Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 283

Chapter 283: Chapter 283

Wu Xuelan’s unrestrained and direct approach was something that Yang Fan truly appreciated.

There was absolutely no beating around the bush, even the most outrageous requests could be negotiated.

As long as it was doable, she seemed willing to try.

Yang Fan felt that if this trend continued, after spending some more time together, with just a glance, Wu Xuelan ought to know whether it was time to take off her pants or her bra.

Wu Xuelan parked her electric bike beside Yang Fan and stealthily glanced around before walking into an alley on their right-hand side, feigning calm.

Yang Fan couldn’t help but anticipate what was to come.

If it was just about having fun, Wu Xuelan was definitely the best playmate he had ever encountered.

Gao Lanlan might act even more direct and bold than Wu Xuelan.

But she didn’t count.

That woman only cared about her own pleasure and wouldn’t consider Yang Fan’s feelings like Wu Xuelan did, which was a bit disappointing.

After about four or five minutes, Wu Xuelan came over with her arms crossed in front of her, pretending to be nonchalant.

Yang Fan glanced at the fullness barred by her arms and asked, "Gone?"

"Mhm," Wu Xuelan lightly hummed with a slight smile on her lips.

Yang Fan looked closely and said, "How can I not tell?"

"How else do you want to look? It’s pretty obvious, you know? Look, it’s protruding." Wu Xuelan said softly, gently pressing on her perky fullness.

Yang Fan grinned mischievously and said, "Now that you point it out, I can kind of see what you mean. Your skirt has great privacy; I think from now on you could consider not wearing any, it’s absolutely unnoticeable."

"Don’t talk nonsense. I dare to wear it, but if a bad guy drags me into the woods and has his way, will you take responsibility?" Wu Xuelan reproached him.

Yang Fan chuckled, "I really can’t take that responsibility. Besides, if someone wants to drag you into the woods, whether you’re wearing underwear or not isn’t important; it’s the outer appearance that matters."

Wu Xuelan rolled her eyes at him.

"Where did you put your clothes?" Yang Fan asked curiously, noticing Wu Xuelan wasn’t holding anything.

Wu Xuelan shrugged her shoulders, "It’s inconvenient to hold them in my hands; I threw them away. You’ll owe me a new set someday, huh?"

"Sure, I’ll compensate you, but no matter what I give you, you’ve got to wear it!" Yang Fan said.

A bold idea suddenly occurred to him.

The soft light twinkled in Wu Xuelan’s eyes as she leaned down and asked with a chuckle, "What naughty idea are you cooking up now?"

"As long as it’s not too outrageous, I dare to buy and you dare to wear for this bad guy. It’s just a piece of clothing, what’s there to fear? After all, you’re the only one who’s going to see it in the end."

Yang Fan nodded emphatically, loving her attitude.

"Buddy, your cake is ready."

The voice of the cake shop owner came from behind them.

Yang Fan paid for the cake, placed it inside the trike’s compartment, and asked Wu Xuelan, "Do you want to ride your electric bike or shall we leave it in town?"

"I’ll ride it. I’m leaving early tomorrow, might not have a ride," Wu Xuelan considered for a moment and then said, "It’s just a short distance anyway, even if I sit beside you, you can’t do much, right?"

Yang was rendered speechless; she really had thought of everything.

But he just asked casually, without any other intention.

"Then you ride it," Yang Fan said.

"You go ahead, I’ll follow behind you," Wu Xuelan winked at Yang.

The two of them rode their separate vehicles away from the twilight-draped town.

Once they left the town, vast fields came into view.

As they traveled, Yang Fan scoped out a suitable location for a potential passionate encounter in the wild.

Having circled that broad, endless expanse of fields, when they reached the edge of the mountain, Yang Fan suddenly stopped.

He fixed his gaze on the reservoir below the road.

At the edge of the reservoir was a wetland, interspersed with ponds both large and small, the area teeming with reeds.

With the lay of the land, two people could hide out in broad daylight without a soul in sight, let alone now when night had already cast a dim shroud.

"Head over there?" Wu Xuelan stopped her bike beside Yang Fan, looked in the direction he was gazing and asked.

"What do you think?" Yang Fan asked.

"Not bad, but it’s easy to slip into the mud, got to be a bit careful," Wu Xuelan said.

"Then let’s go, we’ll set our bikes aside." Yang Fan made a swift decision.

"Mhm."

The two parked their bikes in an inconspicuous place at the roadside and made their way off the main road, one after the other, into the reeds that were like a canopy of green gauze.

This place, unless one stood atop the mountain to look down, was completely invisible from the outside.

Yang Fan led Wu Xuelan, not going too deep, merely took a few steps before he stopped.

He trampled down the surrounding reeds, crafting a natural bed of sorts, sat down to test it and chuckled, "It’s quite soft, actually."

Wu Xuelan, her eyes ablaze with intense heat, pressed her supple body onto Yang Fan’s.

"Today, let me do you, okay?" Wu Xuelan asked, up close and smiling at Yang Fan.

That seduction and haziness that couldn’t be concealed, almost seemed to spill out from the corners of her eyes.

They say eyes are the windows to the soul, and at this moment, Wu Xuelan’s windows were like the crater of a volcano.

Yang Fan grasped Wu Xuelan’s full, sagging breasts precisely, chuckled and said, "Which time haven’t you done me? It’s mutual, right? I do you, you do me, there’s no difference!"

"That’s not the same, there’s a clear difference between you taking the initiative and me doing so, okay?" Wu Xuelan said in a delicate voice.

"Alright, alright, then you go ahead!" Yang Fan laughed.

A woman eager to force herself on someone should have her little wish granted.

Wu Xuelan giggled seductively and bent to kiss Yang Fan’s lips.

After a brief kiss, her mouth began to travel down his neck, heading south.

Her supple lips were just as fiery as her current mood, kissing with a bit of impatience.

Yang Fan, on the other hand, alternated his hands, playing with those full, sagging twins. After the bra was gone, the thin skirt could hardly conceal the softness of the pair; the feel was almost the same as bare skin, smooth and soft to the touch.

Especially when they hung down, the sensation was even more delightful.

Wu Xuelan herself seemed to be a C-cup, and now as they hung down, Yang Fan felt they were nearly reaching a D.

"Mmm... Mmhmm..."

Wu Xuelan’s moans, carried with them breathy pants, were growing more urgent by the moment, filled with an eager intensity as if she had already plunged deep into the fiery passion.

She pushed aside Yang Fan’s shorts, and his robust member had barely peeked out when she caught it in her mouth.

This was the first time Yang Fan felt a wolfish hunger in such matters.

Wu Xuelan stroked with one hand while fervently sucking, making squelching noises.

Her eagerness was such that she seemed to want to swallow Yang Fan whole.

"Turn your body around," Yang Fan said.

Wu Xuelan complied immediately.

She reversed and pressed her buttocks over, bending over and arching her back at the same time, adopting a position that was more convenient for Yang Fan.