Chapter 1248 had actually arrived long ago—the sounds of clashing were constant, crisp and unceasing. Feng Ying tightly pressed her lips, striving to keep silent, yet the act itself was deeply depressing, profoundly burdensome. %&*"; As for Lu Yun’s exceptional combat prowess, it wasn’t something Feng Ying could simply suppress with a mere effort of will. Liu Fengyi, listening to the steady rhythm of impacts, grew increasingly restless, eager to have Lu Yun step down from her sister and come over to comfort her hollowed-out body. “Sister, why aren’t you calling out? You must be so uncomfortable holding it in…” Liu Fengyi, seeing Feng Ying’s strained, suppressed expression, softly remarked. Feng Ying’s slightly narrowed eyes gently opened a crack, glanced at her younger sister standing a little distance away, and then slowly shook her head before once again pressing her lips tightly together. She never wanted to make a sound—she certainly didn’t want to be silent. Now, though she enjoyed it deeply, she couldn’t release the intense pleasure building inside her. At this moment, Feng Ying felt as though she were savoring a delicious dish, yet the dish lacked seasoning—something was still missing. Though she said it aloud, Liu Fengyi deeply wished that Lu Yun would focus his attention on her. This way, Lu Yun’s sensitivity would be greatly reduced, so that he wouldn’t exhaust his last strength on her sister before even fully engaging with her. In short, Liu Fengyi was worried that Lu Yun might erupt within her sister’s waterfall cave—though such a scenario was unlikely. Since Lu Yun and her sister had only shared this experience twice so far, and given the added emotional tension from Tingting’s presence between them, even though she was confident in Lu Yun’s strength, she still feared he might not withstand the intensity and release his essence prematurely. "Hehe, I'm not just making an effort to please Madame Feng Ying—well, standing right here is such a mature, elegant lady. Do you think I can concentrate? Unless I'm a god, I simply don't have the focus. Honestly, I'm not sure if anyone else can manage it, but as for me, Land Yun, I simply lack the steadiness." Land Yun gave a mischievous smile, his eyes now even more peculiar. In truth, Liu Fengyi knew perfectly well what Land Yun was thinking. When they were at their elder sister's house, Liu Fengyi's three sisters had all shared a similar experience with Land Yun at the same time. Now, seeing Land Yun's odd gaze, she was certain of what he was thinking. She was both delighted and hesitating. Originally, she had resolved to stand aside and watch Lu Yun comfortably settle her younger sister. But as she watched this vividly dramatic scene unfold right before her, a persistent itch seemed to be constantly rubbing her, making her feel even more eager to engage with Lu Yun—so eager, in fact, that she almost wished to replace her younger sister right then and there. Calm, she must be calm. It wasn't easy to make her younger sister let go of her usual reserve. She had to ensure that she fully enjoyed herself. Liu Fengyi took a deep breath, deliberately ignoring Lu Yun's odd gaze and completely dismissing his words. With a sniff, she settled herself gracefully onto a small stool. Yet the calm façade could not conceal the tumultuous waves rising within her—especially as she heard the rhythmic thuds. Each sound reminded her of that moment in the small grove, when Lu Yun had been gently pressing against her abdomen, her rear, and the dense, cascading waterfall cave of the forest. Without worrying about Liu Fengyi's emotions, Lu Yun immediately extended his hands and completely freed Feng Ying's two towering snow mountains, grasping them firmly. The two snow-white spheres instantly shifted and transformed continuously under the movement of his fingers. With Lu Yun's advances both above and below, Feng Ying's patience finally reached its limit. Her lips parted gently, and she finally emitted a soft, breathy cry—though faint, it was profoundly intoxicating, especially to the man listening, who felt an overwhelming desire to fully conquer her beneath him. Lu Yun's movements grew even more vigorous, and in return, Feng Ying's low cries became more urgent and intense. "Fengyi... Fengyi, come over here, come over here..." As Lu Yun's intensity surpassed what she had previously endured, her lower lips seemed nearly pierced by his relentless pressure, and she finally found herself unable to hold back, calling out to Liu Fengyi to come over. "Elder sister, what's going on?" Liu Fengyi asked curiously, rising to join the two. As she bent down, she saw Lu Yun vigorously engaging her sister’s small mouth. “Fengyi, I can’t hold on any longer—please take over for me,” Feng Ying gasped urgently. “...” Feng Ying’s words left Liu Fengyi momentarily stunned. Lu Yun was indeed vigorous, but from her sister’s expression, it seemed she hadn’t yet reached that peak of intensity. How could she be unable to endure now? Could it be…? “Sister, enjoy yourself fully—just treat me as if I weren’t even here,” Liu Fengyi thought, believing her sister must be uncomfortable simply from watching her. “Fengyi, I really can’t go on—I’m truly unable—please take over for me…” Feng Ying seemed to have something to say, yet whatever words formed on her lips remained unspoken. Listening to the two women's conversation, Lu Yun's movements gradually slowed down. He turned to Liu Fengyi and smiled, saying, "Fengyi sister, just follow what Fengying sister suggested. You've been watching from the side for so long now—hey, I bet the little mouth down there must have spilled out quite a bit of saliva already." "But, second sister, you haven't even reached your peak yet with Xiao Yun, have you? How can I ask him to attend to me now?" Liu Fengyi looked puzzled at Lu Yun and Fengying, still unsure.