Lü Yun was startled by Xiao Huan's sudden move and quickly turned his face aside, avoiding the soft, white, gently trembling part that swayed with her breathing. He lowered his voice, in a rush, saying, "Miss Xiao Huan, what are you doing? Hurry up and put on your clothes! If Yu Ying sees you like this, she might misunderstand the content of this chapter of 'Rural Beauty 933.' " But Xiao Huan giggled softly, leaning close to Lü Yun and whispering, "Are you afraid now? Are you still soft and limp?" I'll take a look. If it really is like that, then the iron bar I caught earlier must have been just a fantasy—my own delusion, caused by being utterly consumed with longing for a man. Hahahaha...” Previously, Land Yun had found Xiao Huan’s voice pleasant and melodious, but now, listening to her, he felt an eerie sensation, his skin prickling all over. As the two soft, surprisingly elastic objects pressed against his back, he instinctively shifted his position. Yet, as soon as he moved, he stopped immediately, closing his eyes and saying, “Miss Xiao Huan, even if it’s an iron bar, it can’t be pressed like this.” "Yet Xiao Huan had spoken, insisting on testing whether Lu Yun's equipment was still soft and limp. Right then, without Lu Yun's awareness, she caught him off guard. As Lu Yun shifted his body, he realized his equipment was once again firmly held in her grasp—seeming to be pulled right out of his body as he moved. Though it wasn't painful, it was his very life source. He had promised his younger brother that he would never again endure such womanly treatment. Now, however, Xiao Huan seemed completely indifferent to his feelings, holding his equipment tightly and laughing playfully: 'What's wrong? You don't want to do it with me, do you? Don't tell me you haven't had your share of pleasure yet. Don't tell me you haven't experienced the gray machine's content—Chapter 933, the rural beauty.' 'Uh... actually, no, I haven't!' On this point, Lu Yun could certainly boast proudly to Xiao Huan. He'd never actually used a gray machine—seems like it was his very first time doing so, back when he was with his third aunt, Hao Donglian. But lately, Aunt Hao has seemed less enthusiastic and proactive. Nevertheless, through his own efforts, he's managed to bring her back to the way she used to treat him. "No, I don't need a gray machine. After all, at my age, why would I need one?" Lu Yun shook his head firmly. After all, with so many beautiful women around him, what could possibly be the need for a five-fingered lady to help him out? Xiao Huan furrowed her brows. "Impossible! You're so tall and substantial—how could you have never used a gray machine? Either you have many women around you, or I simply won't believe you." Lu Yun smiled. "That's exactly what you said. But, Xiao Huan sister, could you please move those two soft, squishy things away a bit? Right now, they're pressing against me, and it's making me feel quite uncomfortable. "Xiao Huan laughed softly, 'I think it's quite comfortable. Haha, by the way, you're quite steady for someone your age—most boys your age would have already started eating the food in their hands by now.' Lu Yun glanced at her, then smiled gently and asked, 'Miss Xiao Huan, do you have any "nai shui er"?' Xiao Huan was taken aback and immediately snapped, 'What nonsense! I haven't given birth myself—how could I possibly have "nai shui er"? Are you trying to make me look foolish?' Lu Yun couldn't help but shrink slightly, the two warm, soft clumps on her back now slightly deforming. With a chuckle, she said, 'Miss Xiao Huan, if you don't have any "nai shui er," then what's the point of eating anything at all?' Hearing Lu Yun's words, Xiao Huan suddenly had a sudden realization, like a revelation. She quickly turned Lu Yun's body around and gave her a mischievous smile, 'Now tell me—aren't you actually thinking of eating Yu Ying's "nai zi"?'" Lu Yun shook her head vigorously, insisting, "Don't say that, Little Huan姐—this absolutely can't be said at random. It would seriously damage Yu Ying's reputation. As a woman, you must understand: a woman values her personal purity above everything else. It mustn't be said, mustn't be said!" To her surprise, however, Little Huan didn't find Lu Yun's words convincing at all. She rolled her eyes and said, "How can it not be said? Aside from those young girls still growing up, who among the women here dares to claim she's truly pure? Do you really think I'm an exception, showing embarrassment and trying to do something with you in front of me? No, I'm simply giving up—after all, the men in the village are all afraid of me. If they're afraid of me, then let them be afraid to the very core. Men have long been known to play with women—why shouldn't women play with men as well? I've decided never to marry. Why should I hesitate or hold back and live a life of compromise?" Lu Yun was startled by Xiao Huan's words, never expecting such an enthusiastic and bold idea from this graceful woman. Blushing slightly, she said, "Xiao Huan sister, with your appearance, finding a good man shouldn't be difficult at all. Why go to such lengths? After all, a woman's life is truly complete only when she has a man she can rely on." Xiao Huan gave a slight sniff, yet a touch of surprise flashed in her eyes—she hadn't expected Lu Yun to express such thoughtful words of encouragement. With a soft sigh, she spoke in a tone that even she found pitiful: "My reputation has already spread far and wide. How could any man dare to take me? Moreover, even if they do take me, which man would willingly give up a whole field of flourishing flowers for just a fading bloom?" As she spoke, Xiao Huan suddenly smiled at Lu Yun in a rather odd, mysterious way. "Lu Yun, have you heard from Yu Ying sister about something I'd like to share?" "Seeing Xiao Huan's mysterious expression, Lu Yun glanced at her with a look of curiosity and shook her head, saying, 'What's going on? I've only just met you today. Miss Yu Ying never mentioned anything about the village to me before.' Upon seeing that Lu Yun wasn't pretending, Xiao Huan turned to look at the doorway and then smiled at Lu Yun, saying, 'I'll be honest with you—every man who's shared a bed with me, after he finishes the 'thing' and lets the water flow out, never wants to see or touch any other woman again.' Lu Yun suddenly understood. This had just come to him when he was helping Miss Yu Ying with the children outside the house, but now that the matter had been settled, Lu Yun couldn't avoid the impression that Xiao Huan might have misunderstood Miss Yu Ying. So, to avoid any misunderstanding, he had to act as if he didn't know anything. He looked at Xiao Huan with a look of confusion, asking, 'Miss Xiao Huan, what exactly is going on here?'" "Xiao Huan combed through her thoughts and suddenly said, with a deep sense of sorrow, 'No man who has shared my bed has ever recovered after intercourse. The already frail part—what's left of the manhood—never rises again once it's placed in my well. No matter what I do, it never stands up, let alone when he's engaged with another woman, or even with my own women. Heh, I've often wondered—am I, perhaps, sent by heaven to punish those men who are always fickle and unfaithful?'” Lu Yun naturally knew the answer well in advance, but hearing it spoken by Xiao Huan herself, the tone of resignation and sorrow in her voice stirred something deep within him. It wasn't that Xiao Huan lacked suitors—rather, no man dared to touch her body at all. Consider this: no matter how beautiful she might be, or how passionate she might be during intimate moments, even if the men who shared her bed were willing to fall for that intensity, how many of them could bear the thought of knowing that, once their bodies entered Xiao Huan’s, they would soon become eunuchs? Lu Yun found it hard to imagine. Seeing Lu Yun’s expression of astonishment, one might have been at a loss for words. Xiao Huan, on the other hand, smiled gently. "Honestly, it's not such a big deal. At least now, I'm alone, with few people hovering around me. Back then, when no one knew, I was never short of admirers." This content is from Chapter 933 of the novel "Rural Beauty." Lu Yun nodded slowly, unsure of what to say next. "Alright, it's my own matter. What's the point of you holding that expression? Are you trying to make fun of me?" Xiao Huan smiled softly,掩嘴, yet in her bright eyes, there sparkled a quiet loneliness—only she could read it, a woman's quiet loneliness. Lu Yun smiled awkwardly. Everyone had their own concerns. If Xiao Huan could see it through, then why should he worry so much? Calming himself, he said, "Miss Xiao Huan, if you're truly doing what you've said—wanting to do this with me—isn't that a bit like deliberately making things difficult for me? After all, I'm still so young. Do you really expect me to never fulfill my duty of having children and still hand over my entire life to you?" "Good heavens, how could I possibly have meant to hurt you? It's all your fault—your persistent little schemer! Every time I see you, you keep glancing at my chest, your eyes darting around like a hawk. That's why I've had to tease you so much. Even if you wanted to do something more intimate with me, I'd never let you stick your equipment right into my well—such a thing I simply wouldn't do!" Xiao Huan gave a light slap on Lu Yun's abdomen and chuckled softly. "Lu Yun, would you like to know how I came to discover that my well can turn men into living eunuchs?" This was precisely the question Lu Yun had been wondering about. Yet, since it was so personal to Xiao Huan, he didn't want to show his curiosity too openly. Now, with Xiao Huan herself bringing it up, it perfectly matched Lu Yun's thoughts. He shook his head and said, "Let's not go into it, Huan. Perhaps it's better if you keep it as just one of your little secrets, tucked away in your heart?" "What's so special about it? To you, it's a secret, but to me and to everyone else in the village—men, women, old and young—it's just a minor matter everyone has known all along, nothing to hide. Xiao Huan spoke with a touch of self-deprecation. How could anyone remain indifferent when a woman's reputation was being whispered about behind her back? If it hadn't been for the passage of time and the gradual acceptance of the villagers, who would have believed that such rumors would fade away? Without that time, Xiao Huan wasn't sure how much longer she could keep up. Since Xiao Huan said that, Lu Yun nodded in agreement and said, "Xiao Huan, then tell us." ... Rural Beauty 933, Main Text 933 – Xiao Huan's Disclosure Completed!