Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 371

Chapter 371: Chapter 371

Under Yang Fan’s persistence, Fan Sisi compromised.

She would rather let Yang Fan take her photos than delete the ones she had taken.

Her fetish really left Yang Fan speechless.

It could be barely understood why Yang Fan collected these things, but what could she possibly do with her collection?

"How do you want to pose?" Fan Sisi pouted her luscious lips, discontentedly asking.

"Just strike a few simple poses, I don’t necessarily need to take them, just wanted to keep something of you," Yang Fan said.

Fan Sisi waved her hand, "Okay, okay, don’t explain, I’ve already agreed."

She climbed onto the bed, pulled up her qipao to her waist, and then slightly spread her legs, asking, "Is this okay?"

She was quite decisive, not coy in her pose at all.

"Very tempting, but this little underpants inside are a bit bothersome," Yang Fan said.

Fan Sisi’s eyes widened, "Isn’t that a bit too greedy?"

"When taking such pictures, you’ve got to show some key parts, right? Otherwise, what’s the point?" Yang Fan said.

Fan Sisi took a deep breath, biting her molar, "Fine, you make a good point. Let’s reveal."

Yang Fan stared straight at Fan Sisi’s light blue underpants and smirked, "You seem all soaked, why don’t we get this done quickly, don’t make it hard on yourself."

"Cut the crap, just take your photos, I’m already over the feeling, this is... from earlier," Fan Sisi’s cheeks flushed red, yet she spoke confidently, not lacking in spirit at all.

Seeing this, Yang Fan had no choice but to give up.

Her conviction, sometimes was just immovable.

Fan Sisi took off her panties, threw them aside, and covered her Golden Valley with her hand saying, "Is this alright now?"

Yang Fan shook his head, "You’re blocking everything tightly, what’s the difference from wearing the panties? Spread your legs a bit more and move your hands away."

Fan Sisi frowned, giving Yang Fan a grievous look, then turned her head away and let go of her hands.

"Holy shit, so tempting!" Yang Fan couldn’t help but exclaim.

This pose by Fan Sisi could really snatch someone’s soul away.

It was so tempting that Yang Fan uncontrollably pitched a tent.

He lifted his phone and snapped away furiously.

"Are you done yet? Just one shot is enough!" Fan Sisi, full of embarrassment, urged impatiently.

"Done, done, all done!" Yang Fan said.

Just taking photos could hardly satisfy him, he sneakily recorded a video as well.

"Roll over, lie down, and stick that cute little ass up high!" Yang Fan said.

Fan Sisi looked at Yang Fan furiously, as if her grievances were about to explode.

Through gritted teeth, she said, "I’m only doing this one pose, don’t even dream of anything more."

"Why, with such a tempting look, you should keep more," Yang Fan smiled.

Fan Sisi grunted displeasedly.

Then she turned over and lay on the bed, her upper body low on the mattress, sticking her buttocks up high.

Although she seemed genuinely irritated, her pose was very accommodating.

This position made Yang Fan’s eyes widen, and his heart almost leaped to his throat.

It was absolutely breathtaking!

Unbearably tempting!

Yang Fan snapped several photos and sneaked in a little video again, then unable to contain himself, he walked over and placed his palm over the beautifully moist Golden Valley.

It seemed, watching him and Zhu Shanshan go at it, she hadn’t stopped flowing.

Fan Sisi suddenly turned around and, with a wary look at Yang Fan, said, "Shanshan is still waiting over there, stop messing around."

"I can hardly bear it anymore," Yang Fan said earnestly.

"Even if you can’t bear it, you have to. I’ve been holding back for so long, you should reciprocate," Fan Sisi said.

Yang Fan was immediately speechless. Could this thing really be reciprocated like that?

But Fan Sisi was truly restrained. If she said no, it really meant no.

"Then let those two little guys out, let me take a couple more shots," Yang Fan said.

Fan Sisi glared at him and pinched the soft flesh on his waist, "Are you getting greedy now?"

"Ouch... preserve your beauty," Yang Fan said with a painful hiss, chuckling.

Fan Sisi glared at Yang Fan furiously, "Still preserving my beauty? I am beautiful enough, no need for preserving."

"Hurry up, hurry up," Yang Fan urged, pushing Fan Sisi.

Fan Sisi pouted, looked at Yang Fan for a while, then reluctantly unbuttoned her cheongsam, took it off her shoulders, and stripped off her bra inside, pulling out two plump and pale breasts.

"Happy now?" she asked displeasedly.

Yang Fan stared intently and said, "Spread your legs a bit more."

"I really want to bite you to death, you jerk. Why do you have so many conditions?" Fan Sisi grumbled annoyedly.

Although she was very reluctant verbally, her actions were quite cooperative.

She spread her legs, intentionally glaring fiercely at the smartphone in Yang Fan’s hand, and struck a pose.

Yang Fan was so stimulated by her pose that he almost had a nosebleed.

If it hadn’t been for his intense release on Zhu Shanshan earlier, he would certainly not have been able to hold himself back now.

After snapping a few photos and recording a short video, Yang Fan finally put away his phone.

That should be enough.

He could find an opportunity later to take some more enticing shots.

Fan Sisi’s kink had also started to amuse him.

He really should preserve these beautiful moments. When Zhang Yulan had said that before, Yang Fan hadn’t felt much.

But now he found it enjoyable too.

When he had nothing to do later, looking through these photos and videos, reminiscing about those moments, would be pleasant.

As soon as Yang Fan put away his phone, Fan Sisi quickly fixed her clothes and urged him, "Hurry up, your sweetheart is probably getting anxious. If you delay any longer and she comes storming here to corner me in the room, I’ll definitely kill you."

"It’s not that exaggerated," Yang Fan laughed, "then I’ll come again tonight."

"Up to you. Anyway, if you come too late, I’ll definitely be asleep," Fan Sisi muttered indifferently.

Although she sounded casual, as if she didn’t care at all,

Yang Fan could hear her desire in her tone.

She probably wanted it too, just stubbornly holding onto her pride here, unwilling to admit it.

After exchanging a smile with Fan Sisi, Yang Fan left her office cum bedroom, crossed the street, and entered Old Zhou’s shop.

As soon as he entered, Yang Fan was suddenly stunned.

Because Old Zhou, who Zhu Shanshan was absolutely certain would not return, had come back.

Moreover, he seemed to have a somewhat unpleasant look on his face.

Yang Fan’s heart suddenly sank.

Could it be that Zhu Shanshan was caught by Old Zhou just by chance?

Fuck... now it really seems we’re screwed.

As Yang Fan was drumming up worries in his mind, Old Zhou finally noticed him entering.