Chapter 352: Arising at Will, Not a Human Being Suddenly turning, Lu Yun stared intently at the swells of the young woman’s breasts, silently marveling—how remarkable it was that women nursing children were so full and substantial! They seemed like two soft, trembling heaps of flesh, yet they held their shape with no sign of sagging—truly, a pair of proud, full, and magnificent breasts. “This is Yuying,” the young woman said, pleased that her earlier protests had taken effect, and gave Lu Yun a bright, cheerful smile. Lu Yun sniffed, then smirked, “Then I’ll call you Yuying. As clear and radiant as jade, rivaling Diao Chan—these two peaks must now surpass even the majesty of Yang Guifei. Hehe, I can hardly wait to take a bite!” "Yuying, the young lady, heard Lu Yun comparing her to Diao Chan and the Empress Yang, and掩嘴 smiled, saying, 'You're full of energy and ambitious—your words and songs are quite good. Isn't there something in mind? I'll tell you, I'm no ordinary person. If it weren't for the discomfort of my swollen breasts, I wouldn't have let you come over to help at all.' As for me, I'm far from casual either! Yet when Yuying, with her firm words and strong tone, insisted on forcing me to draw out the milk that should have been her own precious treasure, Lu Yun felt as though a stone had been lodged in his heart. Though Yuying indeed looked beautiful, her words just now carried a clear sense of authority and pressure." Lu Yun walked up to Yu Ying, the young lady, and glanced left and right, then bent down to bite into her. But he found this position unusually uncomfortable. He looked around the room, fetched a stool, and sat in front of her so that he could comfortably reach and sip from the creamy mountain spring dripping from her peak—this section is from Chapter 352 of "Rural Beauty." As soon as Lu Yun bit down, Yu Ying immediately emitted a long, soft moan, her body trembling slightly. Breastfeeding is the most nutritious for infants, yet Lu Yun, as a young man, found it somewhat difficult to endure—delicate and tasteless, with hardly any flavor. If a bit of sugar were added, it would surely be a delightful experience. "Oh, you rascal! Keep your tongue still, don't move around—I'm going to have itchy!," Yu Ying exclaimed, reaching out to push Lu Yun's head away. Lu Yun chuckled, and as soon as he shifted his head, a sudden jet of milk sprayed out from the peak, drenching his face. Yu Ying, the young lady, giggled softly and said, "Look, I've made you behave—now you've been punished, haven't you?" The milk flowed like a high-pressure water jet, continuously spraying onto Lu Yun's face. Lu Yun simply opened his mouth and took deep, hearty swallows. "Yu Ying, haven't you been drinking a lot of milk porridge lately? Your milk is so abundant—I'd say your little one would never go hungry." After the flow finally subsided, Lu Yun wiped his face and turned to tease, "You know, you're always so full, and it hurts so badly. You can't even suck it yourself, and you're too shy to ask anyone else for help—so you just suffer through it all." "Has your husband been away working most of the time?" Lu Yun wiped his face, still unable to fully rid himself of the lingering milk scent after such a long wash. "Yes," Yu Ying replied, "he's been gone for two or three months now. At home, it's just me." She glanced at Lu Yun, her eyes conveying a subtle, unspoken hint. Lu Yun sat back down on the stool, now completely at ease. After biting and sucking for a while, there was no longer any hesitation—holding a mountain in his hands, he looked up and asked, “Do you still feel full?” “Of course! Both are still swollen—you haven’t even touched one yet! Hurry up and get to work!” Yu Ying, the young lady, had a rosy, flower-like complexion. She didn’t stop him at all; in fact, she seemed thoroughly enjoying the scene and kept urging Lu Yun to keep going. With the young lady’s instructions, Lu Yun naturally followed suit. He took one in each hand. The ones he had just sucked at had softened somewhat, no longer feeling stiff or firm, yet since she still felt them swollen, it meant he hadn’t fully relieved her discomfort. So Lu Yun opened his mouth again, resumed his infant-like position, occasionally clicking his lips and gently licking away the milk residue from his lips. After a busy half-hour, Yu Ying, the young lady, finally spoke up: "Alright, this one no longer feels tight—go ahead and try the other one. This content is from Chapter 352 of 'Rural Beauty.' " Her voice came a bit hurried, and as Land Yun looked at her, he noticed her cheeks flushed, her eyes dreamy and tender, her hands nervously twisting together, as if she were struggling to hold back something. Land Yun smiled softly. He had expected this reaction from Yu Ying—after all, she had insisted she wasn't a casual woman. How could a woman who wasn't casual let a complete stranger do this to her? She even threatened him with words! "Staring like that? Hurry up! The sensation of tightness and the feeling of looseness—this imbalance is even more uncomfortable than before," Yu Ying urged again, nearly pressing Land Yun's head against her chest. Land Yun chuckled inwardly. How could she possibly be playing for balance now? Clearly, it was her own discomfort that was taking the lead. Kept working hard, diligently carrying on, Lu Yun, now with prior experience, skillfully avoided the awkward situation of milk splashing all over her face once again, savoring the milk that was originally meant for her daughter. "Ah, I told you! Don't move your tongue around—aren't you planning something sneaky?" Yu Ying, the young lady, called out again and again. This time, however, she didn't intend to push Lu Yun's head away; instead, as she spoke, she leaned closer, pressing her body against Lu Yun and fully burying his head in her chest. "Hmm," Lu Yun murmured hesitantly, yet continued moving her tongue without pause. With each soft cry, Yu Ying's body trembled continuously, suddenly losing all awareness of her surroundings, her hands instinctively wrapping around Lu Yun's head. "Wow, I'm suffocating!" Lu Yun suddenly pulled his head back sharply, breathing heavily as he looked up at Yu Ying, the young lady, and said, "Yi Ying sister, are you trying to kill me here?" Yu Ying seemed to realize her own awkwardness, her face turning a deep red, though her body still felt warmly flushed. She blushed, saying, "I'm sorry—I couldn't quite control myself just now. It's all your restless tongue." "Heh, my brother has been away from home for so long, I'm sure Yi Ying sister must have endured quite a bit," Lu Yun chuckled, gently pressing his fingers against her. "Just a little more—I'm about to finish and head home." Saying that, he once again lowered his head. Yu Ying, the young lady, was left deeply stirred by Lu Yun's words. Originally, when she had seen Lu Yun and Liu Fangling engaged in intimacy in the room, she had already intended to bring Lu Yun to her own quarters. Now, with Lu Yun's words, her sense of urgency intensified, and she became acutely aware of the loneliness she had felt these past few months while staying alone in her empty house. ... Country Beauty 352, Main Text 352, Randomly Rising, Not Human, Updated!