Chapter 1309: Deep Thoughts "Hey, Yingzi, why do you always drag everything onto me?" Hearing薛华英's words, Zhang Yunqian couldn't help but shout out, clearly deeply dissatisfied that her cousin had reignited the flames of conflict against her. While scolding薛华英, Zhang Yunqian unconsciously tightened her grip, firmly pressing her fingers against her cousin's arms. The force of her fingers pressed hard, and she squeezed twice. Surprisingly, instead of showing any discomfort at Zhang Yunqian's firm handling,薛华英 seemed completely unbothered. Instead, she turned to Lu Yun and cooed, "See, Xiao Yun? This is exactly what you said—my aunt's hands are softer than yours. Look, they've even turned my arms red!" "Speaking of this, Xue Hua Ying forcibly pulled her two snow peaks out of Zhang Yunqian's grasp, while letting Lu Yun observe the two red handprints that hadn't yet faded from her shoulders. In her mind, she quietly thought: "Sister, your lack of firmness and elasticity isn't your fault—after all, you've given birth. But the way you're so tightly squeezing my two peaks—that's where you go wrong. Haha, just wait until the flames of this conflict return to burn you again. Lu Yun looked at Zhang Yunqian, who was clearly distressed, and smiled inwardly. Xue Hua Ying truly isn't ordinary—no wonder she's such a liberated woman; her ability to play the flirtatious game is far beyond what a proper, well-mannered woman like Zhang Yunqian could manage. With a warm smile, Lu Yun said, "Miss Hua Ying, then what would you like to do to Miss Yunqian?" "Zhang Yunqian heard that Lu Yun would punish himself over such a minor matter and immediately grew upset, stepping in to defend herself: 'I didn't really exert any effort at all. The two red finger marks that appeared on her upper body were simply because her two snowy peaks were so white—Lu Yun, if you don't believe me, just press your fingers firmly against her twice, and you'll see exactly the same result.' Zhang Yunqian's point was something Lu Yun had already clearly understood and observed himself; in fact, the two firm presses he had made earlier had already proven her claim. Yet, to add some fun to the evening, Lu Yun still smiled warmly at Xue Hua'ing and said: 'Hua'ing sister, what's wrong? Why aren't you speaking?'” "After being scolded at length by her cousin, Xue Huaing felt a bit uneasy herself. Her two peaks weren't just white—they were different from those of most women. For instance, her cousin Zhang Yunqian, though also very fair, would leave faint red impressions when pressed, which would vanish almost instantly. The women Xue Huaing had seen before typically resembled her cousin's. But hers was different—whether due to her skin or some other condition, her peaks always retained red marks for a long time after being handled by a man. This was something she noticed during her earlier affairs, when her partners discovered the lingering red impressions on her after she returned home at night. Men, especially, were usually quite sensitive to such bodily responses and generally became aware of their wives' physical reactions." And it was only after that incident that Xue Hua Ying realized her two snow peaks would leave patches of red when a man lingered over them for a long time. These red marks weren’t caused by the man’s firm biting or kissing, but appeared naturally—something that left Xue Hua Ying feeling deeply helpless. Since her first "first blush" had been discovered by her husband, who had since lost interest and rarely touched her, she found herself increasingly needing to seek out other men. As for the issue of their children—though her husband longed for a child—how could they have one when he barely touched her at all? Where would the child come from, if not from her seeking out other men and carrying their seed? Previously, Xue Hua Ying had never seriously considered this issue, but after being with Lu Yun tonight and experiencing him twice, the thought had begun to take root in her heart. She is also a woman who longs for her own child, yet... without being able to say that her husband never touches her, she simply cannot conceive. Even the thought of Xue Hua Ying—someone who herself doesn't desire a child, and especially not a boy—makes it difficult. For... even if Xue Hua Ying has a child, a son who is in high demand in rural areas, what then when that child grows up and marries? Would he have to follow the pattern of men on this land—marrying a wife who can never fulfill her physical needs, and then sending his wife out to seek fulfillment elsewhere? That is not what Xue Hua Ying wants to see. Yet, on this land, it seems as though such a fate has already been written: women are treated as objects to be used, while the men—these gentlemen—constantly leave to take wives from other households. This vicious cycle has always been difficult for Xue Huaing to face squarely, especially concerning her own son—she can't help but worry that her daughter-in-law might give birth to children who are not his. Such incidents are not uncommon in the village. At least, Xue Huaing knows of one: the couple next door, the man handsome and the woman beautiful, yet their children are grotesquely unattractive and suffer from congenital heart disease. The man is deeply frustrated and has even taken his wife and their child to the city for a paternity test, only to find out the child is not his. Though the incident has stirred up considerable buzz in the village, the couple eventually divorced. Such stories happen several times each year in the village—yet this particular case has left Xue Huaing feeling deeply unsettled. So, after her affair, her husband no longer wanted to be intimate with her, and Xu Huaying herself, from that point on, also no longer desired children—thus, they each pursued their own lives, free from interference. Yet in her heart, Xu Huaying harbored a completely different wish: she didn’t want her own children to experience the same fate as her neighbors. Though the misfortunes continued to unfold, Xu Huaying longed to prevent such a situation from befalling her own children. But upon meeting Lu Yun, her entire mindset was completely transformed, and her perception of her husband’s performance in the bedroom was fundamentally altered. Suddenly, she felt a strong urge to have children. When she previously mentioned to her cousin her intention of having a child with Lu Yun, it had seemed like a casual remark—yet in her heart, that very remark had already begun to take root, gradually taking shape and solidifying. Lu Yun is so strong—what if I borrow one of his seeds? If I have a son, perhaps he could grow just as powerful as Lu Yun! As for the possibility of her neighbor’s unfortunate situation, Xue Huaing has no worries at all. Though Lu Yun is still relatively young, his appearance is quite handsome. And, quite frankly, my husband’s looks are also quite good. With both of them in mind, this arrangement is sure to work out beautifully!