The Country Beauty 193, Main Text 193 The Flirt and the Fierce in the Reeds 193 Lu Yun disappeared into the reed marsh within a blink, and Cuihua’s aunt followed after, dogging her steps, finally stopping outside the reeds, gasping for breath and calling out, “Lu, hurry up and come out! I’ll tell you—according to the village elders, there’s a big snake in this reed marsh that especially feeds on young boys like you, who haven’t even grown a full coat of hair yet. If you don’t come out, I’m telling you, I’ll just go back alone and never look back again. This content is the textual material of Chapter 193 of The Country Beauty 193.” Lu Yun hid within the reeds, chuckling quietly. How ridiculous the story was! She hadn’t heard anything about a big snake from the village elders at all—she just wanted to trick him into coming out so she could grab his little man. Hah! After all, there were only the two of them here. If we didn’t take a chance to tease her a bit, how could we possibly repay her for chasing us Lu Yun settled on his plan, smiling faintly and replied, "Mamie Ma Cuihua, aren't you afraid and hesitant to come in and chase after me? As for the snake, it's not going to eat someone like you—so plump and healthy—anyway. You simply haven't realized that this snake has already taken on the form of a spirit, and it particularly enjoys feasting on wives like you, who look so fresh and delicious with their full, meaty figures." Lu Yun hid himself among the reeds, seeing Ma Cuihua still motionless, and called out again, "Cuihua aunt, you weren't supposed to be comparing my equipment with Liangzi uncle's, right? How come you caught me here, I mean—aren't you, in effect, indirectly acknowledging Liangzi uncle's equipment as superior to mine, this barely grown-up, still hairless boy's? This content is from Chapter 193 of 'Rural Beauty.' " After finishing his call, Lu Yun casually plucked a reed, broke it into a short piece, and held it between his teeth, then quietly moved toward the edge of the reed thicket. Ma Cuihua was indeed hesitating. To weave through such a large reed thicket would surely leave many small scratches on her body. Looking at her own slightly plump but still smooth skin, she found it hard to make up her mind. It was all just a playful jab at Lu Yun—there was no need to risk getting scraped up chasing him. After all, Lu Yun’s manhood wasn’t exactly reliable to begin with. Even if he teased him, it wasn’t anything remarkable. Nearly every man in the Cheng Taijin Village shared the same issue, and Lu Yun’s situation was even worse—he’d definitely collapse under the slightest pressure. “You pest,” Ma Cuihua laughed, ready to swim back. “I won’t hold it against you. Go home and ask your third aunt—does your third uncle’s performance actually work? Then we can talk about my Liangzi.” As soon as Lu Yun spoke, Ma Cuihua immediately stopped her actions, stepping into the water to ponder his words. What did he mean by "backup"? Could it be that Lu Yun’s third aunt had been having an affair outside the home? That didn’t seem likely—she, Ma Cuihua, knew the third aunt well; others might not, but she certainly did. Yet why would Lu Yun, this young man, say that his third aunt had "backup" arrangements? Ma Cuihua racked her brain, struggling to make sense of it. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration struck her, and a bold idea surfaced in her mind. She murmured to herself, “Perhaps something has happened between Lu Yun and his third aunt. Otherwise, why would he say such a thing?” Ma Cuihua thought more and more that this possibility was real. If it truly turned out that way, wouldn't she also find herself getting involved with this young man? While Ma Cuihua's third aunt wasn't likely to cheat on her husband, her inherently restless, spirited nature suggested that her husband simply couldn't satisfy her. If her assumption were correct—that Lu Yun had caught her third aunt's eye—then perhaps Lu Yun was indeed different from the others in the village. Determined to find out, Ma Cuihua decided to test the waters. After all, over the years, she had essentially remained a spinster. In this so-called "monk-village," where men seemed to be cursed, the very thing that could enable a woman to conceive children seemed to be the only thing that could fulfill a woman's needs. "Lu Yun," she said, "even if I want to go in and catch you, at least let me see where you're standing. Otherwise, I'll just plunge in headfirst, wandering around aimlessly, making a mess of things for myself—surely that would be a source of unnecessary suffering." Lu Yun reached the reed marsh, poked his head out, and beamed with a cheerful smile. "Cuihua Aunt, I'm right here. Come on, grab me!" This content is the text from Chapter 193 of "Rural Beauty." Seeing Lu Yun's awkward expression, Ma Cuihua laughed heartily. "You're such a clumsy kid! Your third aunt has chosen you as a backup candidate. Watch out—when I catch you, I won't let you off easy. Not before I've thoroughly scolded you, this little colorfully-flirtatious lover of your third aunt!" With that, she splashed a trail of water toward Lu Yun. As soon as Lu Yun had spoken those words, he knew trouble was brewing. In his haste, he'd blurted it out—Cuihua Aunt, being a sharp observer, couldn't have missed the implication. But once words are spoken, they're hard to retract. So, rather than hesitate, he decided to go all in—try to win her over and use his strong presence to keep her quiet. Seeing that Ma Cuihua had indeed grasped the meaning of her words, Lu Yun beamed and said, "Madam Cuihua, shall I also be your backup? I'm definitely much more capable than Liangzi uncle—guaranteed to give you that ethereal, heavenly sensation you've never experienced before." A warm glow stirred within Ma Cuihua's heart. Lu Yun's words not only confirmed her own intuition but clearly hinted at something more personal. With a joyful spring in her step, she swam toward him, laughing and scolding, "Well then, you little rascal! You've been secretly doing things with your uncle and aunt, now you're trying to take advantage of me too! Today, you're not getting off easy!" Seeing Ma Cuihua swim toward him, Lu Yun smiled brightly and said, "Madam Cuihua, all I said is true. Just don't let me catch you when you try to catch me!" As he spoke, he drew back slightly, slipping into the reeds. From Ma Cuihua’s words just now, Lu Yun didn’t hear a single mention of her intending to go complain to her uncle. Instead, faced with his teasing, she not only remained calm but grew even more eager to pursue him. Lu Yun was certain that Ma Cuihua would soon become his next target. Thinking of the two striking weapons at her chest, he felt a quiet surge of satisfaction. The reed marsh often sees visitors coming to harvest reeds. Once you enter, a series of slender water channels snake through the marsh like water serpents following the current. Ma Cuihua followed the water patterns left by Lu Yun and swam deeper into the reed marsh. Suddenly, a water serpent coiled itself around her arm, startling her. She spat, reached out, grasped the snake’s tail, and with a swift arm motion, sent it spiraling off into the distance. “Lu Yun,” she said, “now that there’s no one else around, come out—there’s something I’d like to ask you.” Ma Cuihua was certain that Lu Yun was hiding somewhere nearby. This obnoxious young man had brought him all the way here—clearly with ulterior motives. It was exactly what she'd wanted, so she had no intention of chasing him any further. Indeed, Lu Yun was concealed just beyond Ma Cuihua in the reeds. Upon hearing her words, he hesitated a moment before deciding to first test her before responding. He then quietly positioned himself near Ma Cuihua, observing the scene as the text of Chapter 193 of "Rural Beauty" unfolded beneath the water surface. "Lu Yun, come out quickly!" Ma Cuihua waited for a while without seeing him, suspecting that he might be deliberately playing games with her, and grew slightly irritated. A slender reed stem, only a short portion above the water, moved silently toward her, leaving a faint, long ripple across the surface. Ma Cuihua was growing increasingly impatient when she suddenly felt something brush against her left leg in the water. Before she could react, a pair of hands reached around her waist and, with a sudden pull, slid her floral panties all the way down to her feet. Startled, she cried out, "Lu Yun—are you playing tricks on me?" As she said "ghost," her face paled. It was no uncommon occurrence for people to drown in this river every year—perhaps a ghost or a water spirit had indeed emerged to claim victims. She remembered a well-known suitor from the Liu family, who had drowned here just the year before. Only his clothes were found along the riverbank; his body had vanished without a trace. What if his spirit remained here, now haunting the river as a water ghost? Then she herself might be taken over by such a ghost. With this thought, she called out Lu Yun's name several times, and hurried toward the reeds. Lu Yun had swum ahead and suddenly surfaced, laughing heartily, "Cuihua Aunt, look at this!" "Her arm swung high, and in her hands she clutched Ma Cuihua's floral panties. Ma Cuihua looked at the sight, furious, and swam over to Lu Yun, launching a scolding: 'You nearly scared me to death, you little scamp! I thought I was going to be haunted by a water spirit!' She gave Lu Yun a solid slap on the head—though not too hard. This time, Lu Yun didn't dodge; he took the slap squarely, waving the floral panties in his hands and smiling brightly. 'There's no water spirit here,' he said, 'only a little lusty fellow and a hungry, thirsty female wolf.' Ma Cuihua, calmed down, laughed and scolded back, 'You dare call me a female wolf? How could I possibly be that lusty?' Then she raised her hand again, ready to strike. But this time, Lu Yun stuck out his tongue and dove straight into the water, disappearing. Ma Cuihua smiled with grace. Clearly, this young fellow has her well and truly outwitted. Well then, let's see what you've got—what will it take to make you catch the attention of my third sister?" Ma Cuihua's thoughts had not yet settled when she felt her legs caught, and instinctively struggled, regaining her freedom. Just as she had begun to feel a bit disappointed, a magical hand suddenly brushed against her intimate area, sending an unusual sensation through her—her body, still submerged in water, involuntarily shivered. ... Country Beauty 193, Main Text 193 The Colorful Rogue and the Lovers in the Reeds Updated!