Urban Seduction: Housewives Club Chapter 2179 - 500: Aunt Su Nuanyue 4

When Wang Yue turned back around, Yang Cancan’s eyes went wide. It felt as if the night itself had suddenly brightened. She couldn’t help but lean in, her face barely half a foot from his, peering at him intensely. "Are you sure you’re a boy?" she stammered.

"No kidding!" Wang Yue snapped, annoyed.

"But you’re a guy! How can you be prettier than a woman?" she exclaimed.

"It’s not ’pretty,’ it’s handsome!" Wang Yue corrected her.

"Okay, now I actually believe your mom was the greatest beauty in history." Yang Cancan sat back, a bit reluctantly, and suddenly burst out laughing. "And now I know why you call me ’Cousin.’ Looking at that face, you haven’t even grown up yet, have you, kiddo?"

"Who are you calling a kid? I’m sixteen!" Wang Yue retorted crossly.

"Such a shame you don’t run a shop. With a face like that, you’d triple your foot traffic just by standing there," Yang Cancan said, her mind never straying far from the family business.

Wang Yue chuckled. "You could do the same, you know. The ’beauty effect’ would work even better for you. Why do you spend all day making yourself look like a mess?"

"I’m a merchant, not a model. Why would I want to be pretty?" she said dismissively.

"To drive sales," Wang Yue argued. "Look at the big hotels—they hire groups of beautiful greeters just to attract customers. There’s nothing shameful about it."

"I’m not like them." Yang Cancan suddenly sighed. "They at least have a boss backing them up; no one dares mess with them. I don’t have anyone to cover for me. If I tried to sell my face like that, it wouldn’t be long before I’d be forced to sell my pussy too."

Wang Yue froze, then gave a bitter smile, mentally giving her a thumbs-up. Classic Cancan—only you could say something that blunt.

"Surely it’s not that bad," he said aloud.

"Oh, it’s exactly that bad. I don’t brag about much, but I know I’ve got the face and the body. A woman as pretty as me with zero background has two endings: either the thugs force her to take clients, or she finds someone to keep her as a mistress," she said with a self-deprecating smirk.

"And what’s the difference between that and selling pussy? It’s just the difference between selling to one guy or selling to many."

"You could just... not comply. And not be a mistress," Wang Yue suggested.

"Not comply? That’s worse," she sighed. "Without a faction to protect you, every guy with a bit of power would just take turns raping you and not pay a dime. At that point, you might as well be a pro."

"Is that really how it is?" Though Wang Yue was technically on his second life, both times he had been sheltered by the power of the Great Families of Jinling. He had no idea what life was like for those at the bottom.

"You think I’m making this up? I’ve seen it happen plenty." Yang Cancan waved it off. "Forget it. You’re just a kid; why am I even telling you this?"

"I told you, I’m not a kid," Wang Yue said helplessly.

"No? Then tell me, do you even know what I meant by ’selling pussy’?" she teased.

For some reason, after seeing Wang Yue’s true face, she felt a sudden urge to tease this incredibly handsome little "shota." Combined with the alcohol, the impulse was becoming impossible to control.

"You said a lot of things. How should I know which part you’re asking about?" Wang Yue’s mind raced. He decided to play dumb.

He was no saint; he wasn’t about to let a golden opportunity pass him by.

Besides, to heal Aunt Nuanyue’s foundation, he would eventually have to dual cultivate with her.

If he could take down Yang Cancan now, a "mother and daughter duo" would be the perfect outcome.

With that thought, Wang Yue began to subtly release his inner energy. It wasn’t forceful, but it was more than enough to stoke the fires of desire in Yang Cancan.

"Let’s talk about ’selling pussy’ then," Yang Cancan said, unaware that her "harmless" little cousin was already closing in on his prey. She kept adding fuel to the fire. "Hey kid, do you even know what that means?"

"Of course I do. It’s just prostitution," Wang Yue said, sounding defiant.

"Oh yeah? Then how does it work?" she pushed.

"You take a man’s money and spend the night with him. Don’t act like I’m clueless," Wang Yue said righteously.

"And what do they do during that night?" she continued. Her little cousin’s attempt to sound like an expert when he clearly only knew the basics was adorable to her.

"They get intimate. You know, hugging, kissing, stuff like that," Wang Yue maintained his "know-it-all" facade.

Yang Cancan couldn’t help but giggle. By now, Wang Yue’s energy was taking hold, and a sudden wave of sexual craving hit her.

Just like men, women can be driven by lust too. Wang Yue’s breathtaking looks were already intoxicating, and with her desire ignited, she felt the urge to take the conversation much deeper.

"Just hugging and kissing?" she laughed. "Silly boy, you don’t know anything! Let big sister teach you. Kissing is kid stuff. The most important part is the fucking."

"Fucking?" Wang Yue acted confused.

"Yeah. Do you know why it’s called ’selling pussy’? Because you’re selling your pussy for people to fuck," she said. Accustomed to the rough talk of the marketplace, the profanity came naturally to her. "Little guy, do you even know what a pussy is?"

"I know that one. It’s a woman’s part down there," Wang Yue said happily.

"Have you ever seen one?" she asked.

"I..." Wang Yue acted tongue-tied.

"Come here, little guy. Today, big sister is going to give you an education." Yang Cancan giggled, beckoning him with her finger.

As Wang Yue leaned in, she suddenly raised her right leg, hooking it over his shoulder and pulling him down between her thighs.

In this position, Wang Yue’s face was directly between her legs, the tip of his nose barely inches away from her virgin pussy, hidden beneath her panties.

"Little guy, tell sister... what do you see?" she asked, a strange thrill racing through her at the thought of her cousin looking at her so closely.

"I see your underwear," Wang Yue answered honestly.

"Idiot! Who told you to look at the underwear?" she said, frustrated by his "cluelessness." "Pull them aside! Look inside!"

"Oh." Wang Yue obeyed. He reached out, hooked the crotch of her panties, and pulled them to the side.

Instantly, Yang Cancan’s pink, tender virgin pussy was revealed to him in all its glory.

"See that? That’s my pussy. Is it pretty?" she almost moaned. Overwhelmed by the desire fueled by Wang Yue’s energy, she was already incredibly aroused just by his gaze. Tiny droplets of arousal began to seep from her.

Wang Yue didn’t answer. Instead, he reached out with his tongue and gave her tender folds a long, slow lick.

"Oh..." Yang Cancan let out a long moan, her legs instinctively clamping shut, trapping Wang Yue’s head firmly between her smooth, white thighs. "What are you doing?"

"Cousin, I’m sorry... your pussy is just so pretty, so inviting. I couldn’t help myself," Wang Yue said, sounding terrified of his own actions.

"A ’sorry’ is all I get? I’ve gone my whole life without anyone touching me there, and you just go and lick it?" she said, sounding as though she had been greatly wronged.

"What should I do then?" Wang Yue asked cautiously.

"Since you looked at my pussy and licked it, you have to contribute your dick as payment!" she announced, declaring his "punishment."

"Okay then," Wang Yue nodded obediently.

Yang Cancan stood up to pull down his pants but stopped immediately. "It’s too dark to see here. Let’s go inside."

Without another word, she grabbed him and pulled him into her small side room.

Her room was simple—just a bed, a cabinet, and a desk—but it was spotless, nothing like the messy persona she showed the world.

Once inside, she pushed him down onto the bed and, like a hungry little vixen, yanked his pants down.

There, standing before her, was a shaft as hard as iron, yet no larger than an adult’s middle finger.

It was a strange thing—Wang Yue could control every cell in his body, but he still couldn’t control his erections. He could dictate the size, but not the hardness.

Those special restrictive undies he used to wear were uncomfortable, so he’d stopped using them.

Instead, he just kept his dick in its smallest state so that even if it got hard at an awkward time, he wouldn’t embarrass himself in public.

"Why is it so small?" Yang Cancan blurted out. She couldn’t help but reach out and gently wrap her hand around it. It was the first time in her life she had ever touched a man’s part. Even though it was much smaller than the ones she’d seen in movies, it was enough to make her heart flutter.