Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 156 Cognitive Differences

Chapter 156: Chapter 156 Cognitive Differences

The two of them ceased their absurd conversation and once again poured themselves wholeheartedly into the intense battle at hand.

Perhaps due to being preoccupied, Wu Xue Mei’s originally very moist valley had almost completely dried out.

Yang Fan vigorously kneaded her hefty fulness, teasing for quite a while before he finally reignited the desire in Wu Xue Mei’s heart, causing the trickling springs to surge once again.

"Mmm... Mmm..." Wu Xue Mei closed her eyes tightly, her mouth emitting a faint moan.

Yang Fan lifted Wu Xue Mei’s legs, folding them on her heavy fullness, then grabbed her arms, making her hold her own legs while he played with her round buttocks and pounded away with each thrust.

"Fanzi, this position... it’s so embarrassing, let’s change it," Wu Xue Mei shyly cried out.

Yang Fan couldn’t help but laugh; she was still too embarrassed to let herself be seen down there.

"In the village, whenever someone builds a lavish gate, they almost want to call the whole village to flaunt it. But you—owning such a grand gate—are afraid of letting others see," Yang Fan teased, "Such a beautiful place, tell me, how can I resist not looking?"

"But, it’s too... too embarrassing," Wu Xue Mei frantically whispered, "Why do you always like playing there?"

"You have to believe, every man likes to play there, except for your man!" Yang Fan said.

Wu Xue Mei shyly turned her head away again but didn’t insist on Yang Fan changing the position.

Yang Fan grinned wickedly, playing with her pear-like smooth buttocks, and put all his strength into probing the depth of Wu Xue Mei.

The sound of squelching, accompanied by scattered droplets of water, echoed through the room like a lively march.

"Ahhhh... Ah..."

With each drive from Yang Fan, Wu Xue Mei found it hard to bear and her cries grew increasingly shrill.

In the flip of flesh, her emotions also gradually climbed to the peak.

About twenty more minutes passed back and forth, and a strong tingling sensation suddenly emanated from her lower back.

Yang Fan firmly pressed down on Wu Xue Mei’s pale buttocks, suddenly increasing his strength.

Squelch squelch...

"Ahh... Fanzi, give it to me, give me all of it, don’t waste a drop." Feeling that Yang Fan was close, Wu Xue Mei clutched her legs tightly and shrieked loudly, her excessive effort causing the veins on her neck to bulge.

Smack smack smack!

Yang Fan pounded fiercely a few more times, finally releasing deeply inside Wu Xue Mei.

That feeling, truly satisfying!

"Ah..."

Wu Xue Mei screamed a few times, her body collapsing limply.

Although they had just started again and it was less than half an hour, Wu Xue Mei had reached the peak twice, leaving her feeling somewhat adrift.

She caught her breath, loosened her legs, gently wiped her cheeks with her palms, sucked on her fingers, and looked at Yang Fan with dewy eyes full of longing.

This evening, it was the first time she had looked at Yang Fan with such eyes.

Before, she was either evasive or simply turned her head away.

"Fanzi, have you always been this amazing?" Wu Xue Mei asked with a lighthearted, seductive smile, her curiosity slipping through her lips.

Yang Fan instinctively wanted to boast about his skills, but then suddenly realized, "This is my first time; if I can maintain it, I think I’ll always be this amazing."

Wu Xue Mei’s mouth fell slightly open, "Oh right, it’s your first time. Should I take responsibility for you then?"

"How would you like to take responsibility?" Yang Fan asked with a light laugh.

"Marrying you is definitely off the table, but if you ever get desperate, you can come find me. I can help you out," Wu Xue Mei said with a laugh. "It’s my first time knowing how comfortable this stuff could be. Ding Hai, that bastard, has put me through years of misery. Every time, it was just a couple of thrusts after some spitting for lubrication."

Yang Fan suddenly realized, the premise on which Wu Xue Mei agreed with him was essentially for the sake of having children.

Because in her view, doing this stuff was nothing but torture.

If it wasn’t for borrowing Yang Fan’s seed, she definitely wouldn’t want to undergo another man’s torture.

This cunning woman actually lied to him.

"This thing is in the nature of men and women. Look at how many are having affairs, if it weren’t enjoyable, what’s the point of sneaking around?" Yang Fan chuckled, shaking his head.

He didn’t expose Wu Xue Mei’s somewhat comforting lie, after all, getting what he wanted was all that mattered.

After staying in the sweltering Golden Valley for quite a while, Yang Fan finally pulled out. "You’re already thinking about whether or not to have kids, why bother with inside?"

"It’s fine, I’m safe today and tomorrow. If not inside, how else? You’re not suggesting we stop halfway, are you?" Wu Xue Mei asked.

Yang Fan fell silent.

Wu Xue Mei’s understanding of these matters was ridiculously shallow, indeed.

There actually was a way.

But since she believed this, Yang, experiencing it for the ’first time,’ of course, knew even less.

"Are you going back tonight?" Wu Xue Mei got up and asked.

"You want me to stay over?" Yang Fan asked with a light laugh.

"You can leave early tomorrow. It’s not like it’s not possible, since we’ve already done it, what’s the point in pretending to be chaste?" Wu Xue Mei whispered. "Just don’t do anything that makes it shameful, and you can keep going."

"I think I’ll go back. Just to be safe, it’d be bad if someone saw us," Yang Fan said.

If it wasn’t for his trike still parked at Wu Xuelan’s front door, staying over wouldn’t have been out of the question.

"Alright then." Wu Xue Mei put on her clothes. "Come, I’ll take you to wash up."

The two of them took a bath together, and then Yang Fan didn’t linger any longer, and left Wu Xue Mei’s house.

By this time it was past nine in the evening, and people in the village tended to rest early. Most of the houses had already turned off their lights.

But Wu Xuelan’s gate was still wide open; it seemed she’d left it open intentionally for Yang Fan.

Originally, Yang Fan wasn’t planning to greet Wu Xuelan, but seeing this, he walked in.

Under the grape arbor in the yard, wearing a roomy nightgown, Wu Xuelan was making a video call.

Yang Fan paused at the door, as it was not convenient for him to speak at this time.

Just as he was about to leave, Wu Xuelan suddenly looked over.

She tilted her phone and then waved at Yang Fan, making a silence gesture with her hand.

Seeing this, Yang had no choice but to quietly walk over and stand on one side of the grape arbor.

Wu Xuelan’s grape arbor actually had grapes growing on it, lush and plentiful, unlike Zhang Yulan’s, which was just a grape arbor in name but actually a gazebo.

Just then, a man’s voice came from Wu Xuelan’s phone, "Take off your clothes, let me have some fun."

"You devil, are you out of your mind? There are still people in your dorm," Wu Xuelan reproached.

"It’s fine, you strip, I’ll go and find a place with no one around. Damn this godforsaken place, there’s not even a woman present, it’s driving me crazy," the man on the phone said.