Rural Beauty 7621, Main Text 762 – First Time 762 Chapter First Time Li Qiezi smiled and said, "Cuihua, you've ruined so much of my corn—there must be some compensation. This little undergarment is your payment for the damage. As for your husband, Chengshan—well, that's not something I'm concerned about. Even if he finds out, I'll be honest, and honestly, I won't cause any serious trouble." As soon as Li Qiezi finished speaking, Ma Cuihua grew anxious and exclaimed, "Li brother, if you're going to do that, then when my husband asks about it, what will we say?" Li Qiezi looked at the slightly soiled undergarment in his hands and chuckled, "Cuihua, don't blame me for not reminding you earlier. If I tell Chengshan that you stole from my cornfield, what will be the consequence for a man? Or will it be worse if you give me this little undergarment?" Li Qiao's words carried a clear tone of threat. Ma Cuihua merely wanted to reclaim her daughter-in-law, so that her own husband wouldn't have to witness the scene and be forced to intervene—imagine her husband standing before Li Qiao, as solid and imposing as a mountain of flesh, capable of crushing Li Qiao under his weight. Lu Yun watched quietly from a distance, observing Ma Cuihua and Li Qiao closely. When Ma Cuihua suddenly collapsed, Lu Yun almost found himself eager to rush forward. But upon seeing that Ma Cuihua wasn't seriously injured and that Li Qiao didn't take the opportunity to act against her, he settled down and began to observe their movements carefully. Yet one thing puzzled Lu Yun: why had Ma Cuihua, seemingly in perfect health, suddenly collapsed? Was it due to nervousness, startled upon first seeing Li Qiao? Though this time she had indeed come out on the weaker side, could it be that Ma Cuihua's psychological defenses had been completely shattered by the two beams of bright light that suddenly flashed from Li Qiaozi's cloudy eyes just now? When Li Qie had previously raised his voice and turned to look at Ma Cuihua, Lu Yun had noticed the gleam in his eyes—then his heart had leapt with surprise, realizing that Li Qie was no ordinary man. For safety’s sake, Lu Yun changed his hiding spot and quietly moved to a side position. As for Ma Cuihua, the relentless pressure from Li Qie had nearly driven her to the brink of collapse. How could this thin, lanky man with a crooked leg, resembling a donkey, dare to threaten her so? If not for the fear that her impetuous husband might crush this elderly man under his fury, Ma Cuihua would have already stormed out in rage. "Cuihua, I'm doing this for your own good," Li Qie said. "By taking your innermost secrets, I'm giving you a warning—next time you cheat on me, be more careful. Don't leave any traces, especially physical evidence." As he spoke, Li Qie reached out to help Ma Cuihua rise from her seated position. Though deeply resentful, Ma Cuihua could not yet launch her full fury—she still held the upper hand in this moment. Only after this matter "Actually, Ma Cuihua pushed aside Li Qiezi's arm without noticing that, in doing so, she inadvertently guided his palm toward her chest—just where it was full and prominent. 'Cuihua, what are you doing? Did you see me earlier working on the gray machine and suddenly get excited, wanting to charm me?'" Li Qiezi's dry, withered hands greedily clutched at Ma Cuihua's full, never letting go. With his mouth open, he revealed a full set of yellowish teeth. Ma Cuihua had originally been curious about Li Qiezi's rather unimpressive member—the sturdy, upright shaft that rose straight from his crotch, even when she had fallen to the ground, causing a flutter of excitement in her heart. However, after being so openly and directly threatened by Li Qiezi, Ma Cuihua's mind, previously shaken by the intensity of his gaze, quickly regained its composure, replaced now by her bold, spirited nature. Hearing Li Qiezi's words, Ma Cuihua felt as though she wanted to spit right in his face, angrily retorting, "Li Qiezi, what evidence do you have that I've been unfaithful? You keep calling me unfaithful—where have you seen me doing it?" Also, hurry up and let go of me—otherwise, you know how my husband's temper is! Li Qie chuckled, "Cuihua sister, what's the matter with you? Can you fool everyone else, but not me? Why did I come all the way here? I heard a man and a woman talking. Now that you've shown up as this formidable woman, it confirms my hunch—you've been stealing a man, and he's probably nearby too..." "You're making it up, Li Qie! I'll tell you—suppose I *have* been stealing a man, what proof do you have? Just because you're holding onto my undergarments? Think about it—can't I just turn around and accuse you of forcibly taking my maidenhood? Do you really believe that?" Ma Cuihua stared wide-eyed, shouting at Li Qiaozi nonstop. Though a bit unreasonable, she had no choice now—otherwise, being threatened by this old, stubborn, lame man would make her feel humiliated. Unless... Ma Cuihua hadn't yet come up with an alternative. Li Qiaozi then smiled and said, "Cuihua, you're going all out—playing it to the death. Isn't it just a small piece of lingerie? How much did you pay for it? I've already offered you ten times that price, and I haven't even released the goods yet. I'm holding it back, making you keep using your own lingerie to comfort yourself." Ma Cuihua exclaimed anxiously, "Then that won't do! I'll give you my lingerie—anything else, I'll agree to." On hearing this, Li Qiaozi's eyes lit up with delight. "Really?" he asked. "Ma Cuihua just wants to get hold of the young lady as soon as possible and leave Li Qiezi's sight—without hesitation, she nodded: 'Really, Mother, I don't need to deceive you, a man with a limp.' Li Qiezi didn't mind Ma Cuihua's slight disrespect. His entire attention was now fully focused on Ma Cuihua's full-bodied figure, especially on the lush, softness he was holding in his hands—the softness and elasticity were so remarkable that Li Qiezi was amazed. 'I never knew women's bodies could be so soft,' he thought. 'It's astonishing—this entire life of mine has been so far from perfect.' Thinking of his own rather unimpressive condition, Li Qie felt both proud and pained. If it weren't for having to keep that thing, how many village girls and young women would have fallen in love with him and chosen him? Now, however… With a helpless shake of his head, Li Qie looked utterly resigned. Ma Cuihua noticed this and assumed that Li Qie was backing out again, failing to keep his word. She immediately urged, "Li Qie, you can't keep changing your mind now! You've been feeling it all along—how could you still hesitate to return that little one to me?" "Hey, Cuifa, I've been touching you, but I can't just take advantage of you without doing something in return, can I? You've been standing by, watching all this, never actually giving it a try. Come on, for fairness' sake, I, Li Qiezi—the one with the limp—also want you to give me a go. After that, I'll return your little inner part to you. Honestly, I'm genuinely afraid that Cheng Shan, that big guy, might come after me for this." While continuously massaging and caressing the supple, proud, full-bodied form of Ma Cuifa, Li Qiezi reached out and presented his sturdy, dark, impressive jinling. Suddenly, things took a turn for the better. Before Ma Cuifa could even feel happy, she immediately noticed a thick, dark, magnificent jinling standing right before her. Earlier, from a distance, she had only seen Li Qiezi's member as unusually long. Now, up close, it seemed as though magic had been cast upon her—her eyes were wide and fixed, staring at the jinling, its prominent veins bulging, ugly and intimidating, swaying before her, her mind completely blank, forgetting "Li Qia, with a patient and gentle demeanor, casually brought Ma Cuihua's inner thighs to his nose and deeply inhaled, his face utterly enchanted, as though the lively, bustling scent there had completely captivated him. 'Really? Is that possible?' Ma Cuihua stared at Li Qia, utterly incredulous. How could such a dry, frail old man be so robust? Her voice was dreamy and hesitant. Li Qia chuckled warmly, firmly squeezed Ma Cuihua's proud, full form, and nodded. 'I've already brought it out—how could I possibly retract it now? Cuihua, you're the very first woman in our village to have seen this, aren't you? Isn't that exciting and fortunate for you?' Hearing Li Qia's somewhat unashamed remarks, Ma Cuihua nodded unconsciously. She looked up at Li Qia's puzzled, uncertain smile and asked, 'Li brother, you're actually quite tall—why haven't you married anyone yet?' Li Qiao's expression darkened, yet this old man had so little flesh on his face that unless one looked closely, one wouldn't notice any change in his complexion. With a slight twitch at the corners of his mouth, he smiled weakly, saying, "Having a wife constantly chattering in my ear, always making me miserable—nothing but quiet peace when I'm alone." Ma Cuihua nodded in agreement, and with trembling hands, reached out to grasp the thick, nearly as wide as a young man's arm, animal member. She swallowed hard, dryly, her heart nearly leaping into her throat.