Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 1925 - 254: Mom’s Hotness 3

This banquet continued from dusk until the deep hours of the night.

A lighthearted mood filled the air as everyone shared laughs and engaged in warm conversation.

Even the typically stern Liu Ruoshi and the habitually distant Su Mengyan wore persistent smiles throughout the evening.

While this was clearly for the benefit of Wang Yue, they truly savored the rare, carefree environment.

"Yue, follow me," Su Mengyan directed her son immediately after the festivities concluded.

"Okay," Wang Yue answered with a submissive tone, struggling to mask his inner thrill. He followed behind his mother toward her private quarters with a docile demeanor.

As he watched his mother’s elegant and alluring silhouette, Wang Yue’s heart felt like it was seething with passion despite his obedient exterior.

Such intense anticipation and fervor were new to him. His penis throbbed with a painful swelling; it likely would have strained to the breaking point if not for the specialized underwear he wore.

Upon entering the residence, Su Mengyan led her son straight into the bedroom. Taking a seat on the mattress first, she tapped the spot beside her and said, "Son, come and sit here."

"What is it, Mom?" Wang Yue sat down next to her, maintaining his facade of a well-behaved child while suppressing his true desires.

"Mom wants to have a talk with you," Su Mengyan spoke softly. "Be honest, son, were you frightened?"

"No, not at all. It was just a strange fish... It was no match for me, so why would I be scared?" Wang Yue shook his head in denial.

Su Mengyan gave him a tender smile. "Silly child, you don't need to put on an act with me. You can share anything with your mother."

Having said that, Su Mengyan reached out, draped her arm around Wang Yue’s neck, and pulled him into a close embrace.

Boom!

A sudden wave of intense excitement flooded Wang Yue’s mind. This joy had arrived so unexpectedly!

Even through the barrier of their garments, Wang Yue’s seasoned instincts told him that his mother’s breasts were voluminous, firm, and possessed a perfect elasticity.

The physical contact and his own arousal sparked a primal urge to grasp and squeeze them, or perhaps even bite them.

However, he checked his impulses for the sake of his long-term goals and replied, "Mom, I truly wasn't afraid. You are worrying too much."

While shaking his head, Wang Yue took the opportunity to rub his face against her breasts through the fabric, his breath quickening from the thrill.

Su Mengyan’s seductive body shivered slightly as she felt an unfamiliar heat and tingling—a sensation far more potent than when her son’s breath had brushed against her thighs.

Nevertheless, her maternal concern outweighed her physical reactions at that moment. She inquired, "Then why are you so restless? Xin mentioned that you couldn't find any sleep last night."

"I am indeed fearful, but not because of that beast. It’s because of the people on the other vessel—more than a hundred lives snuffed out in just a few strikes from that fish. There was no chance to save them. I hadn't realized until now just how fragile human life can be," Wang Yue explained slowly.

Su Mengyan hadn't anticipated that witnessing so much death would trouble her son, yet she found his compassion for others to be a virtuous trait.

"Good boy, it’s no wonder you feel this way. You mustn't shoulder the blame yourself," Su Mengyan offered gentle comfort.

"It isn't just because I failed to save them. I can't help but wonder if we will be just as helpless when we encounter truly powerful beasts. I even had a nightmare where a swarm of beasts raided our home, and I had to watch all of you be devoured while I stood by powerless. That sense of despair is absolute," Wang Yue said, his frame beginning to quiver.

This wasn't an act; he genuinely felt that hopelessness, fueled by the memories of his previous life.

Although he had been pulled into that mysterious void before the beast tide could finish him, he could easily surmise what had followed based on his recollections.

"Son, is that the reason you can’t sleep?" Su Mengyan asked.

"Yeah, the moment I close my eyes, that dream returns," Wang Yue nodded. He pressed his face against his mother’s breast again, but this time, the excitement was absent.

His spirit was entirely consumed by the agony of his past life; even his penis had gone limp.

"It’s alright," Su Mengyan said affectionately, pulling her son closer to offer him solace.

"It was merely a dream. With how fast your Cultivation is progressing, what beast swarm could possibly pose a threat to us? Son, I have complete confidence in you. Even if such a day arrives, you will easily drive those beasts away and keep our family safe."

"Okay," Wang Yue nodded, feeling a significant weight lift from his heart.

"Son, stay here and sleep with me tonight. It has been a long time since you rested properly. Just relax and get some good sleep," Su Mengyan suggested, softly petting Wang Yue’s head.

"Huh?" Wang Yue blurted out, sitting upright in his mother’s arms.

His face flushed as he gazed at her stunning features and said with hesitation, "But that isn't right... I'm already an adult."

Watching her son’s bashfulness, Su Mengyan couldn't suppress a giggle. "Silly child, it doesn't matter if you are fifteen. Even if you were twenty-five or thirty-five, you would still be my son. Is it not natural for a mother to comfort her child to sleep?"

"Okay," Wang Yue agreed. "But I need to wash up first."

"A bath?" Su Mengyan was surprised. Given his high level of Cultivation, did he truly require a bath?

"Yes, I've been swimming in the river daily for the past few days and got into the habit. It feels like something is missing if I don't bathe today," Wang Yue stated with a serious expression.

"Very well, go ahead then," Su Mengyan said with a grin. She was merely curious about his need for a bath and had no intention of stopping him.

Wang Yue stood up and went into the bathroom his mother had never utilized. A maid cleaned the room daily, so it remained pristine.

In truth, Wang Yue didn't care about bathing; he simply needed a reason to remove those restrictive special underpants.

As long as he wore them, his penis was confined, and he wouldn't be able to take any action without getting rid of them first.

To keep up appearances, he went through the motions. He filled the tub with steaming water, soaked for several minutes, and then dressed carefully before heading back to the bedroom.

"Why did you put your clothes back on?" Su Mengyan asked, observing her fully dressed son.

Wang Yue turned red and muttered, "I didn't bring any pajamas."

Su Mengyan laughed. "Then just sleep in your underwear. There is no reason to be bashful in front of your mother."

"Okay," Wang Yue answered. He climbed onto the bed, pulled the blankets over himself first, and then maneuvered out of his clothes beneath the covers.

Su Mengyan found her son’s shy behavior as charming as when he was a small boy.

Her already powerful maternal instincts surged with even more intensity.

Sitting by Wang Yue’s head, she gently stroked his brow and whispered, "Good boy, go to sleep now."

Su Mengyan’s skirt was crafted from very thin material, and as she sat, her flawless figure was laid bare before Wang Yue’s eyes—voluptuous, rounded, and possessing an irresistible charm.

Consequently, Wang Yue’s penis became instantly erect, beginning to strain against the edge of his underwear.