Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 353

Chapter 353: Chapter 353

"Don’t, don’t play there."

Pan Xiaoxia urgently stopped Yang Fan from probing her backdoor.

But how could Yang Fan be someone who heeds advice?

He pretended to give up the teasing, but when Pan Xiaoxia relaxed, he suddenly launched a surprise attack.

"Ah..."

Pan Xiaoxia’s voice sharply peaked, and she let out a moan.

She glared at Yang Fan with annoyance, lightly punched him on the chest with her small fists, and chided, "Don’t play."

Yang Fan chuckled mischievously, as if he had discovered a new world.

That intense contraction was somewhat enticing.

"Alright, alright, I’ll stop, let’s continue," Yang Fan said with a laugh.

Pan Xiaoxia glanced at Yang Fan with a somewhat resentful look and reached behind to guard her rear entrance with her right hand.

"You’re not satisfied with the front, what’s so fun about that place?" she complained disdainfully, and then she resumed her rocking motion.

From the distance, a deafening song faintly wafted over.

The melancholic prince of the truck was again listening to a melancholic electronic love song.

This odd pairing always puzzled Yang Fan, who couldn’t figure out if it was supposed to be sad or upbeat. If you say it’s melancholic, its tune is so rhythmic, all punchy and dynamic.

But if you call it upbeat, its lyrics are filled with sadness.

It was quite perplexing.

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

Pan Xiaoxia changed her position, turning her back to Yang Fan, half-squatting on him, and leaning her body slightly forward.

This position allowed for deeper penetration, providing Yang Fan with an even more intense stimulation.

With each thrust, he could clearly feel her different layers of tightness and heat.

"Ah ah ah..."

Pan Xiaoxia’s moans suddenly quickened, and her movements abruptly sped up.

Soon after, a torrent suddenly came flooding back, almost drowning Yang Fan.

Pan Xiaoxia had reached her peak.

She gasped for breath with urgency, even her swallowing sounds were incredibly distinct.

After resting for a while, she rolled off Yang Fan’s body, "I can’t do it anymore, I’m exhausted, your turn."

Yang Fan looked at her, "Why don’t you get on all fours? There’s no room for my legs this way."

Pan Xiaoxia nodded, turned around and got on all fours, pushing her snow-white peach-shaped buttocks high in the air.

No matter how many times Yang Fan saw this position, he still found it incredibly seductive, with each time bringing a different thrill.

He leaned back in his chair and plunged deeply into Pan Xiaoxia’s muddy Golden Valley.

The scorching tightness once again enveloped him completely.

Smack smack smack...

Though this space was now completely secluded, Yang Fan still did not dare to exert too much force.

Making too much noise might embarrass them if Zhao Wu heard it.

After maintaining such a position for about fifteen minutes, Yang Fan suddenly felt a tingling sensation from his lower back.

He was close, too.

With both hands prying Pan Xiaoxia’s tender buttocks, he thrust deeply a few times. Then, with a hard push, he released everything deep inside Pan Xiaoxia.

"Ah ah ah... ah—ah!"

Pan Xiaoxia suppressed her moans, which after a sudden rise, gradually turned into rapid gasps.

Even though she covered them with her hand, the sounds still came out intermittently.

Yang Fan had been parked inside for quite a while, then he took some paper and placed it under Pan Xiaoxia’s golden valley before he pulled out, if he had made a mess in Zhao Wu’s car, the melancholy Truck Prince Zhao might have picked a fight with him.

After he withdrew, Yang Fan immediately plugged it up with the paper, ensuring a seamless connection with not a drop missed.

Pan Xiaoxia lay softly on the seat, her rapid breaths making her body rise and fall.

Not until Yang Fan had cleaned up the entire battlefield did she finally seem to have some energy to turn over and get up.

Looking at Pan Xiaoxia, rosy-cheeked and shy-eyed after their cloud and rain encounter, Yang Fan smiled and asked, "Satisfied?"

Pan Xiaoxia chuckled and said teasingly, "Not bad! At least I don’t have to break your ’third leg’."

"A woman who says one thing and means another," Yang Fan said fiercely, "this place is not really convenient. Wait for tonight, I promise you’ll be screaming ’daddy’ loudly tonight." Saying ’not bad’ was the biggest insult to him.

Pan Xiaoxia replied with a proud smile, "Who said I’m going to stay with you tonight? Dream on."

"If you’re not staying with me tonight, where else do you plan on going? I’d tie you to my bed if I have to," Yang Fan said, "Now that you’ve come out with me, do you think you can escape my grasp?"

Pan Xiaoxia couldn’t help but laugh and stopped bickering with Yang Fan.

She fixed her messy clothes, then suddenly asked seriously, "How do you have customers so far away?"

"Door-to-door service," Yang Fan pulled Pan Xiaoxia into his embrace and said with a laugh, "I was a bit shocked when he told me. A business opportunity like this, even if far away, I had to do it."

"As long as there is profit, any distance is doable, especially since it’s only over two hundred kilometers," Pan Xiaoxia said.

Suddenly she turned to look at Yang Fan and asked, "You haven’t kissed me, do you despise me?"

Yang Fan was taken aback.

This abrupt change in subject almost broke his back.

"Why would I despise you? It’s not that I didn’t want to kiss you... I just didn’t get around to it," Yang Fan said with a wry smile, "I was too busy with... other things."

"Doing that and kissing me don’t get in the way, right? So, you do despise me a little, don’t you?" Pan Xiaoxia asked seriously.

Yang Fan shook his head, "Not at all."

"Kissing you would have delayed me from getting inside, so I just forgot. It doesn’t mean I despise you, and besides, what reason do I have to despise you?" Yang Fan explained.

This idea of Pan Xiaoxia’s really puzzled him; he wondered why she would think that.

"Come here, I’ll make it up to you now." Yang Fan grabbed Pan Xiaoxia by the neck and pressed his mouth to hers.

Even though she seemed to care about this, to ensure they could play happily in the future, he had to make it convincing.

Pan Xiaoxia protested a little, clamping her teeth shut.

Yang Fan squeezed his right hand between her legs and gently prodded.

Following Pan Xiaoxia’s moan, he managed to pry open her clenched teeth, allowing his tongue to slip inside.

Pan Xiaoxia’s lips were soft and mushy, with a faint fresh scent on her breath.

Yang Fan finally understood why she cared so much.

She had prepared for this as well.

It was already this late, and unless she had prepared intentionally, there was no way her mouth would still have this fresh taste.

It looked like Pan Xiaoxia had done quite a bit of preparation for this meeting.

It seemed she hadn’t missed any detail.

"Um... um..."

Pan Xiaoxia gradually started to respond, wrapping her arms around Yang Fan’s neck with increasing passion.

Yang Fan removed his hand from between her legs and slipped it into her neckline.

While kissing, playing with these two little ones felt a bit more exciting.