Urban Seduction Adventure-Chapter 60: The Ultimate Mother-Daughter Duo

Song Ya's slender waist bent slightly, her upper body leaning forward. The wide collar of her blouse revealed a hint of her pinkish, delicate cleavage, with a deep valley between her breasts that seemed to beckon. Her skin was fair with a rosy glow, and her slightly upturned buttocks were mesmerizing.

In this position, Li Yun had a clear view of her elegant white underwear and a pair of tights.

Just as he had anticipated, Song Ya had an incredibly shapely and plump derrière—so beautiful it was almost maddening.

As if under a spell, Li Yun leaned in and forcefully kissed Song Ya's fragrant, moist lips, which were just inches away. It was her first kiss—naive and rigid, she let Li Yun's tongue dominate her mouth without any resistance. She was completely stunned.

Li Yun wasn't being overly bold; he was confident that no one would catch them. There had recently been a news story about two teenage assailants lurking in a fast-food play area and molesting a 4-year-old girl.

With such precedents, and given Li Yun's agility and keen senses, he was sure he could stop in the nick of time, even if someone approached his somewhat secluded spot.

The tighter he held his "little buddy," the more vigorously he sucked on Song Ya's lips. He wrapped her tightly in his arms, one hand on her waist and the other grabbing her protruding chest.

Her short skirt, following the golden ratio of the human body, mercilessly divided her round buttocks from her snowy white thighs. Under the light, the slight protrusion between her legs was faintly visible.

Li Yun's hand, feeling the fullness and softness of her chest, was filled with a sense of satisfaction. He gently pinched it, feeling its softness and elasticity, and even through the clothing, he could sense its silk-like smoothness.

Song Ya let out a soft "hmm," her mouth opening slightly as Li Yun's tongue, as if on its own accord, slithered in and curled around hers, entwining recklessly.

His hands grew increasingly bold, beginning to knead and eventually focusing on her sensitive spots, giving a firm squeeze. Song Ya couldn't take it anymore; she went limp, collapsing into Li Yun's arms and panting heavily.

Li Yun lowered his head, placing passionate kisses all over her face.

Song Ya, powerless, let him do as he pleased, not daring to make a sound. Li Yun shifted his position, trying to get more comfortable, which finally alerted the delicate hands that had been gripping him the entire time.

Song Ya suddenly realized what she was holding, her breathing hitched, her body stiffened, and she closed her eyes in embarrassment, not daring to look at him.

Her chest heaved violently, and her breasts trembled, with two small points becoming prominently visible.

Li Yun's head grew hot, and he reached out to unbutton Song Ya's blouse. She snapped back to reality, crossed her arms over her chest, and glared at him indignantly. "What do you think you're doing?" she demanded sharply.

With a mischievous grin, Li Yun wrapped his arms around her waist and said in a slightly husky, magnetic voice, "Miss Song, I want to see your underwear..."

"No, absolutely not," Song Ya replied firmly, leaving no room for negotiation.

"If you won't let me see, I won't let you get up. Let's see who ends up embarrassed," Li Yun said, acting like a complete scoundrel.

"But we can't do this here. Someone might see us," Song Ya hesitated, realizing that her current position—sitting on Li Yun's lap—was indeed quite inappropriate.

"Don't worry, no one will come over," Li Yun whispered, gently nibbling on her earlobe. "Let me see, and I'll let you get up..."

Song Ya's body relaxed, and Li Yun easily unbuttoned her blouse. Beneath it was a white silk bra with lace trim, revealing a small portion of her breast and a deep cleavage.

With his extensive experience, Li Yun quickly undid the bra with a light touch on her back.

With a soft "click," he lifted her bra, holding his breath as he examined her breasts, which were the epitome of femininity.

Song Ya's breasts were slightly upturned, large and round, smooth and full, with faint veins visible beneath the skin. Li Yun's trembling hand gently caressed them, then squeezed slightly. Before she could protest, he leaned in and took a gentle sip from her breast.

One of the most sensitive parts of a woman's body, Song Ya shivered violently, her face turning as red as if it would bleed. She let out a soft "ah" and clung tighter to Li Yun's neck, pressing his face against her chest.

"I'm going to take my souvenir now," Li Yun murmured, his voice muffled. It was a miracle he hadn't suffocated from the overwhelming sensation.

"What... what souvenir?" Song Ya's head was spinning, her heart filled with shy. She hoped someone would come to rescue her, but didn't dare to make a sound, fearing that someone would see her in this humiliating state.

"This one," Li Yun said, and with that, he removed Song Ya's bra entirely, turning it inside out and slipping it into his suit pocket.

Li Yun had chosen a spot where no one would come by, but that was only relatively true. No one couldn't pass by at all. Now, he caught sight of an alluring woman leading a pure-looking young girl in his direction.

Li Yun couldn't help but gasp. He knew both of these beauties, and he had known them for a long time, very well. novelbuddy.cσ๓

He had forcibly taken the girl's underwear and shamelessly kept it for himself. Song Ya was already extremely grateful to have escaped his clutches; she was terrified that Li Yun would go even further right there.

Without hesitation, she fastened her blouse, stood up, hastily stuffed the colorful items back into the paper bag, grabbed her research materials, and clutched her chest as she rushed into the restroom.

She wasn't that bold; she wouldn't run out onto the street without her underwear. Although Li Yun had taken her underwear, she still had new ones in her bag. She went to the restroom to change.

Li Yun didn't get up and leave. Instead, he turned around, faced the wall, and slightly lowered his head. From behind, it seemed like he was dozing off.

In reality, he was squinting his eyes, using the reflection in the tiles to observe the newcomers.

"Mom, half of the summer vacation is already over, and brother still hasn't contacted Gu Yan. He's ignoring him. Next time we see him, we have to really extort him," the young girl said.

"Gu Yan, brother has already graduated. He's probably busy looking for a job now," the mother replied.

Their voices grew closer, and Li Yun's heart raced. He had been a tutor for a high school girl since his junior year, teaching her Chinese. It had been two years, and he had built a deep bond with her entire family. She was very attached to him, calling him "brother," and her mother treated him like an older brother.

Li Yun's student, Gu Yan, was a clever and lovely girl with a mischievous spirit. She lived with her mother, Gu Yumei. Perhaps due to the lack of a father figure, Gu Yan had a quirky and willful personality. Many tutors had come and gone, unable to handle her.

However, Li Yun and Gu Yan got along exceptionally well. Even her mother was surprised and asked him what his secret was. But Li Yun had no special tricks. How could he explain it?

Later, after becoming close with Gu Yan, Li Yun asked her why she liked him. She said he was handsome. He was taken aback!

These young girls these days! She also said he looked like her father, no, her father was even more handsome, but Li Yun was a close second.

Over the past two years, Li Yun had subtly influenced Gu Yan, and her personality had indeed changed for the better. Except for her playful nature, she had become very well-behaved, lovely, and universally adored.

Gu Yan was an incredibly beautiful girl, fashionable and charming, with a captivating youthful aura. Her most striking feature was her lively eyes, her most enchanting quality was her pure demeanor, and her most elegant trait was her flowing hair and delicate face.

Even her developed figure beneath her casual clothes had once made Li Yun's heart flutter.

Li Yun was no stranger to beautiful women. His ex-girlfriend Lin Yixin, his current girlfriend Xia Weiwei, and others like Su Yuya, Liu Ruyan, and Shen Monong were all stunning beauties.

Yet, seeing Gu Yan and her mother approaching together, his heart still skipped a beat.

Compared to Lin Yixin's sweetness, Xia Weiwei's grace, Su Yuya's gentleness, Shen Monong's elegance, and Liu Ruyan's aloof beauty, Gu Yumei exuded a mature charm and an indescribable allure.

Every inch of her skin seemed to tantalize men, yet her noble and elegant demeanor gave off an almost sacred vibe, making one hesitate to entertain any disrespectful thoughts. These two seemingly contradictory qualities blended perfectly in her.

She was incredibly beautiful and enchanting, yet not at all vulgar. She looked around thirty, but she was actually thirty-nine. She had clearly just taken a bath before going out; in this sweltering heat, any movement would make one sweat.

Gu Yumei was wearing a simple white dress that accentuated her fair, delicate, and smooth skin. A faint, refreshing fragrance wafted from her, invigorating the senses.

Since she was wearing a dress, her arms and legs were bare.

The low V-neck of her dress even hinted at her chest, and as she moved, her ample bosom swayed gracefully, showcasing her irresistible charm and a pride that no other woman could match.

Most intoxicating of all was the languid, mature, and enchanting aura that emerged from her regal elegance. Her fully ripe body seemed to glisten with moisture.

This breath-taking allure made Li Yun's blood rush to his head. Gu Yumei was well aware of how captivating her appearance and figure were, and she knew how much her beauty tempted men. This knowledge made her proud but also caused her a great deal of trouble.

"I know!" Gu Yan pouted her pink lips indignantly. "Gu Yan didn't call him because she didn't want to distract him."

"Hehe..." Gu Yumei gently stroked her daughter's hair and said softly, "Gu Yan has grown up and knows how to care for others."

Their voices faded into the distance. Li Yun finally let out a long sigh of relief. Although he had acted quickly, the mother and daughter had still seen Song Ya packing her underwear and other items into the paper bag while on top of him.

That's why he kept his head down, praying they hadn't seen his face. Otherwise, it would have been extremely embarrassing.