Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 253: Dry Tinder, Blazing Fire

Chapter 253: Chapter 253: Dry Tinder, Blazing Fire

With the collective effort of the family, by the afternoon, the sign above the door had been replaced, the outdoor stove and flower bed in the courtyard had been built up, and the living quarters had been reorganized; everything looked brand new.

Normally, a task like changing the sign would definitely not be finished in one day.

But with Little Mother there, everything became possible.

The advertising company contacted in the morning had finished the letters by three in the afternoon. They came over to install them, and the job was done.

Bai Cao Pavilion.

This was the name of the store, unanimously agreed upon by the family after discussion.

Now, Yang Fan could truly just wait for the opening day.

However, before that, he had a very important task to handle, which was to take care of the paperwork.

Without proper procedures, it was absolutely impossible to open the store.

Yang was completely clueless about these matters, not even knowing where to start, so he consulted Old Zhou.

As it turned out, Old Zhou had some connections and could handle it with just a phone call.

After understanding the process and any other precautions from Old Zhou, Yang grabbed his documents, said goodbye to Little Mother and the others, and rushed to the county town. The process, influenced by favors, was completed so quickly that Yang found it almost unbelievable.

From arriving at the place to receiving his business license, he hadn’t even spent an hour.

Normally, just changing a card would have required him to wait in a long line.

In this society of relationships, whether it was good or bad, Yang couldn’t quite say.

At least recently, he had indeed enjoyed the convenience brought by personal connections.

After getting some cigarettes, five hundred and fifty each, at the convenience store, Yang pocketed them and headed to Old Zhou’s store.

Old Zhou wasn’t there. Dressed in a black dress, Zhu Shanshan was sitting behind the counter, doing her eyebrows and makeup.

"Sister-in-law, you’re already as beautiful as a celestial being, no need for more makeup," Yang joked as he leaned on the counter, chuckling.

Shanshan, startled, her hand trembled, her beautiful eyes moved slightly, pretending to be angry, "You little rascal, are you trying to scare me to death?"

"If I had anything to do with being as beautiful as a celestial being, I wouldn’t bother with that honest fool Old Zhou; he flatters me too unrealistically."

"But in my heart, sister-in-law, you are indeed as beautiful as a celestial being," Yang chuckled. "Where’s Old Zhou?"

"You have your opening in a couple of days, so he’s out looking for a congratulatory gift for you," said Shanshan, leaning slightly to the side, resting her cheek on her hand, her delicately made-up eyes sparkling with a soft charm as she smiled at Yang, "I have a congratulatory gift too. Do you want it now, or another day?"

"What kind of wonderful gift is sister-in-law prepared to give me?" Yang asked with a smile.

Shanshan’s eyes brimmed with affection; her slender hands gently lifted her neckline, "Myself. What do you think of this gift?"

Yang’s eyes widened at the suddenly exposed full, snow-white breasts.

She was so bold today!

Revealing such private things without any buildup or preamble.

"This must be the best gift ever!" Yang’s eyes instantly lit up, his heartbeat rapidly accelerating.

After placing the cigarettes aside, he walked around to the other side of the counter.

Crouching next to Shanshan, Yang somewhat roughly lifted her skirt.

He yanked down the black lacy panties she was wearing inside and parted Shanshan’s shapely, long legs, plunging his head in between them.

Doing it here made Yang feel a bit nervous; he wanted to finish quickly.

"Ah..." Shanshan let out a soft cry as her body suddenly arched backward.

"You naughty fellow, why so hasty? Ah ah..."

Yang wasn’t hasty, he was nervous.

Shanshan was so straightforward in her actions that the intent was clear and could not be more obvious.

But in this place, Yang Fan was truly nervous.

If Old Zhou were to suddenly return, then everything would be over...

"Ah... Fanzi, don’t suck so hard, ah ah ah... Oh God, I can’t handle it." Zhu Shanshan’s face flushed red, her fists suddenly clenched tight then violently released, gripping the edge of the table firmly.

The excessive stimulation caused the veins on her hands to bulge, her entire body tensing up as if exerting force everywhere.

She tiptoed, her toes digging tightly together, her two fair long legs tightly clamping Yang Fan’s head.

But soon they were propped open by his arms, continuing the full-force assault on that golden valley.

A kiss devoid of lip and tongue contact was evidently more stimulating to Zhu Shanshan than kissing on the mouth.

Yang Fan used all his skills for a moment, his left hand sliding up under Zhu Shanshan’s skirt and into her bra, seizing that soft plenitude. Simultaneously, his fingers also slid into Zhu Shanshan’s moist golden valley.

There was no resistance at all; it was as slippery as a finger delving into a pool of clear water.

"Ah..."

Zhu Shanshan’s brows furrowed slightly, then relaxed instantly, a pleased expression appearing on her face.

Plopping sounds.

Intense splashes erupted, instantly drenching Yang Fan’s fingers thoroughly.

"Ah ah..."

Zhu Shanshan’s legs subconsciously pressed together.

The intense fondling gave her a sensation of electrification all over her body, making her feel as though she was floating.

"Fanzi, I want it, I really want it, please do me, do me hard, okay?"

Zhu Shanshan’s face bore a look of intoxication, her eyes watery and filled with eagerness as she looked at Yang Fan.

At that moment, she was like a bundle of flames desperately needing to be quenched, feeling she might die if not thoroughly filled.

Yang Fan glanced outside, his expression somewhat troubled.

This place, it really isn’t easy to do it.

Although the bar wasn’t near the entrance, people walking by outside generally couldn’t see inside.

But if someone were to enter the shop, they would definitely be discovered.

Zhu Shanshan noticed Yang Fan’s dilemma and said, "I’ll lie under the table, and you can sit and do it. If someone comes in, just fend them off with some excuse, a simple ’help watch the shop’ will cover it."

"But what if Old Zhou comes back?" Yang Fan asked.

This was what he was truly worried about.

"He won’t, you can relax. This guy never comes back until the time we’ve agreed to switch shifts. He always times it exactly. Although the shop is his, he’d rather I stay here all day while he messes around outside."

"Come on then, Fanzi, I really want it..."

Yang Fan could only nod. The arrow was already nocked to the bowstring, taut and ready, so he might as well aim for the bullseye.

Zhu Shanshan’s soft body slipped to the ground, crawling under the table, then she positioned herself to stick out her buttocks as much as possible.

Yang Fan then sat on the chair and pulled the chair forward a bit.

After adjusting their positions, he then unzipped his fly, releasing his erection.

He rubbed a few times against Zhu Shanshan’s wet golden valley with his buddy, then thrust deeply into her.

"Ah... it’s so full Fanzi, it feels amazing, so comfortable, mmm..."

This position must have been quite difficult for Zhu Shanshan, she couldn’t straighten her back, and lying low made it hard for Yang Fan to reach her, almost like a semi-crouched stance. Virtually her entire body was hidden under the table, with only half of her buttocks exposed outside.

But for Yang Fan, this position was very enticing.