Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 242: Thrills in the Wild

Chapter 242: Chapter 242: Thrills in the Wild

"So wealthy, huh?" Pan Xiaoxia gave Yang Fan a playful glance, spreading her palm and saying, "Okay then, give me ten thousand, and tonight you can do whatever you want with me—I’m all yours. Are you willing?"

"Willing, what’s there to be unwilling about? For you, I’d be willing to spend my entire fortune," Yang Fan replied.

Since it was all to be returned to Pan Xiaoxia eventually, he felt no pressure spending it.

Pan Xiaoxia let out a tsk, her head shaking like a bobblehead doll, "You talk big like it’s nothing at all. If you’re so capable, show me the money. As long as the money is right, I’d strip right now if you ask."

"You mean that?" Yang Fan’s interest was piqued.

"Yes, I mean it. This lady is fair and square in business, my word is as good as my spit and a nail!" Pan Xiaoxia said proudly with her chin up, "As long as you pay, tonight I’ll follow your every command."

She was convinced Yang Fan was just boasting, but Yang Fan actually made the transfer.

"Sent, check your account," Yang Fan put away his phone and provocatively looked at Pan Xiaoxia.

Pan Xiaoxia was stunned, her eyes wide with astonishment as she looked at Yang Fan.

"You really went through with it, huh. Alright, considering how bold you are. Tell me, what do you want me to do now?"

Pan Xiaoxia hesitated for a moment then accepted the payment.

Yang Fan glanced at the empty street and quietly curved his lips into a mischievous smile, "Start by taking off your panties."

Pan Xiaoxia looked at Yang Fan irritably, her charming eyes instantly misting over with the timid shyness of spring water.

"...Okay," she muttered, lightly biting her lip in agreement.

Looking around stealthily as if committing a crime, Pan Xiaoxia squatted down and reached under her skirt.

After fumbling for a moment, the panties that had been soaked several times that day were taken off over her feet.

"Happy now?" Pan Xiaoxia asked, her face flushing as she bunched the pink panties into her palm.

The light from the streetlamps was fragmented by tree branches into mottled shapes, casting onto Pan Xiaoxia’s face, making the blush on her cheeks appear even more tantalizingly elusive.

"Very satisfied," Yang Fan said, looking at her endearingly, "Now lift your skirt slowly."

Pan Xiaoxia’s eyes widened in shock, her mouth pouting in an annoyed pout like that of a goldfish’s as she glared at Yang Fan.

"I regret this!" she exclaimed in frustration.

"Seems like it’s a bit late for that. Your word is your bond, remember?" Yang Fan teased.

Taking a deep breath, Pan Xiaoxia suddenly yanked up her skirt, "Happy now?"

"Wait, lift it a bit higher, I want to see your beautiful and cute ’golden valley.’ I’ll let you know when you can stop," Yang Fan instructed.

"Yang Fan, that’s enough! There could be surveillance cameras around!" Pan Xiaoxia yelled.

"Don’t worry, I’ve already checked; there’s no surveillance," Yang Fan replied, "I’m not going to make us both famous."

Pan Xiaoxia was so infuriated she felt like steam was about to come out of her forehead, but she held on to her own words.

Withstanding the immense shame that made her deeply uncomfortable, she lifted her skirt up to her waist, exposing everything below it to the quiet night, and presenting herself before Yang Fan.

Yang Fan’s eyes went wide and his breathing hastened at once.

On this deserted street, under the cold streetlight, Pan Xiaoxia in such a pose was truly thrilling.

Her fair and well-proportioned legs stood like a slender ’herringbone,’ faintly revealing the sparsely-haired ’golden valley.’

Yang Fan had seen plenty of exhibitionist talk by the big shots online, and now having experienced it firsthand, he felt an instant rush of exhilaration.

It was genuinely thrilling and fun.

"Spread your legs a bit more," Yang Fan directed.

"Is this enough now? Do you want me to keep standing like this?" Pan Xiaoxia glared and shouted.

"If you agree to let me take photos, you can put it down right away," Yang Fan said with a mischievous smile.

Pan Xiaoxia’s pert nose almost twisted with irritation, "Yang Fan, enough is enough!"

"Then just hold that pose a bit longer," Yang Fan said.

"Take it, hurry up and take it!" Pan Xiaoxia said angrily, turning her head away.

Yang Fan immediately took out his cell phone and went click-click, taking photos from every angle.

"Are we done now?" Pan Xiaoxia’s voice trembled slightly as she asked.

This incredibly shameful posture made her feel extremely uncomfortable inside, but what was outrageous was that she faintly felt a thrill.

There was even a response down there.

At this moment, Pan Xiaoxia even started to wonder if deep down she was a wanton woman.

"Okay, you can put it down now," Yang Fan said, satisfied as he put away his phone.

Another great addition to his secret collection.

Hearing Yang Fan’s words, Pan Xiaoxia immediately dropped her skirt, and strode forward in a huff.

"Slow down, remember to follow my instructions. We don’t like haste, do we, little Panpan?" Yang Fan called out.

Pan Xiaoxia suddenly stopped in her tracks, her enchanting peach blossom eyes flashing with dangerous light, and she asked through gritted teeth, "Mr. Yang, what other tricks do you have up your sleeve now?"

"I’ve seen half below; now I want to see the top," Yang Fan said with a chuckle.

Pan Xiaoxia glared at Yang Fan, almost grinding her teeth to dust.

She quickly looked around, pulled down her dress from her shoulders, reached inside, and pulled out her trembling, full breasts, "There, have a look."

"Truly beautiful!" Yang Fan praised sincerely.

Pan Xiaoxia’s breasts were large and perky, like two round, jade smooth snow peaks, topped with little pink buds, glistening and plump.

Yang Fan, his mouth dry and tongue parched with appreciation, unhesitatingly took out his phone and went click-click, taking more photos.

Such beauty should be preserved; there might not be another chance to see it.

Look at her, biting down so hard her teeth could shatter.

There probably won’t be a next time.

Seeing Yang Fan put away his phone, Pan Xiaoxia quickly pulled up her dress and stuffed her full breasts back in, calmly covering up again.

"Mr. Yang, what other mischief do you have? Come on, throw everything you’ve got at me. I’m all in today, who’s afraid of who!" Pan Xiaoxia said, exasperated as if she were ready to break everything.

"Let’s walk ahead; I remember Jin Yu Park should be up front," Yang Fan said.

Of course, he had other tricks up his sleeve, and plenty of them.

"You, you want to do it outdoors? Stop right there, that’s not happening," Pan Xiaoxia immediately exclaimed with wide eyes.

"Ah, when one says ’go for broke,’ they mean it!" Yang Fan said in a raised tone, deliberately teasing.

Pan Xiaoxia kept a stern face and bit her teeth hard, "Let’s go! You think I’m afraid of you? Isn’t it just getting screwed by you with heaven as the cover and earth as the bed? What else do I have to be afraid of? This breeze feels quite nice for outdoors."

"That’s good if you’re not scared; I thought some people were about to back out!" Yang Fan said sarcastically.

"Shut up, when have I ever backed down? Move it, I’m tired," Pan Xiaoxia shouted in annoyance.