Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 306

Chapter 306: Chapter 306

This guy is just like a drunkard.

Yang Fan looked troubled as he glanced at Fan Sisi, whose head was drooping, seemingly already asleep, and said, "Or else you keep sleeping, I’ll come back another day to get it."

"Huh? What did you say?" Fan Sisi suddenly lifted her head.

Yang Fan had no choice but to repeat himself, "I said you, keep sleeping, I’ll come back another day."

"What are you coming over for?" Fan Sisi asked, clutching her hair and looking puzzled.

Yang Fan: ...

Communication was just impossible.

"You should just rest, sober up properly," Yang Fan said helplessly.

Fan Sisi suddenly jumped up, blocking Yang Fan’s path, "You, why are you in my room?"

"You let me in when you opened the door!" Yang Fan said.

"No, when did I open the door?" Fan Sisi pouted, her demeanor sleepwalker-like, and suddenly pointed at Yang Fan, "You... Do you have indecent intentions toward me? Do you? Tell me, do you?"

"What indecent intentions could I possibly have? Nothing of the sort, I’m just here to pick up the thing you agreed to give me," Yang Fan explained patiently, "I didn’t break into your room, you let me in."

Fan Sisi’s neck seemed to struggle to support her head, causing it to bob forward occasionally.

"You’re after me, I know it, just admit it!" Fan Sisi suddenly cracked a silly smirk, "I just happened to be heartbroken today, as long as you say... maybe, I’ll agree, hehehe."

Her laugh was somewhat malevolent, as if she had some wicked designs on Yang Fan.

Yang Fan suddenly felt like giving this guy a piece of his mind.

She obviously hadn’t sobered up yet and was talking nonsense.

Knocking her out and letting her sleep soundly might be a decent choice.

As Yang Fan was considering how best to knock her out, Fan Sisi suddenly leaned close to him, with an adorably foolish grin on her face, and asked in a giggly voice, "By the way, do you mind that I’m not a chaste girl? I’ve been tampered with... twice, just twice, do you mind?"

"I don’t mind, but it’s useless for you to tell me this!" Yang Fan said resignedly.

There was no communicating with this drunken woman.

He prepared to get even with this guy.

In TV dramas, this is how they knock people out, it should work.

Fan Sisi half-closed her eyes, her face showing a goofy smile, "Haha, it’s good you don’t mind. That blind bastard cared, said I wasn’t a good girl, what a lunatic."

"I’m a thirty-year-old spinster, is it so strange I’ve had a relationship? That bastard, he dated me for two years, and I said we should wait to go all the way until after we’re married."

"He couldn’t wait, kept making all sorts of... all sorts of excuses, and even came up with saying it was a guarantee of love, I relented in a moment of weakness and agreed. After it happened, he dumped me, one night, twice, and broke up with me the next day, still had the nerve to call me a fool."

Yang Fan suddenly couldn’t help but want to laugh.

It was a sad story, but he really couldn’t help himself.

To Yang Fan, Fan Sisi’s adherence to such traditional thoughts in today’s society was exceptionally admirable.

It’s just that people like her needed to find someone on the same wavelength.

But, in an era where love is as quick as fast food, finding a man who still holds such beliefs is like looking for a needle in a haystack, and might be nearly impossible. After all, the times influence everyone.

"Since you don’t mind, then say you like me," Fan Sisi said, staring intently at Yang Fan’s chin.

"As long as you say it, I’ll accept, um... and then sleep, this time I’ll take the lead, hehehe, sleep as a courtesy! All that talk of chastity, when it comes down to it, is just a joke, right?"

Yang Fan’s hand wielding the blade struck the smooth back of Fan Sisi’s neck.

But, she did not pass out as he had anticipated; instead, her eyes went wide as she stared straight at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan was taken aback.

This was not quite like what he had imagined.

"Why did you hit me?" Fan Sisi rubbed her neck and asked.

Yang Fan could only answer seriously, "I think you need to sleep right now."

"Okay! Sleep!"

Fan Sisi suddenly got excited, flailing her arms before her whole body pressed down on Yang Fan.

"We’ll sleep together, hehehe..."

Fan Sisi cooed seductively, her head burrowing into Yang Fan’s neck like a mole seeking a hole.

She pressed down on him so forcefully that he stumbled backward.

Fortunately, there was a table behind him to catch his fall, preventing him from hitting the ground.

If he had taken a tumble, he would have surely ended up with a huge bump on his head.

Yang Fan could not determine how conscious Fan Sisi really was at that moment, but her behavior was somewhat crazy.

While lying on top of Yang Fan, she began kissing his neck as soon as her mouth found it.

She was kissing him and simultaneously tugging at his clothes.

Yang Fan never thought of himself as a paragon of virtue. Tian Boguang would have to keep his distance, considering Yang Fan’s current level of debauchery.

However, he would never do that thing with Fan Sisi while she was not fully conscious.

He propped himself up and pushed Fan Sisi away with one hand.

Without any hesitation, he scooped Fan Sisi into his arms and forcefully threw her onto the bed.

"Get some good sleep, and if you still feel the same way when you wake up, then I might not be so polite," said Yang Fan.

Fan Sisi didn’t throw herself at Yang Fan again; instead, she looked at him with a mournful gaze and suddenly... burst into tears.

"So you do despise me, don’t you? You think I’m not a good girl too?"

Yang Fan was dumbfounded.

Now what?

He grabbed a couple of tissues, wiped away Fan Sisi’s tears, and said earnestly, "I have no intention of despising you. We should talk about this when you’re sober. How could I agree to this given your current state, right?"

He decided to treat this woman like a child and coax her for now.

"Then let’s sleep!" Fan Sisi declared.

"You sleep by yourself. I can stay by your side," Yang Fan said, "Go to sleep."

"So you still despise me, right? I won’t touch you, can’t you just stay with me for a while?" Fan Sisi cried again.

Her profound sorrow transformed into hot teardrops that rolled down her cheeks.

"Alright, alright, I’ll stay; you go to sleep," resignedly agreed Yang Fan, feeling like he couldn’t really escape.

He could have run out, but if Fan Sisi chased after him in that condition, it would be quite embarrassing.