Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2067 - 396: The Art of Language 1

Huang Yuxiang let out a gentle sigh and remarked, "There's no point. I've figured it out already. When exactly did it begin?"

"It started on our previous ocean trip, aboard the vessel," Wang Zhiting confessed openly.

Even though Huang Yuxiang had suspected the truth to some extent, a faint spark of optimism lingered in her mind. Yet, her daughter's honest admission crushed that final bit of optimism entirely.

Huang Yuxiang's fame as a brilliant scholar wasn't for nothing. She possessed not just sharp intellect but also profound insight. Therefore, instead of berating her daughter like many parents might for such a grave issue, she composed herself and inquired, "What are your intentions moving forward?"

"I'll stay by my brother's side forever and become his partner," Wang Zhiting declared resolutely.

Huang Yuxiang refrained from lecturing her daughter on the taboo of incest, knowing her child all too well. Her daughter grasped these moral boundaries, making any lecture futile.

Still, given that her daughter and Wang Yue were cousins, Huang Yuxiang, as a concerned mother, couldn't bear the thought of her child plunging into the depths of such forbidden relations.

With persuasion falling short, she shifted to practical realities. Huang Yuxiang continued, "Have you considered that it might have been a momentary lapse? You're young, after all, and emotions can fluctuate. The future could bring shifts."

"No, Mother. You know me better than that. When I decide on something, it's set in stone," Wang Zhiting replied.

"You foolish girl, that's precisely my worry," Huang Yuxiang sighed. "If you're certain of your unchanging heart, what about Yue? Will he remain constant? Beyond that, he won't abandon Chen Xi, his betrothed."

"Don't fret, Mom. I'm convinced Brother won't waver with me," Wang Zhiting assured her with certainty.

Huang Yuxiang pondered aloud, "What makes you so confident?"

"Because Brother isn't foolish," Wang Zhiting explained. "I'm his sister, bound by more than ten years of deep bond. Plus, I'm attractive with a fine physique. I know exactly how to satisfy him, and I don't object to him having others. Honestly, what man would let go of someone like me?"

Huang Yuxiang fell silent for a moment. Her daughter's points rang true—no sensible man would discard such a prize once obtained. But wouldn't that make her daughter's concessions far too substantial?

"What if Chen Xi refuses to accept you?" Huang Yuxiang pressed further.

"That's an issue, sure, but I trust Brother to resolve it," Wang Zhiting responded, her faith in Wang Yue unwavering.

"Alright then," Huang Yuxiang relented reluctantly. "But if Chen Xi tolerates you, she'll likely tolerate more. Your brother is exceptionally capable, so other women will surely flock to him later. As his circle of women grows larger, how will you cope?"

"Having more company sounds great," Wang Zhiting chuckled. "It keeps things vibrant. If Brother has to leave for business, we can support one another and avoid feeling isolated."

"You're viewing it too naively," Huang Yuxiang said with a wry smile. "Your brother is just one man. How can he attend to so many partners? You're youthful now, but at my age, you'll grasp the pain of lonely nights."

"I get it already. You mean the ache of lacking a man for intimacy, don't you?" Wang Zhiting giggled. "I've not faced it myself, but the thought alone tells me that even three months without being with my brother would drive me mad."

Huang Yuxiang's cheeks flushed. She inwardly noted how crude her daughter's speech had turned. It had to be that boy Wang Yue's influence.

Yet, in her effort to dissuade her daughter, quibbling over words wasn't appropriate. So she nodded along. "Exactly. With few women now, he can devote proper attention to you. But later, with a bigger harem, he might ignore you for half a year without a second thought. How would you handle that?"

"Mom, you truly don't grasp my brother," Wang Zhiting laughed. "Do you know his greatest strength?"

"Naturally, it's his prowess in martial arts. At his age, reaching the Gui Zhen realm is unprecedented," Huang Yuxiang answered promptly.

"Wrong—Brother's advanced to the Die Fan realm now," Wang Zhiting corrected her. "But his true forte isn't martial skill; it's his prowess in bed."

Huang Yuxiang was stunned to learn of her son's progress to the Die Fan realm. But hearing that his intimate talents surpassed even that erased her surprise, prompting her to blurt, "How impressive is it?"

"Let's start with the physical side," Wang Zhiting teased without spilling details right away. "Mom, what do you think the size of Brother's manhood is?"

"How large could it be for someone young? Likely matching an average adult's, I suppose?" Huang Yuxiang ventured. As a parent, discussing this with her daughter felt improper. But after three years of longing, even a refined woman had basic urges.

Chatting about intimate topics with her daughter wouldn't quench her thirst, yet it eased her inner void somewhat. Since her daughter was experienced, there was little risk of leading her astray.

"Adults come in all sizes; your estimate misses the mark," Wang Zhiting chuckled.

"The typical erect adult measures around twelve to thirteen centimeters in length and that girth. Is that Brother's?" Huang Yuxiang probed.

"You sell my brother short," Wang Zhiting laughed. "I checked it personally. Erect, it's nineteen and a half centimeters—nearly twenty. The tip alone rivals a big egg in size."

"That enormous?!" Huang Yuxiang gasped involuntarily, then doubted, "Are you exaggerating?"

"I'm telling the truth. Each time Brother takes me, he pushes the tip right into my womb," Wang Zhiting stated. "Mom, have you ever known that sensation?"

"Never," Huang Yuxiang denied with a shake of her head, overwhelmed by shock. Secretly, she harbored a touch of jealousy toward her daughter.

As Jinling's premier intellectual, she was erudite and informed on all subjects. Naturally, she understood that a sufficiently endowed man could stimulate the G-spot and even enter the womb during intercourse, delivering ecstasy beyond words.

For over thirty years, she hadn't savored such bliss. It astonished her that her young daughter had already indulged in it—and relished every encounter with Wang Yue.

As a woman matured by three years of deprivation, how could envy not stir within her?

Still, mere size doesn't equip a man to handle multiple partners; stamina matters more, given finite vitality.

To pleasure a growing number of women, lasting power counts highest. Thus, Huang Yuxiang inquired once more, "How long does your brother endure per session?"