Playboy: Medical and Martial Master

Chapter 644: Chapter 622: Satisfied Before Heading Out

After ending the call with Chen Ruolong, Sun Zhe quickly tidied up, changed clothes, and headed out, planning to become a master of time management once more.

Actually, ever since returning from Celestial Prison Mountain, Sun Zhe had been in contact with Chen Ruolong.

For Sun Zhe, who was his savior, Chen Ruolong was full of admiration and always invited Sun Zhe to Kyoto for a visit, promising to ensure Sun Zhe would be comfortable.

The reason Sun Zhe contacted him before going to Kyoto was that Xia Shiyue was still out on business and hadn’t returned to Kyoto. Sun Zhe didn’t know many people there, so he could only rely on Chen Ruolong.

...

After going out, Sun Zhe drove straight to Su Nanzhi’s place.

In Su Nanzhi’s office, after feeding her twice, Sun Zhe went to find Su Qingli.

Once Su Qingli was satisfied, he went to find Bai Ran, and then Jiang Yushu.

Since he didn’t know how long he would be in Kyoto, he wanted to feed them as much as possible before leaving.

After finishing with Jiang Yushu, it was already evening.

Sun Zhe aimlessly drove around and suddenly saw the restaurant where he first met Leng Yueshuang, so he called her out.

In the romantic and cozy restaurant, Sun Zhe reserved a private room.

Shortly after they sat down and ordered, the familiar sound of high heels echoed outside the room.

Leng Yueshuang pushed the door open, and upon seeing Sun Zhe, her pretty face blushed, perhaps recalling some embarrassing incidents.

Sun Zhe looked at her and was momentarily stunned.

Whether intentionally or coincidentally, Sun Zhe noticed that her outfit was exactly the same as when they first met at this restaurant, even her hairstyle was the same!

Tight jeans accentuated her already long and slender legs, making them appear even more sexy, and beneath the jeans, she wore skin-colored stockings, Sun Zhe’s favorite type.

She wore a loose, off-shoulder crop top, revealing her white, fragrant shoulders and seductive collarbone. On both white shoulders, the transparent bra strap could be faintly seen.

Seeing the stunning beauty in front of him, Sun Zhe couldn’t help but tease, "President Leng, you won’t be throwing a table knife at me again this time, will you?"

At these words, Leng Yueshuang glanced at him with a scornful look, walked straight over to set down her purse, then sat down beside him, nudging him to the side.

Sun Zhe naturally put his arm around her fragrant shoulders, burying his face in her neck, greedily inhaling her intoxicating scent.

Meanwhile, his mischievous hand slid down to her waist, moving slowly downwards along her abdomen until it reached the button of her jeans.

Leng Yueshuang gently patted his hand, but didn’t stop him from unbuttoning her jeans, asking, "Why the sudden thought to invite me to dinner here?"

Sun Zhe said, "I just happened to pass by this restaurant and then thought of you."

"Just a coincidence, huh?"

Sun Zhe chuckled, "By the way, why are you dressed just like when we met the first time?"

"Coincidence."

"Just a coincidence, huh?"

"Oh!" Leng Yueshuang suddenly frowned and playfully scolded him, pinching the back of his hand, "Did you even wash your hands before trying to touch me?"

"I washed them! Oh, stop moving, lean back a bit, it’s hard for me to maneuver."

By then.

Sun Zhe’s hand had already pulled down the zipper of her jeans and slid inside, his palm covering the soft, raised area.

The sexy panties, a combination of mesh and sheer lace, felt superb to touch, with a few hairs poking through the lace, lightly pricking his palm.

"Shuang’er."

In the silence, Sun Zhe leaned over to nibble her earlobe.

"Hmm... What’s up?"

Leng Yueshuang leaned closer to him, their hair lightly touching.

Sun Zhe said, "I’m going to Kyoto tomorrow morning."

Upon hearing that, Leng Yueshuang was silent for a moment, then asked, "Are you going to find your senior sister?"

"Yes."

"Then go ahead. Actually, I have to return to Kyoto in some time too. I’ll come find you then."

Sun Zhe leaned over and bit her neck, grinning mischievously, "How about sleeping over at my place tonight?"

"Is it convenient?"

Sun Zhe understood her meaning and laughed, "What’s inconvenient about it? We can call Yan’Er to join us."

"You’re just... every day..."

"So, are you coming or not?" Sun Zhe’s tone deepened, and at the same time, he pinched the thin lace with two fingers, pulling it up into that gap.

Leng Yueshuang’s pretty face blushed deeply, her waist twisting uncomfortably, and she reluctantly agreed, "Okay, okay, I’ll go. Hurry up and eat."

Sun Zhe withdrew his mischievous hand, "Aren’t you eating?"

"I’m not hungry yet. You go ahead, I’ll accompany you."

Sun Zhe stared at her moist, crystal-clear red lips, suggesting, "How about you eat below, and I’ll eat up here?"

"You..."

Leng Yueshuang’s expression froze, her pretty face turning red like a ripe apple, scolding in a delicate voice, "I find you really quite perverted."

With that said, she got up and locked the private room door, then returned and crouched down to crawl under the table, while untying Sun Zhe’s casual pants drawstring, saying, "When you get to Kyoto, be careful. It’s not the same as Yang City; the waters run deep there."

Sun Zhe lowered his head, watching her serious expression, the Yang Qi inside him stirred turbulently, "You just eat, I know."

Leng Yueshuang’s face turned serious, "I’m talking to you seriously."

"I know."

"Forget it."

Leng Yueshuang shook her head, knowing that this guy had certain thoughts on his mind at that moment, unable to listen, and seeing the ugly thing she had taken out, she made up her mind, closed her eyes, and leaned forward.

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The following day.

At dawn, Sun Zhe got up to start packing.

After dinner last night, he had brought Leng Yueshuang home and was so busy with her that he hadn’t had time to pack.

After hurriedly finishing his packing, he found that on the one and a half-meter-wide bed, Leng Yueshuang and Zhu Yan were lying still, as if paralyzed.

"Yan’Er, time to get up."

Zhu Yan weakly waved a hand, "Little rascal, I really can’t... you take a taxi to the airport by yourself, I’m too tired to drive."

Hearing this, Sun Zhe paused for a moment, then looked at Leng Yueshuang.

Noticing his gaze, Leng Yueshuang snorted coldly and resolutely drew up the blanket to pretend to sleep.

From around ten pm last night until now, over six in the morning, they hadn’t stopped. She only felt her bones were all loosened, and even if a king descended, she wouldn’t want to get up.

At this time, Sun Zhe checked the time on his phone, finding it was still early, so he climbed back onto the bed, "There’s still time. How about another round?"

Upon hearing this, the two women instantly looked terrified, hurriedly burrowing into the blanket.

Sun Zhe’s gaze turned fierce, and he suddenly yanked the blanket, tossing it onto the bed. Then, he grabbed Leng Yueshuang’s ankles, lifting her legs wrapped in worn stockings onto his shoulder, and started without a word.

"Before leaving, I must ensure you’re both satisfied!"

Leng Yueshuang frowned and shook her head vigorously, looking at him with pleading eyes, "No, Sun Zhe, please don’t... ah..."

"It’s hitting the spot, be gentle!"

Sun Zhe didn’t care about any of it, going full throttle savagely, biting off, "That’s what you get for keeping up that aloof front!"

"Ah... I was wrong, hubby, I won’t pretend to be aloof anymore."

"Being wrong requires punishment!"

"..."