Lü Yun’s words made Yang Yanping laugh continuously, her laughter so lively it made her floral branches tremble—especially those two snow peaks, which seemed to quake and jump wildly up and down, leaving Lü Yun constantly pressing her fingers firmly against the summits of the peaks, holding the content of the chapter titled "Rural Beauty 160." "Ah, you little stubborn one—why are you pressing so hard? Do you intend to emulate that old fellow, the one who’s always leaning sideways like a roasted chicken?" Yang Yanping inhaled a cool breath and gave Lü Yun a withering look. Lü Yun smirked, "How could I possibly imitate him? If I were to become as eccentric as he is, then Professor Yang would surely suffer." "That’s true—should you turn into a little oddball yourself, you’d have no shortage of my own troubles." "Professor Yang," Lü Yun suddenly interjected, "have you just finished urinating?" Yang Yanping was taken aback, then it dawned on her. She gave Land Yun's face a gentle tap with her hand, laughing and scolding, "Little rascal! What courage! You dare to tease me like this. Now then, give my hands a good squeeze and see if your vigor is still as strong as ever." Land Yun jumped up immediately, standing tall and declaring, "I'll give it a try—definitely more powerful than a true man." Yang Yanping had long admired the might of Land Yun's iron spear. Had it not been for Iron Xinlan's interruption, she would have long since melted into his arms, savoring the pleasure of being pierced by the spear. With a light chuckle, she squeezed the spear's tip gently. Since there was still a long way until class ended, Yang Yanping didn't feel in a hurry to make a scene with Land Yun. After all, rushing things might spoil the occasion—she would take her time to gently mold him, and eventually, he would listen to her every word. Yang Yanping's plan was sound, but who would ultimately prevail between them remained to be seen! Lu Yun sat back down, lifting Yang Yanping's skirt and leaning his head inside. The scent was rich and fragrant, with a subtle hint of urine. He pressed his head closer, inhaling deeply. Overall, it had a strong, fox-like aroma—this content is from Chapter 160 of "Rural Beauty." Lu Yun widened his eyes, eager to clearly see the spot where the two snowy legs were pressed together into a single seam, when suddenly a slap landed on his head. Then Yang Yanping's flirtatious voice rang out: "Little color-loving wolf, what are you doing? Get out right away, or I'll squash your head flat!" Yang Yanping was incredibly sensitive; with Lu Yun's body pressing in and his breath brushing against her legs, a wave of tingling numbness and warmth spread across her entire body, and a steady stream of warmth began to flow. If Lu Yun saw this, he'd surely chuckle at her in his heart. "Did you hear me? Don't you move!" Yang Yanping urged again, tightening her legs to keep Lu Yun from seeing the flowing stream. How could I possibly use a pair of needles if I've already seen it all clearly? It's just a little water seeped through—what's so shy about you, a fox in heat? Lu Yun chewed thoughtfully, then licked a spot on Yang Yanping's leg. Immediately, Yang Yanping let out a soft moan, her legs parting and firmly cradling Lu Yun's head. Just what I wanted! Lu Yun was genuinely surprised, lifting his head slightly and catching a perfect view of Yang Yanping's underpants—damp, soft pink, as if just stepped out of the bath. The scent was overwhelming, filling Lu Yun's senses and making him dizzy and breathless, as he greedily inhaled. "Enough!" Yang Yanping seemed to sense something was amiss, widening her legs and arching them to push Lu Yun out of her skirt. Lu Yun stumbled back several steps, nearly doing a full flip, rubbing his slightly bruised abdomen, and then walked over to Yang Yanping's side, saying, "Yang姐, why did you kick me? I was just about to touch the spot you didn't want me to reach." "Wow, Lu Yun changed his address from 'Yang Teacher' to 'Yang Sister' so quickly—what a thick skin! Yang Yanping, on the other hand, seemed genuinely delighted by Lu Yun's change in address. She pulled him close and gently massaged his abdomen with her smooth, delicate hands, cooing, "You're so bad! Why did you have to sneak into my skirt just to watch? Don't you worry—when you're done, I'll make sure you're well-fed. What's the rush?" Upon hearing this, Lu Yun pressed his body against Yang Yanping's side, looking pouty and apologetic. "Do you not feel it? It's not that I can't take it anymore—it's as if the very staff itself is rising up and demanding revolution." With Lu Yun's sturdy frame pressing against her, Yang Yanping felt her body grow warm, and she instinctively wrapped her arms around him, saying, "I've thought about this too, Lu Yun. Go on, torment me as much as you like. I promise you'll experience the ultimate pleasure a man should enjoy. Come now—this content is from Chapter 160 of 'Rural Beauty in the Village.' " After The scene where he had been enchanted by the fragrance of the incense flashed continuously in Lu Yun’s mind. Without hesitation, he immediately embraced Yang Yanping and began kissing her passionately. "All of them are just showy but utterly useless—completely lacking in taste. Every time I call them over, they rush in like starving wolves, paying no attention to whether I'm comfortable, just diving right in headfirst and going all out. After a while, who could possibly bear such dull, uninspired affection?" "So you've decided to look elsewhere and ended up settling on me?" Yang Yanping said. "Exactly. Every time I teach, I notice how intensely you're looking at me—clearly, you're not paying attention to the lecture. I'm telling you, are you just daydreaming about me?" Lu Yun chuckled. "When you're teaching, it's not just me who's staring at you. I can guarantee that not a single one of the dozen or so boys in the class isn't secretly fond of you." "Oh, how could I believe that a little kid like you, who's just getting started with me, would say everyone else likes me? Are you not even a little jealous?" Yang Yanping blushed, her body swaying and moving gracefully as she helped Lu Yun remove her clothes. Jealous? We're still drinking soy sauce! Lu Yun giggled, saying, "Sister, doesn't this prove your charm? If it were anyone else, I bet they'd hardly even glance at you." "You're kidding, right? That new girl, Ling Xiaoman, has already snatched the souls of so many teachers and students—what's so special about her? She's just a bit younger. Though I'm a few years older than her, my skills far surpass hers; you'll see that soon enough." Yang Yanping spoke of Ling Xiaoman with clearly less than cordial tone. "Sister, then you'll have to bring your full strength to the table to handle me—because I'm a passionate, eager little tiger, ready to charge right in!" ... Rural Beauty, 160, Main Text 160, Second Encounter with Yang Yanping (2) updated!