Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 142 Sincerity is the Ultimate Move

Chapter 142: Chapter 142 Sincerity is the Ultimate Move

After all, this was her first encounter with such an intriguing new game, and Yu Hong Dou was somewhat clumsy, as expected.

The positions were so awkward that either she accidentally scraped Yang Fan with her teeth, or she was trapped by him and couldn’t move in her mouth.

"You could pretend you’re eating a lollipop," Yang Fan said through gritted teeth after being scraped by her teeth, unable to hold back any longer.

"A lollipop? I’ll give it a try."

Yu Hong Dou paused for a moment, then muttered somewhat embarrassedly, "How do you eat a lollipop again? I haven’t had one in so many years."

Yang Fan: ...

Scratching her chin and earnestly recalling for a while, Yu Hong Dou seemed to finally remember. Her luscious, sexy mouth took him in again, sucking gently a few times before going deeper.

"Brother Fanzi, I think I’ve got it, is this how it’s done?" After sucking proficiently for a while, Yu Hong Dou suddenly shouted in surprise, her expression like that of a child who had scored full marks showing off to their parents.

Yang Fan couldn’t help but laugh, "It’s about right like that."

"Then I’ll continue." Yu Hong Dou lay beside Yang Fan’s legs and started to get busy with serious dedication.

Once she got the hang of it, her movements instantly brought Yang Fan immense pleasure.

He couldn’t help but want to engage in a mutual exploration of sixty-nine with Yu Hong Dou, but feared that she might not manage it later when she wanted more, so he had to give up the idea. When she pleaded, she was as nagging as a little demon.

Yu Hong Dou diligently sucked for a full half-hour, then stopped with a grimace, rubbing her sore cheeks, "Brother Fanzi, maybe you should go the regular way, slow down, I think I can take it. My mouth is nearly worn raw by you."

"Just hold on a bit longer, we’re almost there," Yang Fan said softly.

"Really?" Yu Hong Dou was still somewhat disbelieving.

Yang Fan nodded, "Really, I’m starting to feel it, but it’ll be hard to tell if you take another break now."

"Hmph, I’m not scared at all. I’ll rest for a bit then get back to it. I don’t believe a few hours won’t wring out that little bit of juice from you," Yu Hong Dou said proudly, tilting up her lips and bending down to get busy again.

Yang Fan really was close to the edge now.

Yu Hong Dou might not be very skilled, but her sincerity made it all the more comfortable for him.

"Here it comes!" Yang Fan let out a muffled grunt and abruptly tensed his body.

Behind her round glasses, Yu Hong Dou’s captivating eyes instantly bulged, and she looked at Yang Fan in shock as her throat made a slight movement.

Clearly, she had done the same thing as Wei Juan.

"Hmm..."

Yu Hong Dou moaned softly, then her throat suddenly moved significantly.

The sound of her swallowing was particularly distinct; Yang Fan even heard a definitive gulp.

After Yang Fan finished, she quickly released her mouth and said with a mournful expression, "Brother Fanzi, I accidentally swallowed it all; that won’t be a problem, will it? I didn’t even realize it, the warm flow just whooshed straight up to the back of my throat."

Her mouth was so clean, not a trace remained.

Last time, Wei Juan had only swallowed a little, but Yu Hong Dou had gulped twice and it was all gone.

People who have never done this sort of thing seem not to be very good at intercepting.

"Don’t worry, nothing’s going to happen," Yang Fan said with a smile.

Even though he was speaking comforting words, this kind of thing actually gave him an alternative thrill, even more pleasant than the act itself.

Yu Hong Dou wiped the moisture from the corner of her mouth, "It’s fine then, tastes like tofu pudding, maybe I could try it more in the future."

Her words made a ripple quietly surge through Yang Fan’s heart.

This girl really has guts, not pretending at all.

He had lucked out encountering such a good thing, it seemed like good fortune was on his side for the future.

Yu Hong Dou then found some tissues to help Yang Fan wash his head and after the two were affectionate for a while, they left the room.

Before leaving, Yu Hong Dou wanted Yang Fan to take off her hands those substandard quality medicinal herbs at home.

But Yang Fan refused and advised her to keep them for now, and deal with them after the old man was discharged from the hospital.

Now that the two of them were hitting it off so well, it didn’t seem quite right to make money off Yu Hong Dou.

With these tea bricks, she should be able to make it through the current crisis.

Yang Fan rode the three-wheeler and took Yu Hong Dou back to the market, where Old Zhou and his wife were both absent from the shop again.

Yang Fan didn’t even call but went straight to Old Zhou’s storage.

Sure enough, he found Old Zhou there, flirting with a female employee.

When Yang Fan and Yu Hong Dou arrived, that guy was holding the young woman’s hand, gesticulating about something, his sitting posture and the smile on his face made him look like an old charlatan.

"Ahem." Yang Fan stood at the doorway and coughed lightly.

Old Zhou turned his head, saw Yang Fan, released the young woman’s hand, and sprinted over, "My dear Fanzi, where’s the stuff?"

Yang Fan lifted the box of tea bricks out of the vehicle, "Take a look."

Old Zhou couldn’t wait to open it, picked up a tea brick, and upon seeing the date, his expression immediately wilted, "Fanzi, you’re kind of pulling my leg here, how is this just four years old?"

"That’s all they’re willing to sell, man. If you take care of the customers now, you might end up getting ten-year ones later on," Yang Fan said.

Old Zhou looked at Yang Fan with a doubtful face, "You’re fooling me, right? If you can get me a box of ten-year-old stuff, I’ll pay for your women from now on!"

After glancing at Yu Hong Dou next to Yang Fan, he quickly corrected himself, "No, I mean I’ll cover your tobacco for a year!"

"I can’t take that bet with you, because this isn’t mine, I just said there’s a possibility," Yang Fan said. Even Yu Hong Dou didn’t necessarily have the final say over her grandfather’s things, let alone him.

With the old man in the hospital and the situation being special, Yang Fan had picked things that weren’t particularly valuable as much as possible.

Old Zhou, looking lecherous, cradled the tea brick and sniffed it a few times, then indulged in the aroma and nodded, "Four-year wild tree, the taste is just right. How about this, I’ll give you four thousand six, and as we said before, I’ll add ten percent to make it a neat five thousand, deal?"

Yang Fan looked at Yu Hong Dou, as the decision had to be hers.

When Yu Hong Dou heard the offer, her enchanting big eyes almost sparkled with stars, "I, I’m okay with that."