Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 232: Best Assistant

Chapter 232: Chapter 232: Best Assistant

"Then get in the car, and big sister, you can guide us," Yang Fan said.

Zhao Wu, who had just lit a cigarette, suddenly seemed to be in a bit of a spot and said, "Could the two of you squeeze in together? It’s just a short distance, and I’ve loaded some goods in the back seat, so there’s no room for another person."

Although Yang Fan had been sitting for a while, he really hadn’t paid attention to the situation of the rear seats.

He turned towards Pan Xiaoxia.

"I don’t have a car either... Let’s just squeeze in," Pan Xiaoxia said, her cheeks red and with an embarrassed look on her face.

The three of them got into the car, with Yang Fan and Pan Xiaoxia squeezing into the passenger seat.

The space in the car seat was limited, and after both of them shifted a bit, they finally managed to cram in somewhat comfortably.

Pressed tightly against Pan Xiaoxia’s plump and perky buttocks, the warmth from their bodies began to transfer to one another.

Yang Fan couldn’t help but have some inappropriate thoughts, while Pan Xiaoxia was so shy she seemed to want to bury herself in the car window.

But just as the car started, Zhao Wu suddenly said, "Sister, could you please sit on our Boss Yang’s lap? You managed to squeeze in, but the gear shift is a bit cramped now."

"Ah? How, how could that be okay?" Pan Xiaoxia was already feeling quite embarrassed, and upon hearing she should now sit on Yang Fan’s lap, her face turned red as if she had just emerged from a sauna, glowing a translucent red.

"Please bear with it for a bit, it’s only a short way," Zhao Wu said.

"Then...Okay," Pan Xiaoxia conceded and lifted her plump, soft buttocks into Yang Fan’s embrace.

She seemed very tense, grabbing the handle above with her right hand, trying her best to keep her body suspended.

However, as soon as the car started, her efforts were instantly undone.

Her plump, soft buttocks pressed down firmly on Yang Fan.

Yang Fan almost let out a pleasurable sigh.

The feeling was truly comfortable.

Soft, with plenty of bounce.

And Pan Xiaoxia was surprisingly accurate, for her warmly heated golden valley was almost completely pressing down on Yang Fan’s brother, causing it to instantly stand at attention, an involuntary gesture of respect.

Pan Xiaoxia’s face changed slightly, and she quickly bit down on her lower lip.

The fiery hardness, like steel, sent a shiver through her entire body.

How many years had it been?

She could no longer remember clearly.

A life full of trivial struggles had long made her forget the passage of time.

But it seemed like five or six years since anyone had touched her there in that manner...

Pan Xiaoxia instinctively twisted her body.

With that friction, a fiery atmosphere sparked immediately.

She made herself want to move even more and also stirred up the fire in Yang Fan’s body.

What had merely been a rising member became fully erect in an instant, pressing heavily against Pan Xiaoxia’s warm, soft golden valley, trying to break through the barrier of clothing and penetrate deeper.

Pan Xiaoxia bit her lower lip hard, her heart chaotically like a startled deer that had strayed in.

Why was he so formidable?

If he went in...

Ah, what am I thinking? Why would I let him go in?

No, it’s not right.

As Pan Xiaoxia thought to herself, she hurriedly lifted her buttocks a bit to escape from Yang Fan’s touch.

Yang Fan quickly pressed them back down.

He hadn’t thought much about it, it was just his instinctive reaction.

After he did it, fearing that Pan Xiaoxia would turn against him, he immediately let go.

He wanted to explain, but with Zhao Wu right there, it was not appropriate to say anything, so he held back and kept quiet.

What surprised Yang Fan a bit was that after Pan Xiaoxia was pushed back down, she stopped trying to flee.

Although her body remained tense, her buttocks stuck tightly to that spot and did not move again.

The car slowly moved forward, and the bumpy road caused the two motionless people to achieve a rhythm of movement.

Suddenly, Yang Fan felt a trace of warm moisture seeping through the clothes.

And it was getting hotter...

He stared blankly at Pan Xiaoxia’s slender and graceful back, somewhat dumbfounded.

Could it be she had already reached the peak? Was she brought to the pinnacle by being prodded a couple of times?!

Or was it that she naturally had an abundance of water?

No wonder she had stopped running earlier, it seemed she was also sensitively aware of it.

Pan Xiaoxia bit her lower lip hard, forcefully restraining the impulse to twist her buttocks.

Why did this thing suddenly become so attractive?

She couldn’t control her body at all anymore.

The bumps and the jolts from the uneven road had already caused her to lose herself somewhat.

It was just a few simple movements, but she felt an intense joy inside her.

That feeling was like towering waves, and she was just a solitary leaf on the big wave, she couldn’t control herself, and suddenly her body gave way, followed by wetness that spread all around.

Although it was comforting for a moment, Pan Xiaoxia instantly wanted to die...

She bit her lip so hard that blood appeared, but the embarrassment was overwhelming.

What to do?

His trousers must have been wetted by me. How am I supposed to get out of the car later?

Yang Fan was shocked but also pleasantly surprised.

This woman was too sensitive.

With such a huge amount of fluid, it must feel crazy good if it got inside.

"Sister, is this the coal yard up ahead?" Zhao Wu’s voice suddenly broke the silence.

Pan Xiaoxia snapped back to reality, glanced at the roadside in a somewhat flustered manner, and said, "Yes, that one, right here. Stop the car for a moment, I will go talk to the boss here."

"Okay!"

Zhao Wu stopped the car, and Pan Xiaoxia, like a panicked deer, hurried out of the car, followed by Yang Fan.

Luckily, he was wearing black trousers, so the wet marks weren’t very noticeable; otherwise, he would have been utterly embarrassed today.

Pan Xiaoxia hurried toward the small house next to the coal yard, clutching her skirt with one hand, her steps fast.

Her skirt, however, was quite obvious.

Despite her best efforts to cover it up, a large wet patch was still visible.

Such a top-notch woman.

Those mature, seductive, peach-blossom eyes, and so much water too!

Though the years had etched marks of maturity on her face, she must have been the most beautiful flower in the vicinity at eighteen. Even now, though time had left its traces, it hadn’t veiled her beauty.

In fact, in Yang Fan’s view, it added a more mature charm.

For such a woman, after what happened with Cao Wang, rumors of her liaisons with others seemed plausible.

Some people, unable to have her for themselves, would out of jealousy speculate and casually attach labels to others.

"Boss Yang, did it really happen?" Zhao Wu suddenly asked.

Leaning on the car window with a cigarette between his fingers, his face was full of gossip-fueled laughter.

Yang Fan waved his hand dismissively, "Nonsense, her man is mad."

"You don’t have to admit it, but I think my assist was pretty good this time, right? Remember to call me when you need a car in the future," Zhao Wu said with a wink and a nudge, "Even if it wasn’t successful, just the two of you getting cozy ups the chance of success big time!"