Chapter 017: The Enchanting Huang Shan

Chapter 017: The Stunning Huang Shan

Ye Feng turned around and saw a mature, alluring woman walking slowly toward him. Her oval face, imbued with a classical charm, had skin as smooth as cream, dreamy as poetry, radiating a gentle, misty glow—sleeker than satin, whiter than jade. Her delicate brows arched above bright, sparkling eyes, with lips as soft and luscious as rose petals, tempting and captivating. Her pure, clear eyes shimmered faintly, like ripples on a tranquil lake, framed by long, enchanting lashes that quivered gently. Beneath her silken hair, which cascaded down her back, was a graceful swan-like neck, white and flawless.

She wore a pure white dress of perfect length, accentuating her high, supple bosom. A black lace-bedecked ribbon encircled her slender waist, so delicate it seemed boneless and impossible to grasp. Below the dress, her bare legs were exquisitely shaped—white, long, and straight, the kind of beauty that could drive anyone mad. Ye Feng couldn’t help but marvel at the sight.

“Vera, it’s been so long—you’ve grown even more beautiful!” The woman’s voice was melodious and sweet, causing Ye Feng to smile inwardly and admit his fondness for such charm. Yet her tone carried a seductive quality that stirred illicit thoughts, and the aura she exuded was even more beguiling.

“Hehe, you’re teasing me again, Aunt. Everyone knows you’re the one who never loses her grace—in fact, you’ve become even more youthful and vibrant!” Huang Wei laughed, praising her aunt, still wondering how she managed to maintain such beauty and youth. It was truly enviable.

“Oh, how could you say that? I’m getting old now, and you rarely visit me anymore,” Huang Shan feigned a melancholy sigh, as if deeply disappointed. Suddenly, she noticed the handsome young man beside Huang Wei. She and her niece had been chatting, but she had overlooked him—a real oversight.

“Who is this handsome young man?” Huang Shan smiled at Ye Feng and, leaning close to Huang Wei’s ear, whispered, “You have good taste, Vera. He’s very handsome.” As she finished, she blew gently on Huang Wei’s ear, causing her already flushed cheeks to deepen with embarrassment.

“Aunt, what are you saying? This is my personal bodyguard—Ye Feng. Ye Feng, this is my aunt, Huang Shan!” Huang Wei introduced them, though Ye Feng already knew this beautiful woman was Huang Wei’s aunt, but a formal introduction seemed appropriate.

“Hello, Aunt!” Ye Feng greeted politely, but Huang Shan feigned offense. “Do I really look so old to you, calling me ‘Aunt’? Hmph, I barely look twenty, and this boy has no manners.”

“Of course, Shan, you are truly beautiful.” Ye Feng thought, you’re Huang Wei’s senior, so naturally I should address you as ‘Aunt.’ But truthfully, even if he called her ‘sister,’ he would be happy—he wondered how Huang Shan maintained herself to remain so captivating, her skin still radiant and tender.

Suddenly, Ye Feng looked up, even more surprised. Huang Shan’s large eyes were fixed on him, and he felt dizzy—her gaze was simply too seductive, her brows like painted strokes, her eyes rippling autumn waters—utterly enchanting.

“Shan…Shan, let’s walk and talk, shall we?” Ye Feng found himself stammering, shocked at his own lack of composure. It’s just a beautiful woman, nothing extraordinary—he tried not to look, but his eyes couldn’t help but drift to her voluptuous figure, comparing her assets to Huang Wei’s.

“Hehe, that’s a good idea. Let’s walk and talk. By the way, Aunt, did you drive here today?” Huang Wei smiled, her eyes lingering on her aunt, admiring her outfit. Today, her aunt looked especially stunning—a lesson in style. As her aunt stood there, many gazes turned their way, proof of her irresistible charm. Huang Wei felt a pang of disappointment in her heart.

Accompanying two beautiful women on the street was, indeed, dangerous.

Ye Feng suddenly noticed something amiss. When he had appeared with Huang Wei before, only a few lustful eyes watched them. Now, dozens more stared. Damn, are you all seeking death? Staring at the beauties walking with me? Not that they’re mine yet, but how dare you ogle the women strolling by my side? Ye Feng cursed inwardly.

He was nearly at his wit’s end—the two beauties walked ahead chatting, while he followed behind, tormented not only by their unique scent and flawless figures, but also by the way their hips swayed, as if beckoning him. He longed to reach out and touch, imagining the softness under his palm. Ye Feng’s mind wandered lasciviously.

Watching their graceful, curvaceous hips, Ye Feng admitted he could hardly control himself, feeling a physical response—an embarrassing tent forming in his trousers. Walking like this was uncomfortable, the pressure making it worse. He tried to suppress it with his hand, but the resistance only made it rise more fiercely. Brother, can’t you behave? Just endure a little longer, your reward will come soon enough.

Huang Wei noticed Ye Feng lagging behind and turned to call out, only to spot his obvious arousal, aimed in her direction. A surge of shyness flooded her, nearly making her stomp her foot—this scoundrel, rogue, shameless pervert!

Ye Feng caught Huang Wei’s fierce glare, and his body responded obediently, subsiding a bit so it was less noticeable. Now walking was easier, but when they reached Huang Wei’s car, there was a problem arranging the seats.