Miss Village Beauty 816, Main Text 816 Chapter 816: The Scheme Succeeds Lian's subtle movements caught Lu Yun's eye, and she was secretly delighted—seems there's more to gain than expected. Though she suppressed her excitement, she casually asked, "Miss Xinlan, where have the mosquitoes bitten you?" "Have you any business to attend to? Go on, scratch your own itch!" Miss Xinlan scolded, straightening her posture with a determined effort, as if to see how long Lu Yun could endure. Lu Yun couldn't help but smile at the back of her mind, imagining Miss Xinlan's secret spot—some hidden area—being mercilessly bitten by mosquitoes, her hands constantly scratching, until she finally had to resort to using her mouth. "Higher up, please," Miss Xinlan said, straightening her body. "Hmm, higher up—now I can finally linger comfortably on the edge of your dress band!" "Actually, not there," Miss Xinlan said, then paused. Lu Yun was surprised, "Miss Xinlan, I've followed your instructions precisely—how could I be mistaken?" "Exactly—I said it's not there Immediately, Fei Xīnlán's words confirmed Lu Yun's guess. With a touch of bash, she said, "The middle part beneath the cover strap feels itchy—like I've been bitten by a mosquito." Lu Yun nodded once, showing he understood, and promptly launched into the tickling action. He extended his hand beneath the cover strap. Lu Yun quietly sighed—how tight it was—while Fei Xīnlán, in response to his movement, gasped, "Slow down, the front part is paining me..." Lu Yun nearly burst out laughing. It seemed Fei Xīnlán's two plush cotton balls were particularly full, leaving hardly any space at all. With his hand being forced through, he naturally caused discomfort to the two soft cushions at the front. "What now?" Lu Yun held back a smile as he asked, his fingers beneath the sash already growing restless—appearing to be helping Tie Xinlan scratch, yet in reality gently caressing her smooth, delicate skin. Tie Xinlan hesitated, uncertainly saying, “Unfasten the sash, but don’t dare to have any other intentions toward me.” Lu Yun immediately pledged his promise, swiftly unfastening the sash around Tie Xinlan. He silently praised himself—what a relief! One step closer to his goal. Indeed, it was the very essence of “perseverance pays off.” Inside, he was already howling with excitement, both hands now working in unison, vigorously scratching at the supposed itch on her back. “Alright, alright, that’s enough,” Tie Xinlan said, her irritation fading under the continuous scratching. “If you keep doing this, I’ll never recognize my back again.” Lu Yun stopped his movements at her words, yet did not withdraw his hands. “Done,” he said, “but you still haven’t pulled your hands away?” Tianxin Lan gradually sensed something was off and warned, "You promised not to have any hidden intentions toward me! Otherwise, I'll give you a solid slap—well, a solid one!" By now, even though Tianxin Lan's iron palm had been landing on Lu Yun's head, he no longer cared. After enduring so long, it was finally time to reap the rewards. Without waiting for Tianxin Lan to finish her sentence, Lu Yun suddenly extended both hands, quite by chance catching Tianxin Lan's two proud, full breasts. The softness under his hands and the smooth, pleasant sensation of her back skin against his palms made him involuntarily hum softly. "What are you doing? Did I just turn cold on you?" Tianxin Lan was suddenly attacked and instinctively shouted in protest. "Heartlan sister, don't you worry that Huazǐ uncle will hear you?" Lu Yun said softly beside Iron Xinlan's ear, then bit gently onto the soft lobe. Xinlan's body jolted suddenly—where she hadn't expected to be bitten by mosquitoes, the sensation now became increasingly unbearable, tinged with an intense itch. She couldn't help murmuring, "Lu Yun, please stop! I'm really uncomfortable!" Lu Yun lightly bit the lobe of her ear, speaking in a muffled tone, "Xinlan姐, I know you're uncomfortable, so I came to help. Look, these two peanuts have already become so firm—how much more should I add?" Inspired by Lu Yun's words, Xinlan slightly resisted before yielding softly, allowing Lu Yun to continue. The two proud, full-bodied parts in his hands grew firmer and firmer, and her whole body warmed up. Under this slightly humid summer night, sweat soon beaded across both of them. "Xinlan姐, those pesky mosquitoes," Lu Yun murmured, "seem to be biting not only where I've rubbed, but everywhere else too?" "Now that Lü Yun has basically taken control of Ti Xinlan, he gently bites and presses, unable to help but asking, 'Where exactly?' Ti Xinlan feels a tingling sensation in her mind as Lü Yun handles her, blushing and slightly panting, saying, 'You've been asked—how embarrassing! That little mosquito could even reach that spot!' 'Which spot? Does it feel itchy?" Lu Yun seized the momentum, capitalizing on the moment when Tie Xinlan was deeply enchanted, and pressed forward to achieve his goals. Tie Xinlan blushed, extending her slender, jade-like fingers and gently tapping the area below her abdomen, shyly saying, "Even with my clothes on, I've been bitten here—these mosquitoes..." As to what the mosquitoes were doing, Tie Xinlan couldn't quite put into words. Yet as Lu Yun's hands and lips grew increasingly swift and gentle, the spots that had been bitten became almost unbearable. She suddenly grabbed Lu Yun's hand, which was still holding her with that proud, full grace, and placed it firmly beneath her abdomen, urgently requesting, "Lu Yun, scratch me there—my skin is itchy, it's unbearable!" A lady of beauty rarely refused when asked—Lu Yun had been eager for this moment all along, so how could he possibly decline? He whispered, "Miss Xinlan, just lie down and relax. I'll scratch you gently. Sitting like this feels awkward." Nodding shyly, Tie Xinlan settled into a flat position. The once proud, full curves that Lu Yun had just released now swayed gently with her rapid breaths. While Lu Yun continued to scratch