Chapter W1191: The subtle sensations returned once again—what on earth? How did they suddenly vanish? At this moment, the sheer astonishment within Ma Shufen's heart was something only she herself could truly feel. Had she become overly anxious, perhaps even sitting down had caused Lu Yun's golden staff to completely disappear? This... this went far beyond Ma Shufen's own understanding—it was simply too astonishing! As she recalled, she longed to rise and check, yet a gentle, soothing sensation emanated from a soft, yielding ball deep within her body. Sitting on Lu Yun's waist, Ma Shufen blinked in bewilderment and fear, her gaze fixed tightly on Lu Yun, hoping to find reassurance in his presence. "Shufen, what exactly did you mean? What disappeared? Did Little Yun's staff vanish?" Li Xiufang, noticing Ma Shufen's fluctuating expression, furrowed her brows and asked. Ma Shufen's just actions were unusually strange, so strange that Li Xiufang felt her heart tighten. She knew that if Ma Shufen sat down suddenly and allowed her dwelling to fully absorb Lu Yun's intimate situation, it would be very painful—indeed, quite painful. Yet from Ma Shufen's expression, Li Xiufang could clearly see that Ma Shufen wasn't in pain at all. Instead, there was something quite unusual—something peculiar. Li Xiufang didn't fully understand it, but she sensed that the situation wasn't as simple as it first appeared. Something must have definitely happened! Li Xiufang felt a surge of urgency and immediately wanted Ma Shufen to step away from Lu Yun and observe what exactly had transpired—something so remarkable that Ma Shufen's expression had changed so dramatically. In all their years of acquaintance, Li Xiufang had never seen Ma Shufen express herself with such depth and variety. In fact, back then, she never even imagined such a display possible. "Yet... yet, how can I not feel it?" Ma Shufen steadied herself and looked at Lu Yun, asking. Lu Yun giggled, "We've always been inside, haven't we, Aunt Shu-fen? Didn't you feel that at all?" "I did feel something, but... but it seemed as though there was nothing at all inside—yet at the same time, as though something had drifted deep into the very core..." Ma Shu-fen herself wasn't sure anymore whether Lu Yun's arousal was still within her sanctuary or whether it had completely vanished. She had, after all, carefully enclosed Lu Yun's member entirely within her own space earlier. Yet now, she no longer felt the familiar sense of fullness and pressure. Could it be—Ma Shu-fen suddenly gasped—that it was *her* presence that had caused Lu Yun's arousal to suddenly fade? If it had faded, then what had become of Lu Yun's once substantial sensation? What would it now feel like? Cold sweat poured out from every pore of her body. Just moments ago, she had scolded Chun'er in a tone befitting a senior relative for being overly careless—but Chun'er’s actions had only caused Land Yun a brief moment of discomfort. With Kui Xiufang’s persistent efforts, Land Yun had regained his strength and vigor. Yet what about herself? Since she had settled down, Land Yun’s member—once a towering giant—had suddenly shrunk down to the size of a toothpick! The very thought of Land Yun’s impressive member suddenly becoming as delicate as a toothpick sent Ma Shufen into a state of panic, utterly unable to bear such a significant loss! What exactly was Lu Yun’s special thing—wasn’t that the treasure now eagerly anticipated by her, and indeed by all the women in the village? Only a few of them had so far discovered it. But now… Ma Shufen’s heart fluttered anxiously as she moved up and down, yet still couldn’t feel the powerful presence of Lu Yun’s special thing. The water cave, which Lu Yun had already stretched open countless times, now rushed with a steady stream of cool breeze. The sudden change finally made Ma Shufen realize she had caused trouble. Regretting her earlier actions, she thought: she had already been thoroughly enjoyed by Lu Yun, her body deeply satisfied—so why had she competed with Chun'er and the others for it? Now, Lu Yun’s special thing had become merely a toothpick in her own mouth. How would she explain this to Li Xiufang and Chun'er? Could she really tell them that, after Landun’s little affair had plunged deep into things, he suddenly transformed from a sturdy pillar of strength into a mere toothpick—so delicate that it left her with absolutely no sensation? "Shuifen, what's really going on?" Li Xiufang noticed that Ma Shuifen looked unusually off, stammering for a while without being able to explain clearly. Her heart grew uneasy, yet when she glanced at Landun, she found his face perfectly calm, showing no signs of distress. So she held back the urge to push Ma Shuifen away from Landun. "Chun'er, what's happening between Landun and Shuifen aunt?" "Xiao Ping couldn't help but ask Chun'er, who was equally puzzled, 'If it's really Land Yun's antics that have spoiled Ms. Ma Shufen, I simply don't believe it. Though Land Yun's antics are truly extraordinary, they haven't reached the point of completely overwhelming someone like Ms. Ma—someone whose delicate mouth could barely hold a pumpkin. Her mind raced with various thoughts, yet she couldn't fathom what exactly had truly transpired between Land Yun and Ms. Ma. Chun'er shared the same sense of bewilderment, though her thoughts were less tangled than Xiao Ping's. She simply assumed that Ms. Ma had momentarily struggled to adapt to Land Yun's large presence within her body. Yet she hadn't realized that, since Ms. Ma's expression had changed, it had already been some time—by now, even a girl just beginning her first experience should have fully adjusted. 'I don't understand,' Chun'er slowly shook her head, then glanced at Xiao Ping and softly said, 'Let's just observe and see.' "Xiao Ping nodded with a sigh of resignation. Li Xiufang and Ma Shufen were both elders, and things like this—something she and Chun'er hadn't yet reached the point of wanting to take center stage and push Ma Shufen, who was stubbornly staying in her place like a woman refusing to use the bathroom, off Land Yun's lap. But Xiao Ping and Chun'er didn't have that ambition, and that didn't mean Li Xiufang didn't either. Though she had been trying hard to suppress her own growing impatience, the current situation was that Ma Shufen was now riding on Land Yun, motionless. As for the intimate moments between the two, if they just sat there, dry and still, it would be a long time before the year of the horse ended—unless Land Yun himself managed to make his part soft and limp. Otherwise, Li Xiufang, who had been so eager to see Land Yun's part enter her, would never get her wish fulfilled. 'Shufen, look,' she said, 'I and Chun'er, and Xiao Ping, are all waiting here. You've already been with Land Yun once before—let's not mention that now.'" After all, you brought Little Yun here—you haven't forgotten me, and that means a great deal to me. But sitting there so stiffly and doing nothing all this time isn't really comfortable. Look at the sky—it's getting late now. If we delay any further, I'm going to have my lower part soaked through. Turn around and look at Chun'er and Xiao Ping—same thing. Their bedding's all damp too. Just do something, hurry up and get things settled with Little Yun. Then we can all enjoy a little relief. Li Xiufang said this with such a touching plea. Yet, how much did Ma Shufen long to get things done with Lu Yun promptly! The real issue, however, was that she simply couldn't move—she was afraid that, in the course of even a slight shift, she'd be seen by Li Xiufang and the others with nothing at all in her private place. And then, what would she say? Moreover, what frightened Ms. Ma most was that Mr. Lu seemed completely unaware that his own bodily condition had turned into thin toothpicks—still smiling calmly at her, unhurried and showing no sign of any unusual behavior. As the saying goes, when one is in a hurry, one often finds a solution. Under the continuous, pitiful appeals from Ms. Li Xiufang, Ms. Ma finally came up with an idea. She bent down slightly, pressing her ear close to Lu's, and whispered softly, "Little Yun, haven't you felt any discomfort at all?" Lu smiled warmly inside, gently shaking his head. Ma Shufen, seeing the situation, bit her lip and didn't, as she had done before, ride up and down on Lu Yun with vigorous movements that would sharply strike her body, causing strong sensations. Instead, she gently supported her upper body with her arms, and her waist suddenly began to twist like a snake, using her small mouth to gently rub and massage Lu Yun's member. Though the sensation wasn't particularly intense, she appeared utterly absorbed, deeply excited and enraptured. Indeed, Ma Shufen's actions successfully concealed the presence of Li Xiufang and the two others, Li Chun and Xiao Ping. As soon as Ma Shufen began her movements—though not particularly vigorous—they were clearly pleased and quietly settled down, lying still and watching Ma Shufen fully engage with Lu Yun's body. Ma Shufen exhaled a deep sigh of relief, finally managing to keep Xiufang and the others in the dark. Yet, as she persistently pressed her efforts on Lu Yun, the relief she felt was accompanied by an unprecedented sense of discomfort—her body seemed ablaze with a fierce, unrelenting fire, burning so intensely that she wanted to scream. Though she did scream, the sound carried an overwhelming sense of suffering. What a pity! She had been fine just a moment ago—how had things suddenly turned like this? Ma Shufen's initially stiff movements suddenly stopped upon Lu Yun's words, yet as she became aware that Li Xiufang and the others behind her were still watching, she immediately resumed her actions, offering a strong, forced smile. "I'm comfortable, Auntie, how could I possibly be uncomfortable? Little Yun is my precious treasure. As long as I'm either above or below you, I always feel at ease." How insincere! At that very moment, Ma Shufen truly wished she could cry out loud. "Then, does this feel even more comfortable?" Lu Yun smiled, suddenly pushing her body upward with a strong motion.