Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 119 The Only Pose

Chapter 119: Chapter 119 The Only Pose

"Where does it hurt? Just there?" Yang Fan said, at a loss for words.

Although Yu Guafu’s small hands felt very comfortable, the pain was real.

Her move just now felt as if she had hit his manhood with a Mountain Shattering Palm.

"Is it very serious?" Yu Guafu asked with immediate concern.

"Although it hurts, it’s not that serious; the intensity of the pain has already lessened," Yang Fan said, taking a moment.

"That’s good," Yu Guafu said, relieved. "I’ll rub it for you again; it might have a little effect. If not, let’s not worry about them and hurry to the hospital."

Yang Fan uttered a low response. The pain had struck abruptly at first and then gradually eased.

Although it still hurt a bit, it was no longer as intense as it had been in the beginning.

And indeed, Yu Guafu’s hands had some effect.

She was much gentler than Gao Lanlan, that valiant woman, with very soft palms that caressed lightly like the waves of the sea.

However, her method of healing also had considerable side effects, which immediately rendered Yang Fan as firm as steel.

"Feeling better?" Yu Guafu asked softly.

"A bit better; your hands are really comforting," Yang Fan said deliberately.

Perhaps because the two were in a cramped and enclosed space, neither seemed to feel much restraint with the other; their physical contact felt as natural as water flowing into a channel.

"I’m glad it’s better. I’ll try to be as gentle as possible," Yu Guafu chuckled softly. "I never thought you were that kind of person, hiding in Gao Lanlan’s wardrobe. How did you get involved with her? Did you... enjoy it with her?"

"That’s a long story," Yang Fan didn’t know how to describe what had happened between him and Gao Lanlan.

It seemed he was the one being played.

"That...," Yu Guafu began to speak but then quietly swallowed her words.

When Yang Fan didn’t hear her continue, he took the initiative and asked, "What is it?"

"It’s nothing; I’m just glad you’re feeling better," Yu Guafu’s tone was somewhat elusive, as if she felt guilty.

Yang Fan didn’t ask any further but quietly reached out his hand.

Being touched by Yu Guafu’s hands, he was really struggling to hold back.

After all, seeing her play with Gao Lanlan in bed earlier, Yang Fan had already been deeply stirred.

Now, the two of them were almost pressed together, their body heat nearly transferring to each other, and the restlessness within Yang Fan naturally became even harder to control.

Groping around, his palm lightly touched Yu Guafu’s body.

Although he could feel the smoothness of the skin, he wasn’t clear about which part he was touching.

Yu Guafu didn’t react at all, almost as if she hadn’t felt a thing.

After a minor test, Yang Fan grew bolder and directly spread his palm to feel around.

With a larger area to explore, the object under his hand became clearer.

He had actually touched Yu Guafu’s face.

Yu Guafu still showed no reaction.

Her indifference seemed like a silent hint, encouraging Yang Fan to let loose completely.

His hand slid gently down Yu Guafu’s smooth neck and accurately grasped that small, ample handful.

Though it seemed a bit small, it was very comfortable to touch, soft and elastic, with a somewhat youthful feel to it.

"Hmm..."

Yu Guafu let out a soft moan and her hand instinctively tightened around Yang Fan’s lifeline.

Her reaction made Yang Fan’s confidence surge instantly.

No reaction was like tacit consent, it was like giving him a chance.

He shifted closer to Yu Guafu and pulled open the clothing shielding her body, his hands grasping both peaks at once.

Sister Yu’s low moan, as fine as the buzz of a mosquito, was becoming more rapid.

Outside the room, Gao Lanlan seemed to have erupted into a fierce argument with Liang Bing.

But with the dense rain sound mixing in, Yang Fan couldn’t make out exactly what they were quarreling about.

These two sneaking around really gave off the vibe of a couple fighting.

After caressing for a moment, Yang Fan was no longer content with just tending to the upper area. He kept his left hand moving in a kneading motion, while his right hand slid down Sister Yu’s smooth back, plunging straight into the golden valley.

"Ah..." As Yang Fan’s fingers penetrated deeper, Sister Yu whimpered in a coquettish tone.

That sound was very crisp, filled with a strong allure, making Yang Fan’s skin crawl with goosebumps and his blood surge in an instant.

If this woman were to cry out in bed, it would undoubtedly be extremely thrilling.

He used his middle finger to probe the depth of Sister Yu’s valley, while at the same time pinching and twisting her small, flat bean-like nub with his left hand.

The dual action from above and below made Sister Yu’s moaning gradually change its tune, becoming urgent and bewitching.

"Fanzi, stop... stop it, do me, I... I’m feeling a bit uncomfortable, I really want, really crave..." Sister Yu pressed her cheek against Yang Fan’s face and whispered with a voice as fine as a mosquito.

Yang Fan had been entertaining such thoughts for a long time but hadn’t had the courage to bring it up directly.

Now that Sister Yu had mentioned it, why would he refuse?

"Then climb on top, it seems that’s the only way to do it in here," Yang Fan said.

"Mhm."

Sister Yu let out a soft assent, struggling to shift her body and straddling Yang Fan.

In the narrow confines of the closet, this was probably the only position possible.

Once she was seated, Yang Fan groped to find Sister Yu’s moist golden valley and slowly squeezed in.

In an instant, a wave of scorching warmth enveloped him tightly, nearly causing him to cry out in comfort himself.

This searing tightness was somewhat unexpected.

Yang Fan had never imagined that Sister Yu could be so tight.

For a man, the stimulation at the beginning and the end was the most noticeable and the most pleasurable.

"Ah..."

Sister Yu cried out in a coquettish tone, her warm body collapsing onto Yang Fan’s.

"Fanzi, you’re going so deep..."

She pressed her not-so-large but plump breasts heavily against Yang Fan’s chest, gently rubbing them, stirring up Yang Fan’s nerves that were nearly boiling over.

This lady knew her stuff.

Her motions were making Yang Fan feel almost lightheaded.

Gripping Sister Yu’s bouncy buttocks with both hands, Yang Fan chuckled and said, "Sister Yu, you really know how to do it, your body is so comfortable, this feeling is incredible."

"If it’s nice then do me well, I haven’t been done for nearly half a year. Today you seduced me, I was thinking of holding back, but I just can’t anymore," Sister Yu said softly.

Yang Fan felt that the credibility of her claim of half a year wasn’t very high.

But her insides were indeed tight, just like when she was gripping him tightly with her hand earlier, only much softer.

And her body seemed to be extremely sensitive too; at this moment, Yang Fan was almost overwhelmed.

"Ah... it feels so good, Fanzi, you’re hitting the deepest part," Sister Yu purred into Yang Fan’s ear.

Her warm breath coupled with her tender and seductive tone made Yang Fan extraordinarily excited, almost wishing he could muster all his strength to furiously ravage this woman whose demeanor was even more provocative than Gao Lanlan.

Gao Lanlan was openly uninhibited, a wild and open kind of provocative.

But Sister Yu was different; her seductiveness was more restrained, with an alluring touch, like a seductive fox spirit.

This woman was truly lascivious.