Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 336

Chapter 336: Chapter 336

Yang Fan was gasping like a bull, his gaze riveted on his sister-in-law’s charming body.

He still had his senses about him, and it wasn’t to the exaggerated point of losing all rationality.

But he really was starting to lose control over his body.

The intense flame inside him kept burning, making him unable to stop, completely unable to control himself.

Zhou Wenhu quickly stripped off Yang Fan’s clothes in no time, then turned to Ye Tong and said, "Your turn or mine? Hurry, his condition seems really off, it could easily get dangerous."

"The alcohol from Fourth Aunt, God knows what it was brewed with. The effect is too brutal, almost like those drugs."

Yang Fan nodded vigorously in agreement, "I only drank about four or five cups... damn, it’s confusing me quickly."

"Fanzi, you can still talk?" Ye Tong asked, surprised.

Yang Fan responded with a wry smile, "Sister-in-law, if I couldn’t even talk, then there might really be a problem."

"Why didn’t you say a word just now?" Ye Tong asked.

"The burn was intense, I really had no time to talk!" Yang Fan said helplessly, "I’m just trying to endure now, but I feel like I’m about to snap, my veins feel like they’re about to burst."

"How do you feel right now?" Ye Tong asked with concern.

Yang Fan, clutching his sister-in-law’s tender softness with his right hand, rubbing continuously while gasping for breath, said, "Right now... right now, I just have one thought, I urgently want."

"Don’t hesitate any longer, just go for it, it’s obvious he needs to release now," Zhou Wenhu urged.

Ye Tong looked uneasily at Zhou Wenhu, "Little Mother, I..."

"Oh, you’re really going to worry me to death!" Zhou Wenhu exclaimed desperately, "Just think of it as helping out. Don’t look at Fanzi still talking now; if he reaches the point where he can’t talk, he might actually die, you silly girl!"

"Look at his veins, all swollen, and his eyes are bloodshot. If any part of him starts bleeding, that’s going to be life-threatening. What are you hesitating for?"

"Seeing you dilly-dallying, I’m really going to be angered to death by you. It’s a matter of life and death, and you’re still here considering this and that. What is there to consider? Waiting for Fanzi to explode like a fountain? Forget it, I’ll do it!"

With a scornful curse, Zhou Wenhu unfolded the thin blanket wrapped around her, bent down, and took Yang Fan’s manhood into her mouth.

"Ss..."

Yang Fan exhaled in comfort.

The gentle envelopment made him feel instantly as if he were soaking in a hot spring, with a slightly cool sensation on his body.

The restless heat slowly subsided.

The feeling was indescribable, quite remarkable in fact.

But Yang Fan’s mind was somewhat collapsing.

How had it come to Little Mother doing this now...

Fuck, it’s going to cost me my life.

Blurp, blurp...

Zhou Wenhu’s sucking was rhythmic and gentle.

"Little Mother, let me do it," said a flushed Ye Tong, after being scolded by Zhou Wenhu.

Zhou Wenhu looked at Ye Tong with annoyance, "Aren’t you embarrassed or conflicted anymore?"

"Little Mother, Fanzi, I was wrong... I didn’t realize the consequences could be so severe," Ye Tong said guiltily.

"Unexpectedly, you should be able to tell just by looking at him," Zhou Wenhui said irritably, "At a time like this, why are you overthinking? It’s obviously time to save a life."

"I mean, really, I’m his Little Mother, and even I’m not fussing over this, so what’s there for you to fuss about? Tell you what, I’ll help him and you strike a seductive pose, give him a little excitement so he can get it out once quickly."

"With the way he is now, I doubt once will be enough; it’ll probably take two or three times."

Ye Tong now seemed to truly grasp the seriousness of the situation.

Though her face was as shy as a colorful cloud, her movements were swift as she lay down, spreading her legs and bashfully asked Yang Fan with an open invitation, "Fanzi, does this work?"

Yang Fan nodded repeatedly.

Although the pose was somewhat common, it was still enticing.

When the sister-in-law spread her long legs and opened the tender gate, Yang Fan felt as if his brain had exploded with a bang, his eyes immediately blazing, and his already searing blood instantly boiled as if about to burst.

His already firm and stiff member became as hard as iron in an instant.

Fortunately, Little Mother’s tender engulfing quickly alleviated this sensation.

Although his situation was somewhat severe, he felt that Little Mother was also intentionally forcing the sister-in-law to make a decision.

If there had truly been no issues with him, everything would have been perfect.

But ironically, he was about to explode right now, and Little Mother had already taken the lead...

"Damn, Fanzi, your thing is really lethal, it’s so hot it hurts my mouth." Zhou Wenhui took a break and said somewhat speechlessly, "I’m telling you, you’re never touching Fourth Aunt’s liquor again. Today is an exception, don’t think I’d help you like this next time."

Yang Fan nodded weakly.

He didn’t want a next time with Little Mother; it felt way too bizarre...

Zhou Wenhui suddenly slapped Ye Tong’s leg, "Moan a couple of times, give Fanzi a little thrill."

"Ah..." Ye Tong moaned softly, bashfully looking at Yang Fan, her red lips slightly parting, "Ah... Ah... Ah..."

Her hands kneaded her fair and full bosoms, her eyes gradually showing a dazed expression.

Yang Fan shifted forward slightly, placing his right hand at the sister-in-law’s tender Golden Valley.

The beautiful portal was already exuding strands of crystalline streams, feeling warm and slippery to the touch.

Ye Tong’s body trembled slightly, biting her lip and said, "Fanzi, you can play, but don’t go too deep."

Yang Fan nodded, his fingers teasing around the edges of the Golden Valley.

Even just around the edge, it was incredibly tight, accompanied by slight contractions.

The sister-in-law had built-in turbocharging, something Yang Fan had discovered before.

Today, probably because Little Mother was present, she was overly shy, and the sucking strength was also much stronger.

"Your sister-in-law’s tender valley is comfortable to play with, isn’t it? I don’t know how she grows it, it even moves by itself!" Zhou Wenhui suddenly teased with a laugh, "I’m telling you, with your sister-in-law’s thing, if you get in there, it would definitely be blissful."

"Too bad, though, she’s not giving it to you. I can’t do anything about it; you can only drool."

Ye Tong’s cheeks instantly turned a deep red, looking as though they were about to drip blood, "Little Mother, don’t, don’t talk nonsense."

"What nonsense am I talking? Isn’t it the truth? Fanzi, don’t you feel it?" Zhou Wenhui said with a smile.

Yang Fan nodded, "It’s indeed very tempting..."

As he spoke, he suddenly realized his voice was hoarse, as if he had a severe cold.