Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 234 Half Coaxed, Half Pushed

Chapter 234: Chapter 234 Half Coaxed, Half Pushed

"Big brother, it looks like that’s all for Sifang Town, what are you planning to do next?"

At the street corner of Sifang Town, three people who had just finished loading the truck were resting, and Pan Xiaoxia fanned herself with her hand as she asked.

"Move on to another place and continue collecting," Yang Fan gulped down two mouthfuls of his drink and wiped his mouth.

"Do you want to lend me a hand? Whatever price you can negotiate is all yours, as usual, I’ll give you ninety-one."

The recent cooperation made Yang Fan feel a pang of compassion for recruiting Pan Xiaoxia.

After all, she was a woman who had managed to become the most powerful in this line of work in Sifang Town, so her bargaining skills were anything but ordinary.

Pan Xiaoxia asked with slight surprise, "Do you mean you want to hire me?"

"That’s more or less what I’m suggesting," Yang Fan said with a grin.

Pan Xiaoxia’s beautiful eyes moved slightly, as if there were twinkling stars shining within them.

After considering it briefly for a few seconds, she nodded, "All right, then shall we head to Wuchuan Town? I used to have a store there and am quite familiar with several of the bosses. I should be able to drum up a few thousand pounds."

"With those connections, that would be more than great," Yang Fan laughed, "Brother Zhao Wu, let’s hit the road."

"Sure," Zhao Wu vigorously rubbed his face with both hands and then suddenly turned to Pan Xiaoxia, "How about this, you two squeeze into the back? I can clear up a bit of the stuff, this trip is quite long, I’m worried about getting caught."

"Can’t you shift the stuff from the back into the truck bed?" Pan Xiaoxia asked, suddenly feeling a bit shy.

"Of course it’s possible, but we have to load goods later, so we’ll have to clear it again. On the way back, you’ll still have to squeeze in," Zhao Wu stated righteously, "Besides, Boss Yang is in a hurry today, moving stuff back and forth like this is such a waste of time. You were hurrying me just now. I was driving with my eyes wide open like a calf’s, almost sparking the gas pedal."

"Then... alright then," Pan Xiaoxia mumbled with some embarrassment, quickly glancing at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan felt a warmth in his heart; his brother’s assist was executed beautifully.

If he wasn’t worried about Pan Xiaoxia finding out, he would have liked to give Zhao Wu a big thumbs up.

What talent!

Zhao Wu smiled at Yang Fan, shifted the items from the back seat outside a bit to free up just about enough space for one person to sit, and then the three of them got into the vehicle and set off for Wuchuan Town once again.

The space Zhao Wu cleared was rather tight, leaving Pan Xiaoxia with the options of either sitting on Yang Fan’s lap or having him sit on hers.

Although it involved a bit of trickery, the task wasn’t easy to accomplish.

After all, arranging his items properly, there was easily enough room for two people.

But Zhao Wu was meticulous, contriving to make those items, which weren’t bulky, take up a lot of space.

The car sped along the highway, while Pan Xiaoxia sped along on Yang Fan’s thighs.

With the car’s bumps, her full, soft buttocks rhythmically pressed against Yang Fan’s crotch.

Up and down, then up and down again.

This entrancing soft sensation made Yang Fan already stand to attention, as sturdy as a rock.

Pan Xiaoxia bit her lower lip, her misty eyes filled with bewildered moisture, and she stared intensely out the window, desperately trying to conceal the surging turmoil inside her and the uncontrollable tickling sensation in her heart.

That feeling made her overwhelmingly ashamed, yet there was also a vague, unspoken yearning...

She wanted to be brazenly entered by the man beneath her buttocks.

This was the most urgent desire of her body on this trip.

The skirt, soaking wet once again, was undoubtedly the most direct proof.

But her rational mind sternly told her that she must not do it, that she absolutely must not do so.

This tug-of-war between her dual psyches made her exceedingly uncomfortable.

She felt as if she were caught between heaven and hell, unable to decide.

Just then, she suddenly felt a large hand stealthily slipping beneath her skirt, touching her thigh and quietly moving toward that most shameful secret spot.

No, I can’t let him do this.

Pan Xiaoxia’s mind was screaming with countless voices; she quickly reached out to hold her skirt down, but her hand felt like a slippery eel, already clinging to her now damp underwear.

The place was surely as soaked as if washed, Pan Xiaoxia felt it very clearly.

What to do... What should I do?

Pan Xiaoxia bit her lip tightly, her entire being flushed with shame as if she had turned to stone.

It was with a burst of courage that Yang Fan reached out his hand.

The response from Pan Xiaoxia’s demeanor made him feel that this woman probably wouldn’t lash out.

He ventured bit by bit, and his palm eventually landed in the warm, moist territory of the golden valley.

Although Pan Xiaoxia had reached out to hold her skirt, she hadn’t stopped his hand.

For Yang Fan, this was like the most direct of signals.

He immediately seized the moment, his fingers lifting the thin underwear and sliding inside.

He truly did slip inside.

For Pan Xiaoxia was so moist that even the sparse hair above was drenched, almost as if freshly washed.

"Don’t!"

Pan Xiaoxia suddenly turned her head, her face flushed as she whispered to Yang Fan, while at the same time firmly closing her legs.

"Just let me take advantage, Sister, you are too tempting, I can’t help myself," Yang Fan whispered into Pan Xiaoxia’s ear.

Pan Xiaoxia’s body stiffened suddenly, as a blush spread to the back of her ears.

The uniquely masculine scent of Yang Fan was blowing in her ear, causing her heart to flutter chaotically, like a deer running wild in her chest.

Though she hadn’t made up her mind, her body very honestly began to slowly part her legs.

Yang Fan’s fingers were freed again, and he gently explored the wet territory of the golden valley, carefully studying the shape there. Not plump, just smooth, without the little wings.

This must be the classic shape of a Blooming Flower, rumored to be one of the treasures as well.

After feeling it for a short while, Yang Fan’s fingers probed into the incredibly hot golden valley.

The excessive moisture allowed him to slip inside almost effortlessly, with very little movement.

So tight!

Even in such a wet condition, it was slightly difficult for Yang Fan’s two fingers to enter.

This tightness surprised Yang Fan.

A fully ripened woman being so tight was unexpected.

Unless she hasn’t done it in a very, very long time.

"Hmm..."

Pan Xiaoxia couldn’t help but let out a soft moan, quickly covering her mouth and wedging her head between the car seat and the window, worried that Zhao Wu might hear, even more afraid that he might see her current state through the rearview mirror.

Yang Fan, on the other hand, was quite composed, sitting upright with a serious demeanor.

Just then, Zhao Wu driving in front suddenly adjusted the rearview mirror to the side and turned on the car stereo.

Yang Fan couldn’t help but smile wryly; this brother really knew how to handle things.

Although he wasn’t sure if Zhao Wu had seen anything just now, now he definitely couldn’t see and probably couldn’t hear clearly either.

This blasting music meant that even if Pan Xiaoxia were to start shouting, he probably wouldn’t be able to hear her clearly.

But Zhao Wu’s considerate gesture made Yang Fan feel a bit embarrassed.