Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 370

Chapter 370: Chapter 370

After an intense bout of love-making, Zhu Shanshan lay soft and languid in Yang Fan’s arms.

Her rosy lips were slightly parted, her face flushed with an alluring color, and her eyes seemed misted over with a layer of water.

The fervent satisfaction had left her looking like crops drenched with rainwater, fresh and captivating.

"You little enemy, you really made the wait worth it," Zhu Shanshan cooed, her voice mellow, her tone saturated with profound satisfaction.

"Feel good?" Yang Fan asked with a smile.

Zhu Shanshan giggled shyly and nodded gently.

She was more than comfortable; she was completely sated.

Yang Fan sneaked a glance towards the wardrobe, which was tightly closed; it seemed Fan Sisi had quieted down as well.

"Fanzi, come to my place later, I’ll whip up something nice to replenish you," Zhu Shanshan said gently, her eyes brimming with tenderness.

She was on about nourishing him again, which left Yang Fan somewhat torn between laughter and tears.

"I’m as strong as a young bull; there doesn’t seem to be much to replenish," he remarked.

Zhu Shanshan replied, "You have to nourish early. If you wait until you think you’re lacking, it will be too late. Just listen to me; I won’t steer you wrong. Let’s tidy up a bit. I’ll head back first, and you can follow after waiting a little while."

Unable to refuse her hospitality, Yang Fan agreed.

Zhu Shanshan wriggled out of Yang Fan’s embrace and took a wet wipe she carried with her to meticulously clean up their love battlefield before getting dressed.

After pecking Yang Fan’s lips gently, she said with barely concealed coyness, "Come over in a bit, just wait a few minutes to avoid attracting attention."

She was indeed being very cautious this time.

Zhu Shanshan’s movements were slightly awkward as she left the room and gently closed the door ajar.

The recent passionate encounter, while thrillingly pleasurable, had left her with a slight discomfort.

Walking down the corridor didn’t feel quite natural, and she found herself needing to adjust her buttocks occasionally.

About two minutes later, the wardrobe door gently opened, and Fan Sisi with a faint blush on her cheeks, squeezed out. She was somewhat shy and hardly dared to look directly at Yang.

"You two can really go at it; I sort of regret spying," Fan Sisi murmured softly.

Yang Fan chuckled, "Why do you regret it?"

Fan Sisi pouted and cocked her head to the side, "Isn’t it because you two went at it so hard that it’s left me all restless?"

"Are you in the mood too? We could go for another round," Yang Fan suggested eagerly.

"Let’s not," Fan Sisi shook her head, "She just told you to go and have some nourishing food, right? Better go sooner rather than later, in case she comes over here and catches me; I don’t want to risk that."

"We could be quick about it," Yang Fan suggested.

Fan Sisi glanced at Yang Fan’s evident arousal, "With your stamina, do you think you can be quick about it? Besides, you’ve just had a round with her, so it’ll only take you longer. Let’s not, safety comes first."

"You two are best friends; it wouldn’t be a big deal if she found out, right? Since what I have with Zhu Shanshan isn’t anything serious anyway," Yang Fan argued.

Fan Sisi shook her head, "Absolutely not, no way. You better go ahead."

Seeing Fan Sisi’s firm stance, Yang Fan had no choice but to give up.

Having a second round and experiencing a different feeling would have definitely been amazing.

But Fan Sisi was cautious, unwilling to take the slightest risk, and there was nothing he could do about it.

"Make sure you don’t spread those things you filmed around," Yang Fan suddenly thought of this matter and spoke with gravity.

Fan Sisi immediately looked at Yang Fan with surprise, "You knew what I just filmed?"

"You were so obvious, how could I possibly not notice?" Yang Fan said irritably.

Zhu Shanshan giggled awkwardly, "I thought I was being quite secretive, did Shanshan notice too?"

"She probably didn’t. She was facing away from the wardrobe most of the time; she likely didn’t notice," Yang Fan said. "Just think about it, if she had noticed, would you still have been able to hide calmly inside the wardrobe?"

Fan Sisi laughed and scratched her cheek, "That seems right."

"Show me what you filmed," Yang Fan said.

Fan Sisi immediately became tense, "I assure you I won’t leak it, I just want to have a look myself. It’s just you in them, what’s there to look at? Don’t bother, I didn’t film much, it’s just that and nothing more."

Yang Fan extended his hand, "I promise I won’t delete anything."

"I don’t trust you, you’ll definitely want to secretly delete them," Fan Sisi held her phone tightly to her chest.

Yang Fan threatened, "If you don’t let me see, I might just tell Zhu Shanshan."

"Hey, do you still want to mess with me in the future?" Fan Sisi tilted her chin up and said.

This counter-threat actually managed to intimidate Yang Fan.

He laughed a bit helplessly and said, "I really just want to have a look, I absolutely won’t delete anything, don’t worry, or you can send them to me. You’re taking sneaky photos of me and won’t even let me see them, isn’t that a bit too much?"

He was genuinely curious and wanted to make sure no faces were shown.

If it was just the scenes of him and Zhu Shanshan together, that wouldn’t be too big an issue.

But if faces were exposed, then there would be a certain risk.

"Fine, I’ll send them to you!" Fan Sisi finally compromised a step, "Don’t worry, I’ll keep them safe and secure, I definitely won’t let a single detail slip out. It’s not like I’d show these things to Old Zhou; after all, we’re in the same boat."

"Hiss... you’ve actually reminded me, you wouldn’t really be harboring other intentions, would you?" Yang Fan immediately became a bit uneasy and asked, as his relationship with Fan Sisi couldn’t influence Old Zhou in any way.

Fan Sisi pouted, "Don’t think so poorly of me, I’m just keeping them for my collection."

Yang Fan looked at Fan Sisi with suspicion, debating whether to snatch the phone and delete the photos.

The more he thought about it, the riskier this matter seemed.

"But I’m not feeling very reassured!" Yang Fan said.

Fan Sisi’s expression stiffened, and she glared at Yang Fan with annoyance, "Don’t you trust me that much?"

Seeing Fan Sisi’s stance, trying to snatch the phone from her hands and delete the photos seemed rather unrealistic; she was guarding it like a dog with its food.

"How about this, for fairness’ sake, let me take a couple of photos too, so we both have some leverage over each other, then I’ll feel a bit more at ease," Yang Fan said. This was the only somewhat reliable guarantee he could think of.

Merely relying on Fan Sisi’s verbal assurance, he really didn’t feel very secure.

Fan Sisi looked at Yang Fan with a slightly reproachful expression, "Don’t you trust me at all?"

"It’s not that I don’t trust you, I’m just not confident about this matter," Yang Fan said.

"What’s the difference anyway," Fan Sisi muttered, her face full of conflict, "Do you really need to take them?"

Yang Fan nodded.