Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 112 Morning Exercise

Chapter 112: Chapter 112 Morning Exercise

Although Yang Fan and Wei Juan couldn’t go all the way, the two of them had played just about every trick in the book. Both being aficionados of adult films, they were entirely in sync when it came to being daring in their attempts.

You play with me, I play with you, salivating over each other’s sweetness.

That night, Yang Fan didn’t just try all sorts of things with his hands and mouth, he even used every little thing that could be used in his room on Wei Juan, eliciting endless moans and ceaseless whimpers from her, wetting a large patch of the bedsheet.

Because they did it so many times today, it directly led to Yang Fan staying hard for nearly two hours this time.

Wei Juan joked that her lips had been rubbed raw by Yang Fan.

Although it wasn’t that exaggerated, it was pretty close to the truth.

They played until two in the morning, when Yang Fan finally finished in Wei Juan’s mouth, declaring an end to the night’s activities.

Overtired by Yang Fan that night, Wei Juan rinsed her mouth and didn’t go back to her own room. Instead, she snuggled into Yang Fan’s arms and fell asleep.

This was the first time Yang Fan had slept with a girl’s bare body in his arms, and it felt blissfully happy.

The next day.

It was another day of pouring rain.

The sound of it was as if the sky had been punctured, and the intense patter of the raindrops hitting the banana leaves sounded almost like drumming. Those accustomed to this noise might find such a rainy morning exceptionally peaceful.

But for those who aren’t used to it, they’d definitely find it noisy and uncomfortable.

When Yang Fan woke up, Wei Juan was already gone.

He hadn’t noticed at all when she left.

Lying in bed, listening to the rain outside, he lit a cigarette and indulged in a lazy morning in bed.

Forget about doing anything else in this weather; it was better to just lie comfortably in bed.

Listen to the rain and enjoy a rare leisurely morning.

His mobile phone alarm rang, and when he turned it off, Yang Fan also noticed a message from Gao Lanlan.

He opened it and was astonished.

She had been sending him messages on and off since yesterday afternoon, all the way until after eleven o’clock last night.

The latest message was from this morning just after six.

It was clear that she had an anxious day yesterday.

Although the messages were frequent, the content was lacking substance - they were all asking whether Yang Fan was free and when he’d come over.

"I was too busy yesterday and didn’t check my phone. Just woke up," Yang Fan flicked away the ash and replied to Gao Lanlan’s message.

Ding-dong.

Gao Lanlan replied so fast it was as if she lived inside her phone, instantaneously.

"You, do I really hold no appeal to you? After all that effort, you still stood me up!" Gao Lanlan’s tone was somewhat melancholic, probably hurt by Yang Fan’s act of standing her up.

Yang Fan chuckled to himself. He did want to see just how wild this well-known woman could be, but yesterday had been too busy, and he simply didn’t have time for her.

Yang Fan could hardly believe he’d ever face a day when there were too many women to handle, that he couldn’t keep up.

"It’s not that you’re not attractive. I really was too busy yesterday, and I didn’t get back until late at night," he replied.

"Fine, as long as you’re not disgusted with me. Will you come over today then? I’ll get ready in advance," Gao Lanlan’s message came back swiftly.

"I’ll come over once the rain stops," Yang Fan responded.

He certainly wouldn’t mind good things coming easy.

"Well, why don’t you come over now? There’s such heavy rain, and the store is pretty empty, so it’s convenient," Gao Lanlan replied.

Yang Fan laughed to himself; she was in such a hurry.

She must know that her reputation isn’t the best, so why is she so concerned about being discreet now?

Of course, it could also be that previously the rumors were just that – rumors – and no one had actually seen Gao Lanlan with anyone. But this time, she was caught red-handed by Yang Fan, who had seen everything; it was only natural for her to be nervous.

"I just woke up and I’m still not fully clear-headed. Let me wait a little longer. I need to get ready," Yang Fan sent a message, extinguished his cigarette, and prepared to get out of bed.

He had intended to rest well, but now he couldn’t sleep anymore. It was more important to deal with Gao Lanlan.

A morning workout might be in order.

Ding-dong.

Suddenly a photo came in with the caption, "Is this more awakening?"

Yang Fan’s eyes brightened instantly as he saw it.

This woman was truly straightforward.

Pictures without a word!

The photo was of her pulling her neckline aside to take the picture, her two fair mounds squeezing a necklace tightly together; the cleavage, wrapped in a vivid red bra, was so deep it seemed bottomless.

"Seems I’m even more confused now," Yang Fan saved the photo and sent a reply to Gao Lanlan.

"Naughty! Well, come over and see it in person," Gao Lanlan replied.

Yang Fan couldn’t help but smile; this woman really knew how to tease.

Brazenly alluring.

Her reputation had spread far and wide for a reason.

"Let me warm up a little first, and take another look," Yang Fan replied.

Ding-dong.

Gao Lanlan sent over another photo.

She unhitched the bra, now a blinding red, and used her hand to hold up one of her breasts, taking a photo.

The photo was white and large and pretty, but to Yang Fan’s dismay, she had pixelated it.

She had pulled out the entire breast to take the photo and send it, but had blocked the nipple with a pixelation.

Although that detail might not be that important, not seeing it made it frustrating.

"This damn pixelation!" Yang Fan sent back a disgruntled message.

"If you want to unlock what’s beneath the pixelation, hurry over. I’m waiting for you," Gao Lanlan replied, with a string of snickering emojis.

Yang Fan had to admit that this woman had successfully ignited his passion.

"I won’t even eat breakfast; I’m coming over to devour you. Wait there to call me ’daddy,’ daring to pixelate for me!" he replied.

With Gao Lanlan being so uninhibited, Yang Fan naturally became even more open.

"Come quick. I can call you ’hubby,’ but ’daddy’... that would be awkward," Gao Lanlan promptly replied.