Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 451

Chapter 451: Chapter 451

Fan Sisi was about to use threats to bind Zhu Shanshan and herself onto the same chariot of war, but before she could even start threatening, her comrade had already taken the plunge.

Fan Sisi, puffing with anger, looked at Zhu Shanshan, who was speaking in a straightforward manner without any beating around the bush, seemingly eager to push Yang Fan against the wall the next second, and gritting her teeth asked, "Don’t you even wonder what they’re actually talking about?"

"Curious," said Zhu Shanshan.

"Curious, yet you betray me?" Fan Sisi roared.

Zhu Shanshan gave a mysterious smile, "But I have a better way, you said to let Fanzi only play, but he can’t release inside, won’t he be anxious?"

Fan Sisi’s eyes suddenly lit up, "Okay, you’re the tough one. You want to enjoy yourself but not let Fanzi be happy, right? I think it’s a great idea, a nice choice indeed."

"Hey, Fanzi, did you hear that? You can play, but you can’t go inside."

Yang Fan looked helplessly at the two seductive women, whose aggressively suggestive words were spilling out of their mouths crazily, "You really don’t need to be curious about this matter."

"But we just happen to be that curious. What do you say we do?" Fan Sisi said, raising an eyebrow.

"Actually, I think Fanzi might not be into threats, he might prefer rewards," Zhu Shanshan said with a playful smile, "Fanzi, let’s go. We’ll talk in the car. If you’re willing to satisfy our curiosity, we’ll satisfy your ambition to hit two birds with one stone."

Yang Fan: ...

That was something he seemed to be genuinely unable to refuse.

"It’s a good idea indeed. As expected, big sis understands Fanzi better. Let’s go, let’s go, get in the car!" Fan Sisi grabbed Yang Fan’s arm almost dragging and pulling him into the car.

Zhu Shanshan’s bright red BMW was parked right by the roadside.

Hauling Yang Fan into the car, Fan Sisi and Zhu Shanshan sandwiched him between them, one on each side.

The two women who once blushed at just a touch had suddenly turned into floodlike beasts ready to forcefully assault Yang Fan, and any semblance of modesty had apparently completely vanished from them.

Fan Sisi was somewhat reserved at first, but probably because her best friend was there, she ended up even more unrestrained and direct than Zhu Shanshan.

Yang Fan glanced out the car window at the bustling traffic. "On this main road, if we get down to it, we might end up with an audience. Plus, Sisi, your grandpa is right there in the park. If he sees this, wouldn’t he break your legs?"

Zhu Shanshan said with a faint smile, "Of course, you satisfy our curiosity first, and then we’ll satisfy you!"

"You tell us, finish speaking, and we’ll take you to a nice place."

Yang Fan looked helplessly at the two women whose curiosity was through the roof, stretched out his hand and placed it on their smooth, fair thighs, and said, "A friend of mine was possessed by a ghost, no, according to what your grandpa would say, it seems to be called ’mysterious.’ A mysterious thing, which is what we usually call a ghost, an ’a piao.’"

Fan Sisi and Zhu Shanshan’s expressions froze instantly.

Both pairs of animated eyes stared straight at Yang Fan, full of disbelief.

"Fanzi, what you just said... is it true?" Zhu Shanshan asked in shock.

Yang Fan nodded, "Before last night, I too always thought those things were just horror characters in stories. But after last night, I couldn’t help but believe."

"So it’s your friend who’s been possessed by an a piao, and that’s why his life is in danger, but my grandpa doesn’t understand these things either!" Fan Sisi asked in disbelief.

"No, your grandpa not only understands, he understands profoundly," Yang Fan said. "You should go ask your grandpa yourself about this. I’m not clear on the specifics."

"My grandpa..." Fan Sisi blinked her eyes, her features scrunching together like she had eaten a sour apricot, and she exhaled softly, "Could my grandpa be some kind of hermit expert?"

"I think so too," Yang Fan nodded.

"But he usually just deals with a bunch of wood, and I’ve never seen him do anything secretive," Fan Sisi said in disbelief, "So can he help your friend?"

"He said he could!" Yang Fan replied. "Otherwise, do you think I’d be here chatting calmly with you guys? If it weren’t for that ’reassurance’ pill your grandpa gave me, I would definitely be frantically looking for other solutions by now."

No matter what kind of person my grandpa is, as long as he has a way, that’s fine. Matters of life and death are definitely no joking matter," Fan Sisi said, pressing her right hand against her ample, towering pectoral muscles.

"Fanzi, what does that ’mysterious’ thing... really look like?" Zhu Shanshan asked.

Yang Fan pinched her smooth thigh and said warmly, "Take my advice, you really shouldn’t be curious about that. Otherwise, you definitely won’t dare to sleep alone at night. That spook nearly scared me to death last night, and I still get shivers just thinking about it."

"Shanshan, I really think we don’t need to be curious about it. I still want to live a simple life," Fan Sisi also stopped Zhu Shanshan, "I’m even thinking of asking you to move in with me tonight."

"But I am still a bit curious!" Zhu Shanshan said.

"No, no, please don’t, be good. Let Fanzi touch you and don’t be curious about it," Fan Sisi quickly said.

"Alright, let’s just drop it," Zhu Shanshan snuggled up to Yang Fan, "But are you really in the mood to do that with us right now? Otherwise, let’s just help you relax; you seem to be really tense."

Yang Fan actually didn’t really feel like it.

He found it hard not to think about Wei Juan’s current situation.

"A little relaxation might be good, but as for that, let’s leave it for another day," Yang Fan sighed, "Right now, my mind is full of those issues and I just can’t settle down."

"We understand," Zhu Shanshan said softly, "Anyone facing this kind of situation would probably have a breakdown."

"Whatever you think will help you relax, just do it. Whether you want us to use our mouths or you want to play rough with both of us, anything is fine."

In fact, Yang Fan didn’t want to do anything right now.

He wanted to be alone in silence.

In this short day and night, his mind was crammed with too many things.

These things kept him from focusing on that sort of activity.

"Let’s go for a walk by the river," Yang Fan suggested after some thought.

"Okay, I’ll drive," Zhu Shanshan said with a gentle smile, getting into the driver’s seat.

The car started.

Fan Sisi unbuttoned the collar of her cheongsam, revealing the snow-white mounds to Yang Fan, "Come play, Fanzi; release yourself in your own way. We’ll go as far as you say. Today, for you, Shanshan and I will be your tender playthings."

Yang Fan had just been thinking about going for a walk by the river to clear his mind, but Fan Sisi had already laid bare her chest.

Not to extend a hand would be too much of a snub.