Happy Little Farmer -
Chapter 388
Chapter 388: Chapter 388
Faced with Little Mother’s confident assertions, Yang Fan wanted to say that indeed, it didn’t cost him any flesh, but it... was losing other things!
Is this something you can just look at casually?
He wondered what had suddenly gotten into Little Mother?
"Little Mother, a little tug should be enough, right..." Yang Fan said weakly.
With his lifeline clamped, it seemed like he could only obediently comply.
Zhou Wenhu moved her hand that was holding Yang Fan’s lifeline and commented seriously, "You little brat, you sound like you have a lot of grievances. Is it that relunctant to let Little Mother take a look? If I hadn’t seen it before, that would be one thing, but I’ve already seen it. What’s the difference between looking once or looking twice?"
Damn twisted logic, here it comes again!
Yang Fan tilted his head and decided not to speak anymore.
He had to admit that he really couldn’t outtalk Little Mother with these twisted logics.
"I wonder what on earth you’ve been eating to make this thing look like this?" Zhou Wenhu’s right hand gently fiddled as she examined Yang Fan’s lifeline and said faintly.
"What this thing eats probably doesn’t matter much; it’s completely natural," Yang Fan said.
Zhou Wenhu suddenly snickered, "What it eats doesn’t do much, yet you bought so many tonics? I just looked, oh boy, the stuff you’re dealing with is practically ’tiger and wolf medicine’, the injections are really fierce!"
"You say you’re a young guy who hasn’t even touched a woman, isn’t it a bit early for you to be taking those things?"
Yang Fan almost forgot about this; he muttered, "Those things weren’t bought by me; they were sent by that unscrupulous guy Old Zhou, always up to no good."
It seemed he could only shift the blame to Old Zhou.
Otherwise, just for this little matter, he would have to find excuses for a long time and fabricate a lie.
To throw it all onto Old Zhou was clean and simple.
Zhou Wenhu chuckled lightly, then suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Hey, what are you doing? Don’t start treating me with reverence all of a sudden!"
Yang Fan: ...
"Little Mother, do you want to see what you’re doing? You’re acting like this, how could I not get excited!"
He was really about to lose it.
"I just touched it a little, and you turned out like this? Isn’t that a bit exaggerated?" Zhou Wenhu leaned slightly forward and gently tapped a few times on Yang Fan’s ’thing,’ "Oh my, the veins are bulging, looking fierce."
Yang Fan: ...
"Little Mother, if you keep playing like this, there’s a risk involved, and I won’t be able to restrain myself."
He tried to scare Little Mother off, making her back off knowing the difficulties.
But no sooner had he finished speaking than he was met with a barrage of mockery from Little Mother. She bluntly said, "What? Are you planning to do something to your Little Mother? Just now, who was the one talking about the issue of status?"
Yang Fan stiffened his neck and said, "If you push me too hard, I will indeed take a desperate leap."
Wenhui’s eyes sparkled with a mischievous gleam, and she laughed teasingly, "Oh, so being pushed into a corner, you’ll take a desperate leap, will you? Come, show me one, let’s see how capable you are, since I’m right here, let’s see how bold you can be."
"It’s not time for that yet!" Yang Fan said weakly, "Little Mother, what exactly do you want to do?"
"I’m just curious to take a look!" Zhou Wenhu asserted boldly, "I’ve grown so much and only saw it once last time, can’t you let me be curious for a while?"
"You’re lying to me again!" Yang Fan said speechlessly.
Little Mother’s words about his past experiences were hardly ever serious.
Whenever the topic involved ’that,’ Yang Fan simply didn’t believe a word.
"Why would I lie to you? Otherwise, why would I be doing this?" Zhou Wenhu kicked her temper back so smoothly, it was as natural and effortless as breathing.
Yang Fan had nothing to say.
In the art of twisted logic, there were probably not many who could outdo Little Mother.
Suddenly, Zhou Wenhu squatted down in front of Yang Fan and bit down.
Yang Fan was startled, "Little Mother, what... what are you doing!"
Zhou Wenhu didn’t speak, but kept energetically sucking, making popping sounds.
"Little Mother, don’t!" Yang Fan cried out anxiously.
Little Mother was completely challenging the bottom line of his conscience.
But he could do nothing about it.
To prevent him from breaking free, Little Mother kept a firm hold with her hand while bobbing up and down.
He couldn’t even run away.
Zhou Wenhui used her hands and mouth intermittently for a while, then looked up to swallow her saliva, her eyes misty with a thick, alluring look as she said, "Let Little Mother help you again, why resist so much? If I don’t do this for you, will you know how to handle your sister-in-law later? If you don’t even know where things are, wouldn’t that be a joke?"
"Little Mother, but this has nothing to do with that!" Yang Fan said, "That, you should teach my sister-in-law!"
Zhou Wenhui chuckled, "You little brat, your ambitions aren’t small."
"I can indeed give you a comprehensive lesson, but do you dare come?"
"I don’t dare!" Yang Fan truly didn’t dare.
The psychological pressure was really too great for him.
He had women around him now, and even though Little Mother was elegantly charming, he didn’t want to go any further.
Zhou Wenhui laughed softly and cursed under her breath, "What a coward."
"If I’m a coward, so be it, I accept it," Yang Fan said.
He could be unprincipled with other women, but not with Zhou Wenhui.
Some principles had to be maintained.
Zhou Wenhui glanced at Yang Fan and continued with her motions.
Just as Yang Fan was about to completely enter that state, Zhou Wenhui suddenly let go.
She briskly wiped the corner of her mouth, stood up, and said, "Wait for my message later, I’m leaving now."
Watching Little Mother sway her graceful body out the door, Yang Fan was instantly dumbfounded.
Little Mother’s behavior was completely that of an arsonist.
His killing problem couldn’t be buried.
Helplessly, Yang Fan could only rinse briefly with cold water to cool his heated blood.
After drying off, he returned to his room and collapsed onto the small sofa.
It looked like he was going to be busy tonight.
"Meow..."
Suddenly, a small cat’s meow came from the closet.
Yang Fan sat up confusedly. Where did the small cat in the closet come from?
He walked over and very carefully opened the closet, only to see Yang Yuan’s innocent and cute little face.
"So it’s you, you little cat. What are you doing hiding in my closet?" Yang Fan asked laughingly.
Yang Yuan giggled, "Looking for Brother Fanzi to mess with me."
Yang Fan was stunned, his night’s sleep was doomed.
In just three days he was out, everyone seemed to have made their plans without agreement.
"Feel like getting teased?" Yang Fan asked with a light chuckle.
Yang Yuan shook her little head vigorously, nodding, "Very, very much so, look, I’m not even wearing clothes."
As she spoke, she yanked open her nightgown, revealing her bare self, with two soft, pink little peaches gently swaying.
"You really came fully prepared!" Yang Fan remarked.
His mind was a bit scrambled at the moment, how to schedule with three people tonight, that was a problem.
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