The Country Beauty, Chapter 729: Teasing Ma Cuihua Chapter 729: Teasing Ma Cuihua "When did I ever say I'd give you the stick?" As Ma Cuihua was at her most flushed and excited, Lu Yun suddenly said this, striking her like a sudden, heavy blow. Ma Cuihua froze completely, utterly stunned. After a long pause, she exclaimed, "Lu Yun, you've been playing tricks on me all along!" Her voice carried a deep surge of anger. Lu Yun chuckled, "Madam Cuihua, when have I ever played tricks on you? You just keep assuming things. Have I ever said I wanted to do anything special with you?" Ma Cuihua went through every conversation she had with Lu Yun after Su Maoxiao left, and it seemed as though she had been steadily enticing Lu Yun all along—yet this persistent young man had never once agreed to share intimacy with her. Though Lu Yun had never explicitly said he wanted to be physically involved, Ma Cuihua couldn’t help but feel deeply frustrated, blazing with indignation and saying, “If you don’t want me to do anything, then why did you ask me to take off my skirt and show it to you? And what are you doing now?” Lu Yun held up a tuft of dogtail grass and said, “I’m playing with the crickets.” "Let's compare ourselves to crickets." Ma Cuihua remained utterly silent. Lu Yun, this persistent young fool, had actually likened himself to a cricket. Upon reflection, she realized that he had indeed been amusing her all along. Yet, though she thought this, how could she admit it aloud? She scolded, "What nonsense are you talking about? Where in this place could there be crickets to entertain you? You're clearly playing a trick on me!" Lu Yun didn't argue. He gently brushed the dogtail grass against the two soft, inviting doors of Ma Cuihua's dwelling. Instantly, Ma Cuihua emitted a soft, involuntary sigh, as alluring as before. "Hey, Aunt Cuihua," Lu Yun said, "aren't those two dark, solid doors of your entrance just two crickets?" "I merely gave the grass a gentle tap or two, and already the cricket's owner was unable to contain her frustration..." Before Lu Yun finished speaking, Ma Cuihua felt an endless sense of humiliation. With a loud cry, she leaped up from the ground, barely managing to fasten her undergarments, and launched a powerful Nine Yin White Bone Clutch at Lu Yun, shouting all the while, "You, Lu Yun! I've treated you so well, yet you dare to play me! What more could I have done for you? Why do you treat me this way?" Ma Cuihua was as fierce as a raging tiger—indeed, a furious mother tiger—and the force of her strike was nothing short of impressive. Lu Yun, quick on his feet, darted to the side, and Ma Cuihua's claw landed squarely on his shoulder. Though the attack passed through his clothes, the pain was sharp enough to make Lu Yun grit his teeth and draw sharp, cold breaths, shouting, "Are you really going to hit me?" Ma Cuihua had always been a fiery, explosive personality—she had been patient and accommodating simply so that Lu Yun's stick could rest against her. Now that her face had been completely turned