Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 502

Chapter 502: Chapter 502

Humiliated to the extreme, Xiang Xue Ting bit into Yang Fan’s shoulder and mumbled a threat, "Don’t touch there again."

Compared to the damage caused by those mysterious talon-like fingers before, Xue Ting’s bite was no different from tickling, and Yang Fan really didn’t feel much pain.

"Let go, if you keep this up, my fingers might slip in from excitement, and I won’t be responsible," Yang Fan said, while secretly sliding his finger along the edge again, which was truly smooth and sensitive.

With just that slight movement, she already seemed to be flowing like a babbling brook.

It seemed she hadn’t experienced much in the way of men and women’s affairs.

Usually, only a young girl’s body would react so quickly to such teasing, it’s hard for a married woman.

They need much stronger stimulation.

"Stop... stop moving," Xue Ting grew nervous, her tone suddenly dropping.

She really was worried Yang Fan would get carried away and slip his fingers inside.

Being embarrassed was the least of it, she was still a virgin.

She didn’t want to lose her body over nothing.

"Let’s negotiate again, what if I take off your pants and touch you afterward?" Yang Fan asked unabashedly, seizing the chance to push further.

Xue Ting’s teeth clattered with anger, "Yang Fan, have you forgotten my job? Do you realize the crime you’re committing? I have every reason to send you away for ten days or half a month."

"Wasn’t this what you agreed to?" Yang Fan purposely asked with feigned surprise.

Xue Ting said fiercely, "But I didn’t say you could touch there, get your boundaries straight."

"My bad, indeed it’s your little butt that’s too slippery, I’ll pay attention, attention," Yang Fan said immediately.

To know one’s mistake and change is indeed great.

Xue Ting took a deep breath and asked, "So, have you had enough touching now?"

"Does this kind of thing ever truly end? Of course, I want to touch for as long as possible," Yang Fan stated with righteous indignation.

This brazen statement nearly made Xue Ting’s nose twist with anger, "If it wasn’t for you saving my life just now, I would seriously consider sending you in to serve some time, you despicable rogue. My pure body has been tainted by your touch."

"I think I need to tell you a harsh reality. We really nearly died just now, and I was practically ripped open," Yang Fan suddenly spoke gravely, "And you were sound asleep by the side. Although I can’t blame you, you should really show some gratitude, don’t you think so?"

Xue Ting was stunned, "Ripped open? You’re messing with me, aren’t you?"

"I made a deal with a vendor at great cost to heal my wound," Yang Fan said somberly, "A cost so great I hadn’t imagined before he named his price, that such a thing could even be used as currency in trade. Where else do you think this rope and way out came from?"

"This... Can I ask what the cost was?" Xue Ting paused, a complex expression on her face.

"Life Span!" Yang Fan said gravely, "Never mind, I’m not joking anymore, it puts people in a bad mood talking about this."

Yang Fan withdrew his hand from Xue Ting’s pants.

He had originally just wanted to confidently take a bit more advantage, but as he spoke, he suddenly felt that it was inappropriate to use such a heavy topic as a conversation starter.

Xue Ting tilted her head and stared blankly at Yang Fan for a while before asking, "The life span you mentioned... does it mean someone took your life span to heal your wound and show you the way?"

Yang Fan nodded and cursed under his breath, "That damned place!"

"Is it serious?" Xue Ting asked softly.

Yang Fan waved his hand dismissively, "It’s nothing, it’s nothing, don’t overthink it, it actually has nothing to do with you, I was just being talkative."

He hadn’t actually planned on telling Xiang Xue Ting about it; it had just slipped out without thinking.

"How could it not have anything to do with me? If I can help you out even a little, it won’t be so bad..." Xiang Xue Ting’s mood suddenly dropped, "Let me down."

Yang Fan said with a smile, "You really shouldn’t overthink it. I was just joking, and things aren’t that bad."

"If I were to blame this kind of thing on you, would I even be considered human? It has nothing to do with you at all. Speaking of which, it’s a good thing those eerie things didn’t do anything to you, otherwise, our price to pay might have been really high."

It seemed like he really had said too much.

Xiang Xue Ting stood by the stair railing, lost in thought as she stared at Yang Fan. She suddenly reached out and lifted up Yang Fan’s tattered shirt. The recent battle had left Yang Fan’s shirt in shreds, even worse than a beggar’s clothes.

Xiang Xue Ting’s slender fingers gently touched the fresh, tender skin on Yang Fan’s stomach, "These are healed wounds, right?"

Yang Fan nodded, "Although the price was high, I must say the effect is really good. It’s almost like the legendary ’flesh regrowing and white bones coming to life.’

Suddenly, Xiang Xue Ting pressed herself into Yang Fan’s embrace, her rosy lips locking onto his mouth, gently sucking and kissing.

Yang Fan’s mind went blank all at once.

The whole world seemed to vanish in an instant, leaving only the soft lips and agile tongue by his mouth.

After a moment, Xiang Xue Ting let go of Yang Fan and gently whispered in his ear, "If this can make you feel a little better, touch wherever you want... it’s all fine."

A shiver ran quietly through Yang Fan’s body.

It was somewhat tempting.

"No, no, no, let’s not. You’re making me feel like a bit of a scoundrel," Yang Fan restrained his emotions, "Joking around with a bit of push and shove, I felt I could rightfully take advantage. But like this, forget it. It’s not about you, you don’t have to overthink it. Let’s go, let’s hurry back."

Xiang Xue Ting was somewhat surprised.

She hadn’t expected that when she decided to let go, Yang Fan would actually refuse.

This damn rogue was actually a principled damn rogue.

Well, alright... He had been somewhat considerate.

In such terrible circumstances, he had never abandoned her. She couldn’t call him a damn rogue.

"If you pass up this chance, there won’t be another one," Xiang Xue Ting said with a radiant smile.

Her eyes were bright, captivating with a sparkling luster.

Yang Fan waved his hand, "I believe that if you’re willing, there will definitely be plenty of opportunities in the future."

"You’re that confident?" Xiang Xue Ting giggled softly, "I don’t have any other intentions. If taking advantage of me can cheer you up, I’m still very willing. But next time, I will definitely regret it and won’t be so understanding—miss it, and there might really not be another chance."

Yang Fan waved his hand again, "Let’s leave it for now."

"I was only teasing you, but now you’ve made me feel completely like a scoundrel."

"But that’s just the way it is, I didn’t really help you, so at least let you feel better," Xiang Xue Ting said.

Although she wore a sympathetic smile, inside she was grinding her teeth.

I’ve gone this far, and you’re still being reserved? Don’t I have any dignity?

Show your true colors as a damn rogue!