Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 315

Chapter 315: Chapter 315

"I feel like your emotions aren’t quite intense yet, and you’re not that thirsty," Yang Fan deliberately said.

Fan Sisi turned her head and glared at Yang Fan angrily. "You bad egg!"

"Hey? Take a moment to choose your words, oh." Yang Fan lovingly toyed with those peachy buttocks, laughing as he spoke.

The feel of it, truly irresistible.

"Nasty Yang Fan, can you hurry up and do me, please? I’m itching... down there, I want you inside," Fan Sisi whispered in a sweet, plaintive voice, enduring the unbearable sensation in her body as if ten thousand insects were gnawing at her.

"Seems like it’s still lacking a bit of enthusiasm, oh!" Yang Fan took to teasing, deliberately speaking again.

The pleading look in Fan Sisi’s eyes almost shot flames. "Fuck me hard now!"

Yang Fan burst into laughter. "Alright, alright, coming right up."

She looked like she was about to explode.

Pulling down the black sharkskin pants from those peachy buttocks just enough to reveal two fair cheeks, Yang Fan didn’t continue to pull them down. Instead, he quickly unbuckled his own belt and thrust forward, squeezing in.

"Mm..."

When her moist tightness tightly enveloped Yang Fan, a look of blissful haze spread across Fan Sisi’s face.

With the brutal depth of that sinful intrusion, the gnawing sensation inside her diminished instantly.

The itch-relieving effect was almost immediate.

Yang Fan, while thrusting his hips, stayed alert, watching the surroundings vigilantly.

Though he relished this kind of unconventional thrill, the nervousness was genuine.

If someone were to catch them, it would be social death, for sure.

Fan Sisi sometimes opened her mouth slightly, sometimes biting her lip, her panting through flared nostrils growing increasingly rapid.

"Mm... Mmm... Mmm... Mm..."

The ascending and descending, especially alluring moans continued to come from her lips without a break.

A woman’s moaning is like a man’s battle cry; these captivating sounds poured into his ears, prompting Yang Fan to quicken the pace of his movements.

A car approached from afar, its modified headlights illuminating the surroundings as if it were daylight.

Yang Fan swiftly withdrew, hoisting up his own trousers while also dressing Fan Sisi.

The excessive pleasure had made Fan Sisi forget to observe her surroundings, lost in the sensation.

It wasn’t until Yang Fan pulled out that she suddenly came to her senses.

"Ah..."

The sudden emptiness made her let out an involuntary moan, then she pretended to be nonchalant, burying her head to tidy her somewhat disheveled hair, while using the corner of her eye to watch the approaching car.

"Don’t be so nervous; the car’s going fast, the driver will hardly notice anything at roadside," Yang Fan whispered.

"Mm."

After the car passed, the two walked on slowly for a while.

Seeing no one around, Yang Fan then said to Fan Sisi, "I want to see you exhibit a little."

"What kind of bad ideas are you coming up with now? How would I exhibit?" Fan Sisi asked coyly.

"You walk ahead, lift your top, or pull your pants down a bit to show me," Yang Fan said with a smile.

Fan Sisi rolled her eyes, "You’ve really been corrupted by those islanders, haven’t you? This is just like that... exposure, still you call it an ’exhibition.’ Doing something so wanton, yet you phrase it so delicately."

"Let me have a look, please," Yang Fan coaxed in a soft, pleading voice.

Reluctantly pursing her lips, Fan Sisi awkwardly took a few steps forward, then suddenly bent over and lightly wiped down her pants from her buttocks, revealing two fair cheeks.

Under the dim streetlight, the golden valley would certainly not be clear, with only the snow-white buttocks quite eye-catching.

Yang Fan’s heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

This was exactly what he wanted, so beautiful, so thrilling.

Fan Sisi, although clearly reluctant, exhibited an impressive ability to execute, doing so with earnest effort.

She maintained that position for a good while before swiftly pulling on her trousers.

Yang Fan hurriedly took two steps to catch up with Fan Sisi and asked with a smile, "How did that feel just now?"

"Don’t ask," Fan Sisi chided, her cheeks blushing.

"Come on, tell me," Yang implored with a mischievous smile.

Fan Sisi rolled her eyes and pursed her lips, mumbling indistinctly, "It’s like... showing off ’that place’ to the entire city; it certainly wasn’t a good feeling. Now, shut your ’beak’ quickly."

But in fact, deep inside her heart, she found it quite thrilling.

This experiment seemed to have opened the gates to a new world for her and released the devil inside her heart.

"Wasn’t it exhilarating?" Yang Fan asked.

Fan Sisi took a deep breath and, all of a sudden, pinched Yang Fan forcefully at his waist, "Stop asking, or you’ll get nothing from now on, you bad thing, how can you be so sly!"

"Alright, alright, I won’t ask anymore. Let’s continue," Yang Fan chuckled.

Fan Sisi looked around warily and then turned to brace herself against the plane tree beside her.

Plane trees, often minor characters in many romance novels, bore witness that night to a momentary love between Yang Fan and Fan Sisi that began from a misunderstanding. Amidst the rustling leaves, Yang Fan pressed his hands against her smooth buttocks and penetrated Fan Sisi once more.

"Mm..."

A soft moan echoed beneath the tree, followed quickly by a more rapid and intense succession.

"Ah ah ah... Mm... Ah ah ah..."

Yang Fan’s forceful thrusts lifted Fan Sisi’s short sleeve, and his right hand groped forward, capturing the full, pert softness that slipped slightly in his hand due to the smooth skin.

"Mm... Mm mm mm..."

Fan Sisi’s moans became more urgent, and she suddenly shivered slightly.

Instantly, Yang Fan clearly felt himself enveloped by warmth.

The overly tight golden valley made these sensations all the more vivid.

Yang Fan slowed down a little, opting for a slower thrust but each one deeper than the last.

Squish squish.

The ample lubrication made the connection between them emit a clear and sticky sound.

"Ah... ah ah... You jerk, a bit faster, I feel the wind getting in there," Fan Sisi called out in embarrassed annoyance.

Yang Fan plunged deeply, picking up the pace.

He didn’t deliberately slow down to tease again.

It was because he was close...

There were so many things he’d planned that they hadn’t done yet, and he was feeling it somewhat too soon.

However, the excitement Fan Sisi brought him was too intense; Yang Fan was struggling to control himself.

After a few rapid thrusts, Yang Fan plunged deeply several times, releasing fiercely within the depths of Fan Sisi.

"Ah... ah..."

Fan Sisi’s body trembled lightly, instinctively pushing her waist down.

"It shouldn’t have been so quick, on you, my record was broken twice," Yang Fan said with wry laughter.

He hadn’t been watching the time just now, but it might have been just a little over an hour.

For him, who usually lasted an average of an hour and a half, this was indeed a bit quick.

He would have preferred to perform exceptionally rather than getting shorter each time.

However, the unconventional activities he and Fan Sisi engaged in today could be counted as some small consolation.