Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

Chapter 2191 - 512: The Filial Daughter 2

”Oh!”

A sharp, euphoric cry escaped Cancanʼs lips as she took the hit, but she suddenly squeezed her muscles tight, clamping down on him. She pinned Wang Yueʼs head deep against her cervix, stalling his momentum. ”Hold on, baby brother. Just a second.”

”What are we waiting for? Donʼt tell me youʼre not itching for more,” Wang Yue teased. He knew her well enough to know two rounds wouldnʼt even come close to satisfying her.

”Iʼm itching, trust me,” Cancan said, her tone turning uncharacteristically serious. ”But business first. Besides power-leveling my cultivation, does this dual-cultivation thing have any other perks?”

Wang Yue was sharp. He immediately sensed where she was going with this, and a thrill shot through him. Still, he played dumb. ”Didnʼt you feel the perks? Wasnʼt this time way better than last night?”

Cancan couldnʼt deny that. Last night had been incredible, but today was on another level entirely. Every time he drove into her, it felt like he was dragging her soul out of her body.

”Iʼm not talking about the pleasure,” she clarified. ”I want to know if it can heal injuries. Real ones.”

”It can,” Wang Yue nodded. ”Especially internal injuries. Through dual cultivation, one session is usually enough to set things right.”

”And... what about a damaged foundation?” Cancan asked. Her heart was a mess of conflicting emotions—desperate for him to say yes, yet terrified of what that would mean. Mostly, though, she was hopeful.

”Theoretically, once a martial artistʼs foundation is shattered, itʼs impossible to fix,” Wang Yue said. He waited for the flicker of disappointment to cross her face before adding, ”Unless itʼs a woman who can dual-cultivate with me. In that case, itʼs a different story.”

Cancanʼs eyes lit up. ”Are you serious?”

”Absolutely. I have a close... friend who had a ruined foundation. We fixed it through dual cultivation,” Wang Yue confirmed. Whether Yu Suxin counted as a ”close friend” was irrelevant—if he said she did, she did.

Cancan hesitated for a heartbeat before her expression hardened into pure resolve. She looked him dead in the eye and asked, ”Would you be willing to fuck my mom?”

Wang Yue feigned shock, his voice jumping an octave. ”You mean... you want me to use dual cultivation to heal Auntie Yue?”

”Yes!” Cancan nodded vigorously.

”No, no way!” Wang Yue protested, playing the ”dutiful nephew” card while secretly leaning into the idea. ”Sheʼs my aunt!”

”So what? Iʼm your cousin, and I was a virgin, yet you didnʼt have any trouble fucking me,” Cancan countered. Once sheʼd made up her mind, all her inhibitions vanished. She was back to her brazen self. ”My mom isnʼt a virgin. Whatʼs the hang-up? Donʼt tell me youʼre actually picky because some other guyʼs been there before!”

”Of course not,” Wang Yue said quickly. ”If anything, Iʼm grateful. If Auntie Yue were still a virgin, she never would have produced a sister as amazing as you for me.”

”I know youʼre just saying that, but I bet youʼve been dreaming about a mother-daughter threesome since you got here,” Cancan said, seeing right through him. ”Itʼs settled then.”

”Even if Iʼm down, Auntie Yue isnʼt exactly as... open-minded as you,” Wang Yue pointed out with a wry smile.

”Weʼll find a way to make her agree. And if that fails, just take her. With your equipment, one round and I guarantee sheʼll be hooked,” Cancan said callously, as if she were talking about a total stranger rather than her own mother.

”Man, Auntie Yue really drew the short straw having a rebellious daughter like you,” Wang Yue joked.

”What are you talking about? This is the definition of filial piety!” Cancan argued righteously. ”Iʼm sharing a dick this good with her so she can actually enjoy herself now that my dad is gone. How many daughters in this world would do that for their mother?”

”Alright, you ʼfilial daughter.ʼ Let me give you a little reward on behalf of my aunt.” Wang Yue flipped her over, pinning her down to get back to work.

But Cancan stopped him again. ”No, not now. I need to save my energy. Weʼre going to give her a little ʼstimulationʼ tonight.”

”You already have a plan?”

”Iʼve got an idea. Whether it works, weʼll have to see.” She pushed him off, watching with a pang of regret as his length slid out of her.

Just as he suspected, she was nowhere near satisfied. Seeing him standing there, proud and ready, made her ache to pull him back in. But for her motherʼs sake, she resisted. Wang Yue was hurting too, but for the sake of the ”bigger picture,” he sucked it up. They got dressed and left the hotel.

Since Cancan was preoccupied with her ”mom project,” they didnʼt stay out for fun. However, they didnʼt go straight home either. As a brand-new Spirit Focus Realm expert, Cancan couldnʼt quite control her newfound strength. They rented a private room at a local martial arts gym so she could get a handle on it.

By evening, she had mastered her power. They grabbed some takeout and headed back.

Cancan was no longer the girl hiding behind baggy clothes. Now a powerful martial artist—and soon to be even stronger—she didnʼt feel the need to hide her beauty. She walked back into the slums looking like a total bombshell.

The neighborhood ”aunties” were at their usual posts, but this time, there was no gossip. To them, this stunning, well-dressed couple looked like wealthy outsiders. And in their world, money meant power. They didnʼt dare whisper—these old ladies were experts at knowing exactly who they could bully and who they had to respect.

”Mom, weʼre home!” Cancan shouted as they entered the courtyard.

She felt a strange, inexplicable surge of excitement at the thought of what they were planning. She told herself it was just because her mother was going to get healthy again, but deep down, the thrill was more complex.

Su Nuanyue stepped out of the house and froze. She hadnʼt seen her daughter in pretty clothes for years. But as a mother, she wasnʼt about to scold her for wanting to look nice.

However, when her eyes landed on the man standing behind Cancan, her composure shattered. She frowned, confused. ”And who is this? Why didnʼt your cousin come back with you?”

”Auntie, itʼs me. Iʼm Wang Yue,” he said with a smile.

”Youʼre... Wang Yue?” Su Nuanyue forgot her manners, staring at him in utter, wide-eyed disbelief.