Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 209: Too Many Women Isn’t Good Either

Chapter 209: Chapter 209: Too Many Women Isn’t Good Either

"Mm-hmm... Witch Master, don’t..."

"You’re tickling me..."

Faced with Sun Zhe’s fiery passion, Lin Miao quickly surrendered. She reached out to tightly embrace his head, actively arching her chest toward him as if afraid his fiery lips and tongue might miss her sensitive and tender spots.

Her ten fair, jade-like fingers continually explored his hair as she strained her swan-like neck. Her mouth was slightly open, letting out captivating moans. She allowed Sun Zhe to leave wet, warm kiss marks on her neck and collarbone. What she didn’t even realize was that her beautiful legs, which had only just recovered, had already unconsciously clamped onto Sun Zhe’s waist.

Amidst the heat, Sun Zhe suddenly propped himself up into a kneeling position, gazing fervently at the beauty beneath him. "Miaomiao, how about we just get straight to it?"

Lin Miao’s face flushed crimson. Gently biting her knuckle, she turned her face away and whispered coyly, "Then go ahead."

Upon receiving her consent, Sun Zhe eagerly shifted his position.

A few moments later, after parting Lin Miao’s legs, Sun Zhe discovered that the once-lush meadow was now a disastrous flood. Strands of crystal-clear, sweet nectar flowed incessantly from between the butterfly wings. It resembled a weeping butterfly, beautifully forlorn and evoking tenderness.

Sun Zhe couldn’t tell whether this was an effect of his Pure Yang True Qi or if Lin Miao’s body was just naturally sensitive. But right now, none of that mattered.

He began to use the resources at hand. Reaching into the fragrant meadow, he collected a handful of nectar and then applied it to his great spear, which had become dry from the heat. While lubricating himself, Sun Zhe also sank his hips and adjusted his legs, finding the optimal angle for his attack.

He held his spear with one hand while the other ventured into Lin Miao’s slick, pink thighs. His nimble fingers each took their designated roles—his thumb gently rubbed the tender bud while his middle and ring fingers separated the two moist butterfly wings, revealing the honeyed cave of a hidden paradise.

Lin Miao lay on the pillow, biting her finger. She occasionally lifted her head for a glance, her heart pounding as she grew increasingly anxious. When the heated tip of the spear pressed against the entrance to her honeyed cave, her delicate body suddenly tensed.

"Witch Master... I’m scared..."

Sun Zhe gave her a reassuring look. "Don’t worry, I’ve used my Pure Yang True Qi, so it won’t hurt much. The first time might just feel a bit uncomfortably full, though."

"Mm... alright..."

"Later, pay attention and feel my Yang Qi," Sun Zhe reminded her. "You’ll need to circulate your energy to absorb it in time."

"I know..."

VROOM! VROOM! VROOM!

Unexpectedly, the roar of a car engine suddenly echoed from the courtyard outside. The atmosphere in the room instantly went silent.

The two stared at each other for a few seconds before the same helpless smile appeared on both their faces.

Lin Miao said shyly, "It’s Auntie... she’s back from grocery shopping."

Sun Zhe was completely frustrated. "What perfect timing."

Lin Miao covered her mouth and giggled. "Just your bad luck."

Sun Zhe sighed, reluctantly withdrawing his spear. "Maybe we should wait until your legs are fully healed?"

"Mm... Then I’ll have to trouble Witch Master to endure a little longer."

Sun Zhe rolled off the bed. "Remember to get up and walk around a bit every day, but don’t push yourself too hard."

Lin Miao asked, "Will you still come to see me every night?"

"It depends on the situation," Sun Zhe replied. "You probably don’t need me to come anymore. If anything happens, you can call me."

Looking slightly disappointed, Lin Miao grabbed a plush toy from the bedside and tossed it at him. "Then leave! Hurry up and go, I hate you."

"..."

***

When Sun Zhe arrived home, it was already past six in the evening. As soon as he entered the living room, he smelled the alluring scent of a home-cooked meal and saw Zhu Yan’s busy figure in the kitchen.

Zhu Yan was wearing a red dress suited for being at home, her long hair tied up and held in place with a hairpin. Sun Zhe walked to the kitchen doorway and watched her gentle and virtuous appearance, his eyes filling with love. He suddenly felt incredibly fortunate.

However, when he saw her firm, pert, peach-shaped buttocks, the fire that Lin Miao had ignited in him earlier suddenly flared up again. A large tent soon arose in his lower body.

"Mom, when did you get back?"

He walked up behind Zhu Yan, embracing her slender waist and pressing his tent against her soft, curvy posterior.

Zhu Yan turned her head to give him a gentle kiss on the corner of his mouth. "Naughty boy, stop teasing me," she said softly. "I drank too much last night, and I’m still a little dizzy."

Hearing this, Sun Zhe let her go, striving to suppress the unholy fire within him. He cared more about her physical well-being than his own release.

"How much did you drink last night?"

Zhu Yan rubbed her temples. "A lot," she said, sulking. "After drinking at Shengshi Court, we went to Zhishan’s place to drink more."

Sun Zhe looked at her with concern. "Don’t drink that much again."

Zhu Yan smiled sweetly. "I was just so happy last night. Our face masks just hit the market and they’re selling so well. We’re getting such a big share of the profits... how could we not celebrate?"

Sun Zhe reached out and patted her tender rear. "Alright, my wealthy momma, you go rest for a bit. I’ll cook."

"Mm... my darling is so wonderful. He even knows how to dote on his momma."

Sun Zhe grumbled, "You say that as if I never doted on you before."

Zhu Yan handed him the ladle, stood on her tiptoes to give him a gentle kiss on the forehead, and said, "I’ll have to trouble you tonight. Starting tomorrow, I’ll cook delicious food for you every day."

"Every day... don’t you have to work?"

Zhu Yan laughed. "Now that the masks are on the market, I’m the chief consultant, but I don’t need to participate in research and development anymore. I’ll have plenty of time from now on."

"Didn’t you also take on sales work?" Sun Zhe asked.

Zhu Yan rolled her eyes. "With President Liu as a major client backing me, plus all the clients President Lin introduced last time, do you think I still need to run around chasing clients every day?"

"Fine, you got to show off again."

"Pfft, I wasn’t showing off."

"..."

***

After dinner, Zhu Yan went straight to her room to sleep, leaving Sun Zhe alone on the first floor to wash the dishes. Considering Zhu Yan wasn’t feeling well, Sun Zhe decided to spare her for the night.

After finishing his chores, Sun Zhe went out to the courtyard alone, planning to cultivate for a while. These past few days, he had been focusing on gathering Yin Essence and had neglected his physical cultivation.

In the large courtyard, under the ginkgo tree, Sun Zhe took off his shirt and was preparing to warm up when his phone suddenly rang.

"Damn it... Who is that? Can’t a guy even cultivate in peace?"

He assumed it was Wang Feng calling, wanting to take him out partying again. But when he looked at his phone, he saw it was a call from Leng Yueshuang!

"Hello, President Leng."

Leng Yueshuang’s faint voice came from the other end. "Where are you?"

"I’m at home."

"What are you doing?"

"I was just about to cultivate. What’s up, President Leng? Do you need something?"

Leng Yueshuang’s tone was one that brooked no argument as she said, "Be ready to leave in twenty minutes. I’ll come pick you up." 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶

She then hung up.

Sun Zhe stood there holding his phone and let out a long sigh.

Sigh, I’ve really become a master of time management.

He suddenly felt that having too many women wasn’t such a great thing, after all. There are only twenty-four hours in a day, and it was nowhere near enough.