Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Chapter 405 395: Nanzhi's Appointment

The room was pitch black.

Gu Lingxue lay on her back, propped up on her elbows, her legs lifted and spread wide, like a little turtle turned upside down.

Sun Zhe stood at the foot of the bed, slightly bent, one hand pressing down on her stocking-clad knee, the other holding a glowing fluorescent stick, carefully lubricating it with motor oil.

For this car he was about to drive, he naturally had to do some maintenance work first.

In the silence.

Sun Zhe asked, "Director Gu, can you really handle three hours?"

"Mm... don't worry about it, I feel terrifyingly strong right now."

Sun Zhe shook his head with a light laugh, teasing, "It's probably like when you're hungry and feel like you can eat a whole cow, but a few bites in, you're already full."

"Oh come on, are you coming in or not?"

Gu Lingxue urged impatiently in a coquettish voice.

"Stop dawdling there, you're driving me crazy."

Sun Zhe said in a deep voice, "Push it open yourself!"

"Oh…"

Gu Lingxue stuck out her cute pink tongue and obediently did as told, her slender hand reaching down, expertly using two fingers to part the closed butterfly wings.

A moment later.

After lubricating the fluorescent stick with oil, Sun Zhe laughed, "Director Gu, look, your little sister is glowing now too."

Hearing this, Gu Lingxue glanced up, her face flushing with embarrassment, yet finding it amusing.

"Alright baby, stop playing around, come in already, won't you?"

"Oof!"

But barely had she finished speaking, when Sun Zhe suddenly lunged forward, delivering a direct shot from stomach to heart, a flawless strike!

In an instant, Gu Lingxue's expression froze, her eyes widening gradually, and she began to roll back; her elbows supporting on the bed went limp, her fair and smooth back fell onto the bed, tensing and twitching, her mouth agape, trying to call out but unable to.

"Ah..."

Only when Sun Zhe began to slowly withdraw, causing the overlapping folds to ripple, did Gu Lingxue awaken as if electrocuted, opening her mouth to let out a long, moving moan.

Sun Zhe asked, "How are you, Director Gu, can you still take it?"

Hearing this, Gu Lingxue's expression brightened, her teeth biting her lower lip, giving Sun Zhe a resentful look and saying disdainfully, "What's this? You're just so-so."

Hearing her words, Sun Zhe simply smiled without speaking. When he withdrew until only the head was stuck inside, he started to advance again.

"Mm hmm..."

As Sun Zhe advanced, Gu Lingxue frowned, letting out a muffled moan while propping herself up on her elbows and looking intently to see a glowing fluorescent rod being slowly devoured by the darkness, finding it very intriguing.

Yet the extreme beauty in it also made her feel as though she were suffocating.

"Ooh... baby, be gentle."

Sun Zhe ignored her, and after a brief adaptation, once the rarely trodden path was thoroughly lubricated, he leaned forward and began strong, vigorous thrusts, completely lacking in tenderness.

"Puff! Puff! Puff!"

"Puff puff puff puff..."

The heavy rhythm somehow sounded pleasant and euphonious, inviting endless fantasy, spreading throughout the room, interspersed with mournful warbles like those of a lark.

About half an hour later.

Gu Lingxue suddenly convulsed and began crying out, her delicate body twitching and writhing on the bed like a trembling flower.

Sun Zhe let out a long breath, reached out to wipe the fine sweat beads from his forehead, then walked over to turn on the light, picking up the now worn-out glowing umbrella and tossed it into the trash bin.

Looking back at the bed, he saw Gu Lingxue's expression disheveled, thick fluids gurgling out, soaking a large area of the sheets.

"Director Gu, how come you're out of it after just once?"

"How come you're so weak after just not doing it for a while?"

"Cut the crap!"

Faced with Sun Zhe's taunts, the softly humming Gu Lingxue's gaze turned cold as she used her slender fingers to peel aside the strands of hair stuck to her mouth with saliva, retorting disdainfully, "I'm just afraid you can't handle it."

Sun Zhe smiled casually, climbed onto the bed.

"Lie down for me!"

"Let me show you if I can handle it!"

Gu Lingxue obediently complied, moving her weakened body with difficulty to kneel on the bed, back turned to Sun Zhe, slowly lowering her upper body, complaining with resentment, "You're always just tormenting people."

"You're the one who asked for it!"

Sun Zhe's gaze turned fierce, suddenly making a move!

"Ahh—!"

"You hit it, you hit it…"

Gu Lingxue's entire strength was instantly drained, her face buried in the pillow, shaking left and right; her crystal-clear toes encased in sheer stockings tightly curled, resembling enticing doukou, also painted with shiny nail polish.

Kneeling behind her, Sun Zhe suddenly leaned forward, grabbing a handful of her hair tied up by her undies, and then, as if riding a horse, began a frenzied charge.

...

...

The battle Sun Zhe and Gu Lingxue waged as a bet actually lasted for three hours!

Throughout the entire three hours, Sun Zhe attacked with reckless abandon, putting everything he had into it.

He initially thought Gu Lingxue would max out after four or five rounds and beg for mercy, but in the end, he underestimated her stamina.

Until the entire three hours were up, Gu Lingxue stubbornly didn't beg for mercy.

After the final round, both were exhausted, neither caring about the sweat and some fluids on their bodies, happily embracing and sleeping.

The next day.

Sun Zhe leisurely woke up, feeling entirely comfortable, as though last night's exertion was restored with just a sleep.

In contrast, Gu Lingxue was like paralyzed, unable to even get out of bed.

Curious, Sun Zhe leaned closer, parted Gu Lingxue's legs for a look, discovering it was swollen like it had been stung by a bee, causing him a bit of heartache.

This perfectly good bowl, if ruined by him, would indeed be a pity.

After gently wiping Gu Lingxue with a wet tissue, Sun Zhe suddenly said, "Director Gu, I think I'm ready again. Just look at my Second Master Sun, he's practically bursting."

Upon hearing this, Gu Lingxue glanced at the proud and towering Second Master Sun, hastily pulling the covers to wrap herself, bitterly saying, "Are you even human?"

Sun Zhe pinched her a few times, "I don't know if I'm human, but you certainly are quite the dog."

"Tch, you're the dog."

"Alright, you get some rest, I should head back."

"Mm, bye-bye."

Sun Zhe turned over, got out of bed, stretched his muscles and joints, then walked into the bathroom to freshen up.

Shortly after.

Sun Zhe wrapped Gu Lingxue's towel around himself, returned to the room, rummaging through the pile of broken women's clothing on the floor for some time before finally finding his phone. Upon turning it on, he discovered several missed calls and a few unread messages.

"Why would Nanzhi call me?"

Sun Zhe's heart sank, hurriedly opening those messages.

"Oh my!"

Discovering several selfies sent by Su Nanzhi as he opened the messages, even in black stockings.

Then, Sun Zhe made a call back to Su Nanzhi.

"Hey, Nanzhi."

"What are you doing? Not picking up my call."

"Uh... I was cultivating last night and didn't hear it, just now checked my phone."

"Alright, you're forgiven. Are you free today?"

"I'm free, why?"

"If you're free, come out. Where are you? I'll come pick you up."

"..."