Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 39: Grinding Beauty

Sun Zhe had a dream. He dreamed that on that fateful night, he and Zhu Yan never encountered the men in black and arrived at the hotel as planned. In the guest room, he and Zhu Yan were passionately entwined, greedily savoring each other.

...

In the dimly lit room, Zhu Yan felt the dragon pinned beneath her soft hips gradually awaken, and her beautiful eyes grew dazed. She involuntarily slipped her hand into her nightgown to gently knead her two firm mounds. At the same time, her slender waist and ample hips began to sway back and forth of their own accord.

The fiery, veiny dragon was pinned tightly against Sun Zhe’s abdomen by her soft hips, with only a quarter of its length clamped between two damp butterfly wings. This forced union of ferocity and gentleness was all the more enchanting. As Zhu Yan’s waist and hips swayed, the two tender butterfly wings clamped onto the dragon and ground against it. Nectar flowed endlessly from the spring’s eye, as if it could never be stopped. In just a brief moment, the fiery dragon was polished to a lustrous sheen.

"Ahhh..."

Zhu Yan tilted her delicate neck back, her fragrant long hair cascading down. Her lips parted gently, releasing a lingering fragrance as she let out a seductive moan of intoxication. Gradually, she increased the speed of her grinding, wanting to feel that searing heat more acutely. At the same time, she unintentionally glanced toward the door, a subtle smile curling at the corners of her mouth. It was a smile of triumph, of reclaiming what was rightfully hers—a declaration of sovereignty.

...

The door had somehow been pushed open just a crack.

Ye Qiao stood outside, her hand covering her mouth. The enchanting scene inside the room made her beautiful eyes tremble and her delicate body go rigid. Just moments ago, she had come looking for Sun Zhe as usual. But when she reached the door, she saw a scene she could hardly believe, one she found impossible to accept.

Her mother, who had always been so gentle and dignified, was actually taking advantage of Sun Zhe while he slept. 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

In that instant, her mind went blank, as if her entire world had been turned upside down. The woman in the room, her face full of bliss and looking extraordinarily wanton, seemed like a complete stranger.

After a long while, Ye Qiao finally turned and left quietly. She struggled and hesitated, but ultimately didn’t have the courage to push the door open and stop the absurd act. She realized that she, too, had been acting out her own absurd scenes all along.

In the room, Zhu Yan rolled out of bed and used a tissue to wipe the thick, hot fluid from her stomach. After leaving the room, she glanced at Ye Qiao’s door and sighed silently.

I’m sorry, Qiaoqiao... Mom is a woman, too.

...

「The next day.」

Sun Zhe woke up feeling sticky down there. The memory of the erotic dream he’d had last night lingered.

Never thought I’d dream about being with my stepmother at a hotel... Ugh, Sun Zhe, there’s no saving you.

After a moment of self-condemnation, Sun Zhe got out of bed and went to the living room. While they were having breakfast, he suddenly felt the atmosphere was strange. Zhu Yan and Ye Qiao both kept their heads down, not speaking. Their faces were gloomy, and they each looked burdened with heavy thoughts.

In Sun Zhe’s memory, Ye Qiao and Zhu Yan were usually like sisters and always chattered away during meals. Today was too abnormal. The two women were like strangers.

"Mom, Qiaoqiao, what’s wrong with you two?" Sun Zhe asked.

Zhu Yan forced a smile. "Nothing, just some work stuff."

Ye Qiao also squeezed out a smile and said, "Brother, I’m moving into my dorm today. From now on, I can only come home one day a week."

Hearing this, Sun Zhe felt a pang of reluctance. But the thought of Ye Qiao no longer being home meant he and Zhu Yan would have plenty of time alone. A strange excitement stirred within him at the idea. He felt a complex mix of reluctance and excitement.

"Oh, is that so? Well, be careful at school. Let Mom and me know right away if anything happens."

Ye Qiao squinted her eyes and smiled sweetly. "I know."

Sun Zhe chuckled, then looked at Zhu Yan. "By the way, Mom, I took the day off with Director Gu, so I won’t be going to work. I have something else to do."

He had already arranged on WeChat with Li Zhishan the day before to go to her home for treatment today.

"Okay," Zhu Yan nodded gently, not asking any questions. The thought of going to work alone, however, made her feel a little disappointed.

...

After breakfast, Zhu Yan tidied up and left the house. As soon as she was out the door, Ye Qiao threw herself into Sun Zhe’s arms.

"Brother, I’m leaving for school soon. Aren’t you going to do something with me?"

Looking at the captivating little enchantress in his arms, Sun Zhe felt a sudden surge of heat through his body. He scooped her up and carried her directly to her room.

"You’re playing with fire this early in the morning."

Ye Qiao cooed, "But can you handle it when this fire of mine flares up later, Brother?"

"We’ll see who’s crying later!"

"Ah, Brother, wait a moment."

"What is it?"

"Should I wear... that?"

...

In a special ward within the inpatient building of Yangcheng People’s Hospital.

Zhou Xiaolong woke up early and hid under the blanket, pleasuring himself. One hand was in his pants while the other held his phone, his eyes glued to the photo on the screen. The photo showed Gu Lingxue in a body-hugging dress, skin-toned pantyhose, and high heels. Her long hair draped over her shoulders. Even with a cold expression, an alluring charm exuded from her features.

"Ahhh... Sister-in-law, you’re so beautiful!"

"Why are you such a slut?"

"I love you to death!"

"I’m gonna fuck you to death!"

...

In just two or three minutes, he was on the verge of eruption.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

Just then, an unexpected knock came at the door.

"Fuck, who is it!" Interrupted at the crucial moment, Zhou Xiaolong’s face soured as if he’d just eaten shit. He impatiently put down his phone and pulled his hand out of his pants.

A moment later, a young man in a suit entered the ward. He respectfully approached the bedside and handed Zhou Xiaolong a tablet.

"Young Master Zhou, I’ve finished the investigation you requested. This is the information on Zhu Yan’s family."

Zhou Xiaolong took the tablet. As he looked at the photos and information, a wicked smile spread across his face, his eyes glinting with malice.

"Tsk, tsk. Zhu Yan and Ye Qiao, what a pair. That mother and daughter are truly unparalleled beauties."

"I’ve played with so many women in Yang City, but I’ve never encountered any as exquisite as them!"

"It’s true what they say, the real gems are hidden among the common folk!"

The young man chuckled. "As for this Sun Zhe, he’s from the countryside and only recently moved into Zhu Yan’s house. According to the investigation, Zhu Yan is his stepmother."

Zhou Xiaolong put down the tablet and grinned. "I’m getting discharged today. To celebrate, I think I’ll have some fun with his stepmother."

Heh, Sun Zhe, you worthless dog from the countryside, you dare go against me, Zhou Xiaolong? Just wait. Tonight, I’ll give you a surprise!

...

「Ping’an District. Unit 5, Room 402.」

Though she had claimed it would be only once, Ye Qiao clung to Sun Zhe for three rounds, only stopping when she was utterly exhausted.

"Brother, I’m off to school now."

"Okay, be careful on your way."

Tugging her pink suitcase, Ye Qiao waved at Sun Zhe. "Don’t miss me too much while you’re at home."

After watching Ye Qiao leave, Sun Zhe checked the time. It was already past ten in the morning, so he tidied up and left the house as well. Thinking of Li Zhishan’s curvaceous figure, the dragon that had just erupted slowly began to stir again.

Ugh, there’s no saving me.

Thinking about the Cultivation Technique he practiced, Sun Zhe felt deeply troubled.

This Cultivation Technique gave him extraordinary strength and even the miraculous ability of X-ray Vision, which he loved. Yet, it also made him so energetic that his needs in that department far exceeded those of ordinary people, as if he would never tire. When it came to this Cultivation Technique, he had a love-hate relationship with it.