Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 508

Chapter 508: Chapter 508

Yang Fan reached out and held Xiang Xue Ting, who was trying to run away, "Where are you running to? Come clean!"

"Actually, I could have pretended not to notice just now, but I hesitated, worried that I wouldn’t handle the situation you provided well. So, I thought it was better to wake you up. Since you were prepared to give in, what’s the point of pretending? I would have to wake you up anyway, and that would have been terrible."

Xiang Xue Ting gritted her teeth and said, "Big brother, have you ever heard of ’going with the flow’?"

"I was worried that this ’boat’ would suddenly attack me and even send me to jail for a few days," Yang Fan said.

If it weren’t for the fact that they had just met and he was still figuring out Xiang Xue Ting’s temperament and wary of her status, Yang Fan wouldn’t have had such concerns and would have made his move long ago.

Xiang Xue Ting gave Yang Fan a sidelong glance and suddenly chuckled, "You are quite cautious."

"If you had pretended not to notice just now, perhaps... In any case, you would have managed to gain some advantage, but now you probably can’t do anything. What a pity."

Yang Fan probably caught the hint in Xiang Xue Ting’s tone.

When she was feigning sleep, it seemed that she would have gone with the flow if he had gone ahead.

Yang Fan said he didn’t regret it, but that was absolutely untrue; however, he didn’t dare to gamble.

If he ended up in jail over this incident, the loss would truly outweigh the benefit.

"I’ve got the picture now. How about we drink some more?" Yang Fan suggested.

Xiang Xue Ting snorted softly, "If the opportunity is missed, it is missed. There’s no chance to start over. That said... Didn’t I still owe you something? If you want it now, go ahead and take action, or forget about it if you are going to be prudish."

"With the mood all set up here, why would I hold back? Come on!" Yang Fan decisively said.

If he truly couldn’t have done anything, he would have definitely been instantaneously blue with regret.

"Now you’re being really direct." Xiang Xue Ting turned over and lay on the bed.

Yang Fan stared at her action, stunned.

So this was just... letting him touch her buttocks?

However, Yang Fan thought about it and a hint of joy quietly crossed his brows.

Once he made contact, there would be thousands of possibilities.

"I’m coming now," Yang Fan alerted her.

Xiang Xue Ting didn’t speak, only softly hummed in acknowledgment.

Although she seemed very magnanimous now, acting as if she was giving him a chance and he was useless, her body was obviously very tense, and her tone was full of embarrassment.

Although Yang Fan didn’t know why she had made such a decision,

he could sense the composure and shyness in the woman’s demeanor.

Yang Fan wrapped his arms around Xiang Xue Ting’s slender waist, gently kneading it, and slowly moved to the front, fumbling to undo the button of her trousers, then pulled the zipper down.

Xiang Xue Ting’s body suddenly became even more tense.

She gently lifted her waist and buried her head completely into the gap between the two pillows.

Yang Fan slowly pulled the black suit trousers down from Xiang Xue Ting’s petite yet perky buttocks.

A bit of floral print became visible from inside, exuding a strong youthful aura.

Yang Fan was a bit surprised that such a smart and cool woman still had a pure girl’s heart.

Gradually, her entire buttocks were fully exposed to Yang Fan’s view.

Very exquisite, very cute floral print.

However, the style of the underwear was triangular and not the kind that didn’t look attractive like a box-shaped one.

Yang Fan’s breathing gradually became more rapid, and his throat felt a bit dry.

He was a bit nervous as he waited, then placed his hands on her soft, firm buttocks and began to gently stroke and play with them.

Perhaps because of Xiang Xue Ting’s status, Yang Fan felt especially exhilarated.

Xiang Xue Ting showed no reaction, looking as though she had fallen asleep.

Yang Fan kneaded for a moment, feeling somewhat apprehensive, and deliberately moved his hand to the bulging area below.

Xiang Xue Ting did not stop him.

Yang Fan immediately reckoned that touching and playing were not her limits.

Perhaps Xiang Xue Ting was just talking, if Yang Fan really wanted to go further, she might not stop him either.

"Hmm..."

Xiang Xue Ting softly moaned, her body suddenly tensed, and her buttocks clamped tight.

But this did not prevent Yang Fan from touching that most secretive area, only slightly obstructed.

He pulled down the edges of her underwear.

All at once, her snow-white buttocks were completely exposed, soft and bouncy like two enticing jellies, and that secret place was faintly visible, just that Xiang Xue Ting clamped too tight, making it hard for Yang Fan to see clearly, he could only catch a glimpse.

His breathing suddenly became rapid, his blood instantly ablaze.

"Hmm..."

Xiang Xue Ting’s breathing also became somewhat rapid.

Yang Fan changed his target, slipping his hands into Xiang Xue Ting’s blouse.

"Wait, what are you doing?" just as Yang Fan was about to grab the pair above, Xiang Xue Ting suddenly exclaimed.

"I’m ready to take it too far." Yang Fan didn’t stop his movements, still lifting the cups and diving in.

Xiang Xue Ting squirmed a bit and muttered, "Aren’t you afraid I’ll lock you up for a few days?"

"No worries, I’ve lost my reason by now, even if you were to have me executed, I’d have to get this done first," Yang Fan muttered.

Xiang Xue Ting, suppressing some laughter, asked, "What do you mean ’lost your reason’?"

"Tempted by you, of course, even a saint couldn’t resist upon seeing you like this," Yang Fan joked.

He successfully grasped the two full mounds.

Not quite large but very soft, surprisingly elastic.

"You sure...have a way with words," Xiang Xue Ting murmured softly, and then slowly relaxed her body.

This was the greatest unspoken consent.

Yang Fan then lay down and pressed against Xiang Xue Ting’s enticing figure.

And he intentionally pinned her down there with his rod.

Xiang Xue Ting hummed softly, "If you dare to go in, I’ll really send you to the execution grounds."

"No worries, it would be worth dying," Yang Fan said.

If Yang Fan could not notice Xiang Xue Ting’s obvious hesitation and consent at this point, then he would definitely be a fool forever.

Xiang Xue Ting chuckled softly, "Alright, just remember you said that."

"Yeah, I said it, getting to sleep with a beauty like you, what regrets could I possibly have?" Yang Fan laughed, "Turn around, this position is limiting my performance."

"I won’t, you figure it out," Xiang Xue Ting said.

Yang Fan immediately laughed, "Alright, that’s your call."

Xiang Xue Ting didn’t say a word, but just hummed softly in a very light voice.

Yang Fan let go of those soft, elastic mounds, lifted up Xiang Xue Ting’s blouse, revealing her charming back, then leaned down to kiss, moving downwards, and suddenly kissed that secret place, catching Xiang Xue Ting off guard.

"Ah..."