Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 307

Chapter 307: Chapter 307

Yang Fan lay on Fan Sisi’s bed as still as a corpse.

Fan Sisi had already fallen asleep, but her tender arms tightly clutched Yang Fan, and her right leg was hooked over his waist, completely blocking any path of escape for him.

For a young adult in the prime of his life, this scene was almost unbearable.

It wasn’t for any reason other than the fact that Fan Sisi’s clothing was simply too thin.

The sheer layer of fabric hardly blocked the sensation of skin, which Yang Fan could almost fully feel.

And the most fatal temptation came from Fan Sisi’s neckline.

The neckline of this nightgown, styled like ancient undergarments, was exceptionally wide, daringly revealing the middle of her abundantly full bosom. It wasn’t very noticeable when she stood, but now, as she lay on her side, those tender mounds seemed as if they were about to roll out.

All Yang Fan needed to do was to hook his hand slightly, and those little darlings would reveal their true selves.

After struggling internally a myriad times, Yang Fan reached out his hand.

With just a gentle tug at the edge of the nightgown, those two little cuties truly rolled out.

Perky and fair peaches, adorned with a pink honey bean, not very large.

Yang Fan quietly swallowed his saliva, feeling a bit tempted to touch.

He glanced at Fan Sisi, who seemed to be sleeping deeply, and finally, he couldn’t resist reaching out his hand and grabbing one of those full ones.

Very soft, with plenty of resilience.

He gently kneaded, molding the perky peach into various shapes.

Now, he finally felt a bit sleepy.

While kneading that full one, Yang Fan’s other hand was caressing Fan Sisi’s smooth left leg.

Her sleepwear was a full set, a top and shorts, which were not very long, reaching just to the middle of her thighs.

Her skin was not only white but also very smooth, like a baby’s.

Suddenly, Yang Fan turned his head unintentionally and met Fan Sisi’s piercing gaze.

Unknown to him, she had awoken.

"Uh..." Yang Fan was startled.

Fan Sisi asked calmly, "What are you doing?"

Yang Fan steadied himself, "It seems like I’m taking advantage of you."

"I know, how did you get in here?" Fan Sisi asked.

Yang Fan was somewhat dumbfounded, "You’ve already asked me that twice, and you’re the one who let me in, ancestor."

He thought the woman’s mind wasn’t clear yet.

Fan Sisi frowned slightly, "Why can’t I remember?"

She seemed to be sober now, at least she spoke clearly.

"Can’t remember? Then, you must have blacked out. I came to get the Thunderstruck Wood item you mentioned earlier, but you got drunk, insisted on sleeping with me, and even wanted to do that with me. I tried everything but couldn’t stop you and finally had to coax you to sleep," Yang Fan explained clearly.

The last person who acted like this was Yang Yuan.

But Yang Yuan was never this extreme.

People who have troubles should never drink if they can’t handle their liquor.

Alcohol is mostly for pleasure, but for someone troubled, it acts as a catalyst.

It can magnify the troubles in one’s mind into an obsession in mere minutes.

Fan Sisi lifted her arm and covered her forehead, "I seem... to have some memories now, but could you please get your hand out first?"

Yang Fan had forgotten to let go.

His right hand was still gripping that perky, peach-like fullness.

His hand snapped back lightning-fast as Yang Fan climbed out of bed.

Fan Sisi’s face flushed, immediately straightened her clothes, but seemed somewhat scared to look at Yang Fan.

Yang Fan chuckled, "It seems you are sober now, you can say those things now, I definitely won’t be polite at this time,"

"What things?" Fan Sisi blushingly asked.

Her eyes darted around, as if searching for a crack to hide herself in.

"Sleeping with me, also asking me whether I mind you having had a boyfriend before," Yang Fan said with a smile, "I can tell you now that I don’t mind, I don’t mind anything."

Fan Sisi covered her face with both hands.

Fragmentary memories returned, and then she wished even more that she could just die.

What exactly had she done before?

How could those words slip out so effortlessly?!

"It’s all just a misunderstanding, you... you shouldn’t take it seriously, I was drunk, right? You can’t take drunk words seriously," Fan Sisi said softly with her head lowered, muttering quietly like a mosquito.

"I think you should be grateful for my mercy. Given the way things were before, if I had wanted to do something, you would have joined in quite enthusiastically. You made me miss out on a wonderful opportunity. How about making up for it now?" Yang Fan teased deliberately.

Fan Sisi stared at Yang Fan in shock, her face as red as if a swath of colorful clouds had enveloped it.

"You... how could you..." She was startled, and because of her earlier actions, she couldn’t even find any words to counter.

Yang Fan was being very upfront.

Given her aggressive and frenzied demeanor before, if Yang Fan really had started without his pants, she indeed would have cooperated very happily.

"You are indeed a good person, not taking advantage of someone in danger. But, this I... I at most might let you play with the top part?" Fan Sisi said biting her lip, stating her conditions.

Because Yang Fan had already played there.

Letting him play there again while she was conscious, seemed... not entirely unacceptable.

After all, she had already done something so embarrassing before, she didn’t care about adding one more thing.

Most importantly, Yang Fan had really restrained himself before and hadn’t gone all the way with her.

That... indeed seemed worthy of gratitude.

Otherwise...

Well, it seemed just like that.

Anyway, she no longer believed in such crap as love, it wasn’t a big deal.

"Are you really giving it?" Yang Fan teased with a laugh.

He’d only been making a playful comment, but this girl seemed quite sincere.

Fan Sisi instantly choked up, her already pink cheeks burning bright with anger.

"You’re such a jerk, seriously. I’m giving it, take it or leave it! I’m already like this, and you’re still poking fun at me, don’t you have a conscience?" she said grumpily, clenching her teeth.

"Not at all!" Yang Fan laughed, "It’s just a breakup, no need to make such a fuss about living or dying."

"Get on with it, I want my gratitude fee!"

Fan Sisi scrunched up her nose, glaring with wide-open eyes, "You’re so annoying, what clothes should be removed, if you want to feel, feel inside, otherwise forget it."

Yang Fan sat down next to Fan Sisi and unceremoniously slid his hand inside her pajamas, boldly grabbing one of her pert little peaches.

Cupping and kneading it, his fingers gently caressed the small honey bean there.

"Ah... don’t touch the bean." Fan Sisi cried out shyly, pressing down Yang Fan’s hands.

"But this was your idea, touching means touching everything, right? You’re not having second thoughts, are you? Actually, it’s fine if you are, I won’t be one to speak of being dumped after a night together." Yang Fan said with a laugh.

Fan Sisi glared fiercely at Yang Fan, her gaze as if she could eat him alive.

"You’re really crude, you know, go ahead, you won’t manage to arouse any feelings in me to make me offer myself willingly!" she said through gritted teeth.