1480 Inconsistent in words and actions. Chapter 1480: A young lady inconsistent in words and actions. From Fuyan’s reactions, Lu Yun could judge that the more she tried to hold back speaking, the more eager she became to speak—otherwise, why would her reactions grow increasingly intense? By now, Lu Yun was finally certain that Fuyan had reached her first peak experience even before Lu Yun had fully entered her body, entirely due to her own heightened sensitivity. Yet, as soon as this certainty sparked excitement within him, it was replaced by a growing sense of concern. What troubled Lu Yun most was not anything else, but how to delay Fuyan’s peak experience. Lu Yun deeply understood the power of his own formidable strength; if, as before, Fuyan drifted off again before the main action began, would he still have the strength to continue? If they continue, Land's own Big Mac has grown so robust that even Feiyan, who has already reached her peak state, can no longer bear it. If they don't continue, then she'll just keep hovering with that bird-like thing? Land began to feel uneasy, his mind racing as he tried to find a solution. "Land, what's wrong?" She had been waiting so patiently—her even the most delicate touches had stopped—making Feiyan, who had been eagerly anticipating Land's magnificent Big Mac to comfort her younger sister, start to grow impatient. "Nothing at all. I'm just observing and studying your body," Land explained, turning his head awkwardly. "Studying my body?" Feiyan was puzzled. She had already been eagerly anticipating that very spot in her heart, and her body had been thoroughly examined—how could he still be studying her? Didn't he care at all about her feelings as a woman? Truly, a bad person. Lu Yun had his own concerns—significant ones—and upon hearing Fei Yan’s words, nodded thoughtfully. “Indeed, I’ve been observing the little sister of my beloved Fei Yan’s—her lower half, so to speak.” “Ah, you’ve been staring at me there the whole time! How terribly embarrassing!” Fei Yan immediately crossed her legs in response. Lu Yun reacted swiftly, bracing his hands and chuckling. “Yan, from the way your little sister has changed, I can already guess exactly what you’ve been thinking.” Fei Yan looked utterly unconvinced—how could the little sister of her lower half possibly reflect her inner thoughts? “Then tell me, what exactly was I thinking?” Fei Yan asked, still skeptical. Lu Yun’s eyes twinkled, and he gave a mischievous smile. “Yan, you were thinking—this troublesome one has been preparing all along, yet he still hasn’t brought his magnificent masterpiece into you. Isn’t that just right, as I’ve said?” The swan whose secret had been guessed, blushed instantly, and with a sidelong glance, whispered softly, "I'm not listening to you anymore." "Ha ha, wasn't I right?" Lu Yun was completely puzzled. Now seeing the swan's expression and gestures, he felt delighted—this was pure luck. He had completely guessed it by chance. The swan remained silent, yet her mind was busy wondering: Could it really be possible, by observing her younger sister, to see what she truly thought? Unaware that Lu Yun's accurate guess stemmed entirely from the growing flow of spring water seeping through the small gap in her posture—this subtle clue had suddenly struck him as a revelation. Since Lu Yun had correctly guessed her inner thoughts, when she turned her side, she unconsciously drew her legs tightly together, leaving Lu Yun with only a reversed triangle shape and a sparse, soft patch of dark hair above it. Lu Yun frowned, gazing at the dark, dense tuft of hair, and sighed in frustration: "Yan'er, I've made every effort to share my inner thoughts with you—why, then, did you hide even the rewards I was due?" Feyan smiled playfully: "I never intended for you to see into my heart, after all—wouldn't that be embarrassing?" "Then, is it really embarrassing for you to lie here completely naked before me?" Lu Yun gave her a mischievous smile. "Then I'll cover myself," Feyan quickly responded, her initial shyness now easing as she had been fully exposed to Lu Yun's most private parts. Compared to before, she had grown much more at ease. Watching Flyyan pull the blanket over herself, Lu Yun grew anxious. Come on, it was one thing to not allow him to appreciate the view, but to withhold even the two big white rabbits on top—how could that be acceptable? So with a truly gentlemanly demeanor, Lu Yun said, "This is your decision, right? Once you cover me up, I’ll be completely blind, seeing nothing. When you finally lift the blanket, I might end up going through the wrong hole and miss your little sister—maybe even end up going through your rear end!" "Oh, you're so gross! You're actually going to mess with my backside—such a terrible person!" Flyyan pouted, gently setting the blanket down without actually covering herself. She was afraid Lu Yun’s words would come true—she was terrified that the very spot in front, where babies were born, wouldn’t be able to accommodate Lu Yun’s massive presence, let alone the back. And the thought of it made her feel deeply embarrassed and nauseated. Lu Yun smiled and said, "The back isn't impossible to handle—just not quite the right time yet. Once I've developed your younger sister, I'll move on to your little flower there." "That's so gross," Lu Yun murmured, his heart racing at the delicate charm of Fei Yan. Lu Yun smiled quietly to himself, saying on the surface, "Don't worry. A secret shared once can only be truly revealed once—after that, it loses its power." Fei Yan believed him fully, delightedly widening her legs slightly and blushing, asking, "Now can you see clearly?" Lu Yun nodded, saying, "Very clearly—I can even see the texture of each individual hair." "You meanie! You're using all these awkward, embarrassing things to tease me again!" Fei Yan protested. Watching Fei Yan's shy demeanor, Lu Yun felt a quiet joy within. Perhaps this was exactly how Fei Yan should appear—hadn't she been deliberately holding back all along? Men generally prefer to be the strong, decisive ones, and they especially appreciate women who exude a delicate, coquettish grace—especially in bed—where the woman is both reserved and yet full of spirited charm, hesitating yet still passionate. Lu Yun found himself suddenly feeling parched, his mouth dry and his tongue thick. "Yan'er," he murmured, "I'm thirsty!" "Lu Yun suddenly said so. 'Ah?' Fei Yan was startled—how could she still be thirsty at this moment? Yet her curiosity faded instantly, and she replied, 'I'll go get you some water.' As she spoke, she reached to rise. But Lu Yun's gaze was fierce, like that of a wild beast, and with a single movement, he stopped Fei Yan, pressing her beneath him, saying, 'Yan'er, I want to drink the spring water flowing from your lower body.' ...