Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 338

Chapter 338: Chapter 338

"Are you satisfied now, you bad guy?"

Ye Tong nestled in Yang Fan’s embrace, her eyes bashfully shy, her cheeks like charming, alluringly flushed peaches.

She was as pretty as a peach blossom in the spring and as fresh as a chrysanthemum in the autumn.

Her adorably pitiful look almost melted Yang Fan’s heart.

Satisfied, he was indeed quite content now.

Apart from that last step, they had pretty much done everything else.

Aside from the inside, sister-in-law’s body didn’t hold any secrets from him anymore.

Yang Fan chuckled, "Satisfied, but it’s more like I’m half-satisfied. If we could also do that thing, and sister-in-law became my woman, then I would be completely content."

He had harbored a bit of fantasy just now, hoping that sister-in-law might not be able to resist taking the initiative.

But obviously he had underestimated her self-control; even though she was all wet and her emotions were at their peak, she still held back.

"You and your virtue!" Ye Tong playfully slapped Yang Fan and chastised him sweetly, "When the time comes, I’ll satisfy you. Are you okay with that? For now, I’ll help you with my mouth, and after a while, it should be fine, shouldn’t it?"

Yang Fan giggled foolishly, nodding repeatedly.

"Don’t just lie there, go take a shower, get clean!" Ye Tong urged.

"I don’t want to, sister-in-law, let me play a little longer," Yang Fan said, acting coquettishly.

Ye Tong looked at Yang Fan helplessly, "You can only play for a little while longer, and don’t touch there, just play with the topside."

Yang Fan nodded.

Those two soft snow-white mounds continuously changed shape in his hands, rounded then flattened.

Indeed, no matter how he played with them, he never lost interest, but instead, he felt even less inclined to let go.

After playing for quite a while, Yang Fan finally got up from the bed at his sister-in-law’s urging.

"Sister-in-law, shall we go together?" Yang Fan asked while dressing.

Ye Tong’s eyes widened as she rebuked, "You little rascal, wanna die? Go by yourself, I’ll wash later."

She was afraid of running into Fourth Aunt and Yang Yuan.

Yang Fan had no choice but to leave the room by himself.

As he reached the turn on the second floor, he saw Little Mother holding a palm-leaf fan, sitting on the stairs leading to the attic, enjoying the cool air.

"Little Mother, what are you doing here?" Yang Fan asked.

Seeing Little Mother inevitably reminded him of what had just happened.

HIs heart couldn’t help but feel a mix of impulse and ethical pressure.

"Waiting for you!" Zhou Wenhu beckoned to Yang Fan as she spoke.

Yang Fan sat down beside Little Mother and asked, "Little Mother, why are you waiting for me?"

"Did you do it with your sister-in-law?" Zhou Wenhu asked in a low, gossip-filled voice.

Yang Fan shook his head, "Didn’t go all the way to that last step."

Zhou Wenhu clicked her tongue lightly, "Look at you, so timid. Just find the opportunity to make it happen. I don’t know what to say to you; it’s like the Emperor isn’t in a hurry but the eunuch is nearly dying from frustration."

"But sister-in-law has accepted me," Yang Fan said.

That was the excuse he and Ye Tong had agreed upon earlier.

They had no other choice now; their affair had to be made known to Little Mother.

Zhou Wenhu nodded, "Hmm, that can be considered good news, and all my hard work helping you wasn’t in vain."

"Now that she has agreed, the last step is just a matter of time, there’s really nothing to hurry about. You say I’ve done such a big favor for you, how are you going to thank me?"

Yang Fan smiled, "Little Mother, feel free to ask!"

"I’m not proposing anything until I’ve given it some thought," Zhou Wenhui rolled her eyes.

Yang Fan was somewhat puzzled.

Why did she suddenly seem angry?

"About today’s incident, keep it to yourself, okay? Seeing my body is no big deal, what’s seen is seen, it’s just that and nothing more. But when I helped you with that thing, don’t overthink it. I only did it because you were in a bad state and your sister-in-law was hesitating," Zhou Wenhui whispered a warning.

"I understand, Little Mother, I won’t overthink it," Yang Fan said earnestly.

He couldn’t help but wonder, yet the ethical pressure was so great that he couldn’t continue those thoughts.

"As long as you understand, I was actually worried that you, this little rascal, wouldn’t be able to resist storming into my room, wanting to mess around with me," Zhou Wenhui stood up and said, "Go take a shower, I’m off to bed."

Yang Fan nodded and smiled, "Little Mother, I do have some sense, after all."

"Who can be sure of that? What if you drink that tiger and wolf medicine again one day? I don’t know what Fourth Aunt was thinking, bringing that kind of liquor for ancestor worship. Her kind of filial piety towards our ancestors, frankly, feels a bit impure to me," Zhou Wenhui said, shaking her head with a smile.

Yang Fan couldn’t help but feel the same way.

Zhou Wenhui returned to her room, and Yang Fan staggered into the bathroom.

Although there had been a small interlude, today’s events were actually quite wonderful.

To have inadvertently seen Little Mother’s...

Tsk, what nonsense am I thinking of!

Yang Fan turned on the shower head, promptly stopping his wandering thoughts.

The next day, heavy rain.

Yang Fan hadn’t gotten up yet when he heard the rain sounding like it was pouring backwards outside.

He got up to part the curtains slightly, the rain was so heavy that the banana trees under the window seemed to be struggling to hold up.

"Another perfect day to laze in bed, guilt-free. Back to sleep," he muttered.

Yang Fan stretched lazily and then quickly dove back into bed.

For the chosen working man, this was the most natural holiday there could be.

Leaning against the headboard, Yang Fan checked his phone.

There was another message from Gao Lanlan.

"Another rainy day, huh, little rascal? Are you missing this hot mess? Hurry up and come over. I’m so wet from thinking of you," she messaged.

Her words were blunt, without a hint of subtlety.

"The rain is kind of heavy," Yang Fan replied.

Ding-dong.

Gao Lanlan quickly responded, "What are you afraid of a little rain? It’s safer! In this weather, you have plenty of time to think about how you want to do me. Little rascal, don’t you want to try some new tricks?"

"What new tricks could there be with this thing?" Yang Fan asked purposely.

"Come here and Sister Gao will show you with her body. You have no idea how thrilling it can be until you do it. Once you’ve tried it the first time, you’ll want a second, and you’ll be making excuses to come over here," Gao Lanlan replied.

Yang Fan was tempted by her words.

"Okay, clean yourself up and wait. I’m going to ’take care’ of you today!"

"Great, I want you to use that big... thing of yours, to do it rough and hard until I can’t take it anymore," Gao Lanlan sent back, unabashedly flirtatious and bold in her language.

Yang Fan, who had wanted to luxuriate in bed, couldn’t relax anymore.

He got out of bed, went to the bathroom for a quick wash, had a bite to eat, and got ready to leave.

Suddenly, he noticed the medicinal liquor on the table from last night.

The stuff was fierce, perfect for handling a woman like Gao Lanlan.

After only a moment’s hesitation, Yang Fan poured himself a cup, preparing for battle.