Chapter 310: Dreaming Li Tingting blushed and quickly pulled her hand back, her face still red as she said, "No matter whether you can help me or not, I truly appreciate it. This is the text content of Chapter 310 of 'Rural Beauty 310.' (Paohu8)" "What's the need for being so formal? We're classmates, aren't we? And when we were at the convenience store, I wasn't exactly chaste toward you, was I? So let that count as my compensation." Lu Yun chewed on his steamed bun, smiling warmly. With the matter settled, they didn't need to say much more. After finishing their steamed buns and hot sausage, they each returned to school. Li Tingting went straight back to her dorm, deeply grateful. As for Lu Yun, he headed straight to Liu Guozi's convenience store, where he immediately grabbed a pack of hot sausage and rushed off—something he simply had to settle with Liu Guozi. Once inside the convenience store, there weren't many students left—especially the female ones. With them gone, the guys who had been trying to sneak in a bit of romance and make a move lost their cover and naturally slipped away. "Hurry up and tidy up the goods—I'll go cook dinner." Liu, handing over her current tasks to Lu Yun, turned and walked into the inner room. As she passed by, Lu Yun took a deep sniff, silently marveling at how fragrant it smelled. This content is from Chapter 310 of "Rural Beauty." Since her husband's parents passed away, Liu had hardly taken the time to dress up properly in several days. Now, having shed the shadow of grief, she seemed to have regained a captivating charm. As the sky grew darker, students had not come in to buy things for quite some time. Smelling the aroma of cooking, Lu Yun decided to close the convenience store door and went straight into the inner room. Liu appeared rather tired, lying in bed resting. Since her in-laws' passing, she hadn't managed a full night's sleep for several days. Now, with her mind relaxed and juggling the part-time responsibility of running the store, she didn't realize how weary she had become—within no time at all, she had fallen asleep on the bed. Lu Yun lightened his steps and slowly walked over to Liu Guanfu, sitting on the small stool by the bedside, fixing his gaze steadily on her beautiful face. Liu's sister has grown more alluring every day—like a perfectly ripe watermelon peach, radiating charm from every part of her body. Only her complexion is a bit pale, as though these days had truly been a series of unbearable hardships for her. A gentle kiss, surely, would not disturb her sleep. Lu Yun found himself drooling as he watched, silently thinking, and then, with a pout, slowly leaned in to kiss her rosy lips. When Liu's alluring sighs reached their peak, Lu Yun suddenly sat up—not out of fear that she would be displeased, but because he didn’t want to disturb her rest. It was rare for her to enjoy a good night’s sleep, and Lu Yun didn’t want his presence to mar that precious peace. Yet what Lu Yun hadn’t expected was that Liu was herself deeply immersed in a springtime dream—she hadn’t shared a proper intimate moment with Lu Yun in several days. Though on weekends they had opportunities, she had longed to stir up Lu Yun’s ardor, but with her in-laws only recently buried, she had had to suppress her growing yearnings. These dreams had kept her yearning for Lu Yun, and now, as she drifted off to sleep, she found herself once again passionately entwined with him in the dream. When Lu Yun kissed her, the very thrust of his body directly struck her core—immediately transforming her days of lingering emptiness and loneliness into a profound sense of fulfillment. She couldn’t help but emit a soft, delighted cry. Heh! Lu Yun watched the Liu wife's cheeks gradually turn red, smiling to himself. Liu must have been dreaming—dreaming of himself, surely, doing something intimate with her. As if confirming Lu Yun's thoughts, the Liu wife's hands, unconscious, reached up and gently kneaded the peak of her body, like dough, her lips slightly parted, emitting soft murmurs. "Ah! My life is going! I'm dying!" Lu Yun groaned internally. How could he bear such a vivid, unreservedly inviting scene? If Liu weren't utterly exhausted or deeply asleep, she wouldn't have drifted off at this very moment. Should he, then, finally do the very thing he'd longed to do? His heart was full of inner conflict, hesitating as he pondered. But just then, the Liu wife's cries grew more unrestrained—clearly, in her dream, she had been transported to a blissful realm far beyond the reach of Lu Yun's touch. Good heavens! Forget it. Mrs. Liu should be just as eager as I am—to truly live passionately together. Besides, she’s calling out so loudly now, who knows if passing students outside won’t hear her? Then, surely, there’ll be whispers and gossip about her doing something intimate in the house during the day. As soon as this thought crossed her mind, Lu Yun’s already-buzzing heart completely lost control. In one swift move, he pounced and pressed himself firmly onto Mrs. Liu. Mrs. Liu gasped, her dream shattered. She opened her eyes in annoyance, only to see Lu Yun lying heavily over her, his gaze intense and steady. Remembering the scene from her dream, her cheeks flushed warmly. She murmured, “What are you doing? You’re suffocating me!” “Mrs. Liu, I’ve been thinking of you,” Lu Yun said, lifting his arms to rest on the bed and raising his upper body slightly. “Don’t we see each other every day?” Mrs. Liu replied. “What’s there to think of? Get up already—I’m hungry and need to eat.” Lu Yun, however, would not get up, insisting, "Uncle, you know where I want you to be—just agree, won't you?" Liu’s widow huffed, "You’ve disturbed my peaceful dreams and now expect to do something with me? Never!" "Ha ha, Aunt, are you having a peaceful dream—or a spring dream?" Liu blushed, embarrassed. "Little mischief-maker, stop making such nonsense! How could I possibly have a spring dream during the day? You’re talking nonsense—be careful, or I’ll tear your lips off!" Lu Yun chuckled, lifting his head with a proud air, saying, "Well, whenever I’m asleep, I keep calling out—just like when we’re doing something together." Liu’s widow was now taken aback. She thought to herself: Could it be that, in the midst of all my thoughts, I actually called out during the night, just as he said? If that were true, wouldn’t that be a huge embarrassment for this very ungrateful young man? ... Country Beauty No. 310, Main Text No. 310 dreaming. Updated!