Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 1900 - 229: The Talented Young Lady 4

"Your aunt likely possesses a sharp intuition; she recognized your brother's hidden potential long ago, which explains why she categorized you that way," Wang Yue remarked, wearing a faint grin.

"Hmph, you little scoundrel! It turns out you weren't just eyeing my mother; you were even scheming to get your hands on my aunt," Wang Zhiting replied with a playful, coquettish huff. Despite her words, she wiggled her hips, allowing her brother’s penis to glide against her most sensitive spots, a sensation that brought her immense delight.

Noticing his younger cousin’s obvious enjoyment, Wang Yue ceased his retreat and leaned in, pressing his body weight and his penis more firmly against her.

As he ground against her, he chuckled and said, "Your aunt is a legendary beauty, celebrated as one of the ’Twelve Beauties of Jinling.’ Being a normal man, how could I possibly remain indifferent to her?"

"You aren't a normal man; you are a complete pervert!" Wang Zhiting declared, giving Wang Yue a blunt appraisal of his character.

Even though she was drowning in pleasure at that moment, she offered a stern warning: "I won't stop you if you want to chase my aunt. In fact, I’d be thrilled if you succeeded, but you are forbidden from using any underhanded tactics. Furthermore, if she already has a lover, you must leave her in peace."

"Then how will I ever get my revenge?" Wang Yue grumbled. "She mocked and teased me constantly in the past. If I don't show her exactly how powerful my penis is, I’ll never be able to let it go."

"In that case, use your penis to ’punish’ her niece instead," Wang Zhiting suggested. "After all, it was because of me that she teased you back then."

Wang Yue burst out laughing at her logic. "You little fox, you’re just as manipulative as Shan Shan. You aren't trying to suffer in your aunt's place; you just want an excuse to enjoy yourself even more."

Wang Zhiting’s face flushed a deep crimson, though she didn't bother to deny the accusation. "Well, who told you to make things feel so incredibly good?"

The pair continued their conversation while slowly indulging in their physical intimacy.

During their childhood, they had shared a very close bond despite the occasional petty squabble.

However, their communication had dwindled over the last three years because they rarely had the chance to meet.

Furthermore, as they hit puberty, they both began harboring private secrets, which had caused a subtle distance to grow between them.

But now, as they connected both physically and emotionally, that gap evaporated instantly. Their sibling-like bond grew more profound than ever, now infused with a layer of powerful mutual attraction.

Another half-hour passed before they reached a simultaneous climax for the second time. This peak was far more explosive than the first, which had been somewhat hurried.

Beyond the intense pleasure it gave Wang Zhiting, the act significantly boosted her cultivation, propelling her straight into the late stages of the Di Que realm.

Wang Yue, however, reaped even greater rewards by absorbing his younger cousin’s pristine virgin yin energy.

Utilizing that energy, he shattered the bottleneck of the sixth layer of the Gui Zhen realm and successfully broke through to the seventh layer, officially ascending as a master of the Gui Zhen realm.

After resting in Wang Yue’s embrace for a moment, Wang Zhiting finally caught her breath and whispered, "Brother, you’re incredible. Just now, I felt like I was dying... I never truly understood the phrase ’feeling as if one could become an immortal’ until this very moment."

"You’re amazing as well, little sister. You have no idea how wonderful it felt when your tight, soft little pussy was squeezing my penis..." Wang Yue returned the compliment warmly.

"Brother, do you want my help in dealing with Jingjing?" Wang Zhiting asked out of nowhere.

Wang Yue replied instantly, "No, definitely not. Jingjing is far too young and hasn't fully developed yet. I couldn't possibly do that..."

"What on earth are you thinking?" Wang Zhiting cut him off before he could finish.

"I’m saying we need to find a way to stop her from interrupting us. Lately, Sister Xin and the others have been taking turns trapping Jingjing and me in those rooms. Don't think I’m blind to your goals—you just want us out of the way so you can do as you please."

"Do you actually have a plan for that?" Wang Yue asked with genuine interest. Wang Jingjing’s presence had been a major hurdle to their freedom, and it was his biggest frustration of the trip. If Jingjing was out of the picture, then...

Wang Zhiting smirked. "Of course I do. It’s actually very simple; I’m surprised you haven't realized it yet."

"My sweet sister, please share this method with me," Wang Yue pleaded.

"Just get her drunk," Wang Zhiting proposed. "She may be young, but she is a martial artist. Alcohol is far less damaging to practitioners than it is to commoners; it won't really hurt her."

"Get her drunk? Of course! Why didn't I think of that?" Wang Yue cried out, slapping his forehead in a mix of delight and self-annoyance.

In truth, it wasn't a lapse in intelligence. While martial artists can handle alcohol better, it still has an impact.

Because he cared deeply for his family, he instinctively avoided anything that might cause them even minor harm, leading him to subconsciously ignore the idea.

The others likely had the same thought but kept quiet out of similar concerns for her well-being, choosing not to mention it to Wang Yue.

This was evident from his own past; Wang Qianqian and Wang Shanshan had used that exact tactic on him before, so he certainly hadn't forgotten the concept.

They had clearly considered it—especially the clever Wang Shanshan—but they had remained silent.

This proved that despite her cunning nature, Wang Shanshan would never truly harm her own flesh and blood, save for harmless pranks. She would never do anything to actually injure her sister.

As for Wang Zhiting, she wasn't less caring than Shanshan; she simply viewed the situation from the perspective of someone who had been on Jingjing’s side. From her view, Wang Yue and the rest were being far too overprotective.

Since alcohol wouldn't cause lasting damage to a martial artist and would only happen once or twice, there was no real risk.

Contrasting Wang Yue's excitement, Wang Zhiting spoke with a hint of melancholy, "It's a good thing you didn't think of this sooner, or Jingjing wouldn't have been the only one getting drunk."

"How could that be?" Wang Yue laughed.

"My sister Tingting is so gorgeous that even if you were intoxicated, I wouldn't be able to stop myself from taking advantage of you."

"Taking advantage of me while I’m passed out? I wouldn't be able to feel the pleasure then, would I?" Wang Zhiting laughed along. "No way! I want you to do those things only when I’m wide awake!"

"Absolutely!" Wang Yue roared with laughter, standing up while cradling Wang Zhiting. With a bit of effort, he withdrew his penis from her young vagina.

He helped tidy her clothes and, keeping her in his arms, leaped directly onto the top deck of the yacht.

He was impatient to pitch this brilliant plan to the other women and see what they thought.

Currently, Wang Jingjing was occupied with the arcade games downstairs, watched over by Wang Qianqian and Wang Shanshan, while the rest of the women were gathered on the top floor... playing mahjong.

Indeed, they had organized two separate tables and were thoroughly enjoying themselves.

In the past, they had been incredibly disciplined, training day and night. However, since they began dual cultivation with Wang Yue, their work ethic had slipped.

It wasn't entirely their fault, though.

The rewards of cultivation with Wang Yue were so massive that a whole month of solitary, grueling training couldn't compare to a single session with him.

Given the choice, who would pick the hard path?

Furthermore, Wang Yue was pleased with this shift.

Even though warriors live much longer than ordinary humans and aren't forced to rush through life in a few decades, spending centuries doing nothing but training would be incredibly dull.

When the eight beauties saw Wang Yue arrive with Wang Zhiting in his arms, they paused their game and crowded around, smiling as they said, "Tingting, congratulations!"

Although Wang Zhiting was ready to join this "extended family," being the center of attention still made her blush with shyness. She tucked her head into Wang Yue’s chest, trying to hide like an ostrich.

Wang Yue stepped in, saying, "That's enough, you’re all family now. Don't tease her so much. Besides, Tingting just gave me a fantastic idea."

"What kind of idea?" the women asked together.

"Hehe, we're going to get Jingjing drunk!" Wang Yue announced with a mischievous grin before laying out the details of the plan.

"No, Jingjing is too young. Alcohol could be bad for her," Xue Yan argued immediately; she had clearly considered this before and rejected it.

However, Tang Yuerou—Jingjing’s own mother—actually agreed. "I don't see an issue. Even if her cultivation isn't peak yet, she is still a warrior. Her body can handle alcohol much better than a normal person's. Doing it once or twice won't hurt her."

Her approval didn't stem from a lack of love for her daughter, but from her understanding of what Wang Yue intended to do once Jingjing was asleep.

The truth was, the other women were also looking forward to that outcome, which is why she gave the green light.