The Country Beauty 164, Main Text 164: Reuniting with Yang Yanping (6) Reuniting with Yang Yanping (6) Sailing while practicing the "dancing on the boat" maneuver truly offers a unique charm. Besides feeling a bit sore from the pressure of the office desk against her back, Lu Yun experienced no other discomfort. In fact, she found the activity both effortless and pleasant. Yet, being constantly rocked and swayed by Yang Yanping made her feel uneasy—after all, they’d always been the primary offensive force. Now, how could it feel like she was taking a backseat? This content is the textual material from Chapter 164 of The Country Beauty 164! "Jianjie, can we not mention others when we're working? It feels odd and uncomfortable." Lu Yun, propping his arms as pillows, gazed at Yang Yanping, whose long hair was wildly scattered and still wildly swaying and rocking, speaking calmly and neutrally. "You brat! I told you about her, and you're still not happy? You always knew there was something more between you two—what nonsense about a master-apprentice relationship!" Yang Yanping was speaking enthusiastically when suddenly, beneath her, Lu Yun jolted upward sharply, interrupting her mid-sentence. She immediately gasped, breathing heavily and huffing and puffing, working even harder to rock and sway the boat. Honestly, the more you talk, the more you get going! You thought we'd be crushed under you and couldn't handle you anymore—just a few sharp thrusts from your "diamond drill" and now Yang Yanping is completely at a loss. She could only keep vigorously shaking her body to ease the impact waves. This content is from Chapter 164 of "Rural Beauty." The two grenades held in front of him were indeed more assertive than Xinlan's. Lu Yun leisurely enjoyed Yang Yanping's attentions, when suddenly he grew playful, extending both hands to grasp the grenade handles and pulling them out like rubber bands, then releasing his fingers with a crisp snap—back to their original position, leaving two vivid red fingerprints on the delicate, pale body of the grenade. "Ooh! You little miscreant," Yang Yanping exclaimed, clearly stirred, her enthusiasm high as she had been spinning and maneuvering with great energy. "I've been so attentive to you, yet you've treated me so harshly! That flesh—how could it withstand such force?" Her movements abruptly changed as Lu Yun's unexpected intervention transformed her into a series of sweeping, powerful up-and-down motions, reminiscent of a hot dog being consumed, performed with an astonishingly rapid rhythm. Lu Yun tightened his body, channeling all his available strength into the diamond drill, deeply inhaling and pressing his tongue against the roof of his mouth to remain still amidst the movement. No matter how tightly Yang Yanping clung or how fierce her attacks, Lu Yun simply stayed perfectly still on his office desk, enjoying the refreshing sensation of the spring water gently enveloping the wellhead. Yang Yanping's eyes were blurred, her face flushed like fire, gasping continuously. Only after a while did her breathing settle, and she stared at Lu Yun in wonder, saying, "You truly are a master of mischief! All the others, when I treated them this way, had long since given up, overwhelmed and defeated. But you? You've only grown fiercer and fiercer. I'm starting to doubt whether your fierce technique is genuine at all." "Absolutely authentic—purely imported." Lu Yun straightened his back, and the diamond drill plunged and stabbed with renewed vigor. Yang Yanping jolted, her body gently trembling, and cooed, "Please be gentler! Just now, I thought I was going to be pierced through." "Piercing is perfect—then we'll roast you and serve you as fresh grilled clams, right off the bone. Just thinking about it makes me hungry." Lu Yun clicked his lips, looking genuinely eager. Upon hearing this, Yang Yanping burst into laughter, saying, "If we're grilling, let's start with grilled sausages—first, devour your troublesome offerings, and then see how bold you still are!" Lu Yun puffed his nose, having seen people eat lamb, tiger, and donkey tendons, but never anyone who wanted to eat human tendons. He gazed at Yang Yanping with a cheerful smile and said, "Miss Yang, if it's good for you, I'm not opposed to roasting a few sausages for you to enjoy—this chapter is about a rural woman's charm, Chapter 164." Yang Yanping didn't know what mischief Lu Yun was up to. Upon hearing this, she widened her captivating eyes in surprise and asked, "How many sausages do you even have to roast?" As she twisted her body slightly, she gestured for Lu Yun to see that he had only one. Lu Yun smiled with a mischievous glint and replied, "When did I ever say I intended to roast my own? You have so many admirers, don't you? Whenever I see someone coming to your office, I'll roast their sausage. If I count carefully, there must be at least several dozen by now—sausages, sausages. With a bit of chili and cumin, the flavor won't be far off." "You little scamp, do you really "Yang Yanping said this out loud, but inside she was already beaming with delight. Lu Yun's words clearly meant he was jealous—hey, Iron Xinlan, watch this: I'll eventually have you completely under my control." "Having the meat sucked into a tender, succulent texture is just another course, isn't it? A win-win situation—we naturally welcome that. The only question is whether Pingjie will agree to let me enjoy your oyster meat exclusively in the future." Lu Yun had never worried about being turned into a dry, flaky dish. It seemed as though he were born with a gift—like a master of floral harvests—always able to find fresh blooms whenever he needed them, never faltering halfway. He found it strange that, despite this constant stream of attentions, his body had never felt the slightest discomfort. On the contrary, he had grown even stronger and more robust. What a marvel! "What do you think?" Yang Yanping asked with a warm smile. Yang Yanping watched Lu Yun with a bright, joyful expression, her two oyster meats unconsciously tightening around the diamond, the fullness making her nearly straighten up and sway gently as she rocked the boat. "Ping姐, you must be tired—let me take the lead this time. Let me show you the heroic spirit of a passionate man carrying his rifle to defend his homeland." Lu Yun chuckled and, without hesitation, sat up straight, embracing Yang Yanping's smooth, delicate body and walking toward the single bed leaning against the wall. By now, Yang Yanping was certain that Lu Yun would visit her frequently in the future, so she offered no resistance to his actions. She wanted to see just how long he could sustain himself and whether he could truly help her. ... The Country Beauty 164, Main Text 164, Second Encounter with Yang Yanping (6) updated!