Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 131: Ineffable Entity

Chapter 131: Chapter 131: Ineffable Entity

"You wimp!"

Zhou Wenhui rolled her eyes and lay down on the couch, kicking off her slippers and resting her soft white feet on the coffee table while gently swaying her body. "Let me tell you, you have to stick with it, you know? What can you achieve if you give up halfway? No more talking, just listen to me."

Her nightgown was rather loose, and as she leaned on the sofa, a large expanse of her fair skin was exposed at the neckline, almost revealing too much.

Zhou Wenhui didn’t seem to care, as if she hadn’t noticed at all.

Yang Fan glanced over twice but quickly averted his eyes, speaking with some difficulty, "Little Mother, persisting in something that clearly won’t succeed seems pointless. Maybe it’s better to just drop it."

"Drop what, you can’t! No way!" Zhou Wenhui snapped, waving her hand decisively. "You two have nearly driven me insane, and now you want to quit? You’ll have to get my approval first. Give it another try, and if it still leads nowhere as I said, then you can give up if you want."

"But..." Yang Fan began, still uneasy.

His sister-in-law had already opened up, and they had clarified their matters.

If he continued to follow Little Mother’s advice, that would probably lead to trouble.

But Zhou Wenhui didn’t even give Yang Fan a chance to speak, saying in an undeniable tone, "There’s no ’but’ about it, it’s settled. If you dare not listen to me, you won’t have a mother anymore, do you understand?"

Yang Fan: ...

How had this turned into forcing oneself on someone?

Before he could think of a valid excuse, Zhou Wenhui asked, "By the way, what’s going on with you and Xiao Juan?"

"I’m serious, no joke!" Yang Fan immediately asserted with certainty.

It seemed like a good excuse.

"But Xiao Juan doesn’t agree, right?" Zhou Wenhui teased. "So it’s still just your wishful thinking?"

Yang Fan instantly shut down.

Wei Juan and his sister-in-law indeed said that, but in reality, she hadn’t completely rejected it.

They had already been quite intimate several times; now, it was just a matter of Wei Juan giving the nod to take that final step.

Then the matter would be settled.

But Wei Juan’s outward statements, just like the sister-in-law’s current attitude, made it difficult for Yang Fan to argue his point, even if he wanted to.

"If Xiao Juan isn’t willing, I think you should stop right there. Your main task now should be to focus on overcoming this tough challenge with your sister-in-law, or to grab her key points, delve into her challenges, and then overcome her psychological barriers," joked Zhou Wenhui, winking at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan immediately felt awkward. Little Mother’s words were becoming more outrageous by the moment.

He was embarrassed even to say such things, but Little Mother just blurted them out.

"But Xiao Juan hasn’t openly rejected me," Yang Fan said quietly. "I was thinking of still..."

At this point, he too was unsure of what to do.

Both his sister-in-law and Wei Juan outwardly opposed it, but behind the scenes, it seemed he was about to succeed.

"I don’t care!" Zhou Wenhui interrupted Yang Fan very arbitrarily. "Handle the matter with Wei Juan yourself. I just demand that you continue as per my plan. If you have the ability to play both sides, go ahead."

"My beautiful plan has just started, and you want to quit? I’m telling you, that’s absolutely not happening!"

Yang Fan: ...

He had originally planned as well.

But his plan was completely scrambled by the three of them, and now it amounted to nothing.

Faced with Little Mother’s unquestionably dominant attitude, Yang Fan felt like an Emperor facing the Empress who ruled behind the curtain, utterly powerless. After a long silence, he finally nodded and said softly, "Alright, alright, let’s give it a try."

Zhou Wenhu’s face finally showed a smile. She tapped Yang Fan’s leg with her fair foot and said with satisfaction, "That answer seems a bit reluctant, but it does sound decent."

She was wearing a two-piece nightdress without any lining underneath, and when she lifted her leg, her fair, long leg was immediately mostly exposed.

Yang Fan’s gaze seemed too sharp. With just a casual glance, he saw the deepest secrets under her skirt, his eyes suddenly widening.

Little Mother was actually going commando.

Although Yang Fan was by no means unfamiliar with Little Mother’s body, having seen it several times now,

that fleeting glimpse of beauty still made his heart skip a beat, quietly accelerating.

Zhou Wenhu seemed completely unaware that she had revealed herself and was even trying to pinch Yang Fan’s thigh with her toes.

This overly intimate gesture gave Yang Fan a tingling sensation throughout his body, as if he had been electrified.

It was somewhat comfortable, but also a bit awkward.

Zhou Wenhu tried several times, finally managing to grip the flesh on Yang Fan’s thigh with her toes, then said maliciously, "Don’t go easy on me anymore, or I’ll beat you up before I run away from home with your sister-in-law."

Yang Fan could only silently nod, his eyes once again unable to resist peeping under her skirt.

This secret delight was particularly thrilling, tickling something inside him.

Zhou Wenhu seemed very pleased with Yang Fan’s current attitude. Her eyes twinkled with a different charm. She glanced at Yang Fan and said with a smile, "Well then, let’s sleep, it’s almost dawn."

Yang Fan withdrew his gaze, which had been persistently fixed under Little Mother’s skirt, and glanced at the old-fashioned wall clock. It was 3:20 a.m.

Although there was still some time before dawn, he wouldn’t be able to sleep much longer.

Zhou Wenhu got up and stretched lazily, her mood seemingly much improved by her control over Yang Fan. Deliberately tiptoeing and swaying her enticing walk, she left Yang Fan’s room, her round buttocks rhythmically moving up and down with the shadows of the light.

Although Little Mother’s temper wasn’t the best, her figure was certainly stunning—a single glance was enough to arouse anyone.

Yang Fan stood at the door for a while, then with a racing heart, he crawled into bed.

There was no need to think about those things anymore, just let them be.

Maybe everything would resolve itself when the time came.

The next day.

When the first light of dawn stealthily peeked through the window, Yang Fan sprang from bed as if shot from a cannon.

Despite having slept for less than three hours the previous night, his thin wallet gave him no excuse to be lazy.

After rushing through his morning routine, he plunged into the kitchen.

He planned to hastily prepare something to eat before hurrying off.

Due to various reasons, his progress in the past few days had been delayed, and his daily earnings had noticeably decreased.

Just as he was about to start cooking, he discovered that his sister-in-law was already making breakfast.

Dressed in a blue nightgown, with her hair simply tied back with a hairband, sister-in-law stood bathed in the faint morning light. Her unpowdered face shone with a dewy glow, looking like a classical beauty who had stepped out of a painting.