Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 285

Chapter 285: Chapter 285

A woman who cooperates well can send a man’s experience soaring straight up.

Even after they had finished and returned to the main road, Yang Fan was still cherishing the thoroughly exhilarating sensation.

The kind of unhindered depth, without the need to be gently cautious, was irresistibly addictive.

However, Wu Xuelan’s posture was slightly awkward.

She walked while grimacing, drawing in a breath as if she had twisted her ankle.

Wu Xuelan, who instinctively jumped the moment her buttocks touched the seat of the vehicle, cast a resentful look at Yang Fan, "You little rascal, couldn’t you have been a bit more gentle? At this rate, I’ll have to take a day off tomorrow."

Yang Fan grinned widely with a chuckle, "It felt too good, I didn’t even realize it, especially when you kept shouting ’don’t stop, don’t stop’. With you yelling like that, I definitely had to go along with your wishes."

Wu Xuelan, with a tinge of resentment in her eyes, huffed and muttered, "It did feel amazing at the time, but who could have expected the aftermath to be so terrible? Every little move hurts now, I can’t even sit on the seat."

"How about we leave the bike here, and I give you a ride back?" suggested Yang Fan.

Wu Xuelan, with her right hand covering her buttocks, was tempted, as she truly couldn’t ride her bike. It was slightly better when she squeezed her legs together, but if she spread them even a little, it felt as if a club had been thrust into her "golden valley," and every muscle in her body seemed to ache.

Yang Fan’s tricycle with a front seat would definitely be more comfortable than her little electric scooter.

She hesitated momentarily and said, "But if I leave it here, I’m afraid I might not see my little broken bike tomorrow. I just bought it, and haven’t used it much. It would be such a pity if it disappeared."

"Like this, put it on my vehicle," Yang Fan said. "It shouldn’t be too heavy, let me try."

He walked over, took the electric scooter from Wu Xuelan, first lifted the front wheel onto the cargo area, then with a push from the back, smoothly got the scooter into the cargo bed.

Then he jumped into the cargo bed and secured the electric scooter.

"Problem perfectly solved, let’s go." Yang Fan said, clapping his hands.

Wu Xuelan got onto Yang Fan’s tricycle with a limp.

The unusual pain from Golden Valley nearly brought her to tears, a strange sensation indeed. Apart from the pain, there was also a sense of emptiness, as if that place was perpetually open, as if leaking air.

Just as Yang Fan was about to start the tricycle, he glanced at Wu Xuelan biting her lower lip and asked with some concern, "You’re not seriously hurt, are you? Should we go to the hospital?"

"What hospital? Just got a bit too rough," Wu Xuelan laughed off annoyedly.

"Getting too rough might land you into some trouble too," Yang Fan commented.

Yang Fan was really worried about Wu Xuelan in her current state.

"It’s fine, I’m well aware of my own condition," Wu Xuelan waved off, "It doesn’t hurt as much as earlier. Right when you pulled out, it felt as if you were gone, but then it seemed like a club was thrust back in, just that feeling of being stretched and prickled with pain everywhere."

"Strangely enough, when you were doing it, I didn’t feel the slightest pain, only... excitement, you know, that kind of stimulating sensation. And when you pulled out, that’s when the pain started. Like this, it seems I won’t be able to touch a man for four or five days, oh what a pity..."

Hearing Wu Xuelan speak like this, Yang Fan finally let go of his worries and teased her, "So you’re telling me you have other lovers besides me?"

Wu Xuelan flirtatiously tossed her hair and cast a coquettish glance at Yang Fan, "Of course I do, I need to enjoy life while I’m young, enjoy men, that’s not a bad idea, is it?"

Complete nonsense!

Although Wu Xuelan spoke as if she were serious, Yang Fan didn’t believe a word of it.

"Are you jealous?" Wu Xuelan leaned in, trying to read a hint of jealousy on Yang Fan’s face.

But unfortunately, Yang Fan was extremely indifferent, his face showing no signs of anything out of the ordinary.

He chuckled and said, "Why would I be jealous? You’re already married; what reason do I have to be jealous? If I were jealous of you, that would be inappropriate."

"You little rascal, your heart is too cruel. Even if it isn’t right, you could at least pretend a bit!" Wu Xuelan huffed, "I was even planning to bring my sister along and have the three of us... do some rather enjoyable activities together."

"But now, forget it, it’s really annoying."

Yang Fan’s eyes lit up, he turned with a smile and said, "Since I know you’re just making it up, I don’t need to be jealous. Has your sister agreed?"

"You little rascal." Wu Xuelan was teased into laughter, "Her and I still don’t get along that well, but it’s much better than before. It doesn’t really matter whether she agrees or not. You’ve had your way with her before, so later you can start with her, and I’ll join in."

"With her personality, having her join in later definitely won’t work, so I’ll just suffer a little and wait my turn."

Yang Fan nodded, "That’s actually a good idea, so when do you want to arrange it?"

He was already somewhat eager.

After experiencing a threesome at the Han Palace, Yang Fan had grown fond of that feeling.

And doing it with Wu Xuelan and Wu Xue Mei, who were actual sisters, would definitely be even more thrilling.

"I need to recover first, don’t I? Looking like this, I really wouldn’t dare let you do anything these next few days, or I’d seriously worry you might kill me," Wu Xuelan said, "I’ll call you later to arrange a time that’s convenient for all three of us. Just be patient for a bit, the best meals are worth waiting for."

"Alright!"

As they spoke, the motor trike had already entered the village.

By this time, night had almost completely enveloped the tranquil and serene little mountain village.

Yang Fan pulled the motor trike to a stop at Wu Xuelan’s front door, and carefully set down her electric bike.

"I’m not in any condition to invite you in for tea, so you should head back early," Wu Xuelan told him.

She was really quite straightforward, foregoing all pleasantries now that she was physically unwell.

"Okay, then take care of yourself, and call me if anything feels wrong," Yang Fan replied.

He couldn’t help but feel a bit concerned for Wu Xuelan in her current state.

"I got it, I got it, put away your unnecessary concern, will you? Just how badly can one get from being messed with by you? Actually, it’s not that painful now – just feels a bit like being pricked by needles," Wu Xuelan waved him off.

"Well, that’s good to hear," Yang Fan nodded in response.

Leaving Wu Xuelan’s front door, Yang Fan turned the trike up the path and, with a press of the gas, arrived at his own front door.

After parking, he took the cake out from the vehicle and walked towards his house.

But strangely, the front gate was locked tight!

Yang Fan was baffled – it was so late, why was the gate locked? Where was everyone?