Chapter 1272 Six: This approach is quite unconventional, yet from Zhang Yunqian and Xue Huaing's perspective, it has a fatal flaw. Since Zhang Yunqian and Six are more familiar with each other, she directly points out the weaknesses in Six's argument with frankness: "The method is sound, but have you ever considered this? The very point is that you're meant to eat Huaing's steamed buns while Huaing eats your ham. What if, by the end, there's less water in my cup than in Huaing's? Then how can Huaing drink her own water?" Xue Huaing thinks the same way. She doesn't believe she'll fall short of Zhang Yunqian, so she's especially concerned about this issue. Six scratches her nose and chuckles: "Qian-jun, you're showing signs of hesitation even before the battle—how can you be certain you'll lose to Huaing-jun?" "I'm just being cautious, just in case." Zhang Yunqian, full of confidence, swayed her ample chest and said, "Although I'm very confident, I can't guarantee there won't be any unexpected developments. It's better to mention it now so that I can have a chance to compete with Hua Ying." "Hua Ying is right—this kind of thing can't be taken lightly. If I end up winning, you'll have to make me drink my own water. I haven't practiced any soft skills at all, and I'm not sure my mouth will manage a close, intimate connection with the one down there." Clearly, Hua Ying shared the same thoughts as her aunt Zhang Yunqian. Goodness, that's quite a challenge. Lu Yun hadn't expected the two of them to come up with such a complicated situation, but given the agility of her mind, this issue simply wouldn't stall her—she could easily find a way to keep both Zhang Yunqian and Hua Ying going. At once, Yun6 smiled mysteriously, glanced at Zhang Yunqian, then at Xue Huaing, and chuckled sneakily, saying, "I've already figured this out. But to add some excitement, I still can't reveal the solution just yet—should the situation you described arise. If we delay, Qian-jun and Huaing-jun, you two must hurry and get started—I'll be timing you now." Saying this, Yun6 looked up at the wall clock and added, "It's ten past ten. The competition begins." Zhang Yunqian and Xue Huaing still wanted to ask Yun6 a few more questions, but as soon as Yun6 announced the start of the competition, they quickly found comfortable spots, knelt down, placed their water cups beneath the small mouths of the figures, and began to apply their techniques, urging their inner spring water to flow more vigorously. 6 Yun stood aside, watching Zhang Yunqian and Xue Huaing with growing interest. He saw them constantly rubbing and kneading the lush undergrowth, yet couldn't tell what exactly they were producing—no drops of water had entered their cups. Had the clear springs flowing so vigorously in the past been merely a delusion of the men's? 6 Yun began to question the very events he had once believed to be true. Now, looking at Zhang Yunqian and Xue Huaing, he found not a single drop of water had made it into their cups. What was to be done? The day on the playing field, Zhang Yunqian's cup had been quite full—how come now, with no movement at all? Could it be that the two sisters were playing some subtle game, some hidden scheme? 6 Yun had always detested such schemes—costing him mental effort, only to find at the end that no one had truly outwitted the other. The very self-important, overconfident ones, who thought themselves clever, often ended up losing their own lives through their own machinations. *Patter!* A very faint sound emerged, yet it hadn't escaped 6 Yun's keen hearing. After a minute, the sound of droplets falling into the cup finally came through. 6 Yun looked closely and saw Zhang Yunqian! The very first droplet to land in the cup had been created by Zhang Yunqian! Xue Hua Ying herself had grown increasingly anxious. With only ten minutes left, though she didn't know exactly what situation her cousin was facing, she felt utterly frustrated now. She had been rubbing the cup for nearly two minutes—yet not a single drop of water had managed to fall into it. How could one achieve the miracle of droplets forming into pearls? Especially after hearing Yun 6's words, Xue Hua Ying felt even more urgent. She glanced up at Zhang Yunqian's position and pressed her rubbing efforts harder. The force of her rubbing had caused her brows to tighten tightly with pain. Honestly, was she being deliberately harsh on herself? Seeing Xu Huaying in such a frenzied state, she didn’t even care about herself—Cloud Six was a bit concerned. The man hadn’t even had a chance to fully engage yet, and now she had herself tormented so badly. Cloud Six had come to the scene tonight with the intention of just enjoying herself, pouring all her frustration onto Zhang Yunqian and Xu Huaying. But this kind of treatment—after all, the man hadn’t even managed to fully penetrate before she’d already squeezed him to the point of swelling! What kind of fun was that? Xue Hua Ying was getting increasingly anxious when she suddenly heard 6 Yun’s words. She looked up at 6 Yun in surprise, still puzzled by the meaning of 6 Yun’s words, yet felt a warm sense of comfort upon hearing them. Indeed, she was feeling the pain—she had been vigorously rubbing and kneading her hands in an effort to keep up with her cousin, but it seemed to make no difference at all. It was just like a man performing a handjob: without some imagination, there would be little to no sensation. And that was exactly how Xue Hua Ying felt. Before 6 Yun spoke, she had been quietly resentful, thinking to herself that if only a man were to gently rub her, the water would surely gush out. Subconsciously, she turned her head toward her cousin Zhang Yunqian. This time, Xue Hua Ying finally saw a single droplet of water fall from Zhang Yunqian’s side and land into the cup. She didn’t know which drop it was—the exact one—yet she was certain that her cousin had already begun to feel something before she had. Thinking this, Xue Hua Ying grew even more anxious, watching Lu Yun while gently and more frequently rubbing her lower abdomen, hoping a drop of water would fall into the cup.