Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 314

Chapter 314: Chapter 314

Previously unmentioned issues, Fan Sisi now spilt the beans, pouring everything out to Yang Fan in one go.

Yang Fan didn’t say much, merely playing the part of a quiet listener.

Although he didn’t quite grasp women, he knew being her listener at this time was probably the best choice.

The two of them walked aimlessly, talking, moving from the crowded to the deserted.

It was past eleven at night, aside from those unruly youths, everyone who should be home had gone home.

Suddenly, Fan Sisi turned to Yang Fan and asked, "Do you have any thoughts when you look at my back?"

Yang Fan smirked slightly exasperated, "We’ve been walking side by side this whole time; how could I see your back?"

Fan Sisi paused and then burst out laughing at herself.

While chuckling, she said to Yang Fan, "Then why don’t you walk behind me and take a moment to think about it?"

"For a beauty like you, I don’t need a moment; I’m full of ideas right now," Yang Fan said. "But are you sure you want to go there right now?"

She had just been immersed in the shadows of her past two failed relationships, and now she suddenly brought this up.

Anyway, Yang Fan felt it was quite abrupt.

"Sure!" Fan Sisi’s eyes shimmered with a soft glow as she whispered with a low chuckle, "Happiness is more important, of course!"

"You make me feel naughty; if I get happy, maybe I’ll forget these damn awful memories."

Yang Fan nodded, it did sound somewhat reasonable.

He wrapped his arm around Fan Sisi’s flexible waist.

Her waist was very slender, almost deliberately sculpted.

With a gentle touch, Yang Fan’s palm landed on Fan Sisi’s pert buttocks.

Soft, with plenty of bounce, it felt like he was squeezing a water-filled balloon.

Fan Sisi’s body stiffened slightly, then relaxed slowly; she leaned her head on Yang Fan’s shoulder and whispered, "Shall we go back to the room then? I can go along with whatever you want, here, it’s too awkward."

"Let’s walk a bit further; it’s fine, you like a bit of thrill, don’t you think this is exciting?" Yang Fan chuckled.

Fan Sisi’s cheeks flushed a light pink, and she lightly spat, "When did I start liking thrills? I... am very normal, okay?"

"Yes, yes, very normal," Yang Fan laughed, his palm vigorously kneading that bouncy buttock and gently caressing the middle of the buttocks, grazing, and stimulating that beautiful and mysterious golden valley.

When leaving the house earlier, Fan Sisi had specifically changed into tight shark pants and put on a belly-baring tee.

Yang Fan had casually mentioned something before, and she took it to heart.

That attire, while common on the streets, inherently oozed strong allure.

"Mmm... don’t itch."

Fan Sisi softly moaned, leaning her delicate body against Yang Fan.

Her entire body seemed to radiate heat as if she were a small furnace.

The breath from her nose and mouth wafted over Yang Fan, igniting a quiet heat in him as well.

His heart seemed to ripple with waves of scorching heat.

Yang Fan looked around and slipped his hand into Fan Sisi’s shark pants, directly reaching into that even hotter golden valley along the seam of the buttocks, feeling slightly wet and slippery as if she was already ready to be entered.

"What’s with you?" Yang Fan teased, deliberately teasing her.

Fan Sisi bashfully rolled her eyes, "What do you think? I want to be touched, so come on and touch me!"

"I think you’re not wet enough, why don’t you try a little harder?" Yang Fan said with a smile.

Fan Sisi lowered her head and chuckled, "The effort should come from you, if I’m not wet enough, it only proves that you’re not skilled enough."

Yang Fan used his palm to spread apart Fan Sisi’s buttocks, his fingers probed a couple of times and then burrowed into that steaming wet Golden Valley, "There is no well that doesn’t yield water, only people who don’t work hard enough, right?"

"Mmm..."

Fan Sisi moaned softly, her fair cheeks visibly flushed, as if clouds were covering her face.

Gently fingering, Yang Fan carefully started to examine Fan Sisi’s body.

However, this position didn’t let his fingers delve too deep, only allowing them to explore around the edges.

The empty street, this shameful posture, made Fan Sisi incredibly embarrassed beyond measure, and the sensations inside her body surged even more intensely, feeling as though she was being roasted over a fire, yet she secretly found it thrilling.

This secret pleasure, just trying it briefly, seemed to have captured her heart already.

"Ahh ahh ahh..."

As Yang Fan’s fingers kept fingering, Fan Sisi could not help but cry out.

Belatedly, she quickly covered her mouth, turned her head to bite Yang’s ear, and whispered, "Stop fingering, just do it a couple of times, I... I can’t take it anymore."

Yang Fan had already sharply detected that Fan Sisi seemed even more excited than the previous times.

She indeed was someone who liked excitement.

"Lift up your top, let me see those little bunnies," Yang Fan whispered.

"Ah?" Fan Sisi exclaimed, quickly looking around, "You naughty boy, then cover for me."

She felt a bit alarmed, yet she didn’t refuse Yang Fan’s request.

Yang Fan turned sideways to shield her.

They were now near the edge of the city, opposite were shanty areas, to the right was a wall, and to the left was obscured by greenery trees. If people didn’t approach from the front or the back, it would be hard to see what they were doing.

Fan Sisi uneasily looked around once more, then finally lifted up her T-shirt.

She pulled down the light gray bra, and beneath her hands, those cute, perky and full ones were revealed.

Yang Fan’s gaze immediately became scorching, he slightly bent down and took one of the Little Honey Beans into his mouth.

The sweet, delicately fragrant taste instantly filled his mouth and nose.

"Mmm... mmm..."

Fan Sisi, already overcome with deep emotions, couldn’t help but moan softly.

She tightly clung to Yang Fan’s neck with her arms, her gaze nervously scanning the surroundings like a thief.

This intense and stressful excitement gave her both joy and a bit of fear.

"Yang Fan, you, stop teasing, do it to me a couple of times, I really can’t take it anymore," Fan Sisi whispered urgently into Yang’s ear, her breath sounding so rapid as if she was hardly able to catch it.

Only then did Yang Fan let go of that sweet and glutinous Little Honey Bean, "Do you want to lean on the wall or hold onto the tree?"

"The tree, let’s go for the tree, it’s darker beneath it," Fan Sisi said shyly.

Her steps were somewhat unnatural as she walked over to the tree, placed both hands on the trunk, and perked up her pert buttocks.

But Yang Fan didn’t rush to start, instead, he continued to play with those astonishingly curved buttocks.

"Come on," Fan Sisi urged impatiently.

At this moment, she felt almost overwhelmed by the tumultuous emotions within her.