Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 308

Chapter 308: Chapter 308

Fan Sisi seemed very confident in controlling her body’s reactions, but as Yang Fan kneaded her, her face flushed even deeper, and a dazed, lustful haze clouded her eyes.

Still, she pretended to be indifferent and deliberately looked around, trying to prove that she wasn’t feeling anything.

Seeing her like this, Yang Fan’s competitive spirit was ignited.

He couldn’t believe that this woman wouldn’t have even a slight reaction.

Alternating between gentle and firm kneading, his fingers tenderly played with the Little Honey Bean, pinching and then drawing circles, utilizing almost all the teasing techniques he knew.

Suddenly, Fan Sisi bit her lip hard and reached for her phone.

It seemed she was trying to distract herself.

But as Yang Fan’s caresses continued, she couldn’t hold back a moan.

Then, she threw her phone down fiercely and jumped up abruptly.

Yang Fan was startled by her sudden movement. Was she going to forcefully change her mind?

Just as he was thinking this, Fan Sisi suddenly took off her nightgown, threw it heavily onto the bed, and yelled at Yang Fan, "Do it, do it, just do it! It’s just one time, what’s the big deal, come on!"

Yang Fan stared dumbfounded at her gently swaying breasts, his gaze slowly moving up to meet Fan Sisi’s face.

"No need to be upset, you could change your mind too if you wanted."

"What upset? Can’t I just want it?!" Fan Sisi shouted righteously, "But let me make it clear beforehand, this is an exception and doesn’t mean I really like you—that’s not the case at all!"

"After all, your intention in touching me was to do it, right? Come on!"

"Maybe you’re mistaken, maybe I just wanted to tease you," Yang Fan laughed.

Immediately, Fan Sisi’s eyes turned fiercely glaring, "You’re truly an asshole, I may not be a beauty queen, but I’m still a beauty, can’t you be a bit considerate?"

"This is infuriating, if you won’t do it, then I will. I’ll have you today!"

Fan Sisi twisted her mouth fiercely, and suddenly pounced on Yang Fan like a hungry tiger, then swiftly turned around, pressing her buttocks directly onto Yang Fan’s face.

She held down Yang Fan’s legs with her left hand and began untying the knot on his shorts with her right.

Yang Fan was bewildered.

This was it, she had gone crazy again.

He struggled to lift Fan Sisi’s buttocks a bit to create some breathing space for his nose.

This woman had sat down so heavily that she had completely smothered his face, leaving no room to breathe.

Fan Sisi had successfully extracted Yang Fan’s "weapon."

"Look, look, you’re like this now, still pretending? I knew your intentions toward me weren’t pure!" Fan Sisi grasped Yang Fan’s weapon, moving her hand up and down.

Then, she squeezed her legs together, lifted her buttocks slightly, and pulled her pajama pants down from her hips.

"Be gentle, be gentle!" Yang Fan cried out urgently.

This woman was so rough, he felt like his neck was almost being snapped by her thighs.

Fan Sisi ignored Yang Fan’s reaction; no sooner had the pajamas slipped down from her hips than she turned around and sat down directly.

After adjusting her position slightly, she sat down fully.

In an instant, a searing tightness enveloped Yang Fan completely.

"See, this is action, it went in, right?" Fan Sisi provocatively gave Yang Fan a look, then spread her legs flat, sitting fully on him, and finally pulled the pants dangling from her knees all the way down.

Yang Fan was truly bewildered.

Although there was a reason he didn’t resist, Fan Sisi was indeed quick.

From the moment she pounced to when she sat down, it seemed like not even two minutes had passed.

"Go ahead, it’s not like I’m losing out," Yang Fan laughed. "To have a beauty like you, I couldn’t ask for more!"

"Does it feel good?" Fan Sisi asked provocatively, raising her eyebrows.

Yang Fan nodded, "I can’t lie about this, it does feel really good, tight and moist. When was it that you did it twice in one night? It feels like you haven’t done it at all."

"Shut up!" Fan Sisi glared at Yang Fan disdainfully and furiously shook her buttocks twice, threatening, "Don’t bring it up again, got it? Otherwise... be careful, I might clamp that sinful thing off."

Yang Fan, unfazed, smiled, "Try clamping it to see how capable you are, what’s wrong with mentioning it?"

"Just can’t mention it!" Fan Sisi yelled, and clamped down hard in the golden valley.

"Hiss... holy shit, that’s amazing!" Yang Fan exclaimed delightfully.

Her forceful clamp was indeed very comfortable, bringing a pleasurable sense of pressure.

However, this kind of clamping was somewhat different from Yu Hong Dou’s strong suction.

The suction pulled inwards, while this was a tight compression, gratifying in a different way.

"Feels good, huh?" Fan Sisi sneered, "Let’s see how you keep enjoying it."

She seemed really determined, even her cheeks were straining.

While clamping down hard, she continued to press her buttocks downward.

"Comfortable, very comfortable!" Yang Fan sighed in relief.

Fan Sisi tried to make Yang Fan uncomfortable, but actually, Yang Fan really was enjoying it.

This tight and moist sensation of compression was truly amazing.

Fan Sisi persisted for a while, then somewhat reluctantly relaxed her body, annoyed, she muttered, "Such a bloody annoying thing."

"Keep clamping, why stop?" Yang Fan laughed.

Fan Sisi rolled her eyes, "I won’t, my aim was to make you suffer, not to give you real pleasure."

She placed her hands on Yang Fan’s stomach, changing her posture to a squat, and increased the speed of her movements.

Her buttocks lifted high, then fell heavily, each time reaching the deepest point.

Slap slap slap...

Loud and crisp sounds filled the room.

But there were no moans.

Fan Sisi kept her mouth tightly shut, not making a sound.

That made Yang Fan feel like something was missing.

"Cry out, why hold it in?" Yang Fan slapped the ample flesh and shouted.

"I like it this way, it’s none of your business! I just won’t cry out!" Fan Sisi lifted her face, flushed with a faint blush, defiantly raised her eyebrows at Yang, as if challenging him.

Yang Fan caught a handful of that fullness, his fingers gently teasing and pinching the pink Little Honey Bean, chuckled, "Things got so intense, yet you haven’t cried out, that’s my negligence!"

"It’s fine, just keep trying, if I cry out today, I’ll take your surname," Fan Sisi proudly declared.

Yang Fan chuckled lightly, "It seems you really like to bet, but I don’t quite like that bet. How about this? Change the bet— if you make a noise, you let me do it once more, and you let me choose the place and the outfit, how about that?"

"Deal, you think I’m scared of you... ah!" Fan Sisi had just blurted out her defiant words when she cried out.