Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Chapter 515 - 498: Sun Zhe’s Itinerary Arrangement_2

Sun Zhe instantly understood her meaning and said, "But I really have something to do."

Han Xinyue raised her face to stare at him, her momentum overwhelming, "Is it such an urgent matter?"

"Uh... not exactly, it’s just that I’ve been missing for so many days, I want to go report one by one so they don’t worry."

Upon hearing this, Han Xinyue snorted softly, pulling him into the house.

"I’ve even put on black stockings, you have to accompany me for some cultivation."

"..."

Soon after.

The room of Han Xinyue echoed with enchanting moans.

On that luxurious big bed, under her and the deceased Family Head of Zhou Family’s wedding photo, Sun Zhe knelt on the bed with his two legs spread, his big hands tightly holding her slender waist, engaging in an extremely fierce thrust.

Han Xinyue extended her long snowy neck and wailed sorrowfully, her long hair swaying with Sun Zhe’s pounding, her slender hands seemingly having nowhere to rest, grabbing around wildly.

"Mm mm mm... Hubby, faster!"

"I’m going to die!"

Han Xinyue seemed to lose her senses, incoherently moaning, her crystal toes encased in transparent stockings curling tightly.

"Coming, coming, coming hubby!"

"..."

When the cultivation with Han Xinyue was finished, it was already past five in the afternoon.

Sun Zhe transformed directly into a time management expert, taking a taxi to Yangcheng People’s Hospital.

Chinese Medicine Department.

Inside the director’s office.

Meng Shiyang was wearing a white coat, with a set of gold-rimmed glasses, her long chestnut aromatic hair tied into a ponytail with a butterfly hairband, looking simple and competent, indeed having a bit of "director" aura.

"Knock knock knock."

Suddenly there was a knock on the door.

"Please come in."

Meng Shiyang thought it was a patient, not even raising her head.

Sun Zhe walked into the office, pushed the door back and locked it.

"Shiyang, long time no see."

"Master?! How come you..."

Seeing the man she longed for day and night before her eyes, Meng Shiyang’s eyes couldn’t help but redden.

However.

The master and disciple pair didn’t say much, she directly pulled Sun Zhe into the small inner room.

"Master, I miss you!"

"Shiyang, I just came to look..."

"Stop pretending!"

Meng Shiyang interrupted him, saying angrily, "Then what’s the meaning of you locking the door as soon as you came in?"

"Hmph, saying you’re here to see me, actually you’re here to screw me, right?"

"Uh..."

With an awkward smile, Sun Zhe touched his nose, forcefully arguing, "That’s just a natural reaction, I’m used to locking the door when entering."

No sooner had he finished speaking than he was blocked by Meng Shiyang’s fiery red lips.

In an instant, a soft and sweet taste entered his mouth.

After a long passionate kiss, Meng Shiyang reluctantly pulled away, her starry eyes filled with a seductive gleam, as if trying to pull away.

"Master, how about tying Shiyang up and having some fun?"

Sun Zhe’s expression was strange, looking around before asking, "What to tie with?"

Meng Shiyang lifted her white coat, chuckling awkwardly.

Since Sun Zhe resigned and stopped working there, her attire became conservative, mostly long pants and long skirts.

Since there was no one she wanted to seduce, there was no need to dress like that.

Today she was wearing skinny jeans, a loose short sleeve with a big butterfly decoration on one shoulder, revealing just one snow-white fragrant shoulder.

Seeing her snowy shoulder exposed, Sun Zhe mischievously pinched the small transparent bra strap, pulling and snapping it, asking with a sly smile, "How about using this to tie?"

Meng Shiyang’s beautiful eyes lit up, seeming suddenly inspired by a better idea, she instinctively reached for Sun Zhe’s waist, deftly undoing the drawstring of his casual pants, and then pulling out the entire drawstring.

Just like an experienced chef removing shrimp intestines, incomparably smooth and effortless.

"Use this to tie."

Sun Zhe shook his head helplessly, "I really don’t know where you picked up these little quirks."

"Ah, I just like the feeling of being controlled and abused."

"..."

Soon.

Naked, Meng Shiyang was kneeling on the bed with her back to Sun Zhe, her hands bound behind her waist.

Without the support of her arms, she could only rest her forehead against the wall.

"Master, pull down my panties to gag me, I’m afraid of screaming too loudly and being heard."

Seeing the little wild cat begging to be abused before him, Sun Zhe couldn’t hold back, immediately doing as instructed, then kneeling on the bed, grabbing her ponytail to pull her body back, and thrusting forward abruptly.

A light sound rang out.

Sun Zhe slid effortlessly to the deepest part.

"Hiss... Shiyang, it’s really hot inside your belly."

"Mm mm mm... Master faster!"

Just a brief thrusting left Meng Shiyang in tears, even her makeup smudged.

"..."

Sun Zhe’s lesson for his disciple lasted until past eight in the evening.

Just in time for Meng Shiyang to get off work, so Sun Zhe accompanied her for a hot pot meal.

After dinner, the two hid in the bathroom for another round of passionate kissing before reluctantly parting ways.

Meng Shiyang drove her newly purchased "Beetle" home, while Sun Zhe hailed a taxi directly to Jiang Yushu’s home.

...

"Sister Yushu, long time no see."

In the luxurious and exquisite villa, as soon as Sun Zhe entered the living room, he saw Jiang Yushu busy checking her phone while applying a face mask.

Seeing the lively and vigorous boy standing before her, Jiang Yushu burst into tears of joy, tearing off the face mask just applied, running up to embrace Sun Zhe.

"When did you wake up? Didn’t even tell me."

These days Jiang Yushu often visited Sun Zhe, but each time seeing the dreamingly sleeping Sun Zhe, her heart was breaking.

"I woke up just yesterday, wanted to surprise you."

"Come, let sister take a good look at you."

Sun Zhe leaned forward, obediently standing for her to look.

"Mm... looks like Sister Yan has fed you well, you’ve even gained weight. Before, when you were bedridden, you were as slim as a monkey."

Sun Zhe wore a mysterious smile, suddenly lifting her horizontally, striding toward the stairs.

"Sister Yushu, time is of the essence, shall we talk while we do?"

Jiang Yushu hugged his neck with both hands, her gaze tender, "Should I wear stockings?"

"No need, let’s do it first then decide!"

Because Meng Shiyang couldn’t be stimulated further, Sun Zhe hadn’t relieved his tension at the hospital, he was already desperate, not caring about anything else at the moment.

"Ah... be gentle!"

Just as they reached the stairs, Sun Zhe couldn’t wait to unite with Jiang Yushu.

Jiang Yushu faced Sun Zhe, like an octopus clinging to him.

Every step Sun Zhe took up the stairs sent shivers through Jiang Yushu’s body, her head swaying from side to side, eventually burying her face into his neck, biting him.

"You’re so bad to me, coming in and tormenting me."

"..."

This torturing continued until eleven at night for Sun Zhe.

Jiang Yushu, after reaching the peak five times, was truly overwhelmed and had to call Li Zhishan to come over to help tackle Sun Zhe.

Though she didn’t tell Li Zhishan it was to tackle Sun Zhe, she just said there was an urgent matter, very urgent, urging Li Zhishan to leave everything and come immediately.

When Li Zhishan arrivep>To Jiang Yushu’s place in haste, she barely entered, couldn’t even change her high heels, when she was suddenly thrown onto the sofa by Sun Zhe.

"Whoa, how come it’s you, you little rascal!"

"Oh, let go!"

"Mm... don’t bite me, please, little rascal, give me a moment."

In the struggle.

The newly bought Balenciaga stockings were torn with several big holes under his devilish hands.

Seeing those smooth shining white buns, Sun Zhe swallowed his drool, and without a word, plunged straight in.

At one in the morning.

The exhausted two women watched Sun Zhe dress, their curiosity piqued.

"Going out so late?"

Sun Zhe said, "I still have a place to go."

"Where?"

"Secret."

Leaving Jiang Yushu’s house, Sun Zhe leveraged the night, unfolded the Yin Yang Wings, and flew straight to Boli Music Academy.

Zhu Yan had mentioned before that Ye Qiao and the other girls were unfocused on their studies due to his coma, so he wanted to go reassure them, and perhaps cultivate a bit.

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