Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 394

Chapter 394: Chapter 394

"My sister-in-law just refuses to agree, and there’s nothing I can do!"

Yang Fan sent this message to Zhou Wenhui.

Zhou Wenhui replied quickly with a long tirade, "If she doesn’t agree, why don’t you just force yourself on her? For this matter, I even stripped all the clothes off your sister-in-law. She had just gone down wearing only a towel, which would have made it easy for you to push her down and just go for it!"

"Ah, what am I supposed to say about you? As long as it’s a done deal, given your sister-in-law’s nature, she’ll definitely comply. She actually likes you; it’s just the engagement issue that’s been holding her back!"

"Once you did it, it would have been done, what reservations then? Now look, you didn’t succeed, and your sister-in-law even resents me. From now on, helping you won’t be so easy, you’re seriously a coward!"

Yang Fan grimaced slightly. He understood all these points.

But he had already tried, and his sister-in-law’s attitude was very firm.

If he really forced himself on her, who knows what could happen.

Yang Fan didn’t dare take such a gamble!

Since the time agreed upon wasn’t far away, it seemed safer to just wait.

"Let’s think of another way," Yang Fan hesitated for a moment with his phone, then sent a message back to Zhou Wenhui.

"What other way can you think of? I’ve done so much for you already, and you haven’t made any real progress. All that’s left...seems like you just have to slowly persuade her, soften her heart, and see if there’s a chance. Anyways, I’ve really done my best. Some men are not fit for big plans." Zhou Wenhui’s tone was full of speechlessness, vexed to the extent that she even burst into Classical Chinese.

Yang Fan chuckled helplessly.

To others, he could just try out things; losing them didn’t matter.

But with his sister-in-law, he dared not do so now!

Often, people are like this; things they don’t care about, they could mess around as much as they want.

But the more they care, the more cautious they are.

"Let it be, just go sleep early. I still need to find a way to avoid your sister-in-law tomorrow, wait for her to cool down. Otherwise, I’m really worried she might kill me," Zhou Wenhui replied.

"Hmm, it’s fine, my sister-in-law probably won’t hold a grudge against you," Yang Fan said.

"You say that so lightly. Didn’t you hear how she spoke just now? That was a tone wishing I were dead, just like that."

"It’s not that exaggerated."

Zhou Wenhui didn’t send any more messages, and Yang Fan also put down his phone.

This episode was really just an episode.

Essentially, apart from handling Zhou Wenhui, nothing really happened.

Yang Fan lay in bed, and after slightly squinting for a while, guessed that his sister-in-law and Little Mother had fallen asleep. Then, he secretly got out of bed.

As the undeniable master of time management tonight, he was going to meet Fourth Aunt.

This familiar, plump woman made him feel like there was a fire burning in his abdomen just by thinking of her.

Especially having just dealt with Yang Yuan, and now going to deal with Fourth Aunt.

This made Yang Fan feel even more thrilled.

The mother-daughter pair, not related by blood, was an exciting thought on its own.

Too bad he had just cleaned himself up explicitly for handling his sister-in-law.

If he hadn’t washed after dealing with Yang Yuan and then went to see Fourth Aunt with their mixed scents, the experience would have been even more thrilling.

To avoid making noise, Yang Fan, bare-chested and barefoot, wearing only large shorts, went upstairs.

Fourth Aunt’s room was right next to Little Mother’s, and Yang Fan had to be cautious.

He tiptoed to Fourth Aunt’s room and gently pushed the door.

Squeak!

The door opened.

Fourth Aunt had already left the door unlocked.

The room was very dark, and tonight’s moonlight was not helpful; Yang Fan could not even make out where the bed was.

He moved forward like a blind man, stretching his hands out in front and groping his way.

He hadn’t brought his phone with him, so he didn’t have anything to borrow light from.

Click!

Suddenly, the room lit up with a crisp sound.

Fourth Aunt, who was reclining on the bed, had turned on the dim bedside lamp.

She looked at him with sleepy eyes and suddenly chuckled lightly, "I thought you naughty boy wouldn’t come."

"How could I not come back? I just didn’t dare to come too early," Yang Fan said softly. "I was in such agony that I could barely wait for this moment. Today I truly experienced what it’s like when days feel like years."

During the conversation, he quickly climbed onto the bed and snuggled into Fourth Aunt’s arms.

She was dressed simply, in a silk nightgown and a pair of panties, her legs bare.

Yang Fan’s hand immediately found a pair of soft, full bosoms, "Auntie, these are... so big."

"Do you like your auntie’s breasts?" Fourth Aunt asked softly, her eyes misty with tender feelings.

"I like them, I like them a lot," Yang Fan repeatedly said.

Until now, there wasn’t a place on her he didn’t like.

Fourth Aunt lay back, chuckling gently. "You really are bold, daring to mess with your aunt. Thinking back to that night, it all seems like a dream, so unreal."

"A desperate dog jumps over the wall, a cornered rabbit bites," Yang Fan said with an embarrassed laugh. In fact, he too found the memories of that night somewhat surreal.

Alcohol indeed emboldens the coward. Under the influence that night, his head heated up and he just went for it.

But if it had been a normal situation, he probably wouldn’t have had the guts to do it.

Fourth Aunt chuckled, "You sure have a way with words. Do you think I’m... too forward? It’s bad enough that my nephew got his way with me after some resistance, and now I’m actually initiating things."

"Auntie, I think you’re being too conservative," Yang Fan said, not knowing how else to respond.

"Me, conservative? Look!" Fourth Aunt undid her nightgown. "Do I look conservative to you?"

"Auntie, seize the day and enjoy life while you’re young," Yang Fan said with a laugh.

Fourth Aunt, her eyes dancing with allurement, rolled her eyes and said, "If it weren’t for such thoughts haunting me, do you think I would make the first move? It’s all because of you... you made it feel too good, and I can’t stop thinking about it."

"Auntie, is this what they call a perfect match?" Yang Fan played with the soft fullness in his hands, molding them into various shapes. "I’ve also been unable to forget how good it feels with you; I’m almost going crazy."

"Does it really feel that good to be with me?" Fourth Aunt asked, somewhat doubtful.

"It feels amazing," Yang Fan said very affirmatively. "These past few days, whenever I’m free, I replay that night in my mind, savoring it and then the more I think about it, the more I feel the urge."

"Enough talk, come on, do it," Fourth Aunt wrapped her arms around Yang Fan’s neck.