Miss Village Beauty Chapter 173, Main Text 173 Various Playstyles. 173 Various Playstyles "Miss Ying, don't bite me! This is just the textual content of Chapter 173 of 'Miss Village Beauty!'" Lu Yun leaned back slightly, lifting Yang Yanping's long hair with his hand, watching her enjoy her popsicle! Yang Yanping raised her head and smiled, "What's wrong? People have been asking me to bite, but I've been too lazy to do so. Aren't you feeling comfortable at all?" Tap! It's not just comfortable—it's incredibly comfortable, even exhilarating. If this goes on, she might even shrink before reaching the vaginal opening. Lu Yun looked utterly relaxed. This fox spirit wasn't only excellent at her lower lip; her upper lip was just as impressive as Liu's widow. Especially when she lightly bit with her little incisors—it felt like she wanted him to release everything at once. "What are you looking at? Have I blossomed on my face or developed acne?" Yang Yanping smiled at Lu Yun, then lowered her head again, ready to continue savoring her popsicle. Lu Yun hurriedly stopped her, nearly fainting—how could she possibly endure this any longer? If this continued, she’d surely be humiliated today! "Indeed, it’s blooming beautifully—peonies, one after another," Lu Yun continued, inadvertently saying "peonies" instead of "peony blossoms," his heart fluttering as he carefully watched her, dreading that this spirited fox might suddenly bite him. Yang Yanping smiled gracefully, lowered her head, and gently licked the tip of the lollipop with her small, delicate tongue—like a playful child, her tongue circling the tip in a delicate dance. Finally, she puffed out her lips with satisfaction, clicking her teeth, and said to Lu Yun, "How about that? Have you ever seen me do this before? It’s been a long time since I last enjoyed a lollipop." Lu Yun nearly collapsed, no matter how much he tried to keep up—after all, he was only a young man in his teens, and the women he’d experienced were only a few. Besides the widow Liu, whose charm was varied and rich, even Qian Xinlan remained as naive as a maiden. As for Liang Hongyu, well, this was just a Lu Yun's mentor was his third aunt. Though rural women weren't as conservative as one might imagine, their repertoire remained limited when compared to someone like Yang Yanping—a true gem. "Ms. Yang, what did you used to do before you became a teacher?" Lu Yun suddenly asked. He simply couldn't comprehend how a teacher, even one as liberated as she might be, could be so well-versed in such matters. Yang Yanping's smile froze momentarily. Her tongue still lingered on the popsicle, a thin trail of saliva dripping down and spreading across its surface. She stared at Lu Yun in genuine surprise. "How did you suddenly come up with that question?" Lu Yun scratched his head. He had already sensed that something was off with Yang Yanping—could it be that this lively woman, too, harbored a secret, just like Tie Xinlan? "It's nothing really. I'm just curious—how did you learn all these elegant skills? I was on the verge of giving up just now." He looked genuinely distressed. This wasn't something he'd deliberately staged. He'd always been confident in his own strengths, believing that women everywhere were nothing special—no matter how bohemian or charming he was, they'd always bow and submit to him. But just now, after being gently tormented by Yang Yanping with her candy-stick antics, he realized he'd been living like a frog in a well, unaware of the vastness and variety of the world beyond. It wasn't just the ten renowned treasures that were truly outstanding—any woman, as long as she put in the effort and flair, could absolutely captivate men to no end! Yang Yanping's ability to charm both male teachers and students at the school wasn't merely due to her "Harmony Powder"; it was her own technical skills that truly made the difference. Lu Yun couldn't help but marvel, gazing at his AK-47 and thinking: Old buddy, you've finally met your match—don't let me down now! "There's still so much more I haven't shown you yet," Yang Yanping giggled, her voice bright and youthful. "You'll gradually come to appreciate it all." Lu Yun sneered, remaining silent. Yang Yanping saw his expression and knew he thought she was boasting. She tapped his AK-47 lightly with her hand and said, "Don't think because you caught a cold the last time in my office that you've become arrogant and self-assured. Do you think I can't make you surrender your weapon within a minute?" Since that experience, Lu Yun's confidence had been severely shaken. Faced with Yang Yanping's challenging words, he wanted to stand up and respond boldly, yet he was afraid of being completely overwhelmed and having to deliver on the spot—his mind now a tangled mess of conflicting thoughts. "What's wrong? Why aren't you speaking? Are you afraid now?" Yang Yanping continued to tease Lu Yun, her delicate fingers gliding over the sleek, spear-like candy stick, chuckling softly. "You young guy, see how long you'll last before you deliberately torture me again—this is all from the chapter 'Rural Beauty 173'." Lu Yun smiled apologetically. "Miss Yang, I heard there's another kind of game, and it's quite thrilling." "What kind of game?" Yang Yanping asked with eager expression. Lu Yun stared at her full breasts and smirked, "I heard that women with large chests can use the dip in the middle to help men reach their peak—do you know that's true?" Yang Yanping was momentarily stunned, then covered her mouth with a smile, "You know quite a bit! That's indeed true. In fact, almost any part of a woman's body can achieve that effect." Curious now, Lu Yun shifted his AK-47 slightly away from beneath Yang Yanping's lips, sat up straight, and asked, "Pengjie, just tell me all about it. As a complete beginner, I'm completely clueless. If you share everything you know, I won't feel embarrassed in front of you anymore, and you'll also get to enjoy yourself." Yang Yanping gave him a withering look, seeing his genuine curiosity, and couldn't help but boast, "Alright, considering your eagerness and good questions, I'll tell you all." At that moment, another wave of voices from Zhang Xiaoyu and Juanzi reached Land Yun, who furrowed his brows. Man, these two really have a knack for calling—there will surely be more of your lively, enthusiastic calling sessions ahead. Yang Yanping, however, reacted far more strongly than Land Yun. The effects of the Héhuán Sàn herbal medicine seemed to be gradually taking hold, and flames appeared in her gaze as she fixed her eyes on him. Seeing the situation growing tense, Land Yun quickly urged, "Miss Yang, could you please bear with me a bit? If you could share some tips or experience with me, I’ll be able to enjoy myself much more when we actually start." Yang Yanping seemed not to have heard him, staring straight ahead at him. Just then, Zhang Xiaoyu and Juanzi were calling like spirited little draft horses, their enchanting, soul-stealing moans rising and falling in rhythm. Even Land Yun was nearly overwhelmed—good grief, could they just stop for two more calls? Man, I’m not even going to die! "Land Yun, I’ll tell you all about it when we get back to school. Right now, I’m absolutely miserable. Can we just finish The properties of Huahuan San seem truly to have taken effect—Yang Yanping is now completely unselfconscious in going to embrace Lu Yun. Wow! Lu Yun is thoroughly frustrated. He had originally intended to learn some graceful moves, but now they’ve been completely ruined just by a few casual calls from Zhang Xiaoyu and Juanzi. He’s really going to kick their celestial boards’ heels. Yang Yanping simply can’t focus on anything else with Lu Yun right now—she’s completely absorbed in the concept of “full-scale battle.”... Rural Elegant Housewife 173, Main Text 173, Various Play Styles. Update complete!