Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 376

Chapter 376: Chapter 376

Yang Fan and Diwu Ming’s tug-of-war lasted nearly two hours.

That is to say, it wasn’t until after the meal was over that they finally stopped.

Those two hours were somewhat overly stimulating, although neither of them revealed anything substantial.

Using only words as their weapons, they fought what seemed like three hundred rounds.

By the end, they were even discussing what positions to use.

This left Old Zhou, who occasionally pricked up his ears to eavesdrop, completely dumbfounded.

Old Zhou, who knew Diwu Ming’s true colors, had only two comments about Yang Fan’s behavior.

He was truly a brave soul!

To play such games with Diwu the ’venomous scorpion,’ Yang Fan must be the only ’scorpion’ around to dare do so.

But even this entertaining show eventually came to an end.

Yang Fan and Diwu Ming didn’t rush into the restroom to turn their verbal descriptions into action.

This left Old Zhou feeling quite disappointed.

A good show, but it ended in an anticlimax.

They had eaten their fill and drunk plenty.

All three were slightly tipsy, and Old Zhou selected three girls in the private room and took them upstairs.

Though the quality was average, that didn’t stop Old Zhou from getting creative and turning it into an intensely stimulating affair.

Yang Fan was stopped by Diwu Ming, who, after making a phone call, took him upstairs to a private room she had arranged in advance.

The moment the door to the private room opened and he saw the scene inside, Yang Fan was stunned.

Diwu Ming hadn’t been just blowing smoke.

Indeed, today she made him the first to ’eat the crab.’

Inside the private room stood a row of blondes with blue eyes, with hair color ranging from yellow to wheat.

"How about that? Isn’t your sister treating you well? These girls just arrived yesterday, they’re another trump card for our store. I’m letting you taste them first," Diwu said, sitting on the sofa, crossing her legs, and lighting a lady’s cigarette.

This was Yang Fan’s first time seeing live foreign beauties, and he couldn’t help feeling curious.

He, a mere peddler running through the mountains, would one day get to play with girls from another country.

For this opportunity, he really owes Diwu Ming some thanks.

She had truly broadened his horizons.

"Come on, introduce yourselves," Diwu Ming told the girls.

The girls seemed very open.

When Yang Fan entered, they didn’t behave coyly; instead, they quietly raised their hands and smiled as they greeted Yang Fan.

Hearing Diwu Ming’s command, the girl on the left waved her hand gently, smiled with a full-moon-like radiance, and said to Yang Fan, "Hey, I’m Sasha."

"I’m Anna."

"Bei Xi."

"..."

The girls introduced themselves one by one.

These names clearly weren’t their real ones, probably just pseudonyms they made up after starting work in such a place.

"Choose, tonight they all can be yours," Diwu Ming told Yang Fan as she blew a puff of smoke, smiling.

Yang Fan waved away the smoke in front of him and said earnestly, "Actually, I’d rather choose you."

"Then you’ll have to put in a good effort, but definitely not today," Diwu Ming said with a playful laugh.

Yang Fan shook his head in regret, "What a pity, then I’ll choose Bei Xi and Sasha."

He didn’t know how to describe the appearance of foreign women.

But these two were the best-looking and had the most appealing figures in his eyes, somewhat close to a gentle and graceful temperament.

Diwu Ming giggled, "Why not show some spirit and take them all? To look out for you, I didn’t even tell Old Zhou about such a good deal."

"You’re trying to kill me. I think I’ve got good stamina, but not enough to handle them both at once," Yang Fan shook his head, declining Diwu Ming’s kind offer.

If he just took a few stabs at each, he could have gone through all the women.

But that wasn’t interesting to him.

More importantly, when the bill came out tomorrow, Old Zhou might just fight him to the death over it.

After all, it was Old Zhou who was treating, not Diwu Ming. It was better to keep a low profile, just enough would do.

"You say you can’t handle seven at once now, so when will you be able to?" Diwu Ming raised an eyebrow with a mischievous smile, dropping her crossed leg, "Well then, take your time and enjoy. These two crabs are both fat and juicy, they must taste amazing. I’ll take the rest to show Old Zhou."

Yang Fan nodded, "Maybe in the future, but definitely not now."

Sometimes he really couldn’t figure out Diwu Ming’s temperament.

When she teased him, she acted like a starving courtesan.

But when she was serious, she seemed to become indifferent and devoid of desires in an instant.

Diwu Ming took the remaining girls and left the private room.

When the door of the private room closed again, the two foreign women named Bei Xi and Sasha began to move.

Bei Xi went to the bathroom and turned on the bathtub faucet, while Sasha, with a bit of a libertine smile on her face, swayed her long legs, taking elegant cat steps towards him, and began to undress Yang Fan.

Yang Fan’s imperial nighttime life... had begun.

No longer a neophyte in such settings, he calmly accepted Sasha’s attentions.

Both their clothes were very simple, just a sheer fabric covering, with nothing but a bikini underneath.

The outer layer looked like a nightgown, but it was shorter than a nightgown, barely covering the buttocks, tied at the waist with a light ribbon.

Such garments couldn’t fully be called clothes.

They were more like accessories to enhance the fun.

After undressing Yang Fan, Sasha pressed her svelte body against his, rubbing gently.

She swayed rhythmically, instantly stirring Yang Fan’s robust hormones.

After nearly two hours of being toyed with by Diwu Ming, he was already feeling a bit restless.

Now, with the soft body rubbing up and down against him, the small flame insider him grew restless, and his manhood stood at attention, pressing tightly against Sasha’s elastic buttocks.

Sasha turned around, leaned down, and kissed Yang Fan’s chest.

Then her red lips moved lower.

Her eyes shone briefly, murmuring something Yang Fan couldn’t understand, as if she were surprised.

When she began to move her red lips in and out, the difference between foreign and local women became apparent.

Sasha might look demure and sweet, but once she opened her mouth, she was a fierce animal.

She worked with vigor, her head bobbing at a surprisingly rapid rate.

And she enjoyed taking it all in.

Watching her, Yang Fan constantly worried she might swallow the adornments as well.

After a rapid in and out motion, Sasha used her hand to continue, alternating between the two methods.

Yang Fan reached down, poking his fingers inside her bra.

Before he could touch her, Sasha stood up.

Yang Fan thought she was about to do something else, but she quickly removed her bra, then squatted down halfway, presenting her ample, drooping breasts to Yang Fan’s face, uttering a word of invitation.

That word, Yang Fan understood.