Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Chapter 396 386: Volunteering for Battle!

In the bathroom.

Sun Zhe's face was twisted in pain, pressing his lower abdomen, gasping heavily, seeming as though he might collapse at any moment.

Just now, that moment almost sucked the very marrow out of him.

But sensing the teasing and playful intent in Ms. Vegetable's eyes, his heart was filled with reluctance.

As a man, how could he surrender his dignity so easily?

With this thought, Sun Zhe took a deep breath, harnessed his True Qi within, and grinned wickedly at Ms. Vegetable, "Ms. Vegetable, don't go crying out later."

Upon hearing this, Ms. Vegetable covered her mouth with her hand, looking at the strong man before her with captivating eyes full of extreme surprise.

It was that she noticed the terrifying beast, the size of a baby's arm, rising visibly again, threateningly pointing at her!

"Mr. Sun, you're really something!"

"So quickly productive again!"

"Are you heaven's gift to Vegetable?"

Seeing Ms. Vegetable's worshiping gaze, Sun Zhe's confidence was instantly boosted, and he suddenly asked, "Did Sister Yunwan send you to deal with me—is there a time limit?"

"No, there isn't."

"As long as Mr. Sun can manage, you can go as long as you like."

Sun Zhe said no more, striding forward, he bent down to embrace Ms. Vegetable's silk-stockinged legs and lifted her lightly, carrying her horizontally, and then walked swiftly to the air mattress.

After tossing Ms. Vegetable onto the air mattress, Sun Zhe, like a crazed beast, lunged directly at her!

Pressed under Sun Zhe, Ms. Vegetable giggled and started a symbolic struggle.

But Sun Zhe seemed to have lost his mind, disregarding Vegetable's struggles and focusing only on devouring aggressively.

In just a brief moment.

Sun Zhe tore off Ms. Vegetable's pleated skirt, then reached out to clasp her silk-stockinged legs, moved to kneel in front of her, lifting her model-perfect legs onto each of his shoulders.

"No—!"

"Mr. Sun, please don't!"

As she watched the daunting weapon slowly approach, Ms. Vegetable suddenly grew tense.

Since her debut, she's sacrificed for art, starring in numerous excellent works, experiencing many male actors of all shapes and forms, but she'd never encountered a model like Sun Zhe's.

"Mr. Sun, can you be gentle with Vegetable?"

Ms. Vegetable's eyes shimmered with tears, biting lightly on the crystal long nails of her index finger, looking pitifully fragile.

At this moment, Sun Zhe, holding the deadly weapon in one hand, even with the thin silk between them, as he rubbed lightly, Vegetable could feel its bone-melting heat.

Sun Zhe, while wiping the blunt, shiny tip, gazed at Vegetable's eyes, grinning slyly, "Just now, Ms. Vegetable asked if I could do it; now, I'm showing you if I can!"

"Pulse band... ooh!"

Upon hearing this, Ms. Vegetable's beautiful eyes trembled, hurriedly reaching to cover her bashful area.

But Sun Zhe now disregarded her "pulse band"; after precisely locking the angle, he ripped the thin layer of silk, then thrust forward forcefully, piercing through Ms. Vegetable ruthlessly!

"Thud, thud, thud, thud..."

Without a pause, the moment he pierced through Vegetable, Sun Zhe launched an intense storm upon her.

At this point, Sun Zhe couldn't care less about savoring the tight and feverish beauty; his mind was solely focused on how to conquer Vegetable!

As a Hua Country man, he couldn't let these Japanese women look down upon him!

With this mindset, Sun Zhe's offensive became fiercer, like having an electric motor installed in his body, unable to stop.

Facing Sun Zhe's aggressive moves, Ms. Vegetable, lying on the air mattress, rolled her eyes white, gasping and unable to utter a sound, her head shaking side to side, her slender hands restless, forced to clutch her clothes tightly.

The teachers, Maple and Ze Nan, watching this intense scene, exchanged understanding glances, feeling a bit tense.

But thinking they were professionals, they couldn't lose to these amateurs, so the two teachers joined in, supporting Sun Zhe and Vegetable.

Ze Nan held Sun Zhe's back, pressing him onto Ms. Vegetable's chest, while Ze Nan knelt behind Sun Zhe's rear, leaning down slowly, opening her moist red lips, and the pink little tongue slowly approached the dark swirl of his behind.

"Hiss..."

As Ze Nan's tongue tip delved inside to swirl, Sun Zhe shivered deeply.

Such indescribable wonder made him feel as if his bones melted.

"These Japanese teachers, truly artists!"

"Too skilled!"

"I never enjoyed such treatment back home!"

"..."

Meanwhile.

The gentle and married-like Maple, knelt before Sun Zhe, lifted her revealing outfit upward, exposing two perfectly sized, snow-white globes, and slowly leaned in, allowing Sun Zhe to experience artist-level kissing skills.

As the sweet sensation entered, Sun Zhe's heart trembled violently, feeling as if all his Yang Qi burned fiercely, hastily grabbing Maple's nape, as if afraid she might suddenly leave.

...

Time passed by, minute by minute.

After Sun Zhe's relentless attack for nearly fifteen minutes, Ms. Vegetable suddenly screamed, her eyes rolling white, tears gushing like a spring, seemingly truly crying.

Sun Zhe clenched his teeth, knowing Vegetable was reaching her peak, hurriedly withdrawing.

"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle..."

Almost simultaneously as he withdrew, a hot spring sprayed out, soaking his stomach.

Seeing Vegetable freed, twisting and writhing on the air mattress, whimpering and screaming, like a loach leaving the water, unaware, one might think she suffered immense pain.

Sun Zhe, drenched in sweat, heaved a sigh, suddenly turning to the side toward the temptingly posing Ze Nan.

Among these three teachers, if Ms. Vegetable was the goddess of legs, Maple the gentle goddess, then Ze Nan was the seduction goddess.

Her every move was filled with supreme allure, yet not seeming vulgar.

"Teacher Ze Nan, it's your turn."

Ze Nan hummed softly, stood up, walked to the bathtub's edge, leaned down, clutching tightly the tub's edge, and looked back at Sun Zhe, saying, "Bullying Vegetable like this, let Teacher show you some discipline."

On hearing this, Sun Zhe merely smiled calmly, gripping the deadly weapon as he walked forward.

At this moment, he felt like a divine warrior sent to fight, carrying a heavy mission, determined to win honor for all Hua Country men!

Teacher or not?

Professional or not?

In face of absolute strength, all else is meaningless!

Yet, he ultimately underestimated these three teachers.

After a grueling three and a half-hour battle, Sun Zhe clutched his waist, leaning on the wall, staggering out of the bathroom.

"Sister Yunwan, open the door, save me..."

Watching live through the surveillance all along, Xie Yunwan quickly opened the door, seeing Sun Zhe's "seriously injured" and weak state, filled with vengeful satisfaction, teasing, "How's it, baby, did Sister fix you comfortably this time?"

"You bullied me like that before, today weren't you sorted out thoroughly?"

"..."