Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 212: The Complex Leng Yueshuang

A faint moan filled the fragrant air.

Leng Yueshuang was pressed tightly against the wall, her graceful, swan-like neck stretched taut, revealing an enticing flush of pink. At this moment, she felt completely limp and powerless, like a scoop of ice cream on the verge of melting into Sun Zhe’s fiery body.

"Mm... Sun Zhe, don’t... go take a shower first..." She reached out a delicate hand to gently push against Sun Zhe’s solid chest. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚

However, her resistance only made him double his efforts.

Faced with the fiery assault of his lips and tongue, she slowly slid down the wall. Her silk-clad legs, forced apart by his knee, had lost all their strength. She struggled to keep her balance on her exquisite high heels, her whole body trembling so violently she felt she would collapse at any second. Helpless, she could only let Sun Zhe kiss and nibble at her, a hint of resignation in her cold eyes.

No... Leng Yueshuang, you can’t become like this! You’re just being influenced by his Pure Yang Holy Body. This isn’t the real you! You can’t let yourself indulge in carnal desire! Everything you’re doing is to use him for your cultivation, to increase your own strength!

She frantically admonished herself. Her eyes, growing clearer by the second, regained a sliver of their usual coldness as she suddenly shoved Sun Zhe away.

Sun Zhe looked at her in confusion. "What’s wrong?"

Leng Yueshuang let out a soft, fragrant sigh. She lifted a hand to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear and said coolly, "Let’s go to my room."

Staring into her eyes, Sun Zhe grew even more puzzled. She was just getting into it, how did she suddenly turn into an ice queen again? Does this woman have a split personality?

Leng Yueshuang met his gaze and spoke in a tone that brooked no argument. "From now on, you are not to touch me without my permission."

She only wanted to treat Sun Zhe as a cultivation vessel. Beyond that, she didn’t want to develop any other feelings for him. Therefore, for matters like "cultivation," she wanted to be the one in control, not him. She was also terrified of becoming like other women, lost in carnal pleasure and losing sight of her goals.

As her thoughts raced, she suddenly felt her body lighten as her feet left the ground. Sun Zhe had swept her up into his arms.

"What are you doing? Let me go!" She glared at him, her gaze as cold as a blade.

However, Sun Zhe didn’t even spare her a glance. He carried her in long strides toward the bedroom, kicked the door open, and tossed her onto the large, soft bed. Then, standing beside the bed, he quickly stripped himself bare.

Leng Yueshuang lay weakly on the bed, her long, fragrant hair fanning out across the sheets like scattered fireworks, creating a vision of chaotic, poignant beauty. She risked a peek at the imposing sight below his waist, and her heart skipped a beat. She quickly turned her face away, her expression impassive.

"President Leng, since you’ve already decided to go through with this, why are you still pretending? What’s the point of playing the ice queen now?"

Leng Yueshuang’s face was a mask. "Cut the crap. If you’re going to do it, hurry up."

Sun Zhe shook his head with a faint chuckle. He suddenly bent down, grabbed her stocking-clad ankles, and forcefully pulled her legs apart, dragging her to the edge of the bed.

Caught off guard by his sudden roughness, Leng Yueshuang was about to resist when he pounced, pinning her delicate body beneath him.

"Sun Zhe, what are you doing..."

He ignored her, crushing his mouth against hers. His tongue pried at her sealed lips, utterly domineering.

SLAP!

Unable to bear it any longer, she lashed out and slapped his face.

The air went still.

Sun Zhe propped himself up, staring in a daze at the icy beauty beneath him.

Leng Yueshuang glared back, her eyes exuding a bone-chilling coldness. "Have I been too good to you?" she said coolly. "Did it make you forget your place? How dare you get so brazen."

"I said I would do this with you, but I also told you, without my permission, you are not to—"

SLAP!

Before she could finish, Sun Zhe slapped her back.

"You... You dare hit me?"

His eyes blazed with fury. He grabbed the collar of her shirt and savagely ripped it to shreds. With the sound of tearing fabric, scraps of cloth fluttered through the air. Her two full, round breasts bounced free, their crimson peaks as alluring and captivating as wintersweet blossoms in the snow.

Sun Zhe’s gaze turned vicious. He fiercely grabbed one of her breasts and snarled, "So what if I hit you? You hit me first!"

Leng Yueshuang’s body trembled under his grip, tears of humiliation and pain glittering in her eyes. "Let go... it hurts..."

As if he hadn’t heard her, Sun Zhe suddenly pinched the tender bud on its peak with two fingers and pulled it harshly.

"Ah, that hurts! Let go!"

"Do you dare hit me again?"

"Let go!"

Sun Zhe’s grip tightened. "I asked you a question!"

"I... I didn’t mean anything by it. I just don’t want to indulge in carnal desires." The indescribable pain finally made her defenses crumble, her tone softening into a weak plea.

Hearing this, Sun Zhe released her. He slowly leaned down, his eyes fixed on her moist red lips. "From the very first time we met, you’ve always acted so high and mighty, always looking down on me."

"You make plans for me without my consent, wanting to use me for your own ends, yet you keep everything about yourself a secret. You never let me in on anything."

"I honestly don’t know... what you even see me as."

"Maybe you think that because you’re rich, powerful, and smart, you can control everything and manipulate anyone you please." He paused, his tone hardening. "But let me tell you something, Leng Yueshuang. There is no one in this world who can control me, Sun Zhe... and it definitely isn’t you!"

"In my eyes, you’re just a pretty face. Your only purpose is to be fucked!"

"Since you decided to provoke me, you’ll have to pay the price!"

Leng Yueshuang glared at him, tears of humiliation shimmering in her eyes. His words were like needles stabbing into her heart.

"In my eyes," she retorted, "you’re just... a tool. A cultivation vessel I intend to use."

At her words, Sun Zhe grinned. "Is that so? Then prepare to get fucked. Maybe after I’m done with you, you’ll feel differently about me."

Her cheeks flushed. Before she could react, her lips were sealed by his. A domineering tongue invaded her mouth, tangling with her own soft tongue. The sound of wet, heated kisses filled the room.

As their tongues entwined, Leng Yueshuang’s tense body gradually relaxed. An unknown fire ignited within her, turning her mind blank and casting everything else away. She instinctively wrapped her arms around his neck, arching her chest to meet him, and began to actively reciprocate.

In a daze, time slipped by unnoticed. Just as she felt she was about to suffocate, Sun Zhe’s fiery mouth left hers. He began a new campaign downward, leaving a trail of faint, wet marks on her neck and collarbone.

Resigned to her fate, she turned her head away and gripped the sheets beneath her, letting him have his way with her.

"Mmmph..."

She was brought back to her senses only when his lips closed around one of the peaks on her chest. She couldn’t help but frown and let out a soft moan. The strangely wonderful sensation made her want to lose herself in it completely.

While suckling her nipple, Sun Zhe watched her expression. His other hand slid downward, fingertips slipping under the edge of her stockings. His palm glided over her smooth belly toward the lush forest below. When his hand finally entered that verdant patch, he discovered it was already slick with moisture.

"President Leng, it seems your body is quite honest... you’re already soaked."

Leng Yueshuang gritted her teeth and offered a weak excuse. "That’s sweat from before."

Sun Zhe just smiled without a word. He got up and crouched by the side of the bed, lifting her legs, still clad in high heels, onto his shoulders.

"Wh-what are you doing?"

"Just relax," Sun Zhe said. "Don’t worry about anything else. Even if this is cultivation, it doesn’t mean we can’t enjoy it."

Leng Yueshuang pressed her lips together, seeming to want to say something but holding back.

RIP!

The next moment, his hands shot under her pleated skirt, roughly tearing a large hole in her sheer stockings. He then pushed the lace fabric of her panties aside, revealing the slick flesh beneath.

Leng Yueshuang quickly propped herself up on her elbows. Seeing him lowering his head toward her groin, she grew tense and hastily tried to cover herself.

"Don’t... it’s dirty down there..."

He forcefully removed her hand. "I told you to relax. Don’t worry about anything else."

"..."