Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 219: Su Nanzhi Watching the Battle!

Outside Su Qingli’s room, Su Nanzhi quietly held her breath, staring at the two pairs of slippers on the floor. After a long internal struggle, she finally mustered the courage to slowly reach out and grasp the doorknob.

CLICK...

Since her fingerprint was registered for Su Qingli’s room, she opened the door with a simple twist.

As the door swung open, a burst of intense moans flooded her ears. The sounds were so fierce that the people inside failed to notice the door had been opened.

Outside the door, Su Nanzhi let out a silent breath. She carefully pushed the door open to a three-finger-wide crack and leaned in to observe the scene inside.

The next moment, upon seeing the sensual, provocative scene within, she froze. Her mind went completely blank, filled with a deafening buzz.

Even though I’ve secretly watched adult films on countless nights, the visual impact of this "live broadcast" is far beyond anything they could compare to!

Moreover, she knew both the stars of this "live broadcast."

One was her most beloved and respected older sister.

The other was the man who had stirred her heart.

On the large bed inside the room, two figures were completely exposed to her view.

She watched as that thick, terrifying member, glistening with juices, thrust rapidly in and out of her sister’s honeyed cleft. The two dark, wrinkled sacs slapped wildly against her sister’s tender flesh. A tingling heat ignited between Su Nanzhi’s thighs.

Sun Zhe was like a frenzied beast, his expression savage and fierce. He seemed like a stranger to her.

And Su Qingli, spouting lewd words with a wantonly seductive posture, was even more of a stranger.

Is this still the elegant and noble eldest daughter of the Su family, the one who is equally at home in the drawing room and the kitchen?

Staring at the scene, she covered her mouth, her eyes widening as her pupils contracted and trembled. Her delicate body shivered uncontrollably.

An indescribable sourness welled up in her heart.

She couldn’t help but fantasize... What would it be like if the woman being pinned down and pierced by Sun Zhe wasn’t her sister, but herself?

For a moment, she felt as if something of hers had been stolen, leaving her heart in turmoil.

...

Inside the room, Sun Zhe was still thrusting vigorously, completely unaware that someone was peeking from outside. His fierce posture and powerful, sweeping motions looked as if he were intentionally tormenting Su Qingli.

But, as it happened, Su Qingli loved his passionate and brutal wildness.

Watching her own intimate parts being relentlessly pierced by his large shaft, she swayed her head and moaned coquettishly, artfully yielding beneath him. At that moment, she felt like the happiest, most blissful woman in the world.

Facing Sun Zhe’s powerful assault, it only took a dozen or so minutes for her to reach her peak. Her soft cries suddenly intensified, and her upper body, which had been propped up on her elbows, collapsed weakly onto the bed. Her slender waist writhed and her delicate body twitched, as if she had been struck by a sudden, severe illness.

However, Sun Zhe was just hitting his stride.

But he didn’t continue his assault. He hurriedly pulled out, leaving her to savor the beautiful flood of her release on her own.

...

After a while, Su Qingli finally caught her breath, her orgasm subsiding. Her entire body was covered in a rosy flush, and her beautiful eyes were misty and intoxicated.

"Baby... I can’t take any more. Let me rest for a bit."

Sun Zhe’s gaze was gentle as he lay beside her. He wrapped an arm around her delicate body, soothing her tenderly.

Only with Han Xinyue and Li Yufei was he truly savage, treating them as less than human. With the woman beside him now, his wildness was merely a way to add a bit of spice to their pleasure. In truth, he cared deeply about her feelings and was happy to fulfill her requests.

This was all thanks to Zhu Yan’s coaching. Zhu Yan had told him more than once that women loved a man who was physically wild but gentle at heart, a man who understood and catered to their emotions and feelings. Once a woman experienced a man like that for the first time, she would crave a second, and then countless more.

...

"Baby, you’re amazing. You made me collapse in no time at all." Su Qingli sighed. "Before we started, I thought I could go all day with you. But after we began... am I really that useless?"

Sun Zhe gently brushed a few sweat-dampened strands of hair from her forehead. "It’s alright, Sister Qingli, as long as you’re satisfied," he said softly. "Besides, you already made me come once with your mouth, which is why I lasted so long this time."

Su Qingli’s eyes fell upon his erection, still pointing rigidly toward the sky, and she felt a pang of pity. She knew that being left hanging like this was extremely uncomfortable for a man.

So, she slowly lifted a beautiful, stocking-clad leg, gently clamping his shaft in the soft crook of her silk-clad knee and swaying her leg up and down.

"Ah... that feels so good..." Sun Zhe groaned, his face a mask of bliss as he massaged the fullness of her breast. "You’re incredible, Sister Qingli. A true treasure. Even using your leg feels this amazing."

"Really?" Su Qingli giggled, covering her mouth. Suddenly, an idea struck her. She shifted her body and reached down, deftly slipping off her sexy, lilac lace panties.

They were dripping wet, thoroughly soaked with her juices.

Sun Zhe looked puzzled. "Why did you take those off?"

Su Qingli gave him a mysterious smile. She said nothing, merely twirling the panties between two fingers in front of his eyes.

Then, gazing at him affectionately, she took his blazing erection and, under his confused watch, wrapped it with the dripping wet panties. She lifted her leg again, clamping him once more in the soft crook of her stockinged knee.

"Baby, does this feel good?" Su Qingli used her soaked panties to stroke his massive member, her fragrant lips close to his ear as she exhaled warm, sweet breath.

"Mmm... so good," Sun Zhe purred, his eyes narrowing.

"Should I help you finish like this, then?"

"Yes."

"Are my panties sexy? Look, they’re soaked with my juices. Doesn’t it feel good, having me jerk you off with them wrapped around that big thing of yours?"

"So good."

"Don’t let your hands be idle. Come and finger my little flower."

"Mmm..."

"My nipples are so itchy... how about I feed you some milk?"

"..."

Su Qingli truly lived up to the title of "ultimate enchantress," taking the art of using her hands and mouth to its absolute pinnacle.

As she whispered lewd, wanton words, her hands never stopped moving. In just ten minutes, Sun Zhe was on the verge of erupting. He couldn’t hold it back any longer and exploded.

"Ah! Baby, you’re coming! There’s so much... my panties can barely hold it all!" she cried out.

"Baby, you’re amazing!"

"..."

Meanwhile, outside the door, Su Nanzhi had already collapsed weakly against the wall, her stocking-clad legs slightly parted and trembling uncontrollably.

A beautifully manicured hand had slipped beneath her hip-hugging skirt, its fingertip rubbing the tender little bud that had swelled and hardened without her realizing it.

In her mind, she had taken her sister’s place.