It would be disrespectful. I’ll just tell her directly that her student, Ye Qiao, wants to see what she looks like playing the flute."
"How dare you!"
Ye Qiao’s eyes went wide, and she waved her small fists, ready to hit him.
Sun Zhe laughed and quickly twisted away to dodge.
Suddenly, Ye Qiao hugged him, resting her face on his chest and changing the subject. "By the way, Brother, do you know who our school’s four Campus Belles are?"
Sun Zhe thought for a moment. "Besides you and Shiyan, who are the other two?"
"The other one is Lin Yingchun," Ye Qiao said. "But she’s too cold and barely talks. I don’t really get along with her."
"As for the last one... it’s the woman you slept with last night."
Sun Zhe was stunned. "Shuqing?"
Ye Qiao nodded.
"I suppose it makes sense she’s a Campus Belle," Sun Zhe said. "But she’s a teacher."
"She was a student there before she became a teacher," Ye Qiao explained.
"I see."
Ye Qiao put on a mysterious expression. "And we four Campus Belles each have a different title."
"What titles?"
Ye Qiao spoke slowly, "Teacher Lin is the ’Piano Goddess’; Li Shiyan is the ’Proud Goddess’; Lin Yingchun is the ’Cold Goddess.’"
"As for me... I’m the famous and beloved ’Sweet Goddess.’"
Sun Zhe couldn’t help but laugh. "Why does that sound so cringey?"
"Can’t be helped. It’s the titles those dumb boys gave us."
Sun Zhe’s face turned serious. "Alright, my Sweet Goddess. Now that I’ve confessed everything, isn’t it time you showed me the chat history?"
"Fine, take a look."
Ye Qiao rolled her eyes at him and handed over her phone.
Then, Sun Zhe started scrolling through the chat history in the girls’ group, finding it more and more scandalous with every message he read.
Girl A wrote: "My ex-boyfriend and his two roommates fucked me at the same time. They filled all three of my holes. I really miss it!"
Girl B wrote: "I’m so jealous of your awesome sex life. My life sucks. The day after my abortion, my boyfriend wanted to have sex, but he came in just a few minutes. Such a loser."
Girl C sent a string of emojis, writing: "Waaah... I’m so horny, and my boyfriend can’t get it up. I really want to find a man to fuck me! Can anyone lend me their boyfriend for a day?"
Girl D wrote: "Hey, I remember that girl from the class next door goes out to sell herself every night. She’s even hooked a few rich old men. I saw her with a new bag the other day."
Another girl wrote: "Let’s go to a nightclub and find some male models over the holiday. I’m going to start saving up now. I’ll hire two of them and have them go at me from the front and back. Just thinking about it is so exciting!"
"Hey, do you guys think the drill instructor has a big dick? He’s so hot and strong. I really want him to fuck me!"
"By the way, that Doctor Sun who came to our school for the free clinic last time was also super handsome, a total dreamboat! I wonder which lucky woman gets to be fucked by him."
"..."
Reading these scandalous chat messages, Sun Zhe felt his worldview shattering.
Abortions, switching boyfriends, group sex, selling their bodies for money... the girls in this group discussed practically everything.
What he hadn’t expected was that they were even discussing him!
Sure enough, being handsome is a crime!
"Whoa... do you girls really chat this wildly?"
Ye Qiao snorted. "It’s just like how you guys talk about women when you’re together. We girls also love to discuss things about men."
"And let me tell you, don’t be fooled by how sweet and innocent those girls act, like little fairies. Deep down, they’re all super horny, maybe even hornier than you men."
"The first time they see a guy, if he’s even a little handsome, they’ll immediately wonder how big his package is and how long he can last."
Sun Zhe gave Ye Qiao a strange look. "Like a certain Miss Ye?"
Hearing this, Ye Qiao’s face turned red, and she said coquettishly, "So what if I am? This Miss Ye is horny! What are you going to do about it?"
Sun Zhe lowered his gaze to her ultra-short denim shorts, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "So, am I big? Do I last long enough?"
Ye Qiao rolled her eyes disdainfully. "Just average. Barely enough to satisfy me."
Hearing this, Sun Zhe’s face darkened, and his voice was stern. "Ye Qiao!"
"What?"
"I’m going to fuck you until you cry!" Sun Zhe said seriously.
Ye Qiao, however, was utterly fearless. She tilted her head back and puffed out her chest. "Then bring it on! Today, if you, Sun Zhe, can’t fuck me until my eyes roll back, I’m drooling, and my legs are too weak to close, then you’re not leaving this room!"
"You said it!"
Sun Zhe couldn’t take it anymore and pounced on her. He knew Ye Qiao was deliberately provoking him, but he fell for it every time.
In just a moment, Sun Zhe had stripped her down to just her underwear.
He lay on his back on the sofa, his feet planted on the floor. Ye Qiao sat on his lower abdomen, facing away from him, her jade-like feet, encased in white lace ankle socks, resting on his hairy legs. From the front, she resembled a capital "M."
The bulging, veiny rod was buried to the hilt, causing her lower abdomen to protrude slightly.
"Brother... where did you learn this position?"
Sun Zhe held her back with both hands, slowly thrusting his hips upward. "Don’t worry about that. Just tell me if it feels good!"
"Ah..." 𝚏𝕣𝐞𝗲𝐰𝕖𝐛𝐧𝕠𝕧𝚎𝚕.𝐜𝚘𝗺
As Sun Zhe thrust, Ye Qiao couldn’t help but tilt her head back and moan. Her soft, fragrant hair spilled backward to drape across Sun Zhe’s face.
"Brother, this is so embarrassing!"
"Weren’t you being so arrogant just a moment ago?"
"..."
...
A fierce battle raged until noon.
Ye Qiao climaxed twice and nearly fainted. Sun Zhe only relented when she cried and begged for mercy.
After lunch, Sun Zhe took Ye Qiao to school on his electric scooter.
Once he dropped her off and returned home, Sun Zhe retreated to his room and opened the sandalwood box. Inside were four secret manuals: *True Qi Thunder Transformation*, *Sword Points at the Stars*, *Witch’s Step*, and *Destruction Illusion Sound*.
After examining them for a long time, Sun Zhe finally chose *True Qi Thunder Transformation*, feeling that this ultimate technique suited him best. As for the other three, they were too difficult to cultivate. *Destruction Illusion Sound* in particular required an instrument to perform, and since he didn’t know how to play one, he had no choice but to give it up.
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