Playboy: Medical and Martial Master-Chapter 334 - 329: Dragon Scales!

Looking at Sun Zhe, who was clearly unable to think straight, Yao Yuelong felt a bit helpless. She could well imagine how terrifying the situation was. Sun Zhe was already a slave to his carnal desires, and now the Dragon Transformation's influence was only adding fuel to the fire!

"Alright then, but try to be quick."

Seeing her agree, Sun Zhe was overjoyed. In a frantic hurry, he pushed her down onto the bed, then vaulted off and stripped himself naked in a flash.

"Ah! You..." Yao Yuelong cried out, apparently startled by something.

"What's wrong?" Sun Zhe asked, a puzzled look on his face.

Yao Yuelong's lovely face turned pale as she stared at the proud and magnificent little Sun Zhe. Her voice trembled as she spoke. "Your... down there... Why has it become like this?"

Hearing this, Sun Zhe was overcome with curiosity and looked down, his eyes widening in shock. With Yao Yuelong's reminder, he finally noticed that his ancestral tool had changed.

The wounds previously inflicted by Yao Yuelong's "Valley Dragon Scale" had completely healed. Not only that, but the ancestral tool itself had grown several sizes larger, reaching an astonishing new scale! Even more startling, tiny dragon scales had begun to sprout from its base!

Staring at his new Dragon Scale Spear, Sun Zhe felt his scalp tingle. It was a difficult sight to accept. However, after reaching out to touch it a few times, he breathed a sigh of relief. Compared to the hard scales on his legs and waist, the ones on little Ah Zhe were soft. They were more like soft scales, not sharp or rigid, so they wouldn't hurt anyone.

Damn... Does this mean I have a dragon spear now?

A chill ran through Yao Yuelong's body and soul. She hastily turned her face away. She couldn't bear to imagine how painful it would be to have that scaled thing inside her... Her 'little sister,' having rested quietly for centuries, was far too delicate to endure such torment.

"Sun Zhe, why don't we wait until your Dragon Transformation fades?"

"It's fine. The scales here are soft. Touch them if you don't believe me."

"Who wants to touch that thing? It's disgusting just to look at," Yao Yuelong snorted.

Sun Zhe broke into a wicked grin. "It might look a little disgusting, but this is a treasure. It's what all you women love most."

"Well, I don't," Yao Yuelong said, her eyes filled with disdain.

Sun Zhe said nothing more. He walked to the bed, climbed on slowly, and said with a mischievous smile, "I didn't say a thing when you were scratching me earlier, so now it's my turn to scratch you."

Seeing Sun Zhe's determination, Yao Yuelong's heart trembled. She sat up, ready to flee, but he was too fast. He pinned her down with a single move, pouncing directly on top of her.

"Ah, no! Sun Zhe, don't..."

He pounced, and amid her struggles, her clothes fluttered to the floor, creating a scene of infinite allure.

In the blink of an eye, Yao Yuelong was stripped bare. Sun Zhe then got off the bed to stand before it. Grabbing her by the ankles, he forcefully pulled her to the edge until the upper half of her delicate bottom hung over the side.

"No... Sun Zhe, stop it," Yao Yuelong whimpered, her brow furrowed. Her voice was soft, coquettish, and utterly powerless.

Sun Zhe ignored her, keeping a firm grip on her ankles. He was breathing rapidly, his eyes were bloodshot, and his body was burning so hot it felt as if it might burst into flames. How could he possibly care about anything else? With a surge of strength, he pulled her long, slender legs apart, thwarting her attempt to keep them closed!

The next moment, an exquisite vista unfolded before his eyes, laid bare for his viewing pleasure.

The hidden valley was a realm of immortal beauty. Fragrant grass grew thick and lush, and a faint, sweet aroma filled the air, invigorating the spirit. Between them, two slightly curled petals of perfect size lay in beautiful, natural symmetry. As her legs were forced apart, the two tender petals also parted slightly. They were plump like a cockscomb, a sight of breathtaking beauty. From Sun Zhe's angle, he could even make out the delicate folds within.

SLURP!

His mouth suddenly dry, Sun Zhe decisively leaned down and began to "apply lipstick."

"Mmm, ah... Don't..."

A heart-piercing, tingling itch, like ten thousand ants crawling over her body, seized her. Yao Yuelong thrashed her head from side to side, her eyes squeezed shut as she bit the back of her hand, looking both helpless and distressed. The overwhelming sensation made her feel like she couldn't take it anymore, yet at the same time, she wanted to be immersed in it forever. Before this, she had never imagined something so intensely pleasurable could exist in the world.

"Sun Zhe, don't..."

"It's dirty down there."

"Stop it, please... Don't... don't bully me anymore..."

Sun Zhe acted as if he hadn't heard. He looked up, saw the sweetly captivating expression on her face, and then buried his head to continue his diligent work.

SLURP... SLURP...

After everything he'd been through, Sun Zhe had come to understand a simple truth: if you're going to do it, you have to make your partner feel good. As long as she felt good, everything else would fall into place. A man couldn't just think about himself; he had to consider her feelings too.

SLURP... SLURP...

"Mmm! Stop!"

Sun Zhe applied a bit of pressure with his lips, gently gripping one of the petals and tugging it slightly. "Stop what?" he mumbled.

"Mmmph..."

With her beautiful eyes closed, Yao Yuelong's head whipped from one side to the other. A few stray, fragrant locks of hair fell across her gorgeous face, making her look both stunning and pitiful.

"Don't do this... I can't take it..."

But while her words said one thing, her hands were more honest. She had already reached down to clutch his hair, as if terrified he might leave.

A long while later, when Yao Yuelong finally reached her peak, Sun Zhe stood up and wiped the lingering moisture from the corner of his mouth. He looked at her slender waist, still twitching and spasming, and a profound sense of accomplishment washed over him.

"Priest Yao, I'm coming in."

As he spoke, his other hand wasn't idle. He reached into her valley, coating his hand with her wetness, then spread it onto little Ah Zhe as lubricant.

Yao Yuelong, however, seemed to have lost all reason. She just twitched and panted on the bed, all her strength seemingly drained away.

Shortly after, when Sun Zhe was fully inside, Yao Yuelong didn't feel the pain and discomfort she had anticipated. On the contrary, the soft dragon scales created a pleasant, tickling sensation.

It was Sun Zhe who couldn't help but let out a long "Ahhh," as if in agony. The indescribable tightness and searing heat nearly suffocated him.

CREAK... CREAK... CREAK...

The poor, suffering bed frame rocked for the better part of the night before its torment finally ended.

When Yao Yuelong reached her final peak, Sun Zhe withdrew and let out a long sigh. Looking at the wet patch on the sheets, he asked, "Priest Yao, can you still go on?"

Yao Yuelong's eyes, which had rolled back in her head, slowly came back into focus. She lazily propped herself up, shooting him a playfully resentful look. "Time to get down to business... Sit cross-legged. I will transmit the Heart Method to you."

He noticed that after being thoroughly 'nourished,' the tone of this cold, noble, and exquisitely beautiful priest had completely changed. Without a second thought, Sun Zhe climbed back onto the bed and sat cross-legged, unabashedly admiring the beautiful view before him.