Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 161: Missing the Opportunity

Chapter 161: Chapter 161: Missing the Opportunity

Having escaped a close call, Yang Fan returned to his room, rested briefly, and then slipped into the bathroom with his pajamas.

His pajamas, to be precise, weren’t really pajamas—they were just a pair of boxers.

If not for Little Mother and sister-in-law who often barged into his room early in the morning, Yang Fan wouldn’t even want to wear them, having to change them every day was truly a hassle.

Standing under the cascading water, Yang Fan’s previously restless mind gradually calmed down.

The day had left him feeling somewhat dazed but not because he was busy with work—rather, his libido was too active.

His luck in affairs of the heart seemed to have exploded that day; he had been busy from morning till night without a pause.

Especially after having sessions three times in a row with Wu Xuelan and Wu Xue Mei, despite his robust stamina, he now felt a sore back and overall fatigue.

Thinking that Little Mother was about to create an opportunity for him and his sister-in-law later, Yang Fan suddenly felt like he had more spirit than strength.

What if sister-in-law took the hint and was ready to take things forward with him, and he couldn’t get it up? That would really screw things up.

If that were to happen, sister-in-law would probably be heartbroken.

And Little Mother would definitely suspect that his weakness was due to him having been busy earlier.

Thinking of these possibilities, Yang Fan suddenly felt anxious.

No, he needed to rest quickly, recharge his strength, and make sure not to fail later.

Mid-bath, Yang Fan turned off the faucet and, shirtless, returned to his room.

He had some energy drinks in his room. Yang Fan quickly chugged them all down then went back to the bathroom.

After a quick rinse, Yang Fan crawled behind the partition curtain Little Mother had put up that day.

Sitting on the floor, he rested while eavesdropping on the noises outside.

The instructions from Little Mother were a bit vague, and Yang Fan wasn’t clear about the specific timing she had mentioned.

But logically, the timing should be right after he finished his bath and before he stepped out.

Boredly playing with his phone, Yang Fan nearly lulled himself to sleep.

But there was no sound from outside.

Unknowingly, as he played with his phone, he actually dozed off.

When Little Mother and sister-in-law sneaked in, he had no clue whatsoever.

"Little Mother, why are you in such a rush today?" Ye Tong’s voice, very low, resonated in the bathroom.

Zhou Wenhui said, "It’s because the relatives just left, and my body feels a bit sensitive."

"I think it’s not just sensitivity, but your addiction is getting stronger," Ye Tong teased with a laugh, "Where’s the stuff you prepared? Take it out, you go wash. I won’t wash, I just did a while ago."

"Suit yourself, undress," Zhou Wenhui said.

"Undress what? You undress, I’ll just loosen it for you, I’m too tired today, no intentions whatsoever," Ye Tong said.

Zhou Wenhui’s expression stiffened a bit, then her eyes flickered and she suddenly smiled, "If that’s the case, why did we run to the bathroom? The attic would have been better. Hurry up and undress. We need to keep the tap running to mask the sound; we’re too close to Fanzi’s room, we don’t want him hearing anything."

"Oh... right," Ye Tong mumbled.

Zhou Wenhui, watching Ye Tong start to strip, glanced at the new partition she had set up and deliberately coughed.

But behind the curtain, there was no movement. Yang Fan, who had been running around all day and had gone at it three times, slept deeper than a pig. The smartphone he held was still silently playing a video, where a technologically enhanced beauty on the screen was provocatively shaking her hips.

Ye Tong, suspecting nothing, stripped off her nightgown and covered her perky, tender fullness with her hands, smiling at Zhou Wenhu, "Little Mother, you made this curtain well; otherwise, I’d have nowhere to put my clothes every time I shower, and I’d always end up soaking the place."

Zhou Wenhu stared at the curtain and deliberately raised her voice, chuckling, "I’ve been meaning to make it for a while, but I never got around to it. It’s not really that I haven’t had the time; it’s just that such a simple thing can drag on sometimes."

"Now that it’s done, it’s both beautiful and convenient. It makes me feel much happier just looking at it."

Ye Tong smiled and nodded, lifting the curtain to place her clothes inside.

"Ah..."

She suddenly exclaimed, clutching her trembling chest, and cried out, "Fanzi?!"

"Ah? Fanzi is here?!" Zhou Wenhu feigned surprise and rushed in.

Startled by their calls, Yang Fan finally woke up.

He rubbed his bleary eyes and looked at the Little Mother and sister-in-law standing in front of him, "What are you doing..."

"Why are you sleeping here?" Zhou Wenhu glanced at Ye Tong and deliberately asked.

"I just took a bath and was planning to rest for a bit, but I accidentally fell asleep," Yang Fan turned off his phone and rubbed his face, saying, "Are you going to take a bath? Then I’ll go out."

He was a bit groggy from sleep and hadn’t even noticed Ye Tong in her white underpants and her graceful figure.

"Just wait a minute, wait a minute!" Ye Tong suddenly realized something and shouted loudly, quickly hiding behind the curtain.

Actually, being seen by Yang Fan didn’t make her nervous now; she even felt a bit of sweet shyness in her heart.

But being seen by Yang Fan in front of the Little Mother made her uncomfortable.

Yang Fan paused, his sleepy mind finally remembering why he was hiding here.

But now it seemed he was out of moves.

He hadn’t got a good look just now, and by the time he reacted and wanted to appreciate his sister-in-law’s sexy body, she had already moved behind the curtain.

Zhou Wenhu glared at Yang Fan with a disappointed look, suddenly leaned back as if she stumbled, exclaimed, and yanked down the curtain.

With a crisp tearing sound, the divider curtain came down, revealing Ye Tong outside bending over pulling up a sleep shirt on her legs.

"Ah..." Ye Tong screamed, quickly covering her front with both hands, shielding her tender fullness.

"Little Mother, what are you doing?"

Zhou Wenhu annoyed, said, "This floor is too slippery; it seems I didn’t install the curtain very well, I need to fix it. Fanzi, close your eyes, stop looking!"

At this point, Yang Fan’s eyes were almost glued to Ye Tong’s body, but upon hearing this, he hurriedly closed his eyes.

But he certainly wasn’t going to be completely honest and close them fully, barely squinting through them.

His sister-in-law’s figure was indeed irresistible.

Graceful and curvaceous, like a delicate young lady yet resembling a fairy from Piaomiao Mountain.

Ye Tong, feeling both playful and shy, cast a quick glance at Yang Fan and quickly put on her clothes.

This naughty guy, did he really think she was blind?

That’s not how anyone closes their eyes!