Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 391

Chapter 391: Chapter 391

In one deep thrust after another, Yang Fan gradually lost himself.

The delicate body of Yang Yuan and her exceptionally tight, moist vagina gave him an intense satisfaction.

Each penetration made him immensely obsessed.

As he continued like this, Yang Yuan’s mood also escalated gradually.

It started as a low moaning and soon turned into intense, overlapping cries.

But this time, she covered her mouth tightly.

The intense noise barely made it out.

If someone were standing outside now, they would likely hear nothing.

Still, Yang Fan could see the intense, blood-boiling emotions on her face.

"Ah... Ahhh... Mm... Mmmm..."

After a burst of intense flow, Yang Fan changed positions, lying down on the bed himself, and continued with Yang Yuan’s delicate, supple body in his arms.

Squish, squish...

The sounds at their tightly connected parts were almost louder than Yang Yuan’s muffled moans.

Her petite yet perky buttocks pressed tightly against Yang Fan’s waist made him feel as though he owned the entire world.

This position was quite convenient for Yang Fan.

His hands could touch anywhere on Yang Yuan’s body while not hindering his movements.

After a while, Yang Fan asked Yang Yuan to turn around.

The two intertwined face-to-face.

Yang Yuan’s legs crossed in front of her, and then Yang Fan held her close in his arms again.

This position relatively tested the flexibility of the body.

And this was precisely Yang Yuan’s forte; though she wasn’t capable of doing splits, her petite body could easily master this position without much difficulty.

"Brother Fanzi, you fill me up so completely... it feels tight, so fulfilling," Yang Yuan murmured softly, her head buried in Yang Fan’s chest as if in a dream.

"Do you enjoy me doing this to you?" Yang Fan bit her moist lips.

Yang Yuan nodded repeatedly, "I love it, I really love it. I love being handled by Brother Fanzi, doing my walls."

Yang Fan laughed, finding the naughty words quite direct.

"Only let me do you!" he said.

"Mm!" Yang Yuan nodded emphatically, "I will definitely belong only to Brother Fanzi. My place can only let Brother Fanzi enter."

Yang Fan fervently kissed Yang Yuan’s lips.

The cheeky words ignited him somewhat, instantly exhilarating his emotions.

"I can’t hold on any longer," Yang Fan said in a muffled tone.

"Come inside me, Ahh... Ahh... Brother Fanzi, give it all to me!"

Yang Yuan suppressed her voice, calling out low and excited.

Her soft, delicate voice echoed sweetly in his ear, driving Yang Fan’s emotions even higher.

Already on the verge, he couldn’t hold back any longer, thrusting deeply and forcefully, releasing everything.

"Ah... Ahhh... Brother Fanzi, I feel them coming in, so deep, so hot."

Yang Yuan’s body quivered gently, and her buttocks fluttered as if electrocuted.

Yang Fan stayed in the deepest spot for a while before he finally pulled out.

"Ah..."

With a slight movement, Yang Yuan’s sensitive body trembled again, unable to stop herself from crying out once more.

"Does it feel good?" Yang Fan kissed Yang Yuan and asked softly.

At this moment, this unrelated little cousin’s face was flushed red, her pale cheeks draped with clouds and mingled with fine sweat, looking exceptionally tempting.

Yang Yuan shyly nodded gently, "It feels good, I’m very satisfied, I really like how Brother Fanzi treats me."

Yang Fan was also very satisfied.

Although Yang Yuan was usually offbeat and mischievous, causing endless worries,

she was incredibly considerate in this matter.

Every word she said, every little mood, she completely gripped Yang Fan’s heart tightly.

The two embraced again warmly for a while before Yang Fan finally got up, fetched some tissues, and cleaned up the battlefield for Yang Yuan.

After cleaning themselves up, Yang Yuan put on her pajamas. "Brother Fanzi, I’ll head back first. Didn’t you promise Auntie that you would fix the water heater? You better hurry and check that, otherwise Auntie is going to complain about you again."

"Alright, you wait, I’ll go out and check first," said Yang Fan.

"Okay."

This time, Yang Fan was more careful and didn’t dare let Yang Yuan go out first.

Little Mother was also a source of constant worry.

If she happened to still be outside watching, it would have been very awkward to catch Yang Yuan red-handed.

Yang Fan, pretending to be relaxed, opened the door and walked out.

He circled around the area to make sure everything was clear, then headed back to the room quietly to let Yang Yuan know.

After getting the clear from Yang Fan, Yang Yuan sneaked out like a mouse that had just broken into a granary, tiptoeing upstairs and returning to her room.

Watching Yang Yuan leave, Yang Fan then went into the bathroom to check the water heater.

It was showing an error code.

It seemed like it needed its interior cleaned.

Yang Fan couldn’t fix it in a jiffy; he needed to dismantle the water heater and take it to the town or county for repair.

After getting a rough idea of the problem, Yang Fan casually cleaned up the recently conquered battlefield.

He had a second round ahead with the sister-in-law.

Although with Little Mother around, the sister-in-law might not be willing to help him orally, but who knows?

Not cleaning up properly could leave evidence, and getting caught by the sister-in-law would be problematic.

After thoroughly washing, Yang Fan then returned to his room.

By nine thirty at night, according to the sister-in-law and Little Mother’s usual habits, they should have started by then.

But having been busy earlier, Yang Fan wasn’t in the mood to peep on Little Mother and the sister-in-law playing with each other. He decided to rest a bit first to regain some energy. His schedule tonight was tight and the tasks were demanding.

Even with his strong physique and exceptional physical condition, he could still end up with weak legs.

Lying in bed browsing on his phone for nearly an hour, the message from Little Mother finally came out at ten twenty.

"Go wash up."

Seeing the message, Yang Fan flipped out of bed in one move.

Shirtless, wearing only his boxer shorts, he rushed into the bathroom.

This was his third time taking a bath that night.

He didn’t want to touch the water at all, only turned on the faucet and stood beside it.

Less than ten minutes later, footsteps could be heard from outside.

"Xiao Tong, you go in first; I’m going to grab a change of clothes," Zhou Wenhui’s voice sounded outside.

Ye Tong responded and pushed open the bathroom door.

Before she could see what was inside, Zhou Wenhui suddenly pushed her from behind, shutting the bathroom door from the outside.

Ye Tong stumbled, turned her head, and shouted, "Little Mother, what are you doing, attempting murder?"

There was no response from outside; Zhou Wenhui acted completely silent, not making a sound.

Only then did Ye Tong notice Yang Fan standing next to the shower, shirtless, smiling somewhat foolishly.

Ye Tong paused, somewhat helplessly rolling her eyes.