Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 127: The Bold Bandit at Midnight

Chapter 127: Chapter 127: The Bold Bandit at Midnight

"Brother, I... I have nothing to do with them, could you, could you not trouble me?" the woman lying on the ground trembled as she spoke cautiously, "My sisters and I are in that kind of business, we know Tian Gaofei but really aren’t close."

Seeing that Yang Fan was indifferent to her words, the woman suddenly spread her legs, very carefully saying, "Brother, how about you... just do it, and then let us go? We really have nothing to do with them."

She was very willing to use her own body.

Yang Fan’s indifferent gaze dropped slightly, falling on that Golden Valley.

Not dark, but it seemed to have little to do with being tender.

Seeing this, the woman quickly spread her legs generously, displaying her beauty in a panic and with nervousness.

Yang Fan had actually been somewhat suspicious of the two women’s identities before.

Although they were both dressed like students, trying to look very innocent, their temperament was worldly and not at all like students still in school.

That bastard Tian Gaofei was even blind enough to take them for students.

As for messing with this woman, Yang Fan had no interest whatsoever.

Gao Lanlan was several levels above them.

"So, you tricked them, right?" Yang Fan asked, deliberately suppressing his voice.

The woman lying on the ground nodded repeatedly, speaking nervously, "We met online, pretending to be students, they pay more that way."

So that was the deal.

Having had this little doubt in his mind answered, Yang Fan didn’t bother with them further and walked around to the other side of the car.

Tian Gaofei was still unconscious.

The woman he had slapped several times was huddled by the wheel, trembling like a little quail.

Her clothes were disheveled, but she held herself so tightly that there was no scenery to be seen.

Yang Fan glanced at her and swung the steel pliers in his hand fiercely onto the bloated legs of Tian Gaofei.

"Ah damn... it hurts, it hurts..."

Having forcefully awakened Tian Gaofei with the steel pliers, Yang Fan stepped on his lifeline and swung the steel pliers in his hand again, viciously striking Tian Gaofei’s fleshy thighs where the bone was not visible.

Once, twice, three times...

"Ah... stop, please stop, big brother, I beg you to spare me."

"Big brother, wherever I have messed up, I will apologize, I am sorry, ah... stop hitting me."

Tian Gaofei screamed like a pig being slaughtered, throwing out tempting conditions in his fright.

But Yang Fan was completely unmoved, his gaze cold and indifferent like a merciless killer, not saying a word.

His goal for the day was to beat someone; he hadn’t even considered anything else.

After a dozen or so hits, just as Tian Gaofei’s voice grew hoarse and he looked about to pass out again, Yang Fan finally stopped and, pliers in hand, left the parking lot cleanly.

As for the two women, he left them to their own devices.

If they wanted to show some sense of gang loyalty and save Tian Gaofei and the others, Yang Fan didn’t care.

Leaving the parking lot, Yang Fan rode away on the three-wheeler he had hidden in the alley.

He deliberately circled around North City and after throwing the steel pliers into the moat, he drove back to the village.

By the time he got home, the moon was high in the sky and the night was in deep silence.

But as he pushed open the door of his house, he suddenly froze.

The light in his room was on, there was a food warmer on the coffee table, and his sister-in-law was fast asleep on the sofa.

Yang Fan looked at this scene, feeling a mix of emotions.

He was touched but also somewhat helpless.

Outwardly things were not going well, yet she had left him dinner and was still waiting up for him, late into the night.

This kind of distant yet close relationship was truly agonizing.

He had already prepared himself to completely abandon any improper thoughts about his sister-in-law, but then Little Mother created an opportunity for him, and now Ye Tong was acting like this, leaving Yang Fan unsure of what to think...

Shaking his head, he picked up the thin blanket resting on the armrest of the couch and gently draped it over Ye Tong.

Looking closely at his sister-in-law’s face, which could topple states and cities with its beauty, Yang Fan’s heartbeat skipped several beats.

His sister-in-law’s face was really beautiful, as delicate as a porcelain doll’s.

Her skin was so fair and fragile that it seemed it would break if he blew on it; even her long eyelashes seemed to flicker with vibrant life.

Her cherry lips, plump and rosy, added a few touches of charm to her attractive features.

With such an appearance, how could Yang Fan not forget sleep and food, entranced by her?

Ye Tong’s long eyelashes trembled lightly a couple of times; it seemed she had woken up, but for some reason, she kept her eyes closed.

At this moment, with Yang Fan leaning close to Ye Tong, a strong impulse suddenly surged within him.

He wanted to kiss his sister-in-law.

Just one kiss, and then he’d go back to whatever he was supposed to do.

Stealing a kiss while she was awake wouldn’t really count as stealing a kiss, would it?

Hesitating for a moment in his heart, he acted on this thought, his lips gently covering Ye Tong’s tempting red ones.

Ye Tong continued to pretend to sleep.

Yang Fan stared at his sister-in-law’s eyes and quietly stuck out his tongue.

The moment it touched her teeth, Ye Tong’s long eyelashes suddenly began to flutter violently.

But it seemed she intended to keep up her pretense of sleeping, her eyes still closed.

"I’ll see how long you can hold out," Yang Fan muttered to himself with a bit of amusement, his hand pressing on Ye Tong’s full chest.

She was wearing a relatively conservative blue nightdress, and though she had a bra on, the material was so thin that Yang Fan could still feel the amazing elasticity through the clothing.

The only regret was that he could only touch so much; the rest was obstructed by the bra.

Ye Tong still did not stop him, merely furrowing her eyebrows slightly.

Seeing her reaction, Yang Fan abandoned any thoughts of going further.

Although he didn’t know why his sister-in-law had not opened her eyes just now and had simply let him kiss her, it seemed she was not too willing when it came to touching there.

After tucking the blanket in, Yang Fan let go of his sister-in-law’s addictive, soft lips, a taste he found hard to quit.

A little mischief was one thing, but anything more might provoke his sister-in-law’s disgust again.

Pulling over a stool, Yang Fan opened his food box and began to eat his dinner in the middle of the night.

Between buying tools and keeping watch for that bastard Tian Gaofei, Yang Fan had skipped dinner entirely tonight, and the pangs of hunger had already passed.

Just then, Ye Tong opened her eyes and sat up.

She rubbed her eyes, feigning a dazed expression, and asked Yang Fan, "When did you get back?"

"Just now!" replied Yang Fan, who had been wolfing down his meal before stopping to speak.

Ye Tong looked at Yang Fan somewhat unnaturally and asked, "Where have you been?"

"Ran into a bit of trouble and got a little held up," Yang Fan said vaguely.

Getting involved with street gangs wasn’t something he intended to share with anyone.

He could handle it himself; there was no need to worry his sister-in-law or the others.

"What kind of trouble could hold you up until this time?" Ye Tong pressed.

"I helped Old Zhou sort out some stock; he had to load his truck early in the morning," Yang Fan lied casually.

"Oh..."

Ye Tong responded softly, pressing her lips together as she hesitated for a good while before speaking again in a low voice, "About Xiao Juan, I talked to her for you, she..."