Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 275

Chapter 275: Chapter 275

In the room that had been tidied up by Little Mother and the others, which had completely changed its appearance, Yang Fan laid Yu Hong Dou, her face flushed, on the bed and laughingly said, "Your grandpa sent me so much Meat Corydalis, do you think he might feel his granddaughter is too fierce and needs to supplement her body well?"

"What are you talking about? How am I fierce? I’m clearly very gentle, thank you very much!" Yu Hong Dou punched Yang Fan’s chest gently with her small fists, pouting in complaint, "Besides, you’re as healthy as a young bull, you don’t need any boosting."

"Meat Corydalis is for boosting that particular area," Yang Fan said with a smirk.

"Ah? You... you bad guy, that part of you doesn’t need boosting either, I can’t even handle it, and you still want to boost!" Yu Hong Dou shyly punched him lightly, burying her blush-stained cheeks into Yang Fan’s embrace.

"After all, it was your grandpa’s kind intention; I can’t disappoint the old man’s goodwill. Just wait a moment, I’ll go make some, and we can test its effects," Yang Fan said.

Yu Hong Dou was startled and quickly wrapped her arms around Yang Fan’s waist, "Brother Fanzi, don’t, my grandpa definitely didn’t mean that. That part of you really does not need boosting, you’re extremely impressive, definitely the best among men."

"But I still feel somewhat lacking. Your grandpa especially sent Meat Corydalis, he definitely meant something by it. You know, the elders handle things in a manner where you should get the hint without explicit words," Yang Fan said with mock seriousness.

Whining coquettishly, Yu Hong Dou cried out, "Brother Fanzi, don’t, you’ll kill me... sob, let’s try another day."

Yang Fan raised his hand to stroke Yu Hong Dou’s narrow back, unable to hold back his laughter, "It depends on your attitude then."

"Brother Fanzi, isn’t my attitude good enough? You said to lie down, and I did immediately," Yu Hong Dou pouted and looked up at Yang Fan with a somewhat aggrieved mumble.

"Then why are your clothes still intact? Your attitude is actually not adequate," Yang Fan said.

Yu Hong Dou huffed playfully, "Then just say it directly, why scare me with that?"

She obediently began to undress, quickly stripping herself down to nothing but a three-point bikini.

Then she started to help Yang Fan out of his clothes, "Brother Fan, is that Meat Corydalis really that strong?"

"If it’s good quality and genuine, it indeed has quite a potent effect," Yang Fan said with a smile, "But it’s meant to make those who are average become a bit fiercer, like me, but it won’t help those who are already hopeless regain their confidence."

"What are you saying, Brother Fanzi, you really misunderstand yourself, you are strong, not average!" Yu Hong Dou said seriously with a stern little face, "Although I don’t know what others are like, anyway, I can’t cope with it."

Yang Fan pulled Yu Hong Dou into his arms, "You still want to try out others?"

"No, I was just making a comparison," Yu Hong Dou laughed.

"That won’t do, I must punish you. Stick out your tongue, and let me bite it," Yang Fan said sternly, pretending to scare her.

Yu Hong Dou bent over with laughter, her bright, gleaming eyes behind her round glasses curving like crescent moons.

She closed her eyes slightly, lifted her chin, and very carefully stuck out a bit of her tender, rosy tongue.

Yang Fan leaned down to kiss her.

When their tongues entwined, a wave of indescribable passion instantly spread over them.

It was like a pile of kindling, dry to its limits, had been set ablaze.

Kissing passionately, Yang Fan’s palm lifted the beige bra, grasping the exceptionally soft fullness hidden within—the two bouncy and fair mounds were squeezed round and flattened by turns by Yang Fan’s kneading.

The tiny pink buds atop them grew harder as the heat of their emotions slowly rose.

"Mmm..."

With Yang Fan’s gentle teasing, a faint moan escaped Yu Hong Dou’s lips.

Her petite, exquisite body squirmed restlessly, her two fair, long legs locked tightly together and rubbed against each other slowly.

The young girl experiencing intimacy for the first time had a body in its most sensitive state.

Just this slight touch was like a lightning strike igniting a subterranean fire, releasing the emotions hidden within her body instantaneously, turning them into a sweetness thicker than honey.

Yang Fan nibbled and sucked on Yu Hong Dou’s sweet lips, like honey. His right hand moved slowly downwards, parted her fair, long legs, and squeezed into the golden valley, still hidden by her panties.

The damp trace had already spread through the panties.

Yang Fan pressed gently a few times, faintly feeling the watery texture inside.

"Mmm... Mmm... Mmm..."

Yu Hong Dou’s breathing suddenly became rapid, and her slender and graceful waist instinctively arched upward.

Although there was no verbal communication, her body provided the best answer.

She wanted it, wanted more caresses.

Yang Fan pushed aside the panties that clung tightly to the golden valley and slid his hand inside.

In his grasp was a warm and slippery sensation, like stones in a pond covered with algae, almost slipping from his hand.

Yang Fan played and gently kneaded it.

Yu Hong Dou’s sensitive little bean was easy to find in her golden valley that lacked even the wings of a butterfly.

Applying a bit more pressure with the palm, he could feel a small protrusion hiding there.

Kneading and playing, Yu Hong Dou’s breath and moans gradually became more urgent.

"Ah... Brother Fanzi, don’t, don’t... ah ah ah..."

Her legs clamped together again, trapping Yang Fan’s hand between them.

At the same time, her entire body seemed to tense up forcefully.

When she said no, Yang Fan’s excitement only grew stronger.

He forcefully parted Yu Hong Dou’s long legs, yanked off the obstructive panties, and then adjusted his position to hold Yu Hong Dou in his arms. Only then did he begin to play up and down like plucking a guitar, on Yu Hong Dou’s sensitive area in the golden valley.

"Ah ah ah ah..."

Yu Hong Dou’s face flushed with shame as she moaned intensely, suddenly grabbing Yang Fan’s arm tightly.

"Ah ah ah... ah—"

Suddenly, she let out a high-pitched scream, followed by a gush of liquid shooting out.

The amount was so great that it immediately stained Zhou Wenhu’s newly changed bedsheets with a large patch.

Yu Hong Dou with her sensual red lips slightly parted, her body shook violently like being electrocuted.

She turned around, lifted her cheeks and took the initiative to bite Yang Fan’s mouth.

She sought him out fiercely, like a starving little tiger. Kissing, sucking, her right hand mischievously slid into Yang Fan’s pants, capturing that thing which scared but also delighted her.

"Brother Fanzi, I want it. Will you do it to me?"

"How much do you want it?"

"I want it very, very much. I feel... if you don’t do it to me now, Brother Fanzi, I’ll die."