Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 402

Chapter 402: Chapter 402

"Taking medicine? That’s the worst slander against me!" Yang Fan said, feigning anger.

"Our encounter was so spontaneous, there was no way I could have prepared in advance. Did you see me take any medicine just now?"

The woman weakly shook her head, "It doesn’t seem like it, but if you didn’t take any medicine, then this is just too... terrifying."

"You find one hour terrifying? What kind of life were you living before!" Yang Fan exclaimed in surprise.

The woman suddenly felt a bit embarrassed. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and whispered, "I had only one boyfriend before, and I didn’t know much, neither did he. We would probably meet once every half a month. Then he would insert it and after moving around for a few minutes, he’d be done."

"Being pent up for a while can lead to that, it’s possible," Yang Fan said.

His assessment was accurate; the woman had indeed had experience but was clearly not very seasoned.

"Every time it was like that..." the woman said softly, "He told me it was because I was too tight, it was unbearable for him, and I always thought that was the reason."

"So you think a few minutes is normal, and I’m not normal?" Yang Fan asked, shocked.

The woman nodded shyly.

Yang reached out and grabbed the woman’s plump, soft curves, "You have a nice body, but it’s wasted. Have you really not had any good meat before? With just a few minutes, you must not have felt much, right?"

The woman shyly pursed her lips, "There was a bit of feeling, like being pricked a few times."

"Of course, it couldn’t be like just now when you made me feel like I was dying. If you didn’t let me rest just now, I really felt like I could have died. My ex-boyfriend wasn’t normal, and I don’t think you are either, you’re too strong."

Yang Fan humbly replied for once, "Thanks for the compliment. I’ve never compared myself with anyone else, but hearing you say this, I suddenly feel like I might be quite impressive," "Have you rested enough? Shall we continue?"

"Wait a minute, let me catch my breath," the woman hurriedly grabbed Yang Fan’s arm.

"Just play with it for a while, my head is still spinning, and my body feels like it’s floating and hasn’t settled yet."

Yang Fan nodded, "Seeing that you’ve agreed to my condition, I’ll wait a while longer. This is my first time encountering someone who wants to stop midway for a break, and such a long one at that."

"All the women around you can keep going without stopping?" the woman asked in surprise.

Yang Fan nodded, "You are the weakest woman I’ve ever seen. There’s a saying that only the ox dies of exhaustion, not the field tilled. In your case, the ox is fine but the field gave out first."

The woman smiled awkwardly, "Perhaps it’s because of my physique."

"Let’s just say it’s because of your physique. After all, you wouldn’t admit it’s because you can’t keep up," Yang Fan said laughing while bending down and taking into his mouth the comparatively larger, but pink-edged Little Honey Bean.

"Mmm..." The woman suddenly bent her legs, squeezing them tightly together and letting out a soft moan.

After teasing and nibbling on the Little Honey Beans for a while, Yang Fan finally stopped.

Just such simple teasing caused the woman to blush all over again.

The redness that had just subsided from her face swiftly crept back across her cheeks.

Yang Fan chuckled. Her body was indeed very sensitive.

Although it cost him five thousand yuan, which he found quite painful, having a woman like her was worth it.

Lack of experience, yet still very fresh.

Yang Fan pried apart the woman’s tightly closed legs, revealing the beautiful gateway completely before him. He reached out his finger to part a small slit and leaned down to gaze into the hidden scenery within.

"Your ’thing’ down there is quite beautiful!"

The woman bit her lip shyly and turned her head away.

"Hey, why are you shy at this point? You go out just wearing a tank top, completely bare underneath, and you’re not shy, but now that I’ve been inside you’re getting all shy? What for?" Yang Fan said.

Actually, he really didn’t get it.

There were people coming and going on the streets, and she dared to wear that, but now she was suddenly becoming shy.

"I have a good figure, so I like to wear more revealing clothes. What does that have to do with being shy?" the woman muttered, "Besides, I didn’t expose everything both above and below, you can just see a little bit from the side, which is no different from wearing a bikini, right?"

"Hmm... I guess I don’t need to argue with you about this." Yang Fan shook his head, decisively giving up on continuing the conversation.

Her way of thinking was completely different from his, and there was no need for him to forcefully change her mind.

"It’s your way of thinking that’s too traditional!" the woman said seriously.

Yang Fan nodded, "Yes, you can think my views are quite traditional. That’s not important. Have you rested enough?"

The woman hesitated for a moment, then smiled sheepishly, "Wait a bit longer... my heart is still beating really hard."

Yang Fan curled his lip, "You’re really weak, you know!"

The woman silently nodded, surprisingly submitting to Yang’s description.

Now she wasn’t being stubborn.

"Do you think I’m still tight?" the woman suddenly asked.

Yang Fan was parting the wet folds of the Golden Valley, exploring its inner secrets, and hearing her question, he said, "I think it’s okay, not particularly tight, but not loose either, overall, it’s fairly tight."

"Fairly tight?" the woman asked in surprise, "That shouldn’t be, I only dated my ex-boyfriend for a little over three months, and during that time we met about once every half a month, totaling only about ten to twenty times, he was quick, how could he have made me loose?"

"Maybe you’re just naturally that way, and you don’t know how to squeeze," Yang Fan said.

The woman asked puzzledly, "How do you squeeze?"

"Just squeeze this area here," Yang Fan replied.

Many women can’t even control it deliberately, while some women are naturally turbocharged.

That’s the difference between one woman and another.

The woman arched her slender waist, bending slightly to showcase the Golden Valley to Yang Fan, and asked, "Like this?"

"I can’t tell just by looking at it like this; wait a moment!" Yang Fan inserted his fingers, "Okay, let me check."

"Ah, right, that’s kind of it, that’s about right."

"Does it feel tighter?" the woman asked.

Yang Fan nodded, "Come on, squeeze a bit more... Yeah, that’s pretty good."

The woman smiled a bit embarrassedly, "I really always thought that I was one of those extremely, extremely tight women."

"Well, you certainly can’t be considered that. Have you rested now? I have things to do," Yang Fan said.

The woman weakly nodded, "It’s much better now, come on, come. But, could you be gentle? Considering the fact that you made it inside, I really can’t take it if it’s too fierce."

"Alright, just because you let me inside," Yang Fan said as he grabbed her legs and entered her deeply once more.

"Ah..."