Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 154: Unexpected Discovery

Chapter 154: Chapter 154: Unexpected Discovery

Yang Fan suddenly sped up, making Wu Xue Mei believe he was about to climax. She cried out softly, "Fanzi, give it to me, all of it, don’t waste a single drop, ah..."

Yang Fan was again taken by surprise.

During the act, she’s reserved and shy, unable to fully let go, yet she shouts these lines that are quite stimulating.

The contrast was a bit intense.

It almost matched Yu Hong Dou, with her pure and charming exterior, seemingly restrained but daring to experiment when first encountering a man.

"You’re shouting too early, wait until later, we’re hardly there yet," Yang Fan said with a smile.

Wu Xue Mei’s expression faltered, and her cheeks instantly turned red.

"Then you just now..." she hesitated.

"I just felt like moving," Yang Fan said with a smile. "Your shouts just now were too stimulating. Do you have more? Keep going."

Wu Xue Mei rolled her eyes in embarrassment and mumbled, "That’s it, he... he only taught me that one line. I’ve been shouting it until it almost comes naturally. We’ve been married for over three years without a child, so he said that shouting like that makes it easier to conceive, and he has always made me shout it."

"There’s really such superstitious stuff?" Yang Fan laughed.

It didn’t sound like any kind of chant that would result in pregnancy.

"I don’t know, it’s just clutching at straws," Wu Xue Mei said shaking her head. "I don’t know anything else."

"Then let me teach you." Yang Fan took the cell phone that was still playing the movie beside them, held it up to Wu Xue Mei’s face, and turned up the volume. "You shout like they do in the video."

Sultry moans soon came from the phone, "Oh gosh, hubby, you’re almost killing me. I want to be filled up by you, ah... hubby, you’re almost tearing me apart."

Wu Xue Mei glanced at it and her features immediately scrunched together, shaking her head, "I... I can’t learn this, it’s too risqué."

"It’s okay, learn it, just improvise!" Yang Fan said.

Wu Xue Mei slowly swayed her hips, "I, I can’t say it. If you turn off the lights, maybe I could try..."

Yang Fan: ...

"Don’t turn off the lights, just improvise however you like."

Turning off the lights would be no fun at all.

Wu Xue Mei bowed her head and hesitated for a while. Her lips parted slightly, and she softly uttered a syllable, "Hu... hubby... oh my, I can’t do this, it’s too awkward. You should just continue seriously, don’t make me get distracted again."

Yang Fan couldn’t help but laugh, seeing her reluctance and no longer insisted.

One step at a time, there was no rush for this.

After a few more times, she would definitely be able to open up.

After swaying for a while longer, Wu Xue Mei, breathing heavily, climbed off Yang Fan, "I can’t do it anymore, your turn. You’ve been going at it for so long, it’s been almost an hour, and still no sign of you finishing."

"So do you prefer it longer or shorter?" Yang Fan asked with a smile.

"I..." Wu Xue Mei was too embarrassed to speak, paused, then finally stammered, "Longer is better."

"Feels good, huh?" Yang Fan rose and asked as he rubbed the wet ’Golden Valley’.

Wu Xue Mei nodded.

"How does that compare to your husband?" Yang Fan asked deliberately.

The topic had opened up, so perhaps Wu Xue Mei’s body could open up too.

"He lasts normally for ten minutes, sometimes even less," Wu Xue Mei said. "I can’t really explain this, but sometimes he’ll do himself a few times, and only when he’s about to finish, then... then he does it a couple of times, fills me up, and that’s that."

Yang Fan was somewhat puzzled. "Why would he do that?"

"To have children, of course," Wu Xue Mei said somewhat despondently. "There’s nothing wrong with either of our bodies, but we just can’t seem to have children, and we don’t know what the problem is."

Yang Fan couldn’t help but feel a twinge of strangeness. Wu Xue Mei’s husband sounded a bit abnormal.

Who does a few quick ones by themselves, waits until they’re almost finished, and then goes in?

It sounded like fulfilling a task, and now it seemed even more so.

"Is your relationship not good?" Yang Fan asked, suspiciously.

Wu Xue Mei thought for a while, then shook her head. "Our relationship is okay, I guess. We just live our lives like this."

"He often does a few quick ones by himself and then, when he’s almost finished, fills you up?" Yang Fan asked.

Wu Xue Mei shook her head. "Not often, but it’s not rare either. Sometimes he doesn’t even let me take off my pants, just like getting an injection, I take them off halfway, he goes in, and then that’s it."

It blew Yang Fan’s mind—there were actually people like that in the world?

Wu Xue Mei’s husband was named Ding Hai, and Yang Fan knew him pretty well, too.

The man was very warm-hearted and didn’t speak as loudly or rudely as others in the village. His speech was gentle and he was particularly good at considering others. His appearance was similar to his personality, somewhat delicate, with a pale face and sparse facial hair.

People in the village used to joke that he was the reincarnation of a eunuch.

Now, hearing what Wu Xue Mei said, Yang Fan really began to suspect that Ding Hai really might be the reincarnation of a eunuch.

The joy of playing with a woman certainly isn’t in that last moment. Had he mixed something up?

Yang Fan, holding Wu Xue Mei’s smooth legs, steadily moved in and out while he asked, "Haven’t you considered that there might be something quite off with your husband?"

"What’s off? With that kind of thing, as long as he does it, that should be fine, right?" said Wu Xue Mei.

"So, do you think the way we’re doing it today is normal, or is the way you usually do it normal?" Yang Fan asked.

Wu Xue Mei was stunned for a moment, "It seems like... now."

"Well, there you go," Yang Fan said, then mumbled, confused again, "Your relationship is usually fine, but Ding Hai gives off a vibe that he doesn’t want to touch you. He’s just fulfilling a task to have a child. This is pretty strange. It’s like you’ve ended up with a gay friend."

Wu Xue Mei asked, confused, "What’s a gay friend?"

"It’s a man who likes men and doesn’t like to touch women. Usually, they are the ’bottoms,’ the men who get done by other men," Yang Fan explained. "I saw before online, some young celebrity seemed to be one of these people."

"To cover the fact that he’s a ’bottom,’ he married a wife, had a child, and then the two of them became like strangers."

Wu Xue Mei froze. "No... it’s impossible. He definitely isn’t that kind of person."

"I’m just randomly guessing. Maybe he has some kind of psychological issue, it’s hard to say," Yang Fan said. "You seem a bit dry, don’t get distracted now, focus on what we’re doing."

Wu Xue Mei’s eyes carried a dense complexity as she suddenly asked, "Fanzi, are the kind of people you’re talking about very fond of touching men and clinging to them?"

"Of course, if a man likes men, who else would he cling to if not men?" Yang Fan said, playing with Wu Xue Mei’s nub to awaken her passion and make the drying river flow fiercely once again.

"Then he might just be the kind of person you’re talking about..." Wu Xue Mei suddenly said, her voice trailing off.