Chapter 1146: Cold-Served Cucumber Lu Yun and Zhang Yunqian rolled into a heap on the single bed, causing it to creak and groan under the weight of their constant shifting. "Let's start treating the flood now, or soon the river mouth will open up even wider—then I'll be stuck inside, completely blocked!" Lu Yun chuckled, launching a fresh wave of attacks on Zhang Yunqian. "It's so itchy! Don't scratch me like that—I can't take it anymore!" Zhang Yunqian wriggled and giggled, her body tingling from Lu Yun's fingers gliding between her legs. The bed was so small, and Lu Yun simply let Zhang Yun's body curl into a tight ball, effortlessly moving his hands across her fair, smooth skin. The skin, now flushed with passion, shimmered with a delicate pink hue, especially enchanting. Lu Yun, drooling, said, "Qian-jie, I'm also drooling—what now?" Zhang Yunqian gasped, her face turning red as she looked at Lu Yun. Sure enough, she saw a long strand of saliva dangling from Lu Yun's lips, stretching like a ribbon. She immediately covered her mouth and chuckled, "You're drooling! Do you expect me to grow a stick on my body and plug your mouth for you?" Lu Yun's eyes lit up, and he grinned casually, "Qianjie, that's a great idea! Do you have any cucumbers in the house?" Zhang Yunqian drew back slightly, asking, "What do you want cucumbers for? Are you planning to push one down my pants?" Lu Yun laughed heartily and stepped closer to her, "Using cucumbers sounds nice—do you have any?" Zhang Yunqian nodded, pointing to a cabinet in the room, "There are a few more stored there—I use them for cold-sliced cucumber salad." Lu Yun didn't speak, but quickly got off the bed, selected a particularly suitable cucumber from the cabinet, rinsed it under clear water, and then climbed back onto the bed, facing Zhang Yunqian, "Qianjie, just stand up, okay?" "Seeing Lu Yun really intended to use the cucumber to work on her lower part, Zhang Yunqian shook her head vigorously, like a windmill, expressing her dissatisfaction. 'Lu Yun, my little mouth down there hasn't been touched by a cucumber at all. Your member is far better than this thing—why must you insist on doing this?' Lu Yun gave a mischievous smile. 'It's not that I absolutely have to use the cucumber. I also want to make cold-cucumber salad, just that the way I'm going to prepare it is a bit special.' Zhang Yunqian looked at Lu Yun with growing curiosity, silently wondering—though Lu Yun was still young, he always came up with fresh and inventive ways when it came to handling women. What new idea might he now have in mind with this cucumber? A mix of nervousness and anticipation stirred within her, and a spark of excitement unexpectedly appeared on her face. Lu Yun watched this with a warm, cheerful smile. 'Qianjie, stand up. I promise you've never experienced this before.'" Zhang Yunqian thought for a moment. After all, it had been hard to get together with Lu Yun, so why not let him go ahead and try his hand at something? Maybe he’d actually come up with some exciting new positions that would really excite her. The way she had been circling around the room earlier—she hadn’t tried that particular pose before, yet it had felt absolutely delightful. Nodding gently, she slowly stood up, her legs pressed together. A patch of dark grass, loosely clinging to her abdomen, created a subtle contrast that ignited a passionate desire in Lu Yun, making him eager to put his new plan into action. "Miss Qian, spread your legs," Lu Yun said, as if giving a command. Zhang Yunqian didn’t know exactly what Lu Yun had in mind, but her intuition told her he would surely slide the clean cucumber into the small opening beneath her. As this thought formed, her body tensed tightly. After a brief hesitation, she finally listened to Lu Yun and slowly parted her legs. Lu Yun gently rubbed the cucumber against Zhang Yunqian’s abdomen, the cool sensation making her feel very comfortable. Yet, as she thought about how soon this cucumber would have to take the place of Lu Yun’s member and be inserted into her intimate opening, a sense of resentment stirred within her. What good fortune this cucumber had! Her intimate opening had surely drawn countless men’s attention—many had longed to insert their members into her, only to be turned away. Now, it was about to be penetrated by a cucumber—what a twist of fate! Things she never thought possible were now unfolding. “Miss Zhang, you’d better rub a bit more,” Lu Yun said, crouching beside her, as he carefully guided the cucumber toward her opening. “Please let some moisture flow out—otherwise, my cucumber won’t taste very good.” Zhang Yunqian hummed in agreement. How difficult could it be to scratch? As long as she could see Lu Yun’s actions, she’d be able to unleash all her scratching energy. “Ha! Indeed, there’s quite a lot of water. Sister, I’ve got to quickly plug this river-mouth before it keeps flowing—otherwise, I’m afraid I’ll be swept right out of the room!” Lu Yun watched a clear spring gush out from beneath Zhang Yunqian’s small mouth, his heart filled with excitement. This woman truly was a waterfall of scratching—just a casual remark from him had triggered such a steady flow of water. Gag! More water, better! He could enjoy his cucumber slices while sipping on mineral water. Lu Yun’s meaning, Zhang Yunqian surely couldn’t miss. She gave him a withering look and scolded, “You asked me to scratch—now that the water’s flowing so abundantly, you’re making fun of me. How annoying!” Lu Yun chuckled and apologized, saying, "Qian姐, don't be mad. What I said is all true. If your insides are really dry and nothing comes out, then the cucumbers I'm eating simply won't taste very good." As he spoke, Lu Yun had already used the cucumber to gently pry open the two gates of Zhang Yunqian's mouth. Zhang Yunqian instantly trembled, sighed deeply and comfortably, her captivating eyes gleaming with moisture as she gazed at Lu Yun, saying, "Please be a little gentler. I've never had anything—never mind a cucumber—inserted there before..." Lu Yun nodded with a smile, suddenly recalling the vigorous Miss Liu Fengyi. Miss Liu could even fit a zucchini or even a cow's horn into her, clearly indicating that Zhang Yunqian was nowhere near on the same level. Gently rubbing the cucumber along the edge of Zhang Yunqian's mouth, the bright droplets of moisture spread widely, filling the head of the cucumber. Lu Yun looked up at her and said, "Qian姐, it's time—we're ready to begin. Just relax a bit." "Chang Yunqian said nervously, 'I'm not nervous at all—what a surprise! I never thought I'd be penetrated by a cucumber.' 'When you didn't meet me before, how did you handle it? Did you just keep enduring?' Lu Yun casually asked, but his cucumber had already begun making a move. Even though Lu Yun had already developed her once, Zhang Yunqian still felt as though the cucumber lodged deep inside her was nearly bursting her lower lips with fullness, her lips tightly pressed together, her elegant brows slightly furrowed—seeming both uncomfortable and yet pleasantly satisfied. "Qian-jun, are you in pain?" Lu Yun asked, concerned as he sensed Zhang Yunqian's body was taut. Zhang Yunqian only shook her head, saying nothing, and pressed her lips even tighter. Lu Yun paused briefly, then continued advancing the cucumber. While washing it, Lu Yun had already gently rubbed off the small particles from the cucumber's surface, making it smooth, though still dotted with fine grains. He imagined that once the cucumber passed through the water curtain and came into contact with the soft flesh inside the cave, the friction would surely bring Zhang Yunqian a completely new sensation. The cucumber had probably slipped into the length of half a finger when Lu Yun suddenly stopped, looked up at Zhang Yunqian, and saw that she showed no sign of discomfort. Only then did he begin to move the cucumber gently and steadily, drawing out streams of spring water with each in-and-out motion. Watching the clear streams of water flowing down the cucumber, Lu Yun realized it was time to enjoy the cold-cucumber salad. He promptly moved his hand away, bent slightly, and took the end of the cucumber between his teeth, biting down with a crisp snap. The fresh cucumber carried a subtle hint of the water from Zhang Yunqian’s waterfall. Lu Yun devoured his cucumber with great delight. As the refreshing spring water continued to drip down the length of the cucumber, Lu Yun repeated the process—this time, he bit into the cucumber and gently pulled it out, inch by inch, without immediately chewing. Then, he lifted his head, allowing the cucumber to slide back in. With each in-and-out motion, Lu Yun not only enjoyed the delicate pink, tender flesh that rose up with the cucumber, but also savored the gentle caresses of Zhang Yunqian’s flowing moisture. Lu Yun kept chewing on the cucumber continuously, and soon the part exposed outside was reduced to just a small bit, barely enough for him to hold it between his teeth. As a result, his mouth inevitably came into contact with Zhang Yunqian's. Lu Yun's upper lip met against Zhang Yunqian's lower lip, which was being constantly pressed and maneuvered by the man's body, instantly creating a powerful electric charge—like thunder meeting fire. Suddenly, Zhang Yunqian's hands applied a much stronger grip, as if she desperately wanted to crush the two great mountains in front of her chest.