He swallowed his saliva.
With a calmed heart, Liu Zheng said, "Sister Cui Hua, I don't know what you're talking about."
Hearing his denial, saying he didn't know what the matter was,
Zhao Cuihua smiled but did not rush to expose Liu Zheng's lie.
After all, she wasn't in a hurry.
Moreover, the young man before her eyes seemed quite robust.
It should be noted that although she was nearly ten years older than Liu Zheng,
she had married the son of the village head and hadn't done much heavy work. She also knew how to maintain her looks, so now, if someone said she looked about the same age as Liu Zheng, there would be believers.
Especially considering she hadn't had children, with the deliberate maintenance, she looked as dewy and fresh as if she could drip water.
With her looks, she had bewitched who knows how many elder men in the village.
Of course, this included Liu Zheng among them.
Even for a young man, she was indeed the woman of his dreams.
After this woman got married, her allure was even more enticing than that of a green, inexperienced girl.
Coming closer to Liu Zheng, Zhao Cuihua reached out her fair fingers and tapped his chest, giggling coquettishly, "I really didn't expect our little Zheng, after going out for school these years, to have grown up indeed."
Her fingers brushed across Liu Zheng's chest, and although there was clothing between them, because it was summer, the touch made Liu Zheng's heart flutter.
In that instant, he seemed to recall the confrontation this morning between Zhao Cuihua and the village head at the factory.
Thinking of that scene, he felt a stirring in his lower abdomen.
His previously subsided heat began to rise again at her provocation.
Then, as the feeling surged, Liu Zheng suddenly felt parched and restless with a burning sensation throughout his body.
However.
His reason told him that he absolutely should not mess with the woman before him.
Thinking of this, Liu Zheng wanted to turn and leave.
But just as he started to turn around, Zhao Cuihua cried out softly.
And then,
her body involuntarily lunged towards Liu Zheng.
"Ah?"
Taken aback, Liu Zheng quickly turned his half-turned body back and caught Zhao Cuihua as she was about to fall.
"Sister Cui Hua, what's wrong with you?"
Zhao Cuihua's face showed a sign of pain as she was steadied.
After gaining a bit more stability, she pointed to her right leg and said, "Little Zheng, I don't know why, but my leg suddenly cramped, and it hurts a lot!"
Seeing the cold sweat on her forehead, Liu Zheng then steadied her further.
However, as his eyes caught a glimpse of her smooth, pale thighs, Liu Zheng couldn't help but swallow his saliva twice.
Even though it was night, the moonlight allowed a clearer view of those striking white legs.
But Liu Zheng didn't stare too intently or too long.
"Sister Cui Hua, let's go over there and sit, and I'll take a look at it."
No matter what, Liu Zheng studied medicine.
And in the eyes of the villagers, he was like their village doctor.
At that moment, however, Zhao Cuihua refused to walk over to the nearby stone bench and sit by herself.
"Little Zheng, with my leg cramping like this, I simply can't walk at all, you'll have to carry me over."
"This, is that appropriate?"
Feeling somewhat helpless, Liu Zheng knew that carrying her would cause a stir if the word got out.
"What's wrong with that?"
Unexpectedly, Zhao Cuihua threw a flirtatious look at Liu Zheng, and then, with eyes like autumn waters, cooed seductively, "I really can't walk right now, what's the harm in you carrying me for a bit? Besides, you're a doctor, is it wrong to carry a patient?"
Faced with her argument, Liu Zheng didn't know what to say.
Left with no other choice, he could only sigh and then he picked up Zhao Cuihua.
Zhao Cuihua instinctively wrapped her arms around Liu Zheng's neck, their heads so close that Liu Zheng immediately smelled the fragrance coming from her body.
That scent was intoxicating.
The problem was, in the scorching summer heat, the weather was already a bit stuffy, and now with their skin in close contact, sticking tightly together, it made one feel a surge of heat and energy.
Being a young man in the prime of his life, and with Zhao Cuihua already fascinating enough,
now with their bodies pressed together, his mind was a mess, and the fire in his chest and abdomen was "swooshing" upwards.
Fortunately, the stone bench nearby was only about ten meters away.
Liu Zheng was secretly relieved that he would be able to put down the woman in his arms after just a dozen steps.
But then.
When he got to the stone bench and was about to put Zhao Cuihua down, she spoke up.
"Xiao Zheng, don't do it in the yard, we might be seen, that would be inconvenient!"
Damn it!
Liu Zheng almost cursed out loud. What was up with this woman?
Why didn't she say so earlier, making him walk all those steps for nothing.
The problem wasn't the number of steps, the problem was that the heat he felt was becoming hard to bear.
As for the house Zhao Cuihua mentioned, it must be the clinic near the gate.
Holding his breath, Liu Zheng finally managed to carry Zhao Cuihua into the clinic's room.
Then.
He started massaging Zhao Cuihua, somewhat nervously.
Having been exposed to Chinese medicine and massage from a young age, and now with the heritage from his fairy sister,
after massaging Zhao Cuihua for three or four minutes, the pain from her cramps disappeared.
When the pain entirely subsided, Zhao Cuihua's gaze landed on Liu Zheng.
"Humph! This kid, so serious, how amusing!"
Her mind filled with thoughts, especially as she looked at Liu Zheng's body, felt a heat within her.
Just now, it wasn't just Liu Zheng who felt a burning desire; Zhao Cuihua was also struggling to contain herself.
"You little rascal! You held back the first time, let's see you try to resist a second time."
She knew in her heart that Liu Zheng must have felt very tortured just now, forcing himself to endure.
She sneered inwardly, and then her hand reached toward the hem of her skirt.
Her fingers gently tugged at it twice, and the skirt, already above the knee, was hooked up even higher.
The glaringly white thighs were now almost entirely exposed to the air.
Seeing that Liu Zheng didn't look up, Zhao Cuihua couldn't help but laugh.
"Hey Xiao Zheng, I wanted to ask you something."
"Oh! What is it, Sister Cui Hua? Just ask!"
"Did you see what I was doing with my dad in the village committee's guardroom this morning? There's no need to deny it, I saw very clearly that it was you, ha!"
Upon hearing her words, Liu Zheng's head thundered once again.
Thundering not only because he was shocked that she had clearly seen his face,
but also because his mind involuntarily recalled Zhao Cuihua's bare body at that time.
The bouncing curves of her chest, the whiteness and smoothness of her delicate body, the undulating of her perky buttocks, and the feeling of her delicate pants.
All these were making Liu Zheng's blood boil.
Seeing Liu Zheng turn red-faced and thick-necked, Zhao Cuihua started to laugh0.
"Hehe, Xiao Zheng! Sister won't do you wrong."
Zhao Cuihua's fingers drew circles on Liu Zheng's body, her eyes glistened with a mist, and she spoke softly, "As long as you don't tell anyone about what my dad and I did, I will be yours tonight."
As she spoke, her skirt was lifted even higher, and one of the straps was already slipping off her shoulder.
"How about I make it worth your while tonight?"