Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

After comforting Ye Yunqi and Tang Rou, Yu Wuxia walked over to Ye Fei and asked, "Are you okay?"

How could he be okay? Ye Fei smiled bitterly in his heart. He was on the verge of exhaustion, feeling like he could collapse at any moment. Thankfully, Lin Ling was supporting him on the side. Despite feeling this way, he didn't admit it verbally and just smiled faintly, saying, "Teacher, I'm fine."

Having been his teacher for over a year and a good friend of his aunt, Yu Wuxia could easily tell that Ye Fei was putting on a brave front. She said, "Regardless of whether you're fine or not, let's go to my office and rest for a bit. Lin Ling, leave Ye Fei to me. You all can continue with the class. Remember, don't hold a grudge against Miss Tang. She doesn't understand the situation, and this wasn't intentional on her part."

"Understood." Like Ye Yunqi, Lin Ling was very obedient to Yu Wuxia's gentle demeanor. After handing Ye Fei over to Yu Wuxia, she took Ye Yunqi and left.

Yu Wuxia's office was on the first floor, which relieved Ye Fei a little. He knew that given his current state, he wouldn't be able to make it to the fourth floor.

Walking beside Ye Fei, Yu Wuxia reached out and held his arm, somewhat reproachfully asking, "Why didn't you tell Tang Rou about your condition from the beginning? If she knew, she wouldn't have pushed you to run."

Ye Fei smiled bitterly and replied, "I thought I could handle it since I've run before without issue. It was a chance to exercise too. But now, it seems my body is worse off than before."

"What do you mean worse off? I thought you were pushing yourself to run faster. Lin Ling is quite something. She cares in the right places. She doesn't know that you might be trying harder to not burden her, right?" Yu Wuxia had observed Ye Fei during their physical education classes before. She knew that after running three laps, Ye Fei would usually be fine for the rest of the class. But today, it was different; he was struggling.

Looking at Yu Wuxia's caring expression mixed with a hint of rebuke, Ye Fei's heart skipped a beat. At that moment, she seemed even more alluring than usual, almost tempting him to lean over and kiss her.

Excited by his emotions, Ye Fei's steps became a bit unsteady. Suddenly, he stumbled, almost falling to the ground. Luckily, Yu Wuxia was there, holding onto his arm and preventing him from falling.

"No more pushing yourself, right? Come on, let me support you." Saying this, Yu Wuxia lifted one of Ye Fei's arms and draped it over her shoulder, using one hand to hold his waist, bearing nearly half of his weight with some difficulty.

Although Ye Fei was only sixteen years old, he was already nearly six feet tall, towering over Yu Wuxia by almost four inches. With his sturdy build, the way Yu Wuxia supported him made them look somewhat comical. However, neither of them paid any attention to this as they slowly made their way to Yu Wuxia's office, leaning on each other.

At this moment, Ye Fei was practically holding Yu Wuxia's soft and delicate body in his arms. Feeling her curvaceous and enticing figure, smelling the faint fragrance on her body, Ye Fei couldn't help but feel a surge of desire, almost leaning in to kiss her.

Yu Wuxia, being a woman and not particularly skilled in martial arts, found it somewhat challenging to support Ye Fei's robust body. Gradually, sweat started forming on her forehead, realizing that she was exerting too much effort. She then pulled Ye Fei's arm, which was originally on her shoulder, forward, allowing him to loop it around her neck, making it much easier for her.

With this arrangement, Ye Fei's hand ended up resting on her chest, occasionally brushing against her ample softness as they walked. This made Ye Fei's heart race even more, prompting him to press his hand against her softness, a sensation more stimulating than when he held his third sister's hand last night.

Yu Wuxia seemed unaware of his subtle actions, continuing to support him earnestly. Step by step, they walked on, unknowingly resembling a loving couple.

At this moment, Ye Fei was engaged in a fierce internal struggle. The wonderful sensation from his hand on her chest tempted him to grab that enticing curve directly. However, seeing Yu Wuxia's concerned expression, he felt that acting on his desire would be beastly. Yet, the sensation was too intoxicating to let this rare opportunity slip by.

As they were about to reach the office, Ye Fei finally made up his mind. This opportunity was too precious to miss. If he let it pass, he would regret it for a long time. So, he gently turned his hand over, placing his entire palm directly on the large curve of her right side, even though there was clothing in between, Ye Fei could still feel the soft and smooth texture.

Last night, although Ye Fei had touched Ye Yunying directly, his mind was in a state of panic at the time, and he didn't have the opportunity to savor that wonderful sensation. But now, it was different. Yu Wuxia's softness was right in his palm, ready to be appreciated at any time. He could no longer resist the urge in his heart, gently grasping that softness, his fingers lightly moving, kneading it.

Yu Wuxia seemed to still not notice Ye Fei's actions, walking slowly without saying a word. However, her breathing seemed a bit more hurried than before, and through the thin clothing, Ye Fei could feel that the small soft peak at the top had already hardened slightly.

In this atmosphere, the two finally entered Yu Wuxia's single office on the first floor. Yu Wuxia pulled Ye Fei to sit on the guest sofa, but she still maintained that posture with him. However, she glanced sideways at Ye Fei, somewhat playfully saying, "You little rascal, had enough touching?"

Ye Fei was greatly surprised, quickly retracting his arm that was resting on her. He thought his actions were very light and discreet, and Yu Wuxia didn't seem to notice them before. Now he realized that she had known all along. It made sense—if he touched her like that, how could she not feel it?

Seeing Ye Fei blushing, Yu Wuxia couldn't help but laugh. If it had been another man just now, she probably would have kicked him out. But Ye Fei was different. His aunt, Liu Junyi, and Yu Wuxia had been classmates and had a relationship as close as sisters. Yu Wuxia had often visited his home when Ye Fei was young, almost watching him grow up. So in Yu Wuxia's mind, he had always been like a child. Being touched by him now didn't feel wrong, and in all her years, this was the first time a man had touched her like this. Surprisingly, it felt even better than when Liu Junyi touched her before.