Miss Village Beauty Chapter 742: The Happiness Brought by the Corn Cobs Chapter 742: The Happiness Brought by the Corn Cobs Lu Yun couldn't help but smile quietly. When he had played pranks on Ma Shufen and Li Xiying using the dogtail grass, he had done so entirely without their knowledge—while they were still asleep. How could they possibly have any resistance? Even if he had played with them while they were awake, their reactions would have made it impossible for them to refuse. Besides, after the fun was over, wouldn't he still have his own real "rescue team" to help them recover? "Hey, Cuihua Aunt, it seems you still don't believe me. Well, in that case, I'll just take today off sick. Go ask Shufen Aunt and Xiying Aunt whether I'm telling the truth. Then, once you return, we'll continue from there." Lu Yun adopted a posture as if he hadn't lied, his eyes fixed on Ma Cuihua, waiting for her response. Ma Cuihua truly wanted to go back and ask, but it seemed a bit hard to justify having Lu Yun take a sick leave just for this matter—especially since his uncle and aunt would likely not agree. Shaking her head, she said, "I'd really like for you to take a sick leave and spend the whole day with me, but your uncle Chengshan has sprained his foot, and soon someone will have to come to work in the fields. Even if you take sick leave, we won't have many opportunities to spend time together doing things. So I'll just follow your suggestion—let's play with the corn cobs." With determination, Ma Cuihua fixed her gaze on the corn cobs in Lu Yun's hands, her face calm and composed, yet her heart was uncertain. All her life, she'd done many things, but never before had she used vegetables like cucumbers, eggplants, or corn cobs. She felt both eager and a little afraid—fear of the unfamiliar. Lu Yun beamed and said, "So, does that mean Miss Cuihua believes me?" "Ma Cuihua nodded. "What else can I do? Once you've brought me into this situation, even if I didn't want to think about you, I simply couldn't avoid it." More comfortable than grass from dog's tail? Ma Cuihua nodded eagerly, then braced herself on both hands, arching her upper body and fully enjoying the soothing sensation of the tufts of hair at the tip of Lu Yun's corn cob. She occasionally murmured or called out, utterly delighted. After Lu Yun passed the corn cob several more times, he noticed that the clear spring water from Ma Cuihua's "water curtain cave" was now flowing steadily, and Ma Cuihua's breathing had become increasingly rapid. Her body gently trembled each time the dark red tufts of hair brushed against the soft entrance of her.