Country Beauty No. 1013, Main Text No. 1013 – A splendid method, indeed. Chapter No. 1013 – A splendid method. Continuous, deep gasps issued from Feng Ying and Lu Yun’s mouths, as they engaged in a prolonged passion that lasted over an hour, finally drawing to a close. Feng Ying murmured softly, “So hot,” her eyes dazed, her cheeks flushed with an unmatched charm and grace. "Used entirely a conversational tone, clearly conveying a subtle sense of urgency. Lu Yun was taken aback. Suddenly remembering Feng Ying's expression, he replied, then quickly used both hands to support the bed surface, stepping away from Feng Ying's soft body. Seeing Feng Ying's flushed face, Lu Yun apologized, "Feng Ying sister, I'm sorry—I've been so self-centered, only thinking about myself..." Before Lu Yun could finish speaking, Feng Ying, who had just caught her breath, saw his sincere apology and promptly interrupted, "You silly boy! I'm not blaming you at all. I just felt a bit short of breath. Honestly, I'm already quite relieved that you haven't fainted after all this time. Actually, it's not much to ask—women are naturally meant to be pressed by men. But I really can't breathe properly under your weight. Your body is so forceful—it's as if my heart is about to leap right out of my chest. So..." She glanced at Lu Yun, stopping short of what came next. By now, Lu Yun should have clearly understood what she meant. Lu Yun smiled and said, "Feng Ying sister, I must have exerted too much pressure just now. I'll be "Um... nothing really?" Feng Ying’s mind was now filled with the scenes from just now, when she had fought fiercely against Lu Yun—mostly recalling her own moments of being utterly absorbed, shouting out things without thinking, her gaze sweeping across to see Lu Yun’s mischievous smile. She instantly understood that the boy had deliberately asked her that way, and so she covered her face with both hands, turning away. Though she felt shy and pressed her cheeks against her hands, she hadn’t expected Lu Yun to still remain atop her. As she turned, Lu Yun’s still-pressed member suddenly withdrew, leaving a sudden sense of emptiness. Immediately, Feng Ying felt a hollow sensation and gasped, “No—!” Just as she spoke, she realized that Lu Yun had already fully injected the warm, intense pressure into the delicate opening of her mouth. Yet Lu Yun’s member remained vigorous, refusing to soften at all. Her sudden exclamation now only seemed to be telling Lu Yun to pull it out—exactly the opposite of what she had intended. Feng Ying, though usually reserved, was quite sharp-minded. Once she spoke spontaneously, a cascade of thoughts flashed through her mind, leaving her flustered and unsure of what to do. She no longer had the strength to cover her cheeks or retreat, simply staring at Lu Yun with a look that clearly conveyed she wasn't what one might expect. Having already spoken her words—wasn't that enough? Lu Yun's face broke into a mischievous smile, yet he didn't seize the opportunity to tease Feng Ying. Upon seeing Lu Yun's smile, Feng Ying gasped, quickly covering her cheeks and turning away. Lu Yun chuckled to himself, letting his member slide down over the smooth, white thighs of Feng Ying, then rolled onto her back. He wrapped his arms tightly around her, fingers gently pressing on the proud, full little red dot on her chest, while his member wobbled erratically between her broad, white thighs before finally finding the gap and slipping in. Feng Ying gasped again. In her mind, once a man's member fired off its "bullets," it should immediately go soft and limp. Yet Lu Yun's had been steadily releasing its stream for so long—still firm, still strong—how could that be? Was he going to keep going like this? A host of questions circled in Feng Ying's mind, and a quiet sense of fear stirred within her, for she was afraid that Lu Yun would continue to折腾 her. Now, her body felt trembling, and she simply couldn't endure another round of Lu Yun's advances in the near future. "Lu Yun, you—" Feng Ying had barely opened her mouth when Lu Yun interrupted her. With a soft, low laugh, Lu Yun said, "Miss Feng, all I want to do is keep my member submerged in your little mouth—like a warm spring bath. I promise I won't move around much anymore. But those two big white buns above you? I'll have to keep playing with them." Lu Yun stared at her, slightly embarrassed, and said, "Feng Ying sister, I wasn't trying to make my thing move—well, I just adjusted my position to feel more comfortable. Unconsciously, it caused my thing to move a bit in your little mouth." Hearing this, Feng Ying felt a little reassured. She had been worried Lu Yun might continue moving it in her mouth, so she exhaled softly and asked curiously, "Lu Yun, why hasn't your thing changed at all? It still seems the same, as if the bursts of energy didn't make any difference." Her words were gentle and indirect, but the meaning was clear. Lu Yun smiled and leaned close to her ear, speaking softly, "Feng Ying sister, I'm different from ordinary men—didn't you see just how powerful it is earlier? Right now, I'm not lying down, so that's perfectly normal. If you'd like to continue, I'll start right away." "Wait!" Feng Ying breathed out, her voice a little strained. Since her husband first opened her up, she had never been treated this intensely. Tonight, for the first time, she was experiencing Lu Yun's vigorous assault. Honestly, after Lu Yun Noticing Feng Ying's unusual demeanor, Lu Yun asked with concern, "Nothing at all?" Feng Ying's eyes flickered, and she replied casually, "Feng Ying, now that we've merged into one, what could there still be to hide from me?" Lu Yun didn't believe Feng Ying's words. When a woman lies, she usually hesitates and fidgets—especially someone like Feng Ying, who isn't particularly good at lying, making it easy for others to notice. "It's really nothing, maybe I just feel a bit tired," Feng Ying always remained shy about expressing her concerns. Perhaps it was simply because she was overly sensitive—this feeling was just like the first time her husband had made love to her. That night, after the wedding, Feng Ying had noticed a remarkable change in the area below her, yet just as she had then, she felt utterly embarrassed to get up and check what had changed. Suddenly, after brushing off Lu Yun with a few polite words, Feng Ying came up with a brilliant way to verify her concerns, smiling warmly at Lu Yun and saying, "Little Yun, once you've finished your tea, please pull out this cup first. Let's clean ourselves up—this sticky feeling isn't very comfortable, is it?" ... Rural Beauty No. 1013, Chapter 1013—Update complete!