Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 441

Chapter 441: Chapter 441

Wei Juan indeed had some obscure knowledge under her belt.

It seemed that she, just like Yang Fan, had fallen into a trap after seeing those things and had explored them thoroughly.

However, even though Wei Juan’s explanation was clear, Ye Tong still hesitated after hearing the specific methods.

The prospect appeared to be somewhat challenging for her.

Using water to flush it directly inside, she felt uncomfortable just thinking about it.

The pain was secondary, her greater concern was that she might end up causing some trouble by inflating like a balloon.

"Fanzi, I think, why don’t you just bear with it a little longer..." Ye Tong said bashfully.

Yang Fan felt a bit disappointed, "How about we try it just a little?"

"Can you really try ’just a little’ with that thing?" Ye Tong said with a light smile, "I’m not worried about anything else, I’m just afraid it might cause some problems. Having complications in this area would be so embarrassing to explain to a doctor."

"How about this, I’ll get a better understanding with Xiao Juan to see if there are any harmful side effects to this thing, and then, another day when we are ready, we can try it with you."

Since his sister-in-law had said so, Yang Fan couldn’t insist on pursuing it further.

He nodded somewhat regretfully, the strong hope that had just risen in his heart vanished in an instant.

Ye Tong noticed Yang Fan’s disappointment, her rosy lips gently moving as she spoke softly: "Once sister-in-law and Xiao Juan have figured it out, I’ll definitely give it to you. If it has significant side effects, then I’ll... I’ll do it for you, since the day isn’t far off anyway."

At these words, Yang’s eyes brightened up immediately.

This exchange seemed very worthwhile.

"Sister-in-law, you said it yourself, you can’t go back on your word now," Yang Fan stated earnestly.

Ye Tong let out an exasperated little laugh, "Is sister-in-law really that unreliable? This time, for sure!"

Yang Fan nodded assertively.

His hope surged exponentially in a flash.

Although Yang Fan couldn’t make heads or tails of using backdoors, he indulged comfortably in the embrace of two women and even received such a promise from his sister-in-law, making the gain not insignificant.

That night, at Yang Fan’s request, they did not return home but stayed over at Wei Juan’s place instead.

Having a chance to enjoy and integrate both, he naturally wouldn’t waste the opportunity. He planned to take full advantage, to explore further and enhance their relationships.

The three of them played until one o’clock in the morning, and after Yang Fan went at it once more, they finally squeezed onto the same bed to rest.

Yang Fan finally achieved the true left and right embrace.

On the left, the naked sister-in-law; on the right, the nude Wei Juan—with his hands free to roam wherever he wished.

Although it wasn’t the first time Yang had slept in an embrace on both sides, the experience this time was different from that in the Han Palace. In Yang’s opinion, this was his true left and right embrace, while the ones in Han Palace were nothing but acting on occasion.

In the middle of the night.

Yang Fan felt someone touching his right cheek in a daze.

Thinking it was Ye Tong or Wei Juan being restless in their sleep, he brushed the hand away and turned over to continue sleeping,

But in no time at all, that hand reappeared.

It was sticky and carried a strange odor; it pinched his nose and rubbed his forehead.

"What are you doing? Hurry... "

Yang Fan mumbled subconsciously and then felt something wasn’t quite right.

He suddenly opened his eyes.

And found himself face to face with a ghastly pale visage.

It was a woman’s face, her long hair knotted like rotten rope hanging down on either side, her entire face swollen as if soaked in water, creating a chillingly pale horror.

Yang Fan’s heart stopped beating in an instant.

"Ah... holy shit!"

Yang Fan, who had received a severe fright, suddenly leaped up with a jolt and threw a punch before quickly retreating to the foot of the bed.

It felt like he hit something, but then it felt like he hadn’t.

That ghostly presence had vanished!

The room, lit only by a nightlight, was dim and gloomy, as if a cold, chilling breath was seeping out from a corner.

Yang Fan huddled at the foot of the bed, his gaze nervously fixed on every corner of the room.

His heart thumped as if it were a drum, feeling as though it would leap out of his throat any moment, causing his entire body to shiver uncontrollably.

Although he was quite brave, who wouldn’t be horrified by such a face-to-face encounter with that kind of thing?

In just a moment, his body was already drenched in cold sweat.

What the hell was that thing?

A ghost?!

At that moment, Ye Tong turned over and sat up, rubbing her eyes.

Because of Yang Fan’s request, she still hadn’t put on any clothes; her sleek, glistening skin reflected light in the dimness of the night.

"Fanzi, what’s wrong?" she asked groggily.

She had been woken up by Yang Fan’s noise.

Yang Fan breathed rapidly, still intently scanning the surroundings, and kicked Ye Tong with his foot, saying, "Sister-in-law, wake up, don’t sleep now, wake Xiao Juan too."

"Ah? Not again... I’m really tired," Ye Tong said, her eyes half-open.

Although she was startled awake by Yang’s shouting, she was still not fully alert.

"Sister-in-law, something’s wrong!" Yang Fan shouted with more force on his foot.

"Ah?" Ye Tong’s eyes finally opened wide.

At this point, Wei Juan, who had been sleeping deeply, was finally startled awake too.

She sat up, turned on the light, and asked while rubbing her messy hair, "What are you two doing, not sleeping in the middle of the night?"

"Fanzi says something happened, I don’t know," said Ye Tong.

When the light came on, the room was completely filled with brightness, leaving no dark corners anywhere.

But Yang Fan was still anxiously scanning the room; that thing from just now had nearly scared his soul away.

No, he might have already lost a few souls.

Just a moment ago, Yang Fan truly almost died of fright.

"Fanzi, what’s wrong?" Ye Tong asked.

Yang Fan stared and turned to Wei Juan, "Xiao Juan, you’ve been living here for many days, haven’t you noticed anything unusual about this place?"

"Unusual? I haven’t noticed anything!" Wei Juan shook her head.

Yang Fan, recalling the icy cold feeling he had felt as if someone was breathing by his ear, asked, "Have you ever felt like someone was blowing air into your ear?"

"I keep the window open at night, there’s always some breeze... what’s going on with you?" Wei Juan asked, puzzled.

Yang Fan glanced at the window and then at the bed, "The window is over there, it seems unlikely that the wind could blow directly to this spot, right?"

Let’s not even mention the opposite direction; there was a distance of nearly eight meters.

Wei Juan scratched her neck, "Seems... yes, but what does that prove? Fanzi, what are you getting at?"

Yang Fan took a couple of deep breaths, lowered his voice, and said, "I just felt like someone was breathing into my ear, it was a bit cold, and someone was touching my face. At first, I thought it was one of you two being restless in your sleep, but when I opened my eyes..."

"I saw a woman’s face!"