Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 358

Chapter 358: Chapter 358

"Boss, pinch my Little Honey Bean!"

Zheng Yuyu’s sultry eyes turned silky as the pleasure escalated.

Although she thought she might suffer a bit, she suddenly seemed to enjoy it as well.

Yang Fan reached out and grabbed Zheng Yuyu’s Little Honey Bean, which was as small as a pea and stood proudly upright, and gently kneaded it.

But Zheng Yuyu was not satisfied with the intensity of the kneading, and once again spoke up, "Boss, harder, tug them. The harder you go, the more comfortable I feel, the slight pain is very stimulating."

Yang Fan paused, realizing she had such a kink.

This novelty intrigued Yang Fan a great deal.

He slightly increased his grip, tugging and twisting the Little Honey Bean repeatedly.

"Ah... ah..."

Zheng Yuyu’s moans grew louder, even taking on a bit of a scream.

She indeed seemed to be enjoying it.

Her face instantly flushed like spreading rosy clouds, and sweat beaded on her forehead.

"Boss, you can slap them, use your palm. I’m just a little slut, I like the feeling of being humiliated. You don’t need to be gentle, nor do you need to cherish me, just handle me however you want, the more stimulating, the better," Zheng Yuyu cried out fervently.

It was as if Yang Fan had opened her meridians completely; she let go completely and kept begging in different ways.

It was the first time Yang Fan had done this, and he was somewhat uneasy, unsure of how to proceed.

He tried to give a gentle slap.

But such mild force did not stimulate Zheng Yuyu enough, and she tore out yelling, "Boss, harder!"

Smack!

Yang Fan increased his strength a bit.

He even felt it was a bit too harsh as the seductive plumpness jiggled chaotically from the blow.

This time she finally felt it, suddenly crying out, her body tremoring lightly as if electrified.

"That’s right, like that, boss, hit me, ravage me fiercely, ravage my fertile subordinate, spank these promiscuous breasts."

Zheng Yuyu gasped hurriedly, her moans rising and falling dramatically.

After a few simple tries, Yang Fan had somewhat mastered the force, and he too was getting into the swing of it.

He started to enjoy this rough sensation.

Smack!

The palm struck repeatedly on the soft plumpness.

The blows caused the two tender mounds to swing from side to side, wobbling in a mesmerizing manner.

During this time, he did not stop at all, still thrusting vigorously.

Stimulated by Zheng Yuyu, Yang Fan had no intention of being gentle, he was going all out.

This rhythm brought back the sensations he had been forcibly suppressing.

This time it was almost happening.

Zheng Yuyu felt Yang Fan’s change and immediately screamed at the top of her lungs, "Boss, give it to me, fill up this lascivious large fat thing inside, fill it. Give it to me... ah ah ah... Boss, give it to me, I want it!"

In the midst of Zheng Yuyu’s intense moans, Yang Fan plunged deeply several times, fully releasing himself at Zheng Yuyu’s deepest point.

This battle was truly exhilarating.

This unusual thrill had satisfied him greatly.

He gave the slightly reddened Little Honey Bean another intense squeeze and played with it for a while before Yang Fan finally pulled away.

Zheng Yuyu was sweating profusely, her face flush red, and she too was thoroughly exhausted.

The area at the golden valley was as muddy as if it were somewhat sticky.

She coughed lightly, tidied the hair that had fallen onto her cheeks, and said breathlessly with a laugh, "Boss, why don’t you raise the price a bit more? I’ll let you have your way often, however you like."

Yang Fan chuckled; this woman probably wanted it herself.

But indeed, she was very comfortable.

"I really can’t raise it anymore," Yang Fan said.

Zheng Yuyu cast coquettish glances through her lashes and cooed sweetly at Yang Fan, "Boss, let’s talk it over, okay? Isn’t my place quite plump? Doesn’t it feel good? The key thing is I’m cooperative; I can take any position."

"With me, you can enjoy what other women can’t give you. If it were some other woman, a few slaps would probably make them explode in anger, probably stopping you from doing anything, but not only will I not do that, I’ll become even more accommodating," she said.

"We were rushed today, so you couldn’t quite feel it intensely, but any complicated method, I can handle it. Whether you want it in the mouth, the back door, or even inside with urine, whatever you want to try, I can let you try," she said.

She indeed was rather generous; she truly spared no expense.

However, this probably also stemmed from her excessive desire for money.

"Although I really can’t increase the price this time, you can help me collect Codonopsis." Yang Fan said, "There should still be people around this area who haven’t sold their Codonopsis, no matter what price you buy it at, I’ll give you forty-four, how about that?"

"Besides Codonopsis, there are also some other medicinal herbs I’ll list for you later; the more the better. You’ll get two bucks above market price per pound. I’ve got your back, you just go ahead and buy fearlessly," he said.

"Boss, are you serious?" Zheng Yuyu’s eyes instantly lit up.

As long as Yang Fan had her back, the rest was up to how much effort she was willing to put in and how much hardship she could bear.

This business arrangement was even more secure than her growing her own herbs.

As for the actual profit margins, whether it was three, four, or even seven, eight per unit, it was up to her skills.

"I’m not joking, if you think you can handle it, then give it a go. If the volume is big enough, there is still room for the price to rise," Yang Fan said.

"I can handle it, definitely can handle it," Zheng Yuyu jubilantly said.

"I also welcome you to come play with me anytime; from now on, I’ll be your Little Spittoon, just come and do as you please," she said.

Yang Fan smiled; she was indeed very open about it, seemingly unreserved and bold about everything.

"If you’re not feeling secure, we can sign a simple contract," Yang Fan said.

"That doesn’t really matter. If you weren’t planning to buy, you wouldn’t be discussing this with me. I’m still willing to take another gamble. Having finally found a decent livelihood, I’d like to leave a good impression on you," Zheng Yuyu laughed.

"A contract doesn’t restrain the petty nor is it of much significance to the honorable; it’s purely a hassle," she said.

"As long as you’re confident, that’s fine," Yang Fan laughed.

However, Yang Fan somewhat disagreed with Zheng Yuyu’s view on contracts.

The function of these documents was still very significant, and signing them was absolutely meaningful.

But in this case, since Zheng Yuyu felt they were of no use, he didn’t insist on it.

"Boss, why don’t you stay over tonight? Stay at my house," Zheng Yuyu suddenly said.

Yang Fan shook his head regretfully, "Staying at your place lacks a bit of a reason. Ma Baoyu’s house seems to have plenty of room too; we should find another opportunity. If things go quickly on your end, I should be visiting again soon."

He had another appointment with Pan Xiaoxia tonight, and he definitely couldn’t miss it.