Village Beauty No. 613, Main Text No. 613, Scene of Torment No. 613, Chapter 613: Torment. After Lu Yun's vigorous thrusts, Yi Yi collapsed softly against the table, her enchanting cries abruptly silenced. The three women—Ma Shufen and the others—had naturally kept a close watch on the scene, with Ma Shufen especially feeling as though her nerves were being gently poked by a cat, her heart racing with anxiety. She kept silently praying that Lu Yun would press harder, even harder, so that he could swiftly take Yi Yi and then attend to her own needs. As soon as Yi Yi's cries ceased, Ma Shufen immediately raised her head to meet Lu Yun's gaze, and upon making eye contact, she felt a surge of relief, knowing that Yi Yi had been defeated. She promptly withdrew her fingers from Lu Yun's vigorous movements, jumped off the bed, and without even putting on her shoes, rushed straight toward him. "Ma Shufen, you're so heavy!" Lu Yun held her tightly, stepped back several paces with a brisk pace, only to finally steady himself. Just as he had settled, Ma Shufen bit down on him—right on the small bud on his left side—causing Lu Yun to grit his teeth and cry out, “Madam Shufen, loosen your grip! It’s killing me!” Upon hearing this, Ma Shufen immediately released her hold and gave Lu Yun a sulky glance, murmuring coldly, “Hmph. You were deliberately doing this, weren’t you? The fight should have lasted only five minutes—yet you’ve been at it for over ten. Intentionally making me suffer, are you?” Lu Yun felt deeply委屈, seeing Yi Yi now lying exhausted on the bed, and sighed, “Madam Shufen, I must admit I had a few intentions in mind. But you should also consider who I’m facing—Yi Yi’s Water Curtain Cave is no ordinary spacious. Even if our strength is formidable, we’ll still have to make our opponent withstand our relentless attacks. Otherwise, go ask Yi Yi herself—will she blame me entirely?” "Ma Shufen spat, saying, 'Stop fumbling around with your words! I think you've been deliberately showing off your skills to Mei Yun and the others—intentionally making them watch. Well, your purpose has now been achieved. They're both buzzing with excitement now. After you defeat Auntie, go ahead and give them a good dressing-down so they'll finally realize that the men of Cheng Taiding Village aren't as useless as they imagined.'" Lu Yun glanced at the woman and saw she clearly intended to play some tricks—she couldn’t afford to be casual. He stepped forward, supporting the left leg that Ma Shufen had raised, pulled the trigger of his rifle, and immediately prepared to move into close range of his target. “Wait,” Ma Shufen interjected. Lu Yun asked in confusion, “Uncle Shufen, what’s wrong?” Ma Shufen replied, “Xiao Yun, lift my right leg as well and position it across your waist. That way, you’ll be better able to use the terrain to launch a powerful assault.” Lu Yun instantly understood, yet noticing the hands that Ma Shufen was gripping the edge of the table with, he hesitated. “Uncle Shufen, can you hold on? What if, at some point, you suddenly feel like loosening your grip—then your head might hit the ground first.” Ma Shufen smiled, “Don’t worry. Even if I find myself unable to resist and decide to let go, I won’t actually release my grip. Come on.” “Then I’ll begin.” Lu Yun called out, slightly bent his body, reached out, lifted Ma Shufen's right leg and supported it against his waist, then aimed and slid in with a smooth *shush* sound. Ma Shufen gasped, her brows tightly furrowed, yet she managed to suppress her pain—this was now the thirteenth time, and still couldn't fully endure this boy's relentless advances. With one change every week, who knew if next week he wouldn't grow even more? If he continued to grow, she might never be able to withstand his assaults anymore. Thinking this, Ma Shufen gritted her teeth, fully cooperating with Lu Yun's powerful charges. Each strong surge lifted her high into the air, like a wave of snow, rising and falling in rhythm. The two large, round buns—her body—formed the peaks of the waves, bobbing and swaying with a graceful, dynamic appeal. Ma Shufen at first could still hold back and refrain from making a sound, but as minutes passed and the intense pressure of the body impacts left her feeling weak and limp, waves of ethereal, exquisite sensations spread throughout her entire body, eventually causing her to break into a cry—this content being the textual narrative of Chapter 613 of "Rural Beauty." Lu Yun smiled calmly, without any signs of breathlessness or flushed cheeks: "Madam Shufen, please hold on a bit longer—I haven’t finished yet. I’d like to make sure the shaft penetrates a little deeper." Ma Shufen clenched her teeth, unable to speak, allowing Lu Yun to continue his vigorous thrusts. Suddenly, she reached out and called out, "Xiao Yun, I can’t hold on anymore—I’m about to fall!" Lu Yun was startled—though this was clearly a playful encounter, he couldn’t afford to risk injuring Ma Shufen. With her head now pressed firmly against the ground, and just as he delivered another powerful surge, he worried she might crack her neck. "Madam Shufen, please don’t move!" "Lu Yun reminded her, stepped forward, and spoke at a height that Ma Shufen could reach, saying, 'Auntie Shufen, hold my neck with your arms—quick now.' Upon hearing this, Ma Shufen strained to lift her upper body, hooking her right arm around Lu Yun's neck, then reaching out with her left hand to rest on Lu Yun's shoulder, breathing heavily, 'I was so scared—I just barely managed to avoid hitting the ground!' Lu Yun smiled, 'I had already told you this before. You simply didn't take it seriously, insisting you could hold on. Even now, before you've taken off, you're already showing signs of strain. Imagine what would happen if we actually lifted off!' Ma Shufen also felt quite shaken, pressed tightly against Lu Yun by the two large white sheets that had been draped over them. Now they were in complete, seamless contact. She glanced at Lu Yun and said, 'I never realized that position was so tiring. At first, I thought it was absolutely wonderful.' "As your attacks grow fiercer and more relentless, I'm growing increasingly stiff and weak, finding it hard to keep going at all," said she, holding onto him tightly and speaking without urgency. The two were simply talking, not hurrying to attend to the more intimate matters—this left Du Juan and Zhang Meiyun, seated on the bed, utterly frustrated. How long would this go on? They were beginning to feel as though their entire "water cave" would be submerged under the weight of their patience. How could they not see the discomfort of the others? Du Juan and Zhang Meiyun exchanged a glance and decided to get up and go find Ma Shufeng to give her a word of advice. Lu Yun glanced at Ma Shufen, and both of them exchanged a warm, understanding smile. ... Country Beauty No. 613, Main Text No. 613 – Update completed!