Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 558

Chapter 558: Chapter 558

Yang Fan laughed like a fool.

It wasn’t that he didn’t recognize Xiang Xue Ting after pulling up her trousers; she had almost directly said, "Just enjoy the favor this once, and don’t think about anything else."

Yang Fan did have some other ideas, but he hadn’t had the chance to carry them out yet.

He embraced Xiang Xue Ting’s burning hot body tightly and whispered in her ear, "I take care of the killing and the burying, including all the paperwork afterwards. Eating you just once isn’t enough; I need to get you tired of me before we can talk."

Xiang Xue Ting huffed with disbelief, "You talk a good talk, yet you haven’t asked me out these past few days. Even if you just asked me to casually stroll down the street, I’d have a reason to follow you to a hotel and roll in the sheets, darn it. It has to be me taking the initiative, right?"

Yang Fan was startled; he really had nothing to say to that.

"That, that’s indeed my fault, I admit the penalty!" Yang Fan said honestly.

When wrong, just take it; there’s no good defense.

If you wanted to count the ways, he could only say he had too many women and couldn’t manage them all.

But saying this wouldn’t bring them closer or heat things up; instead, it might just make Xiang Xue Ting angrier and maybe she would just slam the door and leave. So why bother?

Xiang Xue Ting snorted softly, lifted her chin, and said fiercely, "Undress yourself!"

"Okay, my little ancestor," Yang Fan immediately reached to unfasten Xiang Xue Ting’s buttons.

Xiang Xue Ting slapped away Yang Fan’s hand, "Yours, not mine!"

"Oh... mine, haha." Yang Fan laughed and quickly stripped himself clean.

Xiang Xue Ting’s lips curled into a sly smile as she gently circled her slender finger on Yang Fan’s chest, "Do you want me?"

"Yes!" Yang Fan said decisively.

The sly smile on Xiang Xue Ting’s lips grew more flamboyant, "How badly do you want me?"

"So badly that I’ve already thought through all the next steps, my desire burning me up, unable to extricate myself!" Yang Fan declared loudly.

Xiang Xue Ting giggled, "What if I say I won’t give in to you now?"

"Then you can’t escape," Yang Fan said with a mischievous smile. "You’ve already fallen into my palm, do you still think you can run? Just open up and embrace me deeply."

"I won’t!" Xiang Xue Ting’s bright eyes playfully twinkled, "Unless... you... um..."

She wanted to set a condition, but it seemed she couldn’t remember what to ask for at that moment.

Yang Fan silently watched her, "Any condition, just name it."

"Unless you lick my feet," Xiang Xue Ting retorted with a raised eyebrow.

Yang Fan didn’t have that particular fetish and said half amused, half exasperated, "How about another condition, like licking any other place? Anywhere but the feet."

"You despise my feet?" Xiang Xue Ting glared as she asked.

Yang Fan quickly denied, "Not at all, I just prefer the taste of other places."

"You think it’s not nice, right? Then it’s the feet. If you hesitate, you can forget about having this meat today." Xiang Xue Ting smiled like a vixen, her bright eyes twinkling with mischief.

"Fine, what’s the harm, let me give you a good show!" Yang Fan said spiritedly, "But I propose, while doing it, let’s do that too; it’ll enhance our pleasure even more."

Xue Ting decisively said, "No way, right now."

"Fine, then let’s do this, let me see what your little jade feet really taste like," Yang Fan actually felt a bit conflicted inside. He really didn’t have this particular fetish and was slightly resistant to doing this sort of thing.

Xue Ting’s smile was radiant, just like a true little vixen.

She took two steps back, threw her body backward, landed on the bed, then lifted her right leg, lightly flicked her toes twice, and kicked off the black low-heeled shoes hanging on her feet, revealing her delicate feet wrapped in black stockings underneath.

Yang Fan’s eyes suddenly lit up, "This outfit is interesting."

Casual pants paired with black stockings, quite the flavor.

"This couldn’t be your elaborate get-up, could it?" Yang Fan grabbed Xue Ting’s little foot and asked with a smile.

Xue Ting lifted her eyebrows proudly, "Don’t flatter yourself. I didn’t dress up specially. You think I wore black stockings to please you? You’re thinking too much. I just like to wear them."

Yang Fan remained skeptical.

Previously, he hadn’t paid attention to Xue Ting’s feet and hadn’t noticed whether she was wearing those stockings then.

"Come on, please start your show," Xue Ting lifted her little foot wrapped in black stockings and said with a giggly smile.

Yang Fan chuckled mischievously, "Alright, I’ll give you a proper show."

...

The conditions were set by Xue Ting, but she was the first to give in.

Yang Fan merely touched her slightly, and Xue Ting yelled out that it was too ticklish and unbearable.

But getting on board is easy; was it that easy to get off?

Yang Fan ignored her reaction, grabbed her and went to town, tickling Xue Ting into hysterics, rolling back and forth at the edge of the bed, coquettishly begging for mercy.

"Brother, stop, stop, I was wrong. How about I let you eat somewhere else?"

Yang Fan didn’t stop immediately but continued to hold Xue Ting’s little foot and asked, "Eat where?"

Xue Ting, almost crying with laughter, replied, "Anywhere, brother, you decide, okay? You choose where you want to eat."

"This performance seems acceptable, so take it off!" Yang Fan said with a wicked grin.

Finally gaining liberation, Xue Ting pouted her lips and muttered softly, "Jerk!"

...

In the gradually brightening dawn, the large bed in Yang Fan and Xue Ting’s room shook violently, creaking continuously with sounds of splashing waves accompanying it.

The sun at seven or eight in the morning was especially charming, and the buttocks at seven or eight in the morning were particularly enticing.

After battling for over an hour, the two finally ended their vigorous encounter and lay embracing each other on the bed bathed in morning light, recovering from the exhaustion of their recent exertions.

"Where have you moved to now?" Yang Fan, still unwilling to let go, kneaded those extremely relieving toys with his right hand while he asked.

At this, Xue Ting immediately looked upset, her lips tightening as she said, "I found a temporary little house near my workplace. Speaking of which, it really makes my breath catch in my chest. All my savings, just vanished, it’s infuriating."

"Don’t know if it’s my bad luck or my poor judgment back then, how did I end up picking that place. Now, look, a bunch of bitter fruit just got forcefully stuffed into my mouth, a thousand times more rude than what you were just doing."