Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 362

Chapter 362: Chapter 362

"I’m fine with anything," Zheng Yuyu said.

She behaved very obediently, almost like a little cat that constantly begs and pleads.

However, if Pan Xiaoxia knew that she and Yang Fan had teamed up to deceive her, she might want to kill her.

"The way you’re talking, it’s like anything goes; it’s really hard to know what to say. Anyway, take this set," Pan Xiaoxia said, keeping the black silk for herself and handing the red set to Zheng Yuyu.

"I just saw that there were two sets and thought to match you, it really is all the same to me," Zheng Yuyu laughed.

The two women began to change their clothes right in front of Yang Fan.

Pan Xiaoxia’s black silk was not just stockings, but a complete set.

Above the waist, it was just two straps wrapped around to tie behind her neck.

The front exposed her soft, full breasts, and the back her bare skin.

Just when Yang Fan thought that was all, Pan Xiaoxia took out two little things and stuck them onto her little honey beans. They seemed to be designed precisely for covering the two little honey beans, but they also had little tassels hanging from them.

After getting all dolled up like this, Pan Xiaoxia’s sexiness instantly doubled, making Yang Fan almost pant with dry mouth and a fiery heat that seemed to rise from the pit of his throat; his eyes were nearly popping out.

He couldn’t wait to extend his devilish claws, stroking Pan Xiaoxia’s perky buttocks, first feeling the texture of the black silk, very smooth, somewhat slippery.

While Pan Xiaoxia finished dressing, Zheng Yuyu also figured out how to wear her outfit and quickly put it on.

Her attire had an ancient style: a very thin and translucent bright red dress on the outside, embroidered with lotuses on a pink bellyband inside, and below that, a small pair of panties with slits.

Those panties were narrow to begin with, slit on the sides, and were pretty much purely decorative.

But once she was dressed, the enchanting aura instantly hit everyone full in the face. Her eyes were seductive and reproving by nature, and with the clothing’s enhancement, she was the spitting image of a seductress.

Indeed, as the saying goes, the right clothes make the person; such domineering attire, once worn, ignited an uncontrollable blaze within Yang Fan, his little tent showing signs of lifting.

Pan Xiaoxia really put thought into this.

The little things she prepared hit right at Yang Fan’s core.

"Is it okay?" Pan Xiaoxia asked softly, nestling into Yang Fan’s arms.

Yang Fan’s grinning mouth could hardly close, "It’s more than okay."

His hands greedily wandered up and down, caressing Pan Xiaoxia’s graceful body over and over.

Guiding Pan Xiaoxia to sit on the bed’s edge, Yang Fan freed his other hand to land on Zheng Yuyu’s smooth thigh.

"I can touch now, right?" Yang Fan asked perfunctorily.

Zheng Yuyu laughed out loud, "Boss Yang, however you want to touch, just touch!"

Yang Fan then roamed without restraint.

Reminded of what Pan Xiaoxia had said in the car earlier, Yang Fan proactively bent down and sucked her soft, red lips.

Better not to give the woman a reason to say he was repulsed by her, not even granting her a kiss.

Pan Xiaoxia’s eyelids fluttered slightly, responding earnestly to Yang Fan, her nimble tongue entwining his teasingly.

In the midst of their fervent kissing, Pan Xiaoxia’s breathing became labored, her body softened, collapsing bonelessly into Yang Fan’s embrace, her whole body temperature seeming to rise and feeling somewhat feverish.

Zheng Yuyu crawled over by herself, unfastening Yang Fan’s shorts, and bent down to take him in her mouth.

Now that they’d been intimate, she seemed to let go of her inhibitions.

Yang Fan let out a pleasured hiss, his hand curiously plucking at the tassels stuck to Pan Xiaoxia’s soft, full breasts.

He was somewhat puzzled whether those were purely for decoration, or if they served some other purpose.

"Mmm... Mmm..."

With just a light tug, Pan Xiaoxia’s moans laced faintly through her lips.

Yang Fan’s eyes suddenly lit up.

So this thing did have some uses after all.

Underneath it must have been clinging to the Little Honey Bean, so pulling on this tassel was like pulling on the Little Honey Bean below.

It was kind of fun.

Zheng Yuyu was working hard at swallowing, her face full of enjoyment.

Regardless of whether her expression was deliberately made or genuine,

it looked very enjoyable, and her swallowing was bringing Yang Fan a great deal of pleasure, his little tent was about to burst.

"I can’t take it anymore, I need to screw you guys!" Yang Fan stopped Zheng Yuyu from continuing to swallow and murmured.

Pan Xiaoxia opened her dreamy eyes and said shyly, "Take Miss Zheng first, she’s the guest after all."

Yang Fan couldn’t help but chuckle, damn guest.

"I’m fine with anything!" Zheng Yuyu added with the same phrase.

"Then let’s listen to Xiaoxia," Yang Fan said with a smile.

Zheng Yuyu smiled and nodded slightly, then lay down at the edge of the bed, spreading her long legs as wide as she could, adopting a welcoming posture.

The position itself was very seductive, and added to that her outfit, it took the already uncontrollable flame inside to a whole new level, completely beyond control.

He pushed aside the slit Xiao Ding, exposing the real Shuilian Cave, and then bent down, squeezing in a sliver.

"Shall I go in?" he asked.

Zheng Yuyu pursed her lips and nodded gently, "Boss Yang, please come in, do me!"

Only then did Yang Fan exert force at his waist and slowly penetrated deeper.

The moist and slippery forest path allowed Yang Fan to enter the hole smoothly, going straight to the bottom of the Abyss.

"Ah..."

Zheng Yuyu let out a soft cry, her hands gripping the bed sheet.

Pan Xiaoxia, sitting cross-legged next to them, watched Yang Fan doing Zheng Yuyu and suddenly said with a smile, "It’s strange but also fascinating to watch you screw another woman right before my eyes; it’s kind of thrilling."

"Don’t just sit there!" Yang Fan said with a laugh.

Pan Xiaoxia asked somewhat bewildered, "What can I do now?"

She didn’t know what to do.

Yang Fan said with a smile, "You can play with her while sticking up your little butt for me to play with."

"Can you handle it all?" Pan Xiaoxia asked with a light smile.

"My hands are not busy at all." Yang Fan raised his hand and stroked Pan Xiaoxia’s smooth back to prove his point.

Pan Xiaoxia got up and raised her buttocks, wrapped in black stockings, high toward Yang Fan.

Black stockings were quite magical, they were just longer socks, but when worn by women, they rendered men helpless, unable to resist their charm, liking such attire.

Beneath the black stockings, Pan Xiaoxia’s beautiful Golden Valley was faintly visible, with trickles of moisture seeping out from within.

Yang Fan’s right hand was massaging the mysterious and beautiful Golden Valley while thrusting vigorously into Zheng Yuyu.

Zheng Yuyu was gradually getting into the swing of things, with her moaning sounds rising and falling in waves.

"Boss Yang, hit me, spank my buttocks," Zheng Yuyu, with her hands kneading under her bellyband, suddenly pleaded softly.

Pan Xiaoxia paused, looking at Yang Fan in surprise, "She just seemed to tell you to hit her!"

"It sounded like that to me too," Yang Fan said.