Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 460

Chapter 460: Chapter 460

Wei Juan was stunned.

She looked at Yang Fan with a blank gaze, her cute cheeks turning from a slight red to a deep blush, even the tips of her ears became somewhat transparent, "Am I... am I really like that? That’s way too... too something."

"Although I absolutely detest that ghostly thing," Yang Fan smiled, "to be honest, I actually quite like that side of you. Without wasting words upon meeting, swaying those slender hips, raising your skirt, and then coyly saying, ’Brother, I seem to feel a bit empty here, come and fill it up, tease me,’ that style, it’s really too irresistible!"

Wei Juan suddenly grasped her cheeks with both hands, "Stop talking, that’s not me, that’s absolutely not me."

"Indeed, that’s not you." Yang Fan sighed deeply, "If the real you were like that, I’d definitely die of happiness. Just thinking about those days feels blissfully bubblicious."

Peeking at Yang Fan through her fingers, Wei Juan said with embarrassment, "You... you like that style?"

"It’s not just me, I believe no man could resist that version of you," Yang Fan stated sincerely, "It’s a pity, though, that’s not the real you. Such a regret."

"But... but I really can’t do that, just thinking about it makes my scalp tingle," Wei Juan said awkwardly.

Yang Fan nodded in full agreement, "I know you really can’t do it, I’m just nostalgically lamenting and reminiscing. Although that ghostly thing is utterly loathsome, I still like it very much in this regard."

"It’s truly a pity, I probably won’t see that version of you again in this lifetime."

Her head hung low, Wei Juan spoke in an extremely quiet voice, overcome with shyness, "You, stop talking, I’ll try... but I really can’t guarantee I can do those movements or say those words."

Yang Fan’s eyes lit up, and he felt an immediate surge of secret delight.

He quickly said, "It’s alright, as long as you’re willing to try. How about you show me a tease now?"

"Ah? No... give me a moment to prepare, I just... this..." Wei Juan hurriedly waved her hands.

Seeing her reaction, Yang Fan didn’t press further, "But you have to keep your word, alright? We don’t like being stood up here."

"...Mhm."

With her face burning, Wei Juan barely nodded her head, which was still cast down.

Because of this matter, she didn’t even dare to ask for more details afterward.

Dinner is ready.

Tonight, the family dinner was moved to Wei Juan’s room.

A few delicate cold dishes, complemented by barbeque that was tantalizing just with its aroma.

Everyone sat around the table, sipping drinks and chatting about this and that in a sprawling conversation.

Everyone carefully avoided the topic of the ghostly entity, focusing instead on happier topics of conversation.

As the night grew deeper, the atmosphere also became livelier.

Yang Fan watched the room full of joy and laughter, which reminded him of the time when Yang Yuan celebrated her birthday.

During that occasion, he gained a lot.

Yang Yuan’s willing embrace and the progress with Fourth Aunt were all breakthroughs from that time.

Even though he was still full of anticipation today, hoping something as lovely as last time would happen.

It seemed there was less room for things to unfold.

Little Mother had suggested that everyone sleep over in Wei Juan’s room, which made it difficult for him to get frisky under everyone’s watchful eyes.

Affected by that ghostly thing, they were probably all too scared to turn off the lights tonight.

The dinner lasted until past ten in the evening, finally ending with everyone full and satisfied.

Encouraged by Yang Yuan, the card game was promptly arranged.

Cool mats were laid out on the floor, a small table set atop, and the sister-in-law and Fourth Aunt brought down everyone’s pillows and quilts, planning ahead for where to sleep.

There weren’t enough beds for everyone, so they all decided to forego them and simply spread out sleeping mats on the floor.

After these preparations were completed, they finally started their card game.

Due to the number of people, regardless of the game type, there were always too many players, so they had to take turns participating.

Yang Fan voluntarily gave up his place on the battlefield to let the others play first.

He lit a cigarette, leaned against the wall, and sat down, contemplating how to find an opportunity later to probe into matters of the heart.

Because of today’s special circumstances, he and Little Mother also got involved.

So actually, all the women in the house were now somehow connected to him, but they didn’t know about each other.

The only relationships publicly known at the moment were with Wei Juan and sister-in-law.

Yang Fan thought to himself how nice it would be if everyone’s relationship was out in the open.

Just the thought of that scenario was enough to elate him to death.

Unfortunately...

It was just a thought.

Making everyone’s relationships public was clearly a bit unrealistic.

In the midst of this scorching summer, even at night, the heat was unbearable.

Especially after cramming so many people into one room, the temperature seemed to rise even more.

Outside the window, cicadas were competing with the frogs in a chorus of calls.

The cicadas would chirp for a while, and then the frogs followed, croaking vigorously.

Then, stubbornly, the cicadas would start up again.

They kept their contests orderly, rarely descending into chaotic noise.

In the room, Yang Yuan suddenly made a daring move—she took off her clothes.

She dressed like a student today; she wore a white shirt with a white pleated skirt, radiating a strong sense of youthful brightness. Coupled with her innocent and cute face, she looked like a sprite dwelling in the clouds.

After removing her shirt, she was left wearing a plain white, undecorated camisole underneath.

"You little brat, are you out of your mind? What are you doing?" Fourth Aunt poked Yang Yuan, scolding her with a stern face.

Yang Yuan pouted and muttered, "But it’s so hot! If I weren’t afraid of you hitting me, I’d even consider not wearing this at all, Mom, look at my sweat, it’s practically pouring."

"None of us feel it’s too hot, only you keep scratching and saying it’s unbearable, right? Hurry up and get dressed properly, it’s indecent," Fourth Aunt scolded sternly.

"Auntie, to be honest, it is quite hot. I just had some wine, and it really feels unbearable," Ye Tong said with a light laugh, "It’s just us family here, it doesn’t matter if Xiao Yuan dresses like this."

"But this... looks too indecent," Fourth Aunt glared at Yang Yuan discontentedly, "Besides..."

She glanced over at Yang Fan, who was leaning against the wall, watching the game.

The implication was clear.

It might not matter to them, but Yang Fan was still here.

"Umm... maybe I should go to sleep, and you guys can continue playing," said Yang Fan, smiling as he grasped Fourth Aunt’s implication.

"Don’t, we’re counting on you to bolster our courage. What’s the point if you go back to sleep?" Fourth Aunt waved her hand and said, "Forget it, let it be. If this damn girl isn’t embarrassed, why should we care so much about her!"

Yang Fan couldn’t help but laugh; he now actually hoped everyone would take a leaf out of Yang Yuan’s book.

"Actually, I’d like to take something off too, it’s too stuffy," Little Mother suddenly said, "Don’t mind me, and please don’t stare."