Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

It wasn't until Ye Fei finally stopped that Song Ci slowly retracted her fair little feet, now covered in her master's semen, and slipped them into her fluffy tiger-patterned slippers. She followed Yan Ruyu out of the room, though it was unclear whether she'd slip on the mess on her feet.

Song Xuan also stood up but noticed Ye Fei hadn't moved. She couldn't help but ask, "Why aren't you coming?"

Ye Fei gave a wry smile, leaned back slightly, and pointed to his rather indecent situation.

Even though she had experienced its power for two consecutive nights, seeing it in this context still made Song Xuan blush. She pouted and asked, "What's going on?"

"The pants weren't sturdy enough, and it… found its way out," Ye Fei said helplessly.

What do you mean the pants weren't sturdy enough?

Song Xuan didn't buy his excuse. He had been wearing jeans today, which made Song Xuan once again marvel at her man's sheer power. She also had a rough idea of what had happened.

Although she had long accepted this fact, she still felt a bit dissatisfied that he could react so strongly to other women. She huffed, "Serves you right!"

"Don't say that," Ye Fei said with a pained expression. "My dear wife, can you cover for me? I'll change my pants quickly."

Song Xuan wasn't angry, and hearing him call her "dear wife" softened her heart. She glanced at her family members, who hadn't gone far, and said, "How am I supposed to cover for you? Just wrap this around yourself for now."

With that, she took off her jacket and handed it to Ye Fei.

Left with no choice, Ye Fei wrapped Song Xuan's pink jacket around himself and walked out with her, feeling a bit uneasy. Fortunately, the Song family now held him in such awe that, although they found his attire strange, no one dared to question him.

Once back in the room, Ye Fei finally relaxed. But then, Song Xuan bore the brunt of the flames that Yan Ruyu and Song Ci had ignited in Ye Fei.

Despite having the miraculous recovery pills, she still suffered greatly, even to the point of actively asking Ye Fei to bring in another sister to share the burden.

The two of them continued their intense activities until almost dawn. Only then, with a low growl from Ye Fei, did Song Xuan find relief. Although she had taken recovery pills several times during the ordeal, she still passed out immediately after Ye Fei stopped.

Seeing this, Ye Fei felt a pang of guilt. Even though he wasn't completely satisfied, he couldn't bear to torment her further. He held her soft, delicate body and fell asleep with her.

In the morning, Ye Fei was awakened by a sharp cry. The voice was unmistakably Song Ci's, and it made him jolt awake, wondering if something had happened to the Song family.

Without waiting to go out and check, Ye Fei extended his spiritual sense and saw a scene that made him both laugh and cry: Song Ci was loudly clashing with Liliya in a fight. Despite Liliya's fierce attacks, Song Ci wasn't at much of a disadvantage.

She was growing more aggressive as the fight went on. This was the difference between having internal energy and not having it. Although Song Ci hadn't learned any formal techniques, her strength and resilience were formidable.

On the other hand, Liliya, while currently holding the upper hand, had a look of panic on her beautiful, porcelain-like face. It wasn't that she feared losing to Song Ci, but rather the unfamiliar environment was causing her distress.

Seeing this, Ye Fei felt a pang of sympathy. He quickly dressed and went out into the courtyard, shouting at the two girls who were locked in combat, "Stop!"

Although they were fighting, it didn't seem like a life-or-death struggle. Song Ci immediately stopped upon hearing Ye Fei's voice and sweetly called out, "Master," though it was unclear if she was just putting on an act.

Liliya, however, did something that surprised both Ye Fei and Song Ci—she dashed behind Ye Fei at lightning speed, tightly gripping his clothes with both hands and peeked out from behind him, cautiously watching Song Ci like a frightened little rabbit.

Ye Fei was momentarily stunned but quickly understood what was happening. Liliya had spent her entire life in a cage under Cain's control, only stepping out to fight in matches.

Beyond that, she had no exposure to the outside world. Now, in an unfamiliar environment, she instinctively felt scared. Ye Fei, the only person she knew and who had helped her twice, had become her protector.

Realizing this, Ye Fei felt even more protective of Liliya. He turned around and gently stroked her golden hair, asking softly, "You just woke up. You must be hungry, right?"

This time, Song Ci didn't feel jealous seeing her master's gentleness toward Liliya. The girl's pitiful appearance had evoked a sense of pity in her. So, after Ye Fei asked Liliya, Song Ci also leaned in and, in a tone even gentler than the one she used with Ye Fei, said, "What would you like to eat? I'll have someone prepare it right away."

After both of them asked, Liliya remained silent, simply staring at Ye Fei with her pure, lake-blue eyes.

Ye Fei smacked his forehead, suddenly remembering that Liliya probably didn't understand a word of Long Country's language. He was about to ask her again in English when, after watching him for a moment, Liliya suddenly spoke: "…Hungry."

Who's talking?

Even though he saw Liliya's lips move, Ye Fei was still a bit slow to react because the voice didn't sound like it came from a young woman. Instead, it sounded like a little girl of five or six.

"Liliya, was that you speaking?" Ye Fei asked, somewhat incredulously.

"Liliya… speaks," Liliya said again in that childlike voice.

Good heavens! Ye Fei looked up at the sky. A youthful face, an ample chest, and now a baby voice? Could this get any more absurd? Taking her on as a disciple and living with her regularly was going to be a huge challenge!

Song Ci, however, didn't share Ye Fei's concerns. She was more curious and asked, "You can speak Long Country's language?"

Ye Fei had already briefed them on Liliya's background, so Song Ci found it strange that she could speak the language.

Liliya ignored Song Ci, only looking at Ye Fei, her small hands still tightly gripping his arm.

"How do you know Long Country's language?" Seeing that Song Ci was growing impatient at not getting an answer, Ye Fei decided to ask the question himself.

This time, Liliya responded. Looking at Ye Fei, she slowly and laboriously said, "When I was little… my combat teacher… was from Long Country."

Her speech was slow and paired with her unique baby voice, she sounded like a toddler learning to speak. However, her pronunciation was crystal clear, unlike the usual awkward accents of other foreigners.