( ) Lu Yun immediately knew what to do next from the look on Liu’s widow’s face. Thinking that this might be one of their few, if not possibly their very last, intimate moments together, he felt a deep sense of melancholy. Yet, no matter how much he might be thinking, at this crucial moment, he couldn’t afford to falter. After all, Lu Yun wasn’t the kind of man who let down his allies at critical times. In the past, he had often been interrupted mid-activity when it came to Xiao Ying, but with women—especially with women—he had never once failed to deliver a satisfying experience. At that moment, Lu Yun beamed at Liu’s widow and asked, “Madam, what would you like to do?” "He's just being deliberately provocative. But at this moment, Lady Liu simply doesn't have the energy to tease Lu Yun. As she helps Lu Yun with his physical needs, her own emotions are stirred—her lower abdomen grows increasingly itchy, as though ants were crawling beneath her skin, sending a surge of warmth and moisture rushing deep within her, like a spring bursting forth. The dampness spreading across the bedsheet is the best proof. It's rare that Lady Liu, during intimacy with Lu Yun, opens up and jokes: 'You little guy, what do you think I want? As long as you're on my bed, what you want, I'll do for you.' With that, Lady Liu suddenly shifts from passive to active—she pushes Lu Yun down onto the bed and stands tall above his towering member, then gracefully mounts it with one leg. Lu Yun watches her with a smile, as if he'd never seen her this engaged before. Even during their last intimate encounter, she hadn't been this proactive. With genuine interest, he rests his hands as pillows, waiting for Lady Liu to gently guide her dripping, waterfall-like member to meet his own. Li Guo-fu raised her head to look at Lu Yun, offering a weak, forced smile. The forceful blow had nearly sent her into a faint, and though she stood above Lu Yun without making any decisive move, she had been trying—over the days when their intimacy had grown increasingly sparse—to ensure that each time Lu Yun joined her in their intimate moments, he could fully enjoy himself. She hadn’t expected that Lu Yun’s demands would grow so intense, to the point where she now found herself unable to fully meet them. With a pale face and enduring the pain within her body, Li Guo-fu addressed Lu Yun: “I’m fine, but would you mind if I take a moment to rest? Once I’ve recovered, Auntie will certainly make you thoroughly enjoy yourself—until you’re sore from head to toe.”