Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 202: The Non-Stop Yang Fan

Chapter 202: Chapter 202: The Non-Stop Yang Fan

"Brother Fanzi, again... one more time."

Xiao Liu’s cheeks flushed red, slightly embarrassed, yet her expression revealed exceptional excitement.

Smack!

Yang Fan raised his hand and delivered another slap, making those perky buttocks tremble violently, visibly reddening.

Massaging and playing around, Yang Fan didn’t wait for Xiao Liu to speak up this time, and he gave her another slap.

Smack!

"Ah, ah..." Xiao Liu cried out loudly.

Zhang Yulan teased with a chuckle, "Xiao Liu, I never realized you had this kind of fetish. Are you one of those types that loves to be abused as the legends suggest?"

Xiao Liu shyly shook her head, "I don’t know, but that slap from Brother Fanzi just now felt really thrilling and comfortable, maybe... I might actually have that tendency."

Zhang Yulan reached out and pinched Xiao Liu’s small, pinky-sized nub, gently tugging at it, "Does that feel good?"

"It does... somewhat." Xiao Liu said bashfully.

Zhang Yulan seemed to have discovered a new continent, "Xiao Liu, you are really keeping secrets!"

"I didn’t know before..." Xiao Liu said with embarrassment.

"Fanzi, you might need to do some homework. I’ve heard that women with this kind of fetish sometimes use special tools during the act, like little whips, small candles, and ropes," Zhang Yulan joked.

Yang Fan was also quite surprised.

He had seen such videos before, but he didn’t know how to do it.

If Xiao Liu had this fetish, he really could look into it when he had some free time, to dabble in some alternative pleasures.

The two of them researched on Xiao Liu for a bit until she spoke up to stop them, and only then did they cease.

The three of them rested for a while, then slid together into the bathroom for a mandarin duck bath.

By this time, it was almost three in the afternoon.

Not until Yang Fan’s stomach growled did they realize they had not yet had lunch.

The food Xiao Liu had cooked was already cold, so she heated it up again.

After a simple and belated lunch together, Yang Fan drove away.

They agreed to contact each other by phone in the afternoon, and once everything was ready on Diwu Ming’s side, they would rush to Han Palace.

Yang Fan pulled up with a car full of medicinal herbs, arriving at Old Zhou’s store.

This shipment should have been delivered in the morning, but after dawdling at Zhang Yulan’s place for nearly four and a half hours, it was only now arriving.

Where the shop entrance was bustling and crowded in the morning, at this moment it was quiet, empty of people.

Yang Fan parked his car nearby and walked in, holding his own cup.

Zhu Shanshan sat behind the counter, looking over the invoices, her fingers flying over the calculator.

Upon seeing Yang Fan walk in, she paused her work and directly asked, "Fanzi, Old Zhou mentioned you have more direct involvement in that matter? You haven’t been lying to us, right?"

Old Zhou had no secrets in front of Zhu Shanshan.

Even if he thought he was very cautious in his pursuits, Zhu Shanshan knew all that needed to be known.

As for matters like these, Old Zhou definitely wouldn’t hide anything and would take the initiative to confess.

Yang Fan smiled and nodded, "Sister-in-law, why would I lie to you about this? It’s indeed about to be resolved."

"As long as you really have such connections, that’s fine. I was worried you might feel embarrassed with both of us. Setting aside your friendship with Old Zhou, is there any need for us to be so distant? Don’t be shy when it’s time to speak up." Zhu Shanshan gazed at Yang Fan with a soft expression, her words filled with ambiguous emotions.

Yang Fan smiled and nodded again.

"Being proactive in this matter is the best choice. Since you have the connections, don’t hold back. Thoroughly crush Wang Tianbao and Hetian Gaofei, those two bastards, and make sure not to go easy on them," Zhu Shanshan seriously cautioned.

"You can’t wait for them to make a move before thinking about striking back. People like them engage in unlawful activities; they’re capable of anything. By the time we think of fighting back, it might already be too late."

Yang Fan’s expression turned solemn, and he nodded again, "Since we’ve already offended them thoroughly, I didn’t plan on showing any mercy."

Zhu Shanshan’s face brightened with a light laugh, and her expression instantly became radiant, "That’s good then. I won’t ask more about the other stuff. Have you eaten? If not, let’s grab something casual across the street."

Yang Fan shook his head, smiling, "I just ate. I really can’t fit another bite. By the way, where’s Old Zhou?"

"He’s overseeing the loading. We just filled another truck today; it needs to be sent out quickly, as the prices are jumping so wildly," Zhu Shanshan said. "Just this afternoon, it went up by one, and then it dropped by two."

"Lucky the change isn’t too drastic," Yang Fan said.

The price fluctuation of Codonopsis was indeed unusual this time, with its ups and downs expected.

"It’s okay if we earn less, as long as we don’t lose; I’m really worried it might suddenly drop back to the original price." Zhu Shanshan said apprehensively, "All of today’s goods were bought at ninety-four. If it suddenly drops back to eighty, Old Zhou and I will be left with nothing."

"That idiot Old Zhou still thought about buying more today until he was stopped by me. We’re not buying anymore for now. If we continue, I’m afraid I might get a heart attack."

Although Yang Fan’s scale of operations couldn’t compare to that of Old Zhou and his wife, he understood this principle.

"Sister-in-law, it’s safest to stop while we’re ahead," he said.

Zhu Shanshan patted her chest, walking out from behind the counter, "That’s exactly what I think too. Want to fool around with a woman today?"

Huh?

Yang Fan paused.

Zhu Shanshan’s lips curled up slightly, her gaze flirtatious as she glanced at Yang Fan and chuckled lightly, "I mean, do you feel like messing around a bit?"

"Well... I do want to, but it might not be safe right now," Yang Fan stuttered.

Actually, he didn’t really want to.

After all, he had just had threesomes with Zhang Yulan and Xiao Liu twice, and at the moment, he felt very sage.

But Zhu Shanshan was rarely this forward, and he felt bad about outright rejecting her.

Zhu Shanshan glanced out at the street, her curvaceous waist slightly twisting as she sat down beside Yang Fan, her hand landing on his bulging crotch, "We won’t take off clothes, just fiddle a bit. If someone comes, I’ll get up immediately, and you just need to turn around and pull up your pants quickly."

Listening to the eagerness in Zhu Shanshan’s voice, Yang Fan knew his attractive sister-in-law was feeling frisky again.

In her age, it actually was a time of high libido.

"Okay, this actually makes me a bit nervous," Yang Fan, finding it hard to refuse, agreed.

Zhu Shanshan untied the drawstring of Yang Fan’s shorts, giggled, and said, "Isn’t it more thrilling because of the nerves?"

"I’d rather have you strip down and play with me. It always feels like something’s missing this way," Yang Fan said.

"Then... how about this, just wait a bit for me. I’ll finish these accounts, and we can drive out somewhere?" Zhu Shanshan suddenly suggested. "Let’s go to Xinjiang Beach. It’s quiet there, and the scenery is pretty good too."