Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 291

Chapter 291: Chapter 291

Yang Fan genuinely couldn’t understand Little Mother’s line of reasoning now.

Before, she only encouraged him to make a move on his sister-in-law, a suggestion he wholeheartedly endorsed.

But why was she now pushing Fourth Aunt on him as well?

This was seriously fishy.

So, no matter what she said, Yang Fan just shook his head.

Any other woman, he’d consider giving it a try, but with family ties involved, it felt a bit uncomfortable to him.

Even if he had some thoughts privately, he would never show it in front of Little Mother.

After leaving Yunjin KTV and crossing the streets, Yang Fan, carrying Fourth Aunt, helped Little Mother back to the shop.

"You really have a thick head!" Seeing she couldn’t persuade Yang Fan, Little Mother complained irritably.

"How are we going to sleep tonight? The bed inside at most fits three people, and one more can squeeze onto the sofa, but that’s still not enough."

Ignoring Little Mother’s complaint, Yang Fan thought for a moment and said, "I’ll sleep on the floor, or if worse comes to worst, I can manage with a chair in the yard. It’s so muggy, it might even be cooler to sleep outside."

"Suit yourself, but I prefer sleeping in a bed," said Little Mother before she snickered softly.

"Tonight, even if you wanted to sleep in a bed, it doesn’t seem likely, does it? But what if I create an opportunity for you to squeeze in between your sister-in-law and Xiao Yuan? Left hug, right hold—it should be quite nice," she teased.

"Little Mother, stop it!" Yang Fan said exasperatedly.

This was getting more and more outrageous.

He couldn’t figure out whether Little Mother was serious or joking.

But in any case, a refusal was surely the right response.

Zhou Wenhui giggled, waving her hand dismissively at Yang Fan, "Go ahead and put Fourth Aunt down, then get ready for bed."

"Okay."

Yang Fan settled the limp Fourth Aunt onto the sofa, his gaze casually sweeping over the slightly ajar neckline.

A hint of ivory white playfully peeked out from there, as if it wanted to greet him warmly.

Wenhui wobbled over with a thin blanket and laid it over Fourth Aunt, while complaining, "You said I prepared too much the other day, but look, is it too much now? If I hadn’t packed these things, how would we cover ourselves tonight with just one blanket?"

"Little Mother is far-sighted, profoundly perceptive, and plans ahead thoroughly!" blurted Yang Fan.

Wenhui glanced at him sideways, "Are you playing word games with me now?"

"No, I mean Little Mother really has thought of everything, otherwise I might be the only one to freeze tonight," Yang Fan replied with a smile.

Although the day was oppressively hot, the span of time just before sunrise could be slightly chilly if one slept in only shorts. It wouldn’t be freezing, but it certainly wouldn’t be comfortable.

Thankfully, Little Mother had collected enough thin quilts and pillows before opening the store.

She had long prepared for everyone in the family to spend the night here.

"Go to sleep, I brought your blanket," Wenhui said with a laugh and a scold.

Yang Fan nodded and stepped out the back door of the shop with Little Mother.

He could never have imagined that Little Mother’s lounge chair, meant for enjoying life, would become his bed so soon.

Little Mother entered the only bedroom in the yard, and in less than a moment came back out with an odd expression, saying to Yang Fan who had just lain down, "Fanzi, there’s something going on inside, go take a look."

"What’s going on?" Yang Fan asked in surprise.

"You’ll know if you go in and see." Wenhui’s expression was very strange, as if she was holding back laughter or had constipation.

Yang Fan couldn’t help feeling puzzled—his sister-in-law and Yang Yuan had already gone to sleep, what could possibly be happening?

"This is so bizarre, I’ll go have a look."

He flipped over and got down from the lounge chair, shuffling his slippers as he entered the room. In an instant, when he saw the scene on the bed, his mind buzzed and his blood ran hot, his heartbeat accelerating instantly.

"This..."

Yang Yuan had actually made a move on his sister-in-law!

At this moment, she was lying on top of Ye Tong, that exquisite and graceful body undulating back and forth.

The movement made it look as though she was swaying over a man’s body.

Almost all of Ye Tong’s clothes were stripped off by her, his shirt lifted to his neck, revealing his fair and enticing chest completely. His shorts, along with his underwear, were pulled down just above his knees.

Yang Yuan herself was no better off, completely bare from the waist up, though her skirt was still providing some cover on her lower half.

This seductive scene made Yang Fan’s eyes widen and his blood boil.

That damn girl Yang Yuan was truly going crazy today.

Zhou Wenhui walked in and leaned against Yang Fan, lifting her eyebrow with a low chuckle, "Why don’t we really swap then? Xiao Yuan seems pretty eager, don’t you think? Can you help her out?"

"Little Mother, stop causing trouble," Yang Fan said, holding his forehead, "You handle it, I’m going to sleep."

Despite the scene before him being incredibly hard to walk away from, in the presence of Little Mother, he had to restrain himself.

"You coward!" Zhou Wenhui shook her head as if lamenting his lack of courage, "What a great opportunity, huh?"

"The opportunity is great, sure, but if I wake up tomorrow, it’ll be the end of me. How will I face them then?" Yang Fan said in frustration, "You said it yourself, both my sister-in-law and Xiao Yuan are young girls, how could I possibly not leave any marks?"

"That seems to be true..." Zhou Wenhui mused seriously.

"You find a solution, I’m going to sleep," Yang Fan said, turning and leaving the room.

He dared not stay any longer; if he kept watching, he might truly lose control over himself.

The flirtation between the two beautiful young girls was just too enticing.

Lying back on the lounge chair, all Yang Fan could see was the image of Yang Yuan swinging back and forth on top of his sister-in-law.

This was a complete challenge to his sanity.

Suddenly, Yang Fan seemed to understand why Little Mother had always been egging him on to do this and that.

She had always been someone who disregarded consequences!

How else could she have managed to lure Wen Jing, who was so quiet and gentle, into her wild antics?

In her view, there probably weren’t so many rules to begin with.

Yang Fan pulled the blanket over himself, quietly pressing down the tent that had pitched itself.

His eyes were blessed tonight, but his body suffered tremendously.

Better to just sleep!

In a drowsy blur, he suddenly felt someone climb on top of him and kiss his neck.

Yang Fan was startled, his eyes snapping open.

Before him was Yang Yuan’s face, flushed with a hint of rosiness, along with her completely bare upper body.

Yang Fan was shocked, suddenly fully awake.

How did she come out on her own?

Looking again, he saw Little Mother standing beside him in a vest and shorts.

Yang Fan somewhat understood and frowned as he called out, "Little Mother, what are you doing?"

"She wants to do you, no, she wants you to do her. Just satisfy her," Zhou Wenhui said somewhat helplessly, "I had just lain down when she climbed on top of me, started taking off my clothes, and even kissed me there... Hurry up and console her."

Yang Fan: ...