Urban Seduction: Housewives Club-Chapter 669: Post-Battle Teasing

Ye Fei had a bit of a crush on this wild beauty, so he didn't want her to hold too much of a grudge against him. Grabbing her chest earlier was already pushing it, and if he kept going, she might turn her anger into outright hatred. So, the moment he felt his body reacting, he tried to scoot back a bit to avoid his enthusiastic part from pressing against her.

But it seemed like fate was determined to mess with Ye Fei. Just as he was reluctantly giving up a chance to take advantage, circumstances forced him right back into it.

Li Ruonan suddenly steered the bike onto a rough stretch of road, full of potholes. With the bike speeding along, it started bouncing violently, causing Ye Fei's body to shift forward bit by bit.

As luck would have it, as he moved forward, his protruding issue ended up wedged right between Li Ruonan's incredibly plump buttocks. With each bump, it seemed like a match made in heaven, gradually pressing deeper and moving rhythmically.

At this point, Ye Fei was in a state of bittersweet agony. Mentally, he was uncomfortable—he didn't want to take advantage like this. But physically? Oh, it was pure bliss. While he couldn't fully enjoy it, the squeezing sensation was still incredibly pleasurable.

Meanwhile, Li Ruonan was losing her mind. When Ye Fei had grabbed her chest earlier, the thick leather jacket had dulled the sensation. But now? The constant thrusting below was driving her crazy.

For twenty years, Li Ruonan had focused solely on her martial arts training and managing the gang. She hadn't even indulged in the self-exploration that most girls her age had tried.

So, this sensation was entirely new to her—yet it was also strangely pleasurable. So much so that a certain liquid began to seep from a place that usually only saw action once a month.

Even though her body was enjoying it, Li Ruonan still hated Ye Fei. The anger she'd felt when he'd grabbed her chest earlier skyrocketed to explosive levels.

If they hadn't been in a public area, she would've stopped the bike right then and there to teach him a lesson.

In this mix of resistance and reluctant enjoyment, the bike finally came to a stop in an abandoned factory. It seemed like a place where underground disputes were settled—otherwise, in a bustling city like the capital, such a spot wouldn't have been left untouched.

Now that they'd arrived, Ye Fei couldn't just keep clinging to Li Ruonan. He got off the bike, which made her breathe a long sigh of relief—though his sudden departure left her with a faint sense of emptiness.

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Quickly shaking off those thoughts, Li Ruonan's face turned icy cold. With a hint of hatred in her voice, she said, "Let's begin!"

"Sure, come at me," Ye Fei replied casually, standing with his hands behind his back, looking every bit the martial arts master. But the massive tent in his pants completely ruined the image, making it look downright ridiculous. Li Ruonan, despite her anger, almost burst out laughing, which dissipated some of her frustration.

Noticing her gaze, Ye Fei realized his situation and quickly moved his hands to cover the front, awkwardly laughing, "Sorry about that, didn't notice."

Though her anger had lessened, Li Ruonan's mood didn't improve. Seeing what Ye Fei was trying to hide only made her more furious. Without warning, she charged forward, throwing a punch straight at his chest.

For a Xiantian master, a few meters was nothing. In an instant, Li Ruonan's fist was at Ye Fei's chest—but it was quickly caught by a large hand. Not only had her attack failed, but she was now in his grasp.

Li Ruonan's expression changed. With just that one move, she knew she was outmatched. But her pride wouldn't let her admit defeat. With a swift motion, as Ye Fei had anticipated, her two long braids whipped toward him like whips.

Those braids, now infused with her internal energy, could shatter bones if they hit an ordinary person. While Ye Fei wasn't afraid, getting hit would still count as a loss. So, he let go of her fist and moved like lightning, dodging her attack. Then, with a quick motion, he grabbed both of her braids.

Li Ruonan had trained with her hair since childhood. This strike, powered by her full strength, should've been unstoppable. Yet Ye Fei caught it effortlessly, shocking her once again.

Still, she refused to give up. Leaping into the air, she spun her body like a drill, aiming straight for Ye Fei—a move eerily reminiscent of Vega's famous spinning piledriver from Street Fighter.

Unfortunately for her, Ye Fei wasn't some game character with predictable AI, and her "electric drill" didn't come with any actual electricity. Ye Fei simply sidestepped, dodging the attack, and then reached out, catching Li Ruonan in mid-air and pulling her into his arms.

"Do you give up now?" Ye Fei teased with a grin.

"Let me go!" Li Ruonan glared at Ye Fei, her eyes filled with rage. She was furious at herself for being so outmatched despite years of training, and even more furious at Ye Fei's nonchalant attitude, which she saw as an insult.

But Ye Fei didn't let her go. Instead, he continued to smile, "Since you lost, shouldn't there be a little penalty?" As he spoke, his hand, which had been resting on her slender waist, slid down to grab one of her plump buttocks.

To be clear, Ye Fei wasn't deliberately trying to take advantage of her—it was just a habit. But Li Ruonan didn't see it that way. Her eyes filled with humiliation as she glared at Ye Fei, gritting her teeth, "Ye Fei, I won't let you get away with this!"

Ye Fei had initially felt a bit guilty, but seeing her reaction made him a little annoyed. If you lose, you should accept it gracefully. He hadn't even done anything serious yet, and she was already trying to provoke him.

If she'd fallen into the hands of someone truly malicious, the consequences would've been disastrous. So, Ye Fei decided to teach her a lesson.