Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Hearing Su Qingli scream, Su Nanzhi’s delicate body trembled, and she immediately stopped at the door.

Then she turned to look and saw the high fountain-like spray from Su Qingli, which made her blush and her heart race. It felt like a broken faucet.

At this moment, Sun Zhe was already sitting by the bed, reaching out to remove the bright white slip from Su Qingli’s body to wipe the water off his face, and looked at Su Nanzhi with a smile, asking: "How about it, Nanzhi? Isn’t it fun watching President Su wet the bed?"

Su Nanzhi decisively rolled her eyes at him and scolded coyly, "Fun my ass! That’s all you men are good for."

Sun Zhe shrugged his shoulders and said, "Anyway, you don’t pee as high or as far as she does."

"You..."

Su Nanzhi immediately turned red in the face, unsure if it was from shame or anger, and stomped her delicate foot before turning away, slamming the door shut.

...

Inside the room.

Sun Zhe casually threw the slip after wiping the water onto Su Qingli and leaned over to hold her.

"Sister Qingli, shall we continue?"

"Hmm... baby, come on."

Su Qingli’s eyes were misty. She reached out to embrace Sun Zhe’s neck, her long, sexy oiled legs wrapping directly around Sun Zhe’s waist.

"Baby, make it intense for sister, okay?"

"I’ll satisfy you!"

Sun Zhe’s eyes grew fierce. He immediately adjusted his movements and launched an intense attack.

Actually, until now he hadn’t gone all in even once, so he was feeling quite uncomfortable withholding it.

"Puu puu puu puu..."

This round seemed to last an eternity.

Not until past two in the morning did the exhausted pair call a truce.

Sun Zhe finally came once, feeling relieved, sat at the edge of the bed exhaling deeply, and used the rolled-up stockings he removed from Su Qingli’s legs to wipe his tools, asking: "Want to go again later?"

"Huh?"

Su Qingli’s face was full of bitterness, "No more, baby, I can’t do it anymore."

She pulled Sun Zhe into her embrace, hugging him, "Baby, be good, sleep now."

"..."

Yet after sleeping for a while, both felt uncomfortable all over, since the entire bedsheet was soaked through. Helplessly, the pair moved to the adjacent room to sleep together with Su Nanzhi.

Sun Zhe lay in the middle, holding the Su sisters on each side, drifting off to a sweet slumber.

The following day.

Sun Zhe wakes up naturally, past nine in the morning.

Upon opening his eyes, he saw Su Nanzhi sitting cross-legged nearby.

Seeing Su Nanzhi cultivating, Sun Zhe didn’t disturb her and silently took out his phone from under the pillow to reply to messages from Zhu Yan and Ye Qiao.

Before long.

Su Nanzhi stopped cultivating, letting out a long breath of turbid air, and the faint True Qi radiating from her body quickly gathered, turning to look at Sun Zhe and giving him a sweet smile.

"Awake?"

"Yes."

Sun Zhe nodded, put down his phone and asked, "Where’s your sister?"

"Sis left early, she had things to deal with at the company."

Speaking, she pinched him lightly, and said wistfully, "You sure made it hard for her to even walk, had to have the nanny come help support her."

Upon hearing this, Sun Zhe couldn’t help but recall Su Qingli’s excessive demands from last night, and he felt a bit amused.

Last night, Su Qingli was really wild; halfway through, she suddenly brought out lots of little props, even tried sticking a fox tail there, cosplaying as Daji for Sun Zhe playing King Zhou, leaving Sun Zhe totally overwhelmed.

"Well, guess I’m to blame."

"You totally are."

Sun Zhe lay sideways facing Su Nanzhi, reaching out to caress her waist through the silk nightgown and said, "I guess it’s time for you to explain to me?"

"Explain what?"

"What exactly were you sisters up to last night?"

Su Nanzhi moved to lie down, skillfully pulling Sun Zhe’s arm over for use as a pillow, and said, "Actually, it’s nothing much. We just used you to help break through to the Second Realm with the Cultivation Technique, and by the way, let you sign a contract with my Cultivation Technique."

Sun Zhe looked puzzled, "Sign a contract?"

Su Nanzhi laughed and said, "Yes, the general idea is to bind you to my Cultivation Technique, so we can both reap benefits when cultivating together, making it twice as effective with half the effort."

"I was actually worried it might fail last night, but fortunately, you have great stamina."

She suddenly circulated her energy, her body radiating dense True Qi, and she smiled sweetly, "Because of the cultivation last night, I am now at the Middle Stage of Golden Core Realm."

Sun Zhe’s eyes lit up upon hearing this, praising, "Amazing, President Su, congratulations congratulations!"

Su Nanzhi snorted lightly, shrank into his arms and softly said, "I’ve bound my Su Family Cultivation Technique to you, from now on, I’m yours."

Sun Zhe hugged her shoulder, tenderly saying, "You were always mine."

"Sun Zhe."

"Hmm?"

"Don’t betray me."

"Okay."

"Love you."

"Why so cheesy?"

"Get lost."

Sun Zhe changed the subject, curiously asking, "By the way, what did you and your sister mean by grinding soybeans at first?"

Upon hearing this, Su Nanzhi’s cheeks blushed deeply, "You...you saw? Didn’t I cover your eyes?"

Sun Zhe chuckled proudly, "Just a piece of cloth, did you really think it could blind me?"

Su Nanzhi angrily leaned in and bit his neck, then explained, "Because my cultivation technique was only at the First Realm, I could only follow my sister’s lead...letting her guide the Tao markings of the Su Family technique."

Sun Zhe furrowed his brow, "The Tao markings you’re talking about, is that referring to those symbols on your body?"

"Yes."

Suddenly Sun Zhe extended his other hand towards her abdomen and abruptly lifted the nightgown.

But upon closer inspection, he didn’t see the purplish-red butterfly marking from last night, instead it was all jet black and glossy.

"Hey, what are you doing?"

Su Nanzhi’s face was a flush of shyness, she resentfully slapped his hand away, quickly pulling down the hem to cover the exposed glossy black.

Sun Zhe asked, "Where’s that naughty tattoo?"

"What naughty tattoo? Mind your words, those are Tao markings!"

Su Nanzhi pinched him again, continuing, "Tao markings usually aren’t visible. They only show up...only when we do that, when it comes."

Sun Zhe thought for a moment and asked, "You mean when you get your period?"

"Hmm...you could say that."

Upon hearing him, Sun Zhe suddenly flipped over and pinned her down, "Then let’s experiment a bit!"

"Oh no, stop..."

Su Nanzhi twisted her delicate body, her mouth saying stop, yet her body truthfully snuggling closer into his arms.

And as Sun Zhe’s hands moved about, she cooperated, parting her tightly pressed legs to allow him to better perform.

"Um...did you wash your hands before coming to do this?"

Sun Zhe ignored her, nibbling on her red lips, his hands moving ever faster.

"Sss sss sss sss..."

After a round of moist sounds, Sun Zhe suddenly pulled out his hand, showing her.

Seeing the crystalline sticky thread pulled between Sun Zhe’s fingers, Su Nanzhi nudged his stomach with her knee, "You’re just terrible, through and through."

Sun Zhe chuckled, starting to pull at her nightgown, saying, "Nanzhi, wear some black stockings for hubby, okay?"

"Hmm..."

Su Nanzhi pushed him away, then rolled off the bed, "Wait up, let me check if there are any in the wardrobe."

"..."