Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 241: Driver Sun Hits the Road!

Night.

In a small grove on the outskirts of Yang City.

The grass under the trees was lush and unruly, each blade glistening with dewdrops.

After her climax, Zhu Yan felt utterly boneless, unable to even stand. She could only sit under the tree, gasping softly. It was as if her very essence had been drained away, leaving not a single drop behind.

Sun Zhe squatted beside her, gently dabbing her clean with a tissue, his eyes filled with guilt.

"Stepmom, are you okay?"

Zhu Yan smiled and shook her head. She reached out to ruffle his hair, her eyes brimming with tender affection.

"Don't worry. I'm fine."

Though she was utterly exhausted and her body felt weightless, the sensation was wonderful. Her mind and body felt completely adrift, as if sinking into a vast cloud of cotton, and she wanted to remain immersed in the feeling forever.

Sun Zhe wore a helpless expression. "I told you, now that my Cultivation Technique has broken through to the Second Realm, I'd drain you completely. You just wouldn't believe me."

"And you were begging for mercy after just one round."

Hearing this, Zhu Yan huffed, turning her face away. "Don't be so smug. I just wasn't well-rested today."

Seeing this stunning beauty who had clearly lost but refused to admit it, Sun Zhe was speechless for a moment. Then, he swept her up into his arms and strode toward the BMW sedan.

「A short while later.」

Sun Zhe gently placed her in the passenger seat.

Zhu Yan leaned back against the seat with her eyes closed, her lovely lips slightly parted as she continued to pant softly. The indescribable pleasure hadn't yet subsided within her. Her delicate body still twitched occasionally, and nectar continued to seep from her already-closed honeypot.

She gradually realized this must also be a result of Sun Zhe's breakthrough—his Cultivation Technique now made a woman's afterglow last for a very long time. In other words, she was still at her peak, her soul drifting among the clouds, refusing to descend. It had only been once, but the pleasure was equivalent to several ordinary sessions combined!

She just wanted to immerse herself in this decadent dream forever. She might have stayed that way, but Sun Zhe said something so startling that her eyes snapped open.

"Stepmom, let me drive. You're in no condition to."

At these words, Zhu Yan's beautiful eyes trembled as she stared at him in disbelief.

"Do you have a license?"

Sun Zhe shook his head. "Nope."

"And you still want to drive?"

Sun Zhe scratched his head and laughed. "Driving doesn't look that hard. I've learned just from watching you."

Zhu Yan was speechless.

Sun Zhe looked into her eyes and said earnestly, "Stepmom, just let me try."

Zhu Yan fell silent for a moment before suddenly asking, "Can you even turn the car around on a narrow dirt road like this?"

Sun Zhe thought for a moment. "I think so."

"You *think* so?"

Zhu Yan suddenly laughed. "Fine. If you can turn this car around, I'll let you drive."

Without another word, Sun Zhe shut the passenger door. "Just watch me!"

Zhu Yan leaned back in her seat, a lazy, elegant smile on her face as she watched him with a teasing gaze.

He's never even touched a steering wheel. There's no way he can turn the car around on a narrow dirt road like this. Even for an experienced driver like me, it would take a while. You little rascal… you always tease me about being a bad driver when I park. Let's see what you've got.

She was fully prepared to watch him make a fool of himself. But after a moment, she realized he hadn't gotten into the driver's seat. Instead, he was pacing in front of the car.

Sun Zhe stood before the car, pinching his chin in thought.

Zhu Yan rolled down the window. "Hey, you little rascal, are you going to do it or not?"

Sun Zhe glanced at her. "Never ask a man that question."

Zhu Yan covered her mouth to hide a giggle. "Don't force it if you can't. Safety first. I can just drive."

But as soon as the words left her mouth, she saw Sun Zhe crouch down!

The car lurched, and she felt her body sway as if it were about to take flight. Looking closer, she was horrified to see that Sun Zhe was lifting the front of the car! The two front wheels lifted clean off the ground, defying gravity so blatantly it was enough to make Newton roll over in his grave.

"What the hell..." Zhu Yan's almond-shaped eyes went wide as she stared at Sun Zhe as if he were a ghost. She, who was always so composed, couldn't stop a curse from escaping her lips.

She had considered countless possibilities, but never in her wildest dreams did she imagine he would turn the car around *like this*!

A faint, golden-red glow radiated from Sun Zhe's body. The vehicle, weighing several tons, seemed as light as a feather in his hands. She watched as he lifted the front of the car with both hands, raising it over his head. He then slowly shuffled forward until he was positioned directly under the car's center. Then, balancing the car chassis on his hands, he slowly rotated in place, turning the entire vehicle 180 degrees.

「A moment later.」

Sun Zhe dusted off his hands, opened the driver's door, and slid into the seat. He turned to Zhu Yan's terrified face and gave her a smug smile.

"Sorry, Stepmom. You look completely spent."

Zhu Yan's expression turned serious as she asked coyly, "Are we talking 'spent' as in exhausted, or... *spent*?"

Sun Zhe grinned. "Both, I think."

Zhu Yan said nothing and simply reached out to pinch him.

Sun Zhe laughed and dodged, catching her delicate hand in his. "By the way, Stepmom, what score would you give my little maneuver?"

Zhu Yan gave him an odd look. "8.8 points."

Sun Zhe was puzzled. "Why 8.8?"

Zhu Yan replied expressionlessly, "Points deducted for being a show-off."

She pinched Sun Zhe again, feigning annoyance. "Did you have to be so hardcore with your U-turn? I was sitting in the car! You scared me so badly... I nearly had a heart attack!"

Sun Zhe shrugged. "What's so scary about that? I'm a Nascent Soul Stage Martial Artist now. I could lift several more cars like this one."

Zhu Yan gave a dry laugh. "Official verdict: you're a monster."

Sun Zhe fastened his seatbelt and asked, "By the way, Stepmom, 'P' is for 'Proceed,' right?"

Zhu Yan's expression froze. She forced a pained smile. "Sweetie, that's 'D' for 'Drive'."

Sun Zhe slapped his forehead. "Oh, right, right! I knew it was 'D'!"

Zhu Yan quickly fastened her own seatbelt, her voice trembling. "Ah Zhe, be honest with me. Do you actually know how to drive?"

"Don't worry, Stepmom. Once I get the hang of the gears, the rest is easy."

Zhu Yan squeezed her eyes shut, her delicate body trembling. "My life is in your hands, then. Please, be careful."

"Hey, what kind of talk is that? Have a little faith in me!"

Sun Zhe shifted into D and stomped on the pedal. Nothing happened. He turned to Zhu Yan, puzzled. "I put it in D. Why isn't the gas doing anything?"

Zhu Yan glanced down at his foot, and the color drained from her face. She forced another strained smile. "Sweetie, I recommend you first learn which pedal is the brake and which is the gas. You're currently standing on the brake."

"Ugh... Stepmom, can you stop talking in that tone? It's creeping me out. So, gas is on the left, right?"

"It's the right one, you idiot! If I were your driving instructor, you would have already given me a heart attack!"

"Oh, right, right. The one on the right."

He immediately slammed his foot on the gas. The car roared to life and shot forward like an arrow released from a bow!

The color drained from Zhu Yan's face. She squeezed her eyes shut and shrieked, feeling her heart about to leap out of her throat.

"Driver Sun, I'm begging you, slow down! Are you trying to get a personal audience with King Yama? Even I wouldn't dare drive this fast on this road! Is this a rally race to you?"

"Relax, relax! Stepmom, you have to trust my driving skills."

"SOB... SOB... Somebody save me... I still want to live for a few more years!"

"..."

***

「Past ten o'clock at night.」

Yangcheng First-class Villa District.

Supported by Sun Zhe, Zhu Yan trembled uncontrollably as she stumbled out of the car. Her long, stocking-clad legs shook in their high heels, and her whole body wobbled as if she might collapse at any second.

Every second of Sun Zhe's "Hell-Driver's Express" had been a heart-stopping thrill. She felt as if she'd been hovering at King Yama's front door the entire time. She could even picture him sitting on his doorstep, munching on sunflower seeds and smiling at her.

Fortunately, they made it home safely. It was a terrifying thrill, but they were unharmed.

"Oh, I can't take it, I just can't... I think my heart's giving out... You little rascal, hurry and help me upstairs to bed."

"Stepmom, don't be like that. My driving skills are really good! See? We made it home in one piece, and the car isn't even scratched."

"I don't know about your driving skills... all I know is that my brain was having an orgasm the entire trip."

Sun Zhe wrapped an arm around her slim waist, a wicked grin spreading across his face. "In that case, I'll have to help you maintain that state later tonight."

Zhu Yan's face was a mask of despair. "No, please... I'm begging you. Do you have any idea how hard it is to be a woman who's getting drained by you every single day?"

"..."