Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 204: Excitement in the Car

Chapter 204: Chapter 204: Excitement in the Car

Actually, Yang Fan wanted to look some more.

But to achieve the optimal effect of disgusting Tian Miao, he reluctantly had to hang up the video call at that moment.

Although Tian Miao was not exactly a beauty, she wasn’t hideously ugly either, and there was still a lot to see.

This woman must be furious now, right?

A cold smirk at the corner of his mouth, Yang Fan added Tian Miao’s number to the block list.

Next, he wanted to experience some excitement in the car with Zhu Shanshan without this woman interrupting them.

Pocketing his phone, Yang Fan returned to the store.

However, Zhu Shanshan was nowhere to be seen at the counter. Yang Fan peered inside and called out,

"Sister-in-law."

"Hey, wait a moment, I’m changing my clothes," Zhu Shanshan’s voice came from the back.

The moment he heard ’changing clothes’, Yang Fan felt a sudden urge to sneak a peek, but he restrained himself after glancing at the open door of the shop. It would be manageable if someone else walked in, but it would be problematic if Old Zhou suddenly showed up.

A rustling noise followed, and Zhu Shanshan walked out wearing a light green long dress.

The dress not only was long but also had sleeves, and the neckline was extremely modest.

It was the first time Yang Fan had seen Zhu Shanshan dressed so conservatively.

"Does it look alright?" Zhu Shanshan, with a smile at the corners of her mouth, spun around in front of Yang Fan and asked.

Yang Fan nodded seriously, "The dress looks beautiful and really flatters your figure, but it’s a bit too conservative, lacks a bit of allure."

Zhu Shanshan coyly squinted at Yang Fan and chided, "Later on, you can see whatever you want, are you still worried I’m showing too little?"

Yang Fan chuckled, although it made some sense, it seemed like a different matter.

Honestly, since getting to know Zhu Shanshan, it really was the first time he had seen her in such a long dress that even covered her ankles. Normally, Zhu Shanshan’s skirts were never outrageously short, but they were definitely above the knee.

Her outfit now was indeed somewhat unusual.

Could it be because she was about to go out with him to do something naughty, and she was already feeling guilty, planning to disguise herself with her clothes?

"Let’s go," Zhu Shanshan said with a coquettish laugh.

Although she appeared composed, he could still spot the barely concealable excitement in her demeanor.

Once the store was closed, Yang Fan followed Zhu Shanshan into her bright red BMW sedan.

As long as the women aren’t too untidy, everything they use seems wonderfully fragrant.

Zhu Shanshan smelled nice, and the fragrance in the car was even stronger.

Yang Fan sat for a few minutes but couldn’t withstand it and had to roll down the window to let in some fresh air.

The car turned a few corners around the city and then headed straight for Xinjiang.

This ’mother river’ of the Xin’an people wasn’t just a narrow stream; on the contrary, it was quite broad, even large vessels could navigate it.

The car followed the riverside road downhill, traveled about seven or eight kilometers, then turned down towards Xinjiang Beach.

Xinjiang Beach was a large tidal flat surrounded by trees, offering a gorgeous view.

Finding a relatively secluded spot, Zhu Shanshan parked the car.

She looked around left and right, a seductive shyness in her eyes, and whispered to Yang Fan, "Fanzi, should we go to those woods, or stay... in the car? I come here often, there’s hardly anyone around, though occasionally there are some couples in the woods, but not many, we’ll be fine if we’re a bit careful."

"I think it’s safer to stay in the car," Yang Fan said.

As a Xin’an local, Yang Fan was also familiar with Xinjiang Beach.

Although it was relatively less crowded here, it wasn’t completely deserted.

Zhu Shanshan blushed slightly and nodded, "Then, let’s stay in the car. We can move to the back."

Yang Fan got out of the car and climbed into the back seat, while Zhu Shanshan crawled directly from the driver’s seat to the back.

In the cramped, small space, the two gazed into each other’s eyes as the temperature subtly rose.

There seemed to be a seductive spark in Zhu Shanshan’s eyes as she stared intently at Yang Fan, shifting her buttocks, squeezing next to him, "Now you can boldly make your move, look at whatever you want."

Yang Fan, of course, needed no encouragement. His large hand trailed up Zhu Shanshan’s soft thigh, kneading through her clothes, grasping the pair that trembled perilously full.

Zhu Shanshan’s cheeks flushed as she gently lifted her chin, voluntarily offering her kiss.

Yang Fan leaned over, sucking on her lips tinted with soft lip color, his hand simultaneously slipping under Zhu Shanshan’s skirt.

She was indeed conservative today, not only was her skirt the least revealing type, but she even wore a base layer underneath.

This outfit didn’t seem like it was meant for a stealthy affair.

As their lips and tongues intertwined tenderly, Yang Fan’s hand roamed freely under Zhu Shanshan’s skirt.

But awkwardly, his searching hand couldn’t find any breakthrough.

The base layer inside seemed to be a one-piece, all-in-one, without a single spot where his hand could slip through.

"This clothing of yours seems to be quite a test of my skills," Yang Fan muttered, breaking away from Zhu Shanshan’s lips.

Lifting her skirt in one swift motion, Yang Fan fixed his gaze and was suddenly stunned.

Black stockings!

And the glossy kind at that.

Lifting her skirt all the way to her waist, Yang Fan’s breathing became rapid, his eyes nearly popping out.

This wasn’t any base layer; this was battle attire!

The incredibly sexy one-piece black stockings accentuated Zhu Shanshan’s already enchanting figure, making it even more tempting.

And beneath the black stockings lay a uniquely chic pair of black lace panties.

Split open!

This clearly wasn’t the regular kind.

Who normally wears split-open panties?

Zhu Shanshan, her eyes pulling at the moist threads of her resolve, gently brushed over the seductive Golden Valley and softly asked, "Do you like it?"

"I love it!" Yang Fan said earnestly.

He now understood why Zhu Shanshan had worn such a conservative long skirt.

She was completely hiding her battle dress underneath.

Green skirt paired with black stockings, her combat power was maxed out.

Yang Fan yanked down Zhu Shanshan’s long skirt, revealing the battle dress in its true form.

In an instant, his eyes glazed over, his blood raced to his head, and his nose bled from the rush.

This attire was utterly domineering.

One-piece suspender-backed black stockings matched with an open-crotch black lace panty—who could resist being confused by this?

Yang Fan’s breath became hurried as he lovingly caressed Zhu Shanshan’s pert fullness.

She wore nothing underneath, the black one-piece stockings held them tightly secured.

Caressing, kneading, Yang Fan couldn’t help but descend in a devouring kiss.

Although the sensation through clothing wasn’t as distinct, it still had a unique feel.

"Mmm..."

Zhu Shanshan moaned softly, her eyes suddenly misting over with a dewy allure.

After a moment of kneading and devouring, Yang Fan’s fingers picked at the black stockings, tearing a hole.

In an instant, the snow-white and delicate gathered and surged forth.