Urban Seduction: Housewives Club-Chapter 815: The Siren Ye Xuan

Sitting there doing nothing wasn’t going to work, so Ye Fei thought he might as well talk to Wen Rou about the Extreme Ice Technique.

But before he could open his mouth, his eyes widened as Ye Xuan, who had claimed she was going to change, slowly emerged from the room. She was wrapped only in a small white towel—the kind that barely covered anything.

The top half barely concealed her nipples, leaving her snow-white breasts almost fully exposed, the deep cleavage instantly igniting Ye Fei’s desire.

The bottom half barely covered her most private area, her long, slender legs proudly on display.

As she walked, Ye Fei could even catch glimpses of her delicate, hair-covered pussy between her legs.

Despite the ravaging she had endured last night and this morning, Ye Xuan’s pussy, even more delicate than a young girl’s, showed no signs of wear.

Instead, it seemed even more tender, making it impossible for Ye Fei to look away. He was itching to thrust his rock-hard cock into her and fuck her senseless.

At the same time, Wen Rou, sitting beside Ye Fei, was also staring wide-eyed. Her gaze was filled with surprise and confusion.

Unfortunately, Ye Fei was too busy visually raping his siren, and Ye Xuan was too focused on seducing her man, so neither noticed the odd look in Wen Rou’s eyes. If they had, they would have realized that Wen Rou’s coldness was only in her demeanor.

Her heart wasn’t cold at all—it was just her nature to remain calm and detached.

(Don’t accuse me of contradicting myself. Wen Rou’s demeanor is determined by her unique constitution, combined with her natural calmness. Anyone who sees her would misunderstand. As for what this constitution is, you’ll find out later. Trust me... hehe.)

It wasn’t until Ye Xuan sat down right next to Ye Fei that the ripple in Wen Rou’s eyes disappeared. She asked, "Ye Xuan, how can you dress like this in front of others?" Ye Xuan had already told her her name in the car.

Ye Xuan looked puzzled. "What’s the problem? You’re a girl. Why would I be afraid of you seeing me?"

"But..." Wen Rou didn’t finish her sentence, but her glance at Ye Fei made her meaning clear.

"Let me formally introduce you. Ye Xuan is my wife!" Ye Fei said with a smile, though he found it strange.

Given Wen Rou’s personality, she shouldn’t care about other people’s affairs.

Besides, back in the meeting hall, he had deliberately let her see him touching Ye Xuan’s pussy.

Wasn’t that far more explicit than Ye Xuan’s current attire? Yet Wen Rou hadn’t reacted at all back then.

Could it be that this girl has fallen for me at first sight and is jealous of Ye Xuan seducing me?

Ye Fei thought smugly, though he quickly dismissed the idea.

While he was confident in his charm, he wasn’t delusional.

"Wife?" Wen Rou clearly didn’t understand the term. She blinked her beautiful eyes at Ye Fei, instantly revealing a side of her that was not only stunningly beautiful but also incredibly cute. ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com

"It means spouse," Ye Xuan casually explained, but then she did something that even Ye Fei found shocking—she yanked open his belt and, in one swift motion, pulled down both his pants and underwear.

As his clothes fell away, Ye Fei’s already rock-hard cock sprang out, bouncing defiantly in front of the two women.

Seeing the cock that had brought her endless pleasure, Ye Xuan momentarily forgot her original plan. Her eyes glazed over as she stared at it, her slender hand instinctively reaching out to grasp it and gently stroke it.

Ye Xuan hadn’t started practicing martial arts yet, so it would have been easy for Ye Fei to stop her. But he didn’t. Instead, he immediately looked at Wen Rou. For some reason, he always hoped to see some expression other than calmness on the Ice Fairy’s face.

At first glance, Ye Fei was disappointed.

Though Wen Rou’s eyes had turned to the sudden appearance of Ye Fei’s cock, her expression didn’t change at all.

It was as if what she was seeing wasn’t Ye Fei’s cock but just another part of his body, like his hand or foot.

However, Ye Fei’s observational skills were far beyond ordinary. He did notice a flicker of emotion in Wen Rou’s eyes—something akin to disgust.

Just as Ye Fei was wondering why she would feel that way, she spoke up.

"Isn’t Liu Yiru the one you love the most?"

"Yes, but I also love Ye Xuan," Ye Fei replied with a smile, not denying Wen Rou’s words. Now that Ye Xuan was his woman, there was no need to hide certain things from her.

Moreover, Wen Rou’s master had passed away at the age of 200, so her mindset was likely still rooted in the past.

Having grown up almost entirely under her master’s influence, Wen Rou undoubtedly adhered to traditional values, so there was no need to worry about her having any inappropriate thoughts.

Sure enough, after hearing Ye Xuan’s words, a flicker of understanding passed through Wen Rou’s eyes before they returned to their usual calmness. However, Ye Xuan’s hand, which was still stroking Ye Fei’s cock, tightened slightly.

At that moment, she finally understood why her role-playing had failed that morning. It wasn’t that her beloved man was different from other young men—it was that he had already truly possessed her biological mother. How could a mere role-play excite him?

Ye Xuan had been in close contact with Liu Yiru during the time Ye Fei had gone missing. Even Ye Xuan couldn’t help but be captivated by her "mother-in-law’s" otherworldly beauty.

She had often felt a pang of regret for Liu Yiru’s solitary existence, thinking that the only man worthy of her was the one she loved—her son.

This realization left Ye Xuan with an indescribable sense of discomfort as if the world’s most dazzling gem had been buried.

So, when she learned of the forbidden relationship between Ye Fei and his mother, she didn’t feel any negative emotions. Instead, she felt relieved, as if it was only natural.

As for Ye Fei’s statement that "the person he loved the most was Liu Yiru," Ye Xuan didn’t feel any jealousy. After all, Liu Yiru, a woman as ethereal as a fairy, was worthy of any man’s devotion—especially when that man was her son.

These thoughts flashed through Ye Xuan’s mind in an instant. Her hand, which had paused for a moment, resumed its movements.

Though she couldn’t help but feel a twinge of regret that the mother-son dynamic was missing from their role-playing games, she was mostly happy for Liu Yiru.

Besides, she still had other tricks up her sleeve. She got up and knelt in front of Ye Fei, both hands grasping his burning hot cock. She lifted her pretty face, looking up at Ye Fei’s handsome features with a coquettish smile.

In a sweet, seductive voice, she said, "Daddy, you’ve had a long day. Let your daughter take good care of you."