Chapter 1279: Sparking Little Sparks—Putting All One’s Strength? Lu Yun was delighted. Just a moment ago, Lu Yun could feel that Xue Hua Ying, though quite comfortable, had already reached the limit of her endurance. And this was only after Lu Yun had used just a fraction of his strength. If Lu Yun truly poured all his strength into it, then, honestly, it would be a miracle if Xue Hua Ying could still stand upright. Not only was Lu Yun delighted by Xue Hua Ying’s words, but even the one lying in bed, Zhang Yunqian, beamed and said cheerfully, “Hua Ying, it seems you haven’t yet experienced Lu Yun’s true strength—how dare you say such things? Lu Yun, show me something serious now! Let Hua Ying see what a real strong man truly is.” A real strong man? Xue Hua Ying smiled to herself. Lu Yun was indeed more impressive than an ordinary man, but could he truly claim to be a “real strong man” just based on those few moves? What exactly was a “real strong man”? In Xue Hua Ying’s opinion, to reach the level of a true strong man, one had to at least be as vigorous as Qu Youcai—someone who had taken medication—otherwise, it would merely be passing with a bare minimum. Although Lu Yun had surprised her with his all-encompassing, deeply comforting and pleasurable performance, which introduced a fresh twist, this didn’t necessarily mean that Lu Yun was a true strong man. Lu Yun smiled to himself and said, "Of course. But Qing姐 is only looking out for your best interests. Huaying姐, you absolutely mustn't force yourself—Qing姐 advised you right from the beginning, and you didn't listen, so now you've certainly paid the price..." Before Lu Yun could finish speaking, Xue Huaying suddenly interrupted him: "What do you know? At that time, although it was painful, there was also a kind of comfort I had never experienced before. You're a man—you simply can't understand how deeply satisfying and full that feeling of being completely filled can be for a woman." "... " Lu Yun remained speechless. As a man, he could certainly sense the state and reactions of women during intimate moments, but to truly grasp what it felt like for them, Lu Yun still found it difficult. With a chuckle, Lu Yun said, "Very well, Huaying姐. Since you're so confident, I'll give it my all now." "Lu Yun's words served as an early piece of advice to Xue Hua Ying, so that she wouldn't falter after just a few exchanges when she started to play her game—otherwise, it would have been rather dull. Yet Xue Hua Ying remained unconcerned, merely sneering, "Don't dawdle. Haven't I already told you? Use as much strength as you have." With that, Lu Yun immediately launched into action. Since she herself had insisted on them putting in effort, they wouldn't hold back—otherwise, she might think they were merely playing the game with clever maneuvering. Right then, Lu Yun changed his approach. Horseback riding remains horseback riding, yet Lu Yun this time took the initiative. Previously, Lu Yun's advances had relied entirely on the momentum generated as he moved forward step by step, with his body constantly pressing into and thrusting against薛华英's receptive core. This time, however, Lu Yun reversed the pattern—without waiting for薛华英 to take a step, he began to engage his waist, driving his member deeper and deeper into her tender entrance, with each thrust heavier than the last. Worse still, with each of Lu Yun’s movements, he grew progressively more vigorous and forceful. Though the duration wasn’t long—just under five minutes—Xue Hua Ying soon felt a wave after wave of intense pleasure coming from below, accompanied by a steadily rising heat that wasn’t painful but rather a sharp, scorching warmth, as if two objects were rapidly rubbing against each other. The flow of moisture from her lower region increased steadily, yet the temperature kept rising. She couldn’t tell whether Lu Yun had employed some special technique, or whether he had anticipated her and her cousin’s arrival and had prepared in advance—much like Qu Youcai—perhaps taking a medication that enabled men to maintain prolonged stamina? Another fierce surge, and Xue Hua Ying felt as though Lu Yun's relentless movements were truly piercing through her—she couldn't help but shout, "Xiao Yun, slow down! It's so hot inside, like someone has scattered dried chilies all over—so hot, so hot!" Her cries grew louder and louder, and she had completely forgotten her earlier bold promises. At this moment, all she wanted was for Lu Yun to stop, to let her lower lips cool off—even just a minute of rest felt incredibly precious to her. It is entirely due to Lu Yun holding onto her arms that Xue Hua Ying is still standing right now. But for Xue Hua Ying, that isn't the most important thing—what truly matters is for her to rest. If Lu Yun keeps going like this, she’s certain her lower lips will start spitting out sparks! "Little Yun, please, I’m begging you—just stop for a moment, let me rest. Whatever you want to do, just do it however you like," Xue Hua Ying was truly running out of strength, constantly pleading. "Do I count as a strong man?" Lu Yun asked. "Absolutely! Little Yun is the most courageous strong man in the world—I love you so much! Oh, please just stop for a while and let me rest," Xue Hua Ying finally understood why her elder sister had invited her to come along and be involved with Lu Yun. This fierce little queen—she even doubted whether two women could possibly satisfy him. But right now, the most important thing is to get Lu Yun to stop. If I let Lu Yun keep going like this, I'm certain I'll end up damaged beyond repair. If something truly happens to me, not only will I be unable to enjoy the happiness of being with Lu Yun in the future, but even if I were to go on living without him and pursue other men, I'd be completely ruined—what else would there be to look forward to?