Chapter 1303: Cold all over Indeed, as Zhang Yunqian watched Lu Yun with growing concern, hoping he wouldn't have realized that she had told her cousin about the time he used a pair of shears to trim the grass for her—she had been so worried he'd think she'd revealed that secret. However, when Zhang Yunqian saw the sinister look in Lu Yun's eyes, she suddenly felt a jolt go through her, as if something unfortunate were about to befall her. Taking a deep breath, she felt her skin prickle all over under Lu Yun's intense gaze. She found herself puzzled—previously, when she had been with Lu Yun, she had never felt so constrained. What had changed now? Could it be that the presence of her cousin, Xue Hua'ing, was making her so sensitive to even the smallest glance from Lu Yun? Recalling the time she had once held the shears ready to cut off Lu Yun's younger brother, and now comparing it to her current state—how could the two be so vastly different? "Little Yun," she asked, "what are you looking at me for?" "Have I suddenly sprouted flowers on my body?" Zhang Yunqian asked, her voice filled with embarrassment. Lu Yun smiled slyly, yet remained silent for a long time, only speaking when Zhang Yunqian was on the verge of giving up. "Actually, you've all misunderstood me," he began. "The task I mentioned—what wasn't completed—wasn't about weeding the small hill behind Huaying's cottage. It was about..." He deliberately drew out the last word. However, upon hearing Lu Yun's explanation, Zhang Yunqian and Xue Huaying each experienced a different emotional response. When Lu Yun clarified that it wasn't about weeding the hill behind Huaying's cottage, Xue Huaying finally exhaled in relief—after twenty years, her beloved flowers on that hill were finally safe. Meanwhile, Zhang Yunqian remained utterly puzzled. If it wasn't about weeding the hill behind Yingzi's cottage, then what exactly was Lu Yun referring to? With the sly, mischievous look he was giving her, a wave of cold unease once again washed over her. Said a dry laugh, Zhang Yunqian, "Lu Yun, then what exactly is it that you'd like to tell us?" At last, Lu Yun, who had been lying in bed, sat up, glanced at Zhang Yunqian, and then at Xu Huaying, who also looked puzzled, before slowly continuing, "You haven't forgotten, have you, the bet we made when you first arrived, haven't you?" As soon as Lu Yun finished speaking, Xu Huaying suddenly understood, while Zhang Yunqian asked, "Didn't I win that bet? And didn't you and Yingzi go into the room while I was fetching water, and start doing whatever it was you were doing?" Before she could finish, Zhang Yunqian suddenly stiffened, and immediately realized what the bet was about— —wouldn't Lu Yun and his cousin really have to drink the water that flowed out from her lower body? After all, Lu Yun had already done that many times, and he hadn't stopped using his mouth to gently suck at her there. But what about his cousin? Could it really be that she’d have to have her cousin press her lips to the little opening at the base of her own body, drinking the泉水 that flowed from her? At this thought, Zhang Yunqian finally understood why she had felt chilled all over when Lu Yun had mentioned that unfinished matter earlier. The idea of having her cousin sip from the base of her body—something that wasn’t just beyond Zhang Yunqian’s acceptance, but even her cousin, Xue Hua’ing, could hardly bear. After all, their relationship had always been perfectly conventional. If her cousin were to do such a thing, wouldn’t that make them a potential “dual-plant” pair? With a smile meant to please Lu Yun, Zhang Yunqian said, “Lu Yun, that matter we discussed earlier—wasn’t it already settled? Now bringing it up seems rather pointless. I notice your little bird has recovered quite well now. Shall we move on to what we truly want to do?” In Zhang Yunqian’s mind, if Lu Yun could refrain from tending to the grass at her cousin’s base, perhaps he would also be willing to spare her. After all, it would be incredibly awkward for her to have her cousin drink from the spring at the very bottom of her own body—something she simply couldn’t accept. Land Yun shook his head, but before he could speak, Xue Hua Ying eagerly interjected, “Sister, how could we possibly settle for that? Since it’s a bet, I’m willing to lose. I’ve been with Xiao Yun for so long now, I’m absolutely parched, hahaha! Moreover, although I’ve touched your lower part, I’ve never actually tasted the flavor of the water flowing from your body.” “...” Hearing this, Zhang Yunqian felt an overwhelming urge to hit her wall—this stubborn girl, who had always been so careful to protect her, now, with no word from Yun, had taken the initiative and delivered a truly humiliating moment for her. Ah! Ah! Ah! Zhang Yunqian was about to go crazy. She stared coldly at her younger sister, who was beaming with smiles, yearning to rush over and choke her, then smash her head against the wall—against whatever thoughts were swirling inside her mind. Though Zhang Yunqian remained still, a fierce inner flame was burning through her. After all, she was the elder sister, wasn't she? How could she stand such an awkward moment without offering even a single word of support, instead deliberately stirring things up, as if she wanted the situation to escalate? Zhang Yunqian was nearly crying, looking at Lu Yun with such helpless appeal: "Lingyun, don't listen to Yingzi's nonsense. Right now, what we need is to make Yingzi experience that magical, wonderful sensation. As for the betting game—well, I think we can just set it aside." At this point, Zhang Yunqian could only think of this one solution: hoping that, by having Lu Yun's persistent pursuit of the soft, delicate ball in the women's chamber, Yingzi would be prompted to lend her a helping hand. To her surprise, as soon as Zhang Yunqian had finished speaking, Lu Yun shook her head immediately and said, "Qian姐, I think Huaying's point is well taken. After all, someone who has already accepted the consequences of failure with grace—how can you, as a winner, now break your word? Moreover, tonight we have plenty of time. I'm going to make Huaying truly experience that special, exhilarating sensation. You don't need to worry about it anymore—just calmly accept what Lu Yun and Huaying will do to you." As she said this, Lu Yun gave a subtle signal to Xue Huaying beside her. Understanding the cue, Xue Huaying quickly approached her astonished sister, beamed brightly, and said, "Sister, both Lu Yun and I have agreed—there's no need to hesitate anymore. Come, let me first taste the flavor of your spring water." Without regard for her sister's current feelings, Xue Huaying immediately knelt down and leaned in, her lips pressing firmly against the small mound between Zhang Yunqian's legs. "Oh dear, Yingzi, what are you doing? This isn't going to work at all." Pride had always held the upper hand for Zhang Yunqian. Watching her cousin so bold as to lean in and press her lips close, Zhang Yunqian's own mouth seemed to have lost all control—her words poured out like a rushing spring. Blushing deeply, she quickly pressed her legs together and scolded薛 Huá Ying.