Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2131 - 452: Pain Isn’t the Point 3

While Wang Yue circulated his inner Qi, the lewd noises emanating from the bedroom filtered through the door's crevices, wafted across the living room, and slithered into the guest room where the twins were lodged.

Within the room, Zhou Pingping and Zhou Tingting had been drifting toward sleep when the peculiar sounds snapped them fully awake.

"Pingping, did you hear that?" The elder twin propped herself up and murmured to her sibling.

Zhou Tingting also sat upright, giving a nod. "I did. It seems to be originating from Mom’s bedroom."

Slap... slap... slap...

"Ah... ah... you naughty boy... take it slower... it’s too intense... Auntie can’t endure it... ah... Auntie’s about to... get pounded to pieces by you..."

The slick, steady rhythm of bodies colliding and Zhou Yifei’s gasping cries became more distinct by the second.

"Mom appears to be in pain," Pingping remarked, her forehead creasing at the sound of her mother’s distressed tone.

"Yes, and what’s causing that slapping noise?" Tingting chimed in.

The two little ones exchanged glances, then gasped together: "Is somebody assaulting Mom?!"

Terror gripped them. Sleep forgotten, they bounded from the bed, rushed out of their room, and bolted toward the main bedroom.

Normally, Zhou Yifei secured the door with a bolt to avoid any unintended entries, but tonight it stood unlocked. The twins charged straight inside.

The sight that greeted them was utterly shocking.

Their mom lay there entirely bare, her legs lifted high and resting on a man’s shoulders. The man, equally nude, knelt in front of her, thrusting his form into hers with powerful, repetitive strokes that drew repeated "screams" from her.

From behind, the man resembled their beloved "Big Brother Tiezhu" perfectly.

"Brother Tiezhu! Why are you striking my mom?" Pingping challenged, her voice quivering with outrage.

Zhou Yifei, immersed in waves of ecstasy, almost leaped from the bed upon hearing her daughters’ voices. Her entire body tensed up reflexively.

Wang Yue pretended to be startled, halting his motions and glancing over his shoulder. His muscles flexed as well—not out of alarm, but from the strenuous restraint. His aunt’s abrupt scare had made her "little flower" clench tightly like a clamp, sucking his member in like a vacuum, while her cervix gripped his tip like an eager mouth. The immense pressure almost forced him to release everything on the spot.

"Ah! Who are you?" Tingting cried out. With Wang Yue back in his actual, strikingly handsome appearance, she failed to recognize him.

Wang Yue offered them a soft, comforting grin. "No need to fear. It’s me, Brother Tiezhu."

The two little ones were innocent at heart, yet sharp at detecting someone’s true nature. His familiar aroma and distinctive tone immediately assured them that this stunning newcomer was truly their Tiezhu.

However, they had no chance to question his changed looks. Pingping restated her query: "Brother Tiezhu, why are you striking Mom?"

"I’m not striking her. We’re simply engaging in a game," Wang Yue replied with a light laugh.

Zhou Yifei pressed her distinctive big eyes closed, her cheeks flushing to a vivid red that seemed as if blood might seep from her skin.

"Liar! You’re pounding into her so fiercely she’s weeping!" Pingping snorted, marching to the bed’s edge alongside her sister.

All at once, Tingting broke into sobs. "Sister! Brother Tiezhu is murdering Mom!"

Pingping hesitated. "He isn’t."

"See!" Tingting indicated the spot where their bodies connected. "He’s jammed that huge, bulky item into her!"

Pingping peered down, her eyes widening in shock. Brother Tiezhu had indeed inserted something enormously thick into their mother. Its length was hidden, but the width was downright frightening. Both girls began crying uncontrollably.

Wang Yue found himself speechless. He was aware his young cousins were naive, but he hadn’t anticipated such profound innocence. They were witnessing the act live and mistaking it for a violent attack.

The twins were already endearing, but their "pear-blossoms-in-the-rain" appearance tugged at the heartstrings. Wang Yue hurriedly clarified. "Stop crying! I’m truly not striking her, and I’m absolutely not harming her!"

They remained unconvinced. In tears, Pingping extended her tiny hand, seized the root of Wang Yue’s shaft, and yanked it forcefully—pulling the almost eight-inch beast nearly free from her mother’s depths.

"It’s that lengthy?!" Witnessing the thing pull out—not only thick but apparently bottomless—the girls wept even louder. In their innocent perspective, no one could possibly withstand an object of that magnitude being thrust inside.

Wang Yue saw explanations weren’t working. He turned to Zhou Yifei for support. "Auntie, assist me here. Say something."

Yifei refused to let her daughters suffer from a false impression, so she overcame her embarrassment and pried her eyes open. "Pingping, Tingting... Mom is fine."

"Mom? You’re not deceased?" they exclaimed.

Yifei mustered a faint, uneasy smile. "Silly children, naturally I’m not gone."

Relief flooded them, and they dried their eyes. Yet Tingting stayed wary. "But Brother Tiezhu inserted that enormous thing into you."

"Exactly! That must be painful! Brother Tiezhu is a mean bully!" Pingping chimed in, her small features twisting in fury once more as she recalled him "impaling" her mom with that massive rod.

Zhou Yifei possessed keen intelligence. Initially taken aback, she now understood Wang Yue had orchestrated this deliberately. Having already embraced that her daughters would one day be his, she decided this moment suited a "lesson" well.

"No need to fret," she murmured gently. "Brother Tiezhu spoke truly. We’re participating in a game. It doesn’t pain Mom—in fact, it feels incredibly, wonderfully pleasant."

The twins adored games, though this one was unfamiliar. "What kind of game? Why haven’t you shown us how to join?"

"It’s known as the ’Poke-the-Flower’ game, typically reserved for adults," Yifei described, her visage aflame. "A man inserts his ’joystick’ into a woman’s ’flower’ and shifts it in and out. It brings immense joy to them both."

The two little ones batted their large eyes, displaying complete bewilderment.