Country Beauty Chapter 941, Main Text 941 – Plan Fails 941 – Chapter Plan Fails Content extracted from the chapter text of Country Beauty Chapter 941! Rub, rub with all my might! Yu Ying listened to the sounds from inside the room, which stirred her curiosity, while lamenting her unremarkable husband. She had always believed that her steady, reliable man would remain faithful after he left, never betraying her. Yet not only had he taken up with others, but he had even ended up in prison—thanks to that lively, spirited woman. As for the substantial ransom payments, how would she, a woman alone, manage them? Though Lu Yun had been rather sharp in his words, hadn’t she herself, in truth, been involved with him in a way that went beyond mere companionship? Putting herself in his shoes, she realized she was no different from a woman who simply enjoyed being passionately driven to the peak by a strong, determined man. Yu Ying felt a deep internal conflict—yet this was precisely the common affliction of a woman. Hearing the soft calls from inside the room, Yu Ying sighed quietly to herself and slowly waited until the couple had finished their activities before entering. Although she had previously promised Lu Yun that she didn’t mind small rings doing whatever they liked in her home, she still felt uneasy now, hesitating to enter the room and witness Lu Yun and herself engaged in such intimate moments. She could not accept the idea of having a third person—someone else—standing by and watching a private, intimate exchange between a married couple or lovers, something that should remain private and unobserved. This content is from Chapter 941 of "Rural Beauty." Continuing to gently rub the quilt in her hands, which was nearly being worn to pieces, Yu Ying’s entire attention was drawn to the sounds coming from inside the room. She frequently glanced back at the inner chamber, yet still lacked the courage to act as Lu Yun had urged—suddenly stepping into the room and joining them in the midst of their intimate scene. Washing her bed linens slowly, she knew her own spring was just around the corner once Land Yun had finally worn out Xiao Huan. The courtyard's Yu Ying was quite agitated by Xiao Huan's voice, and the one inside the room, Xiao Huan, was also being driven to the brink by Land Yun. Initially, Xiao Huan had been mindful of Yu Ying, trying hard to suppress her own cries despite being pressed by Land Yun's vigorous movements. Yet, Land Yun's actions truly were as flexible and adaptable as he claimed, pressing Xiao Huan so thoroughly that her limbs grew numb and she could no longer pay attention to Yu Ying in the courtyard—she let out a series of loud, satisfying cries. Indeed, when one thrives, another must falter. While Xiao Huan was enjoying herself, Yu Ying felt genuinely worn out, constantly rubbing and wringing the quilts that had gotten damp from Xiao Huan's well water. Xiao Huan's cries sounded like a cat in heat, constantly stimulating the delicate nerves of Yu Ying. The well water flowed continuously, making Yu Ying feel both shy and unable to stop thinking about the scene unfolding between Lu Yun and Xiao Huan inside the room. At this moment, Yu Ying truly understood what it meant to be tormented and to be driven to the point of exhaustion—now, she felt as though she were on the verge of going mad from the relentless stimulation by Lu Yun and Xiao Huan. Yet, she found no way to release her growing restlessness and frustration. Could it really be that she had to rush into the room now, barefoot, watching Lu Yun and Xiao Huan engaged in their activities, while she herself was left exposed, having to endure some way of comfort that Lu Yun could never have imagined? Yuying truly couldn't manage this herself, yet whenever she heard Xiao Huan's mmm-hmm, ah-ah sounds from inside the room, she longed to be suddenly deaf—willing to erase those alluring sounds entirely from her mind. The idea was sound, but it would require Yuying to be truly willing. The simplest solution would be to stuff cotton or something into her ears. Though she disliked Xiao Huan's noises, she couldn't help but be drawn to listen to the sounds within the room, especially when Xiao Huan occasionally let out a particularly high-pitched, piercing cry. That single cry stirred in Yuying a strong, vivid fantasy of the scene unfolding between Lu Yun and Xiao Huan—imagining just how Lu Yun might be handling Xiao Huan to elicit such a reaction from the village's first female powerhouse? Yu Ying daydreamed endlessly in the courtyard, and without realizing it, the well at her feet had overflowed with water. Perhaps due to its long period of inactivity, the flow of water was now so vigorous that the steady drip had finally breached the fabric tightly wrapping it, falling gently onto the ground. Suddenly, Yu Ying felt something unusual—her previously rapid breathing ceased instantly, and the motion of rubbing and washing the quilt mats halted. She lowered her gaze to watch the well water dripping slowly and rhythmically onto the ground. Her cheeks, which had been slightly pale from irritation, suddenly flushed deeply, turning crimson and warm as if aflame. Hmmmm... Ahhh... Ahhh... The sounds never ceased, constantly assaulting her hearing, tormenting her, tormenting her! Ahhh! Ahhh! Yu Ying's mind erupted with a series of cries, yet she couldn't silence the clear, high-pitched sound of Xiao Huan's voice reaching her ears. Slowly, she watched the well water flowing from her well, dripping steadily onto the ground, and her expression changed—became resolute, as if she had already made up her mind to rush into the house and watch how Lu Yun was tormenting Xiao Huan, trying to understand how such a strong woman could emit such a loud cry! With determination, Yu Ying threw the quilt from her hands into the basin, then reached out and brushed her hands against the well rim to keep the rushing water from flowing down her legs as she stood up. She rose, turned back, glanced at Lu Yun and Xiao Huan's busy scene inside the room, and then firmly stepped forward. "Xiao Huan, how's it going? Has it worked? Is Yu Ying already eager to go inside?" Inside the inner room, the suction whirlwind generated by the spring well tightly enveloped Lu Yun's belongings, as he looked at Xiao Huan lying on the window ledge and asked. Xiao Huan loudly exclaimed, "Um, um, ah, ah," and upon hearing Lu Yun's question, huddled closer, glanced at him, and giggled, "Yuying姐 seems genuinely can't hold back anymore. She did get up and moved around, but she hasn't come into the room yet." Lu Yun furrowed his brows, "Then where did she go?" Xiao Huan continued to make sounds, occasionally responding, "I don't see where she went, but I noticed she glanced at our room with clear resentment. Haha! You clumsy boy, you deliberately made me call out so much, hoping to draw Yuying姐 into the room. Now, your well-laid plans have fallen through—Yuying姐 simply isn't buying into your scheme at all." Lu Yun felt a bit frustrated. According to his plan, things should have worked out perfectly—thanks to the Yin-Yang Expansion Technique, his body could freely move and perform its functions within Xiao Huan’s well, allowing her to enjoy both the vigorous stimulation and still have time to peer out the window and watch Yu Ying’s movements in the courtyard. So why now did it seem as though he had made a misstep? Did Yu Ying truly not enjoy having all three of them engaged in this activity together? As Lu Yun pondered this, a sense of disappointment settled over him. The Yin-Yang Expansion Technique, originally dependent on the vitality of his younger brother, now seemed to respond sluggishly as his mood dimmed. The rhythmic pulsing of the technique slowed down noticeably, and the cheerful little sounds it usually produced gradually faded. This content is from Chapter 941 of "Rural Beauty in Bloom." Ah, Lu Yun, what’s wrong with you? Why have you slowed down? Get moving! Otherwise, don’t blame the whirlwind dragon in my well for turning you into a eunuch! Xiao Huan sensed that the frequency of Lu Yun’s movements within her well had significantly diminished, as though something vital had been lost. She hurried to turn around and urgently reminded Lu Yun. Lu Yun sighed. He had originally intended for Xiao Huan to lie on the window ledge and call out loudly, thus drawing Yu Ying in—yet now it seemed his own wish had been entirely one-sided. Though Xiao Huan’s well was truly extraordinary, and the vortex-like suction had even brought him a sense of pleasure comparable to that of a renowned woman, Lu Yun still felt a sense of disappointment. Was it because he had imposed his own expectations upon her, or had Yu Ying truly grown displeased? If it were merely his own difficulty in adapting, then he could still manage—after all, he could simply continue to engage with Xiao Huan. But now, with Lu Yun’s body already deep within Xiao Huan’s well, having initially struggled, he now felt confident that he had fully grasped the rhythm of the vortex’s suction. He was certain he could conquer Xiao Huan within a short time. And probably Yu Ying didn't like hearing Xiao Huan's calls, so she had chosen to step away—this was certainly the best outcome. However, if it were out of annoyance that made her retreat, then Lu Yun had no idea how to continue tormenting her after already having kept Xiao Huan busy. "Oh dear, I thought you'd move faster! You're going so slow—do you really intend to make me itch all day?" Seeing that her reminders had made no impact and turning to see Lu Yun frowning, deep in thought, Xiao Huan sighed and murmured with growing impatience. Lu Yun came back to himself. Since Yu Ying hadn't come into the room but had instead chosen to evade him, what could he do? Seeing Xiao Huan now rubbing her arms in frustration, glaring at him with evident indignation, Lu Yun smiled and said, "Miss Xiao Huan, you ask me to slow down—do you not realize how tired my little ox is? If you want me to till your entire field properly, just let me rest a while. When I regain my strength, I promise to work on you with the speed of a rocket, making you call out in delight." Xiao Huan wasn't naive. Though Lu Yun's words sounded quite unreasonable, she fully understood his intentions. She couldn't help but scold, "Go on, say all that nicely—do you really think I don't know what you're thinking? Isn't it simply because Mrs. Yu Ying hasn't entered the room, and you feel disappointed? Then why not have me go and tell her now, so she'll know that while you're tending to me, your mind is already occupied with her well?" ... Country Beauty 941, Main Text 941 Plan fails updated!