Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 1823 - 0152: The Shadows of Childhood 4

"Li Menglan?" Huang Xueyi’s eyes widened, her expression filled with shock. She held a lingering resentment toward Li Menglan—it was due to that young maid’s interference and her relentless protection of Wang Yue that Huang Xueyi had been deprived of the joy of "toying" with Wang Yue’s member.

Who could have predicted that her favorite student since becoming a teacher would turn out to be Li Menglan’s biological sister? What kind of twisted irony was this?

After discovering the truth of their connection, Huang Xueyi felt a sense of relief, yet she still issued a stern warning: "Don’t try anything foolish, or I’ll ensure your penis swells up again!"

"Go ahead and try, I’m not intimidated!"

Wang Yue mused to himself. A sudden wave of mischief washed over him as he wondered what it would be like to feel Huang Xueyi’s slender fingers on him once more. He was certain she would be stunned to discover that the tiny "worm" she once knew had transformed into a massive "python."

Naturally, Huang Xueyi didn't actually follow through on her threat. After her warning, she dismissed him back to the classroom and resumed her lecture at the front of the room.

Observing Huang Xueyi, who had traded her "witch-like" temperament for the dignified, sacred aura of an educator, Wang Yue found himself wishing for another "encounter" with her—even without her touch, his member began to swell of its own accord.

In such a distracted state, Wang Yue found it impossible to return to that deep level of enlightenment. He spent the remainder of the period lost in his fantasies, silently mocking himself for how increasingly perverted he was becoming.

Once the lesson concluded, Huang Xueyi departed as if she and Wang Yue were complete strangers.

However, Li Yingying approached him with a worried look, asking, "Did Teacher Huang say anything to you?"

"Nothing much, she was just puzzled about why I showed up," Wang Yue replied with a grin. He considered whether the friction between Huang Xueyi and Li Menglan would negatively impact Li Yingying, but he concluded it wouldn't—in fact, it might actually work in her favor.

After all, the grudge between Huang Xueyi and Li Menglan wasn't a true, deep-seated hatred.

Li Yingying suddenly giggled, saying, "But that excuse about your budget running out halfway through was really irritating."

"Was it wrong?" Wang Yue asked.

Li Yingying laughed and corrected him, "Of course it was! The phrase should be 'perished halfway'."

"Ah, I must have confused it with some comedy sketch I heard," Wang Yue said dismissively. He had no intention of being bound by loyalty to anyone, so studying the devoted spirit of Zhuge Liang held no interest for him. Whether he could recite "The Memorial on Sending Out the Troops" was irrelevant to his life.

During the third period self-study session, Wang Yue once again slipped into a state of enlightenment. This success only solidified his choice to spend time at school to immerse himself in ordinary life.

While immersed in this meditative state and practicing his martial arts internally, the pure yang energy he radiated was more potent than usual. Luckily, Li Yingying was not a practitioner and lacked internal energy; otherwise, being so close to him for so long would have surely left her feeling overwhelmed by his masculine aura.

Even so, the energy wasn't without effect. Throughout the study period, Li Yingying found herself unable to focus on her work; her mind drifted toward scandalous thoughts, and she felt a slight dampness in her underwear.

"Let me walk you home," Wang Yue offered once school let out.

"Um... that’s not necessary," Li Yingying whispered. While she desired his company, she didn't want to be a burden on his time.

"Don't be modest, your place is in the east, so it's right on my way," Wang Yue insisted. He then inquired, "How do you usually get back?"

"I take the bus," Li Yingying answered, her heart racing.

"Perfect! I've never ridden a bus before; I'll give it a try today," Wang Yue said cheerfully. The two moments of enlightenment he’d experienced in class today taught him that experiencing the mundane details of life was vital for his Cultivation.

Based on his current progress, if not for the immense power granted by his dual-cultivation technique, he likely would have hit a wall just like his mother, forever stuck at the peak of the Earthly Realm.

While his Cultivation level was no longer a concern, his "mental state" was paramount for the advancement of his martial techniques. Since he planned to fuse multiple martial styles together, he required more real-world experiences.

It was currently the peak of the afternoon rush. The moment Wang Yue and Li Yingying boarded the bus, they were swallowed by a dense crowd, with even more passengers forcing their way inside.

Most bus commuters were common people from the lower rungs of society. If Wang Yue were to unleash even a fraction of his true energy, he could easily kill someone.

This was a lingering side effect of his explosive growth—he struggled to regulate his own strength properly.

Usually, such a side effect could be managed within ten to fifteen days as one acclimated to the power.

However, his breakthrough had been too rapid. In just over two weeks, he had jumped from the Qi Refining Realm to the True Return Realm, leaving him zero time to adjust his control.

Left with no choice, he shielded Li Yingying as they were squeezed into the center of the bus where no seats remained.

Wang Yue guided Li Yingying to stand with her back to the window, using his own body to block the crushing weight of the crowd behind him.

Because he was afraid to use too much physical force, their bodies were pressed tightly against one another. It was the heat of summer, and both were dressed in thin clothing. Wang Yue could clearly feel the soft, rounded curves of Li Yingying’s chest against him.

Frowning, Wang Yue asked, "Is the bus always this crowded for you?"

"No... usually, I wait for a later bus to avoid the rush hour madness," Li Yingying explained, her heart thumping in her chest.

Just as Wang Yue could feel the supple elasticity of her breasts, she could feel the firm, solid muscle of his chest. Being held so closely while the bus swayed and jolted provided a mix of comfort and overwhelming tension.

Because she had been dwelling on such embarrassing thoughts during class, her breathing quickly became shallow and heavy.

Li Yingying was already a beauty, but with her face flushed from the excitement, she looked incredibly alluring and delicate.

Wang Yue, naturally prone to lustful urges, found himself losing control. Holding such a flustered, pure girl in his arms while inhaling the sweet scent of her body was more than he could handle.

When something hard began pressing against her lower belly, Li Yingying froze for a second before the realization hit her, causing her face to turn a deep shade of crimson.

"Yingying, I'm sorry... I didn't intend for this to happen," Wang Yue said, feeling a flush of embarrassment.

"I know... it's just a natural reaction," Li Yingying whispered, her voice barely audible. Her heart hammered against her ribs, but she wasn't just trying to be polite; she genuinely understood.

She was having her own "natural reaction" at that very moment—her underwear was already quite soaked.

Suddenly, the bus lurched violently, as if it had hit a major bump.

Thanks to his martial arts training, Wang Yue’s body instinctively anchored him in place.

Li Yingying, however, was caught off guard. The force of the jolt sent her, along with the other passengers, flying upward several centimeters.

Due to their close proximity, when Li Yingying was tossed up, Wang Yue’s penis ended up positioned directly between her thighs. As she came back down, her most sensitive area landed firmly against his rigid member.

"Ah..." A long, involuntary moan escaped Li Yingying’s lips.

Fortunately, the other passengers were too busy shouting and complaining about the bump to notice her sound.

Li Yingying felt like she was losing her mind. With Wang Yue’s member wedged against her, she couldn't even plant her feet on the floor and had to balance on her tiptoes, leaving the majority of her weight resting right on her crotch.

To her dismay, Wang Yue’s penis was so hard that the pressure didn't make it budge at all.

Her thin school pants and underwear were made of stretchy fabric, and the intense friction caused the head of his member to push into her clothes, sending waves of intense stimulation through her.

"Wang Yue... you..." Li Yingying was overwhelmed by a mix of shame and raw excitement, unable to find the words.

Wang Yue was also drowning in pleasure. While this kind of physical contact wasn't new to him, seeing such a virtuous girl in this state of arousal provided an intoxicating thrill.

"Yingying, I'm sorry... I really can't stop it. Just bear with it for a little while, it'll be over soon," Wang Yue murmured, though he leaned even more firmly into her.