Miss Village Beauty 322, Main Text 322—not quite as large as expected. Chapter 322—not quite as large as expected. As time passed, the slight awkwardness between Tien Xinlan and Ling Xiaoman, once caused by their bras, seemed to fade. Yet Tien Xinlan remained quietly concerned—would Lu Yun, with his talkative nature, eventually reveal the subtle connection between them to Ling Xiaoman? Having learned from their conversations that Ling Xiaoman had stayed at Lu Yun’s place for two days, it was certain that Lu Yun would surely make some moves. Perhaps he had already begun to enjoy the fresh, lively presence of this city-born woman before him. Ling Xiaoman, lacking social experience, chattered away like a young bird, chatting freely with Tien Xinlan as if she had already regarded her as a close family member. The two were chatting enthusiastically, leaving Lu Yun quite frustrated—every time he wanted to speak, he was either interrupted by Ling Xiaoman or given a withering look from Tie Xinlan. Lu Yun was truly miserable. He had come over tonight specifically to have Tie Xinlan try on his bra and take on another round of competition. Now, with Ling Xiaoman’s unexpected arrival, not only had his immediate need been met, but she had also taken up most of the time he could have spent alone with Tie Xinlan. Though he’d just had a moment with Yang Yanping, since entering Tie Xinlan’s office, his mind had been constantly occupied by the image of her wearing the bra he’d bought her and that strange undergarment that had appeared out of nowhere. After this period of recovery, his interest had begun to revive. "Lu Yun, you go on back now. Go to bed early. You still have classes tomorrow." Tianxin Lan glanced at Lu Yun, who was fidgeting restlessly, and knew exactly what plans he was secretly forming. Yet this little schemer had gone ahead and arranged for someone else to pay for her bra without telling her a word—completely stripping Lu Yun of the chance to personally present her with one. "Yes, Lu Yun, you go back first. I need to catch up with Xinlan, and I’ll be heading off too," Ling Xiaoman said, turning around. Lu Yun mentally screamed, Xiaoman sister, if you want to strengthen your bond with Xinlan, don’t rush this moment—why don’t you just go first? I still have plans to make love to Xinlan! "Oh." "Lu Yun murmured in response, though his heart was shouting loudly inside—so loud that he couldn’t bring himself to utter a single word. He took slow, hesitant steps, glancing back every few paces, and as he reached the door, he didn’t forget to add, 'Xinlan姐, you... you remember to try it on, right? We finally managed to buy it for you, Lin Xiaoman and I. Don’t let us down with your kindness.' Ling Xiaoman hesitated and asked, "Is Lu Yun related to you by blood?" Tie Xinxian was taken aback and replied, "No, what's wrong?" "Then... how could he call you his sister?" Tie Xinxian was stunned again, thinking to herself: Could it be that Lu Yun had truly told Ling Xiaoman about the matter between them? Yet Ling Xiaoman's expression didn't seem to indicate she knew anything about it! Lu Yun, that stubborn boy, was going to have to endure a good beating from her iron palm. Seeing Tie Xinxian remained silent, Ling Xiaoman quickly added, "Sister, I was just asking casually—there's no deeper meaning." Tie Xinxian smiled gently and inquired tentatively, "Xiaoman, what exactly did Lu Yun tell you?" "Lin Xiaoman said, 'No, I'm just puzzled as to why he would call you his sister. This man is so full of tricks—he the moment we arrived in the city, his very first move was to ask me to help him choose a bra for you...' Iron Xinlan exhaled in relief. It seemed that Lu Yun hadn't told her anything, yet the way Lu Yun looked at Lin Xiaoman was exactly the same as the way he looked at her. He must have a clear interest in Lin Xiaoman—there was no doubt about it. Now that she's asking Lu Yun why he calls her sister, perhaps there's a hint of jealousy involved? 'Xiaoman, have you been getting used to living with Lu Yun?' Lin Xiaoman smiled, 'It's been quite good. Lu Yun's uncle and aunt have been very kind to me, especially his aunt, who often says I'm going to be Lu Yun's future wife. I'm so embarrassed I feel like I'd like to find a crack in the ground and disappear into it.'" "Lin Xiaoman is so open-hearted—once she sees Tie Xinlan as her own sister, she pours out everything she thinks, without holding back a single thing. Isn't it impressive? This little charmer has already won Lin Xiaoman over just a few days after she arrived at school. Surely, on weekends, when she goes home, he'll take her back to meet her in-laws. Tie Xinlan is quietly thinking this through. Though she's been involved with Lu Yun, she never considered herself a serious contender for his future wife. Now, hearing Lin Xiaoman's words, she's even more determined not to reveal their close relationship. "If it weren't for that foolish Zhang making such a scene, I'd have gone to live with Lu Yun for two days this week—life in the countryside is actually more exciting than in the city. Xinlan姐, why don't we go together over the weekend? I've heard from classmates that your iron-fist palm technique is truly outstanding. With you by my side, I'll feel safe from that fool Zhang." "Fei Xinqian giggled. "Well, you little thing have made me your bodyguard! See how I'm going to tickle you!" Now Ling Xiaoman truly felt that Fei Xinqian was like a close family member. Watching Fei Xinqian extend her hands toward her, Xiaoman dodged while smiling. "Sister, please! I really love the countryside scenery. I'd feel suffocated if I stayed alone in the school all day." Before she finished speaking, Fei Xinqian had already closed the distance between them, and the two of them were soon engaged in a playful tussle. After a while of laughter and play, Xiaoman combed her slightly disheveled hair and playfully said, "Sister, when Lu Yun left, he specifically reminded you to wear that bra, didn't he? How about you try it on now? I'd love to see how beautiful you look in it." Fei Xinqian instantly felt flustered, stammering, "Xiaoman, I think we'd better not. I'm so much older now—wearing a bra like that must be quite embarrassing. You're so well-built, after all. Why don't you wear "Fei Xinxian said, gesturing with both hands at Ling Xiaoman's full chest. "No, that one was given to you by Lu Yun. I don't want to wear it." Ling Xiaoman blushed at Fei Xinxian's gesture. "Besides, my bust isn't that large either. You should keep it yourself, after all. Hehe." It seemed that being with Fei Xinxian allowed Ling Xiaoman to completely relax both mentally and physically, so she too blushed and gestured with her hands at Fei Xinxian's chest. ... Rural Beauty 322, Main Text 322 – Not that large – Updated!