Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 310

Chapter 310: Chapter 310

Although Fan Sisi spoke seriously, Yang Fan still felt that she... was somewhat abnormal.

Her current state was like that of a person who, having been squeezed to the limit, suddenly burst forth.

What she used to care about most had now become what she cared about least.

And he seemed to have become the hand that opened Pandora’s Box.

Yang Fan couldn’t really say whether this was good or bad, but he always felt that something was off.

"Your eyes tell me that you’re still doubting my mindset," Fan Sisi smiled charmingly, suddenly leaning closer to Yang Fan, "What’s the matter? Are you scared because I’ve suddenly become so unrestrained?"

Yang Fan thought about it seriously and nodded.

"This, actually, I should thank your cultivation," Fan Sisi chuckled lightly, "After your sinful thing entered my body, my mind seemed to open up too. I want to indulge for a day, to try those things I wanted to try before but restrained myself from doing."

"Are you satisfied with this reason now?"

Listening to this, it really did seem to make sense.

Yang Fan, curious, asked, "What were the things you wanted to try?"

"I imagined countless times what my life would be like after marriage. I thought it should be a shamelessly beautiful life," Fan Sisi’s eyes were bright, shimmering with memories as she softly spoke about the days she envisioned.

"I want my man to be utterly infatuated with my body. I would dress up beautifully every day, wearing sexy or his favorite clothes. Then his gaze would swirl around me, and in some corner quietly he would lift my skirt, and we would sneakily engage in this beautiful activity."

"I want him to love every part of me, and to crave turning them into our joyful means, just like in those movies, in all kinds of ways, including what I just mentioned."

"But, funnily enough, I suddenly realized, I was actually dreaming!"

Fan Sisiʼs exposed thoughts left Yang Fan at a loss for words, not knowing where to begin even with comforting her.

Her thoughts were not a problem at all, she truly was a consecrated woman of this era.

Keeping herself pure before marriage, and ready to play after.

Her idea was really great.

"Shall we continue?" Fan Sisi hugged Yang Fan’s feet, her small lilac tongue gently flirting with them.

"Can you indulge with me just for today? Actually, based on our earlier agreement, you still owe me seven times. If we don’t finish today, it won’t count afterwards. I can turn cold quickly now, so seize the opportunity and use all your skills to play with me today!"

Yang Fan understood Fan Sisi’s thoughts, and a weight lifted from his heart.

"Then let’s continue, even if it risks my life, I must fulfill these seven times today. Opportunities like this with a beautiful woman like you are rare, and I would definitely be heartbroken to waste even one," he joked.

But, that was just talk.

The actual situation still required pacing oneself.

Yang Fan used his foot to hook onto Fan Sisi’s firm, Peach-like fullness. This unconventional method was something he hadn’t tried before, and it felt quite novel.

"If I shout now, should it still count as a round?" Fan Sisi suddenly asked.

Yang Fan snickered, "If it counts, you’ll really be the death of me."

"Then I might just shout," Fan Sisi laughed lightly, showing her teeth.

Her smile was beautiful, exuding a classical elegance and tranquility.

But beneath this tranquil and genteel exterior was now an exceptionally wild heart.

Yang Fan’s feet left the not-so-easy-to-knead fullness, sliding over her flat abdomen, landing on the glistening Golden Valley, giving it a gentle rub, and his big toe playfully dove in.

This sensation...

How to describe it, it felt unique and thrilling on his foot, yet not exactly comfortable.

At the same time, it involuntary made Yang Fan think of a joke.

A woman went to the gynecologist and found she had athlete’s foot... down there...

Luckily, Yang Fan didn’t have any issue.

If Fan Sisi had to run to the hospital to treat athlete’s foot in that area, that would be quite embarrassing.

"Ah... Mm..."

Fan Sisi suddenly moaned softly, her eyes shimmering with a confused luster as she asked Yang Fan, "Do you prefer using your hands, feet, that sinful part of yours, or something else?"

"It definitely has to be there, hands and feet are just there to slightly spice things up, I feel like it’s all good this way," Yang Fan said honestly.

He liked it thrilling, but not those excessively abnormal kinds of thrills.

But it seemed like Fan Sisi had a bit of a taste for it.

"I hadn’t realized, you seem rather conservative—I thought you’d enjoy using all sorts of bizarre things for fun," Fan Sisi giggled, her dreamy eyes no longer deliberately hidden, thinning into slits.

"What other bizarre things? Honestly, I don’t even know," Yang Fan asked.

Fan Sisi’s eyes shifted playfully, "Don’t you often watch those things? How could you not know?"

"What I watch is relatively normal." Yang Fan replied.

It was clear, Fan Sisi genuinely leaned that way.

"Come on, lie down." Yang Fan couldn’t hold back anymore; using his foot seemed to further trigger his urge to go deeper.

Fan Sisi turned and laid down, arranging her lithesome body into the shape of a spreadeagle.

Yang Fan leaned over and penetrated her again.

A stroke plunged into the hole, straight into the Abyss.

Fan Sisi tilted her head to look at Yang Fan, her charming eyes brimming with tears, suddenly she puckered up her plump lips at Yang Fan, "Kiss me."

"No, I resist, I don’t like tasting my own flavour," Yang Fan dodged his head.

Just the thought of it was somewhat unsettling to him.

This style of play wasn’t quite his cup of tea.

Fan Sisi giggled uncontrollably.

"Ah... Mmm... Ah..." Fan Sisi’s mouth opened slightly as she started to cry out softly.

Yang Fan turned his head and asked, "You still haven’t told me, what bizarre things?"

"Like, cucumbers, eggplants as props, and those kind of little beads," Fan Sisi said.

Yang Fan laughed, "And here I thought there were even more outrageous things!"

"There are outrageous ones too, but those I dare not try," Fan Sisi laughed, then let out a long sigh, "Being played with actually feels quite comfortable, I should have tried it earlier. Except the first time, that was disgusting and uncomfortable, just awful."

"Wait, what’s wrong with you?" Fan Sisi suddenly looked at Yang Fan, startled.

Yang Fan also felt a bit embarrassed, "What could be wrong, I just came."

"Hmm... I shouldn’t say this, but isn’t that a bit... too quick?" Fan Sisi asked with a suppressed laugh.

Yang Fan glared irritably, "Too quick for what, it’s definitely been an hour. You’ve been torturing me for so long, and you’re so tight, is it odd that I came quickly?"

He had been tormented by Fan Sisi for nearly three hours.

And during that time, his little tent never went down.