"Lazybones! The sun’s already hitting your behind—still not up?" Lu Yun was lying in bed, sleeping soundly, a thin cotton blanket draped over him, concealing his well-proportioned frame. A large patch of the sheets had been soaked by the drool running from his lips. Last night's vigorous passion had left him utterly exhausted; even now, in his dreams, he could still vividly recall the scenes with Liu Guanfu. Clap! A sharp sting burst through Lu Yun’s backside—so intense that he groaned and opened his eyes, slightly swollen from sleep. "Miss Liu, what are you doing? I was deep in a beautiful dream! You’ve just smacked me right in the middle of it—ruined my moment. You’d better compensate me with my dream!" He rubbed his temple where the pain lingered, sighing in complaint. Last night's indulgence combined with a heavy dose of liquor had left Lu Yun looking visibly worn out. "Did you see me in your dreams?" Liu Guanfu now wore her morning attire, her complexion still rosy—no trace of last night’s hangover or lingering afterglow visible. It seemed as though such occurrences were simply part of routine for her. "Yes, Miss Liu—I not only dreamed of you, but I… well…" "Wait!" Liu Guanfu immediately cut him off, unfastening the apron tied loosely around her slender waist, laughing and scolding. "You little romantic! Always full of dirty fantasies. If you don’t get up now, I’m going to grab your behind—right here!" "Don’t! If you do that, I’ll never enjoy that heavenly bliss again!" Lu Yun leaped out of bed with a sudden burst of energy and wrapped his arms tightly around Liu Guanfu, burying his face in the swell of her chest, murmuring softly. "Miss Liu, I almost got turned into dry meat by your embrace. What’s my compensation today?" "Little Yun," she said, a note of concern rising in her voice, "I keep feeling you’re becoming rather careless—don’t let yourself be spoiled!" Her words carried an undercurrent of genuine worry about his future. "Miss Liu, don’t worry. You’ve already promised to become my wife. I’m determined to stay clean and upright for you." He sniffed, his head pressing firmly against her proud chest, arching it with each breath. "Hold on—when did you hear me promise that?" Liu Guanfu covered her mouth with a smile, pretending she hadn’t heard him. Lu Yun looked up, calm and steady. "You changed your mind last night when you were so full of energy—you promised right then!" He added with a twinkle, "A man of integrity must keep his word. Don’t make me feel like I’ve been played." "Ah-ha! Unfortunately," she said, adopting an air of gentle sorrow, “I’m not the kind of lady who keeps her promises.” She looked at him with mock tenderness as though trying to convince herself. Lu Yun smiled softly. "Miss Liu, you’re not just a simple woman—you're a fox spirit, especially drawn to young men like me." "Go on!" She gave him a gentle punch and said with a smile, “I’m warning you—already half past five now. If you don’t get up, I’ll have you rolling around in the dust! And by then… well, you’ll know what happens next.” Hearing this, Lu Yun quickly moved away from her body, frantically searching for his clothes. "There it is," Liu Guanfu sighed, lifting a chair and retrieving Lu Yun’s garments. "How come I never noticed your clothes were torn? You’ve been sitting there in just a shirt all morning!" "Actually…" Lu Yun paused as he took the clothes from her hands and dressed quickly, his heart suddenly stirred with warmth. "Not mine! Surely not your third aunt’s—that sly fox—who stitched them?" Liu Guanfu laughed lightly. "Oh… I see," Lu Yun said, flustered. After Lu Yun finished dressing, Liu Guanfu looked at him carefully and said: "Little Yun, last night I was a bit tipsy—some things you might just have to forget." The moment she spoke, the atmosphere grew both intimate and slightly charged. "Don’t worry," Lu Yun replied with a gentle blush, "I’m no longer a child. I’ll treat those words as mere background noise—I’ll simply forget them by now. But there’s one thing—something you can’t deny!" "What is it?" Lu Yun looked at her, his face still modest and slightly embarrassed. "It’s the promise—you’ve already made to be my wife. No matter how many times I ask, you must honor that promise. Don’t let my young heart get hurt." "Ha! You’re still talking about your youthful innocence?" Liu Guanfu laughed. "Last night, you nearly broke me—did I not see you leave a trail of exhaustion behind? You’ve outshone quite a few older men!" Her cheeks flushed as she remembered the sheer intensity of their encounter. After all, she was used to being the one in control—a woman with her own standing and dignity—and yet here she was, completely overwhelmed by this young man. "Enough talk," Liu Guanfu said, "now eat something. Finish quickly—don’t let your studies suffer." She had already prepared a hearty breakfast: a bowl of noodles with two poached eggs and one piece of ham—a truly luxurious meal in such a quiet rural village. As Lu Yun ate, he asked gently, "Why only one bowl? What about yours?" Liu Guanfu smiled softly. "I’ve already eaten. You should finish your breakfast and hurry off to class—don’t let anything delay you." Lu Yun looked through the window at the still dim morning sky, hesitating before finally saying: "Miss Liu, last night was absolutely spectacular—you know, could I ask for one more visit today?" "Pfft! Little boy, eat up and get out of here!" She waved her hand with a mock gesture to send him packing. "I’ve got my shop to open up later." Lu Yun nodded, shyly pushing his noodles into his mouth with a soft chuckle. "Then," he asked, turning to face her, "will you finally agree to become my wife?" "Just watch and see," Liu Guanfu replied, smiling. Inside, she had already grown fond of Lu Yun. Though last night she’d been tipsy, the unforgettable pleasure that surged through her with every touch remained vivid—like a memory etched in fire. Was it because the old cow was being fed tender grass? Liu Guanfu wasn’t sure—why, under Lu Yun’s passionate presence, did her body suddenly become so sensitive, rising to peaks of bliss she’d never known before? k47?! She thought of Lu Yun’s prized "imported" item—the lush, mysterious grove he described, where a clear stream flowed… and where his love seemed to truly bloom. ps: The second update is now delivered—please leave your bricks, likes, and donations, especially if you'd like a wealthy wife to take care of you! A third installment should follow soon! Update completed for "Rural Village Woman – Chapter 012" — Morning's Sweet Moments!