After cleaning up the battlefield and changing the sheets, ng Shiyang eagerly pulled Sun Zhe into the small room.
"Master, I’m on a diet and don’t want to eat food. What do I do if I only want to eat you?"
Sun Zhe pulled her into his embrace with a mischievous smile. "Then I’ll feed you until you’re full, and I’ll go to the cafeteria for dinner afterward."
ng Shiyang giggled, then suddenly stood on her tiptoes and gave Sun Zhe a light kiss on the lips, leaving a faint lipstick mark.
"Master."
"Hmm?"
"I miss you so much."
"What do you miss about ?"
"I miss your big club."
Sun Zhe picked her up, tossed her onto the bed, and said, "Then I’ll let you see it."
...
...
「In the blink of an eye.」
Night fell.
In the ssy little room, ng Shiyang sat on the edge of the bed. She angrily balled up the gray stockings she had taken off and threw them in Sun Zhe’s face, pouting, "You won’t co to my house for dinner again. I hate you so much!"
Sun Zhe caught the stockings as they slid off his face, then walked over and rubbed her head. "I’ll go another day. I really do have sothing to do."
ng Shiyang crossed her arms, turning away with her cheeks puffed out. "I don’t care! I’m angry now, and I can’t be appeased!"
Sun Zhe reached out and pinched one of the pink buds on her chest. "Then how about I screw you again?"
Hearing this, ng Shiyang’s pretty face turned pale. Rembering the crazy afternoon they’d just had, she couldn’t help but feel a surge of retrospective fear.
"I’d rather not... It’s all swollen down there."
Sun Zhe pinched her nose. "Alright, hurry up and get dressed. It’s almost ti to get off work."
"Hmph, I won’t."
"If you don’t, are you going to go ho naked?"
"You can dress ."
"Sigh... How did I end up with an apprentice like you?"
"You’re the one who undressed . Aren’t you going to take responsibility?"
"Alright, alright, I’ll help you get dressed. By the way, do you still want these stockings?"
"You tore them to shreds, how am I supposed to wear them? You can buy a new pair."
"..."
After so playful banter, the master and apprentice walked out of the office and headed directly to the parking lot. After bidding farewell to ng Shiyang, Sun Zhe rode his small electric scooter straight to Lin Miao’s house.
...
「Lin Family Villa.」
Sun Zhe walked into Lin Miao’s room and found the CEO leaning against the headboard, playing a ga on her phone.
"Miaomiao, how are you feeling today?"
Upon seeing Sun Zhe, Lin Miao imdiately dropped her phone. A sweet smile appeared on her face as she reached out her hands for a hug.
Sun Zhe walked over, leaned down, and gently hugged her. "What’s wrong, little lazy cat?" he asked.
Lin Miao said pitifully, "My legs hurt a bit when I woke up today. It’s so uncomfortable. Hurry up and comfort ."
Hearing this, Sun Zhe let her go and lifted the blanket covering her legs. Gazing at her beautiful, snow-white legs, he said, "It’s normal to feel pain after the bone correction. You probably didn’t feel as much pain before because of my Pure Yang True Qi."
Lin Miao’s face flushed, and she whispered, "Can you give so more Pure Yang True Qi? It really hurts."
Sun Zhe pinched her chin and said aningfully, "You know how potent my Pure Yang True Qi is. What if you get aroused later?"
"Ugh, you’re so annoying... You’re the one who’s aroused!"
Lin Miao playfully smacked him, then reached out and squeezed his bulging crotch, saying with a giggle, "I just let you look at my legs, and you’re already turned on?"
Sun Zhe laughed heartily and began to gently massage her legs. "Who told you to have such beautiful legs? I could stare at them for the rest of my life."
Lin Miao covered her mouth as she giggled. "Do you like my legs that much?"
"Of course," Sun Zhe replied without hesitation.
Lin Miao said, "You healed them, so from now on, they belong only to you."
"..."
As they talked, Sun Zhe quietly injected his Pure Yang True Qi.
As the True Qi entered her body, the warm and wonderful feeling instantly made Lin Miao flush all the way to her neck. An indescribable heat rose within her, as if a fire had been lit.
In the silence, Sun Zhe suddenly called out, "Miaomiao."
"Hmm... What is it?"
"I’ve used so much Pure Yang True Qi on you," Sun Zhe said. "You’ll have to compensate properly later."
Hearing this, Lin Miao lightly pinched his waist and said playfully, "Didn’t I tell you? Once I can stand up... I’ll practice cultivation with you."
Sun Zhe gave a devilish smile, his hand slowly sliding toward the juncture of her thighs. Parting the tuft of grass with his fingertips, he began to tease the two beautiful, shy, pink butterfly wings. He leaned in, gently bit her earlobe, and whispered, "Then can I collect so interest now?"
"Mmm... ah... What kind of interest... do you want?"
As her sensitive spot was caressed, Lin Miao’s starry eyes half-closed. The flas of desire within her burned even more fiercely, nearly causing her to lose her mind.
Finally, she couldn’t bear it any longer. She wrapped her arms tightly around Sun Zhe’s neck, her moist red lips breathing fragrant whispers against his. "Ah Zhe, I can’t take it anymore... Can you help with your fingers, just like before?"
"..."
About an hour and a half later, Sun Zhe walked out of the bathroom. He looked down at the two pruney, white fingers on his right hand and said helplessly, "Miaomiao, you’ve made my fingers all pruney again."
From the bed, Lin Miao glanced at his hand and blushed crimson. She quickly pulled the blanket over her face. "You should go ho now!"
"Then I’ll co see you again after work tomorrow night."
"Okay, bye... Be careful on your way back."
...
It was already past eight in the evening when Sun Zhe got ho. Zhu Yan called to tell him that she had a social function with President Liu that night and would be ho very late.
Frustrated by his loneliness and boredom, Sun Zhe decided to whip up a simple bowl of noodles. He had just tied on an apron, not even making it to the kitchen, when his phone suddenly rang.
It was a call from Wang Feng.
"Boss Sun, are you off work?"
"Just got ho. What’s up?"
"Hah, why else would I be calling you? President Leng told to take you out."
Sun Zhe glanced at the cara ring on his hand and asked, "Where are you planning on taking tonight? It wouldn’t be another massage and foot bath, would it?"
"Well... if Boss Sun is interested, we can go anyti."
Sun Zhe shook his head. "No thanks. I’m not really interested in that kind of place."
Wang Feng laughed. "Actually, Boss Sun, I was planning to take you to see Old Wang tonight. He happens to be free for the next couple of days."
"Alright."
"I’ll co pick you up now."
"..."
Soon after, Sun Zhe walked out of the villa complex’s main gate and imdiately spotted Wang Feng’s Range Rover. Wang Feng was already waiting and hurried forward to open the car door as Sun Zhe approached.
"Boss Sun, after you."
Sun Zhe got into the passenger seat and asked, "So, what’s this Old Wang’s story?"
Wang Feng replied, "He used to manage a company for President Leng. Later, he struck out on his own and founded the Celestial Tiger Group. Now, he’s the chairman."
Hearing this, Sun Zhe frowned slightly. "Celestial Tiger Group?"
"Yes. The Wang Dahua you t at Shengshi Court last ti is the president of the Celestial Tiger Group. He’s also Old Wang’s cousin."
"I see."
Wang Feng got into the driver’s seat, started the car, and chuckled. "But Old Wang isn’t interested in business or making money, and he’s not interested in won either. He’s only interested in martial arts; he loves to fight."
"He even started his own martial arts school and has over forty apprentices now. He treasures them imnsely!"
Sun Zhe’s interest was suddenly piqued. "Then what are we waiting for? Take to his martial arts school."
"You got it!"
"..."
「About twenty minutes later.」
Wang Feng pulled up to the entrance of Old Wang’s martial arts school. Sun Zhe got out of the car and looked up. The bold, gilded characters for "Overlord Martial Arts Hall" on the plaque imdiately caught his eye.
"Overlord Martial Arts Hall... That na sounds a little strange."
Wang Feng laughed. "Let’s go in and take a look, Boss Sun. Old Wang is probably busy right now."
"Okay."
It was already past nine o’clock at night, but many apprentices were still practicing inside.
「In the spacious training hall.」
Old Wang held a training cane, moving back and forth between the neat rows of apprentices. Whenever he found soone whose form wasn’t up to standard, he would imdiately smack them with the cane, looking strict and rciless.
However, when he saw Sun Zhe at the door, his expression instantly changed. He hurriedly plastered a smile on his face and strode over to greet him.
"Boss Sun, what brings you here? You should have given a heads-up."
Sun Zhe waved his hand with a smile. "No need to stand on ceremony. I was just bored and tagged along with Feng to check the place out. You go on with your business; I’ll just look around."
"Alright. This session will be over in about ten minutes, and I’ll co find you then. Feng, take Boss Sun and show him around!"
"..."
「Shortly after.」
Once Sun Zhe had headed toward the backyard, Old Wang’s gaze turned harsh again as he swept a cold look over the apprentices.
"What the hell are you all looking at? Keep practicing!"
"If any of you little bastards lose in next month’s competition, I’ll train you all to death!"
VROOM! VROOM! VROOM...
Just then, the roar of a car engine suddenly sounded from the entrance of the martial arts hall. Old Wang turned to look. His gaze fell on the Bentley at the entrance, and he looked annoyed.
Soon, Wang Dahua walked in carrying several bags of gifts. Li Yufei, looking alluringly sophisticated in a short skirt and black stockings, followed behind Wang Dahua with a purse in hand, exuding a seductive charm.
"Brother, you’re still busy at this hour?"
Old Wang forced a smile. "Tiger, what brings you here today?"
"Ah, it’s just been a while. I wanted to see how you, the big busy man, were doing."
Old Wang sighed softly. "You’re still the sa, always beating around the bush. Take your gifts back; I don’t need them. If you have sothing on your mind, just say it."
"Well..."
Wang Dahua looked a bit embarrassed, then proceeded to tell Old Wang everything that had happened that night at Shengshi Court—how he’d been bullied and how Wang Feng had sided with an outsider.
After listening, Old Wang frowned and said coldly, "That Wang Feng is completely blinded by money!"
"Who the hell is this big shot that could make Wang Feng side with an outsider?"
Wang Dahua shrugged. "Who knows? Just so nobody I’ve never seen in Yang City before."
Old Wang’s eyelids drooped for a mont. He suddenly said, "As it happens, Wang Feng is here tonight. He’s probably in the backyard. I’ll call him over so you two can clear the air face to face."
"..."
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