Urban Seduction: Housewives Club

Chapter 556 - 586: Bliss Amidst Buddhaʼs Chants (1)

”Poisoned?” Miao Chan exclaimed in shock. Though she hadnʼt seen much of the world, she was well aware of what poison was. In her sect, Cihang Jingzhai, there were even specialists who studied it—though their focus was on antidotes, given the sectʼs reputation as a righteous organization.

Ye Fei smiled. ”Yes, poisoned by me.”

”By you? Why would you poison me?” Miao Chan stared at him in disbelief, her heart aching in a way sheʼd never felt before. It wasnʼt the poison that hurt her—it was the fact that it came from him.

”Donʼt worry,” Ye Fei continued. ”While youʼve been poisoned by me, Iʼve also been poisoned by you.”

Miao Chan was stunned. ”Iʼve never poisoned you! I donʼt even know how to poison someone!”

”This kind of poison doesnʼt require any action,” Ye Fei explained. ”If two people are fated, a single glance can be enough to infect each other. This poison is called the ʼLove Poison.ʼ”

”Love Poison? Whatʼs that?” Miao Chan asked, confused.

”Itʼs hard to explain,” Ye Fei said with a gentle smile. ”Simply put, it means weʼve fallen for each other and want to be together.”

”I havenʼt!” Miao Chan quickly denied. Though she was unfamiliar with the boundaries between men and women, she was well-versed in Buddhist teachings. She instinctively rejected the idea that she could feel such emotions.

”Alright, let me ask you this,” Ye Fei said. ”After we parted yesterday, did you think about me often?” When Miao Chan nodded honestly, he continued, ”And did you want to be with me?”

Miao Chan froze, a wave of fear washing over her. She knew her own heart—she really did want to be with him. Was this what worldly love felt like? But she was a nun—how could she entertain such thoughts? She wanted to deny it, but having never lied before, she eventually nodded.

Ye Fei smiled. ”See? Iʼve been thinking about you too. Thatʼs how we know weʼve both been poisoned by love.”

Miao Chan looked worried. ”What do we do?” She was genuinely panicked. As a nun, having such feelings felt deeply wrong.

”Itʼs not so bad,” Ye Fei reassured her. ”While being apart might be painful, as long as weʼre together, weʼll feel happy because of it.”

”But I have to return to my sect eventually,” Miao Chan said, voicing her most pressing concern.

Ye Fei chuckled. ”Why not stay with me? Donʼt worry, Nun Mieyin wonʼt dare come after you.”

”No, Iʼm a nun. I must return to my sect,” Miao Chan insisted firmly.

Ye Fei asked, ”What will you do when you miss me?”

Miao Chan replied, ”Iʼll chant Buddhist scriptures to rid myself of these impure thoughts.”

Ye Fei feigned a pained expression. ”But what about me? Iʼm not a nun. How will I cope with missing you?”

Seeing his distress, Miao Chan felt a pang of guilt. She didnʼt want to leave him either, but her upbringing ultimately guided her decision. ”Itʼs just a bit of sadness. Iʼll endure it, and soon enough, weʼll forget each other.”

”No! You might forget me, but Iʼll never forget you,” Ye Fei said, realizing how deeply devoted Miao Chan was to her faith. He decided to play his trump card. He took her hand and placed it on a certain part of his body. ”And itʼs not just my heart thatʼs suffering. My body is uncomfortable too.”

Miao Chan, unaware of what she was touching, gripped it through his clothes and asked in surprise, ”Whatʼs this? Why is it so hard?”

”Itʼs a part of my body,” Ye Fei explained with a pained expression. ”Normally, itʼs soft, but whenever I think of you, it becomes disobedient. Thatʼs the power of the Love Poison.” Though he felt a twinge of guilt for deceiving such an innocent girl, he knew it was necessary for their future happiness.

Miao Chan, already feeling guilty for not being able to stay with him, was even more distressed by his discomfort. ”Does it hurt?” she asked, assuming that any part of the body becoming so hard must be painful.

”It does,” Ye Fei nodded. ”Itʼs swollen and aching.”

”What can we do?” Miao Chan asked, her lack of worldly experience making her rely on Ye Fei for answers.

”Well, you could help me,” Ye Fei said hesitantly. ”But it would involve touching your body. If you donʼt want to be with me, itʼs better not to.”

Miao Chan, touched by his consideration, felt a sweet but forbidden emotion. She cared deeply for Ye Fei and couldnʼt bear to see him suffer. ”Itʼs fine. The body is just a vessel. As long as I remain devoted to Buddha, the physical form doesnʼt matter.”

”Alright,” Ye Fei said, pretending to be moved. He gently undid his belt and lowered his pants.

Miao Chan stared at the hard member before her, unsure of what to do. She tentatively reached out and grasped it. ”Why is it so hard?”

”Because of you,” Ye Fei said with a smile. ”Only by making it soft again can I relieve this discomfort.”

”But how do I make it soft?” Miao Chan asked, squeezing it in confusion.

”Like this,” Ye Fei said, guiding her hand to stroke him.

Miao Chan, though clueless, was eager to help. She followed his lead, gripping his member and moving her hand up and down.

”Youʼre doing great,” Ye Fei praised, gently stroking her shaved head.

”Ah…” Miao Chan let out a soft moan. Her scalp was one of her sensitive areas, and Ye Feiʼs touch evoked the same strange, thrilling sensation sheʼd felt the day before.

As Ye Fei continued to caress her, Miao Chanʼs feelings intensified, and she grew more flustered. She wanted to end this state quickly, but despite her efforts, Ye Feiʼs member showed no signs of softening. If anything, it seemed harder than before. ”Ye Fei, why isnʼt it getting soft?” she asked.

”Maybe it needs more stimulation,” Ye Fei said with a sly grin. ”How about using your mouth?”

”Huh?” Miao Chan was confused.

”Here, let me show you,” Ye Fei said, pulling his member from her hand and guiding it to her lips. He gently rubbed it against her soft mouth. ”Open your mouth and take it in. Thatʼll help it soften faster.”

Though Miao Chan felt this was improper, her desire to end this discomfort and help Ye Fei overcame her hesitation. She opened her mouth and tentatively took the tip of his member, finding it too large to fully accommodate.

Even so, Ye Fei was thrilled. It wasnʼt just the physical pleasure—it was the satisfaction of having such a devout nun pleasure him.

”Donʼt just hold it. Try sucking, and use your tongue. Thatʼll make it even better,” Ye Fei instructed, guiding the innocent nun.

”Mmm…” Miao Chan complied, gently sucking and licking the rough tip with her soft tongue.

Though her technique was clumsy, Ye Fei found it incredibly pleasurable. He continued to stroke her shaved head, eliciting more soft moans from her.

”Mmm…” Miao Chan, still holding Ye Feiʼs member, felt that familiar ”urge” from yesterday returning. Her lower body grew wet with arousal.

Overwhelmed, she pulled away and asked, ”Ye Fei, why isnʼt it softening?”

Ye Fei, sensing she was ready, said, ”Actually, using your hand and mouth only provides temporary relief. To truly calm it down, thereʼs a better way.”

”What is it?” Miao Chan asked eagerly, wanting to end this strange yet thrilling sensation.

”Itʼs…” Ye Fei said, suddenly reaching down to touch her damp entrance through her clothes. ”Inserting it into you. The yin energy in your body will help it soften.”

”Ah…” Miao Chan moaned as her most sensitive spot was touched. She shook her head. ”No, I canʼt…”

”Why not?” Ye Fei interrupted. ”Didnʼt you say the body is just a vessel? Or was that wrong?”

”I…” Miao Chan was at a loss. Ye Fei misunderstood her hesitation. Having grown up in the sect, she had no concept of chastity. Her reluctance stemmed from the fact that her lower body was the source of her conflicting emotions. Just his touch through her clothes was almost unbearable—direct contact would be overwhelming.

”If you donʼt want to, thatʼs fine,” Ye Fei said, feigning disappointment.