Rural Peach Luck Crazy Doctor

Upon hearing Ma Xiaoqin's words, Zhang Shuhui was suddenly at a loss for words.

Now, it was like being caught red-handed by each other: she had been caught, but she had also caught Ma Xiaoqin and Chu Dazhuang in a significant scandal.

However, Zhang Shuhui was a hardened character who had weathered many storms; besides, she was a whole generation older than them. Hooking up with the village head required more than just a good figure, it needed a sharp tongue as well.

"Oh my, Ma Xiaoqin, you really have no shame, biting back like that."

Zhang Shuhui sneered and did not respond to Ma Xiaoqin's challenge, opting instead to subtly change the subject.

After speaking, she snorted coldly. Although the blush had not yet faded from her face, she crossed her arms over her chest, her bosom protruding like little hills.

Her body heaved dramatically, like a woman who refused to be reasonable.

"Humph."

Zhang Shuhui raised her eyebrows and, not waiting for Ma Xiaoqin to speak again, she launched her own attack.

"I wonder who, even when caught in the act, won't admit it."

"Ma Xiaoqin, oh Ma Xiaoqin."

She turned her head cockily, giving Ma Xiaoqin a provoking look.

"Getting married and still messing around here with other men, how shameless."

As she spoke, she placed her hands on her hips triumphantly. Despite this, she felt a bit insecure deep down.

After all, Ma Xiaoqin wouldn't have said such a thing unless she had caught Zhang Shuhui in the act with Ma Xiaoqin's dad.

Now, she was only trying to cover up her insecurity by leveling accusations and planning a quick escape.

But Ma Xiaoqin was feisty too and was no pushover.

At those words, Ma Xiaoqin immediately returned a disdainful sneer.

"Heh, the pot calling the kettle black. Everyone in the village knows who the real hussy is."

Ma Xiaoqin, arms folded, adopted the same stance to counter Zhang Shuhui.

Her fiery nature was also well-known in the village, making her an infamous spitfire, so she didn't back down in this confrontation.

Behind her, Chu Dazhuang was about to jump into the fray when he saw Ma Xiaoqin and Zhang Shuhui in their heated exchange. He decided to instead enjoy the spectacle.

"Oh dear, Xiao Qin, the affairs of us elders naturally have their own reasons and considerations, let's just leave it at that," Zhang Shuhui sneered, dismissing the issue.

After the first wave of her offensive had failed to give her an upper hand, Zhang Shuhui immediately launched a second assault, nonchalantly shifting the blame.

No matter what, she had lived for so many years and couldn't just let some youngster lecture her.

"As for you, Ma Xiaoqin, you're about to get married, and here you are, blatantly seeking out other men."

While saying this, Zhang Shuhui glanced slyly over at Chu Dazhuang standing behind her.

She really despised Chu Dazhuang.

Roving around the village every day like a stray dog.

"Why did you have to choose that person, of all people?"

"Humph, humph."

Zhang Shuhui sneered twice, pleased to see her words turn Ma Xiaoqin's face alternating between red and white. She firmly decided on her course of action.

Just then seemed like a good time for her to slip away. After all, their getting caught in the act had no evidence since no one saw it, but Ma Xiaoqin and Chu Dazhuang had darted into the temple. Once she spread the word, even without saying what they were up to, people would start assuming the worst.

Besides, weren't they planning to do that very thing anyway?

With this in mind, Zhang Shuhui turned to leave, but just as she was about to go, she saw a robust figure flash in front of her.

Zhang Shuhui paused, looking up at the figure towering like a small mountain, and involuntarily swallowed hard.

"Chu... Dazhuang."

Her voice trembled as she spoke, and under the faint night sky, she looked at Chu Dazhuang's almost-smiling expression and felt a little intimidated.

"Are you going to stop me?"

Zhang Shuhui's eyes whirled around, and she immediately began to ask questions, but upon hearing her interrogation, Chu Dazhuang chuckled softly.

"I certainly can't stop you, just have some things I want to get clarified."

"Things?"

Zhang Shuhui was taken aback, but upon reflection, she knew that Chu Dazhuang wasn't asking about anything good.

"What things?"

Though Chu Dazhuang looked simple and honest on the surface, he was anything but foolish inside.

"Ma Xiaoqin and I were out for a stroll when we heard some noise from the ruined temple, so we came over to take a look."

Chu Dazhuang said this with a naive chuckle.

"After arriving, I saw your face all flushed, and right when I entered, I saw a shadowy figure sneakily run out."

After finishing, Chu Dazhuang feigned confusion and turned his head to glance at Ma Xiaoqin.

"Xiao Qin, don't you think so? Why do I find this figure somewhat familiar?"

"Oh, oh!"

Ma Xiaoqin instantly caught on and heaved a sigh.

"Ah, it is familiar indeed, feels like someone you never see looking down but always bump into looking up, doesn't it?"

Zhang Shuhui at the door was rendered flushed and pale in turn by their back-and-forth that was mockingly comedic.

She raised her head and saw Chu Dazhuang's harmless look, her face turning from red to white once more.

While Zhang Shuhui was blushing, Chu Dazhuang was constantly eyeing the peaks on her chest.

"You little scamp! What are you looking at!"

Zhang Shuhui's face turned red, although she had aged, she had maintained herself well, and her current state of unsatisfied desire heightened her mature allure even more.

"I remembered, why does he look so much like the village head?"

Seeing Zhang Xiuhui's embarrassed anger, Chu Dazhuang chuckled, talking to himself.

This question left Zhang Shuhui completely dumbfounded.

She wasn't afraid of Ma Xiaoqin, but she did fear Chu Dazhuang, the street ruffian. With nothing to lose and his simple-minded nature, she was truly unsure about what he might or might not say.

Right then, Zhang Shuhui softened.

"The one with bare feet is not afraid of the one with shoes."

"Chu Dazhuang, let's just say I was wrong, and pretend I never came here."

She swiveled her eyes in a circle, and began to speak with a smile, her words also a few degrees more ingratiating.

"Ah, what are you talking about?"

Chu Dazhuang acted as though he hadn't caught on yet, but his eyes had already wandered several times over Zhang Shuhui's body.

Upon closer inspection, he realized that Zhang Shuhui's figure was truly voluptuous.

"But aunty,"

Chu Dazhuang began with a naive smile if one were to mention it, Chu Dazhuang would also address her as "aunty."

"If you want us to keep quiet, that's fine by me. Just a moment ago, I saw that you weren't satisfied, and as it happens, I've got a bellyful of fire with nowhere to channel it."

Saying this, he chuckled naively and licked his lips.

These words immediately left Zhang Shuhui flustered, her already restless heart growing agitated once more.

This was a young and vigorous lad! Who knows how much more formidable he could be compared to the old man Ma Decai!

If this were to happen...

The thought alone was something she dared not entertain.

Zhang Shuhui then put on a coy demeanor, biting her lower lip gently, not saying another word, with her hands on Chu Dazhuang's huge penis.