Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 710

Chapter 710: Chapter 710

Fan Sisi glanced at Yun Miaoyi’s rounded, white buttocks and muttered through her teeth, "You better not mess around, is Boss Yun still like this? How could she handle it with you behaving like this? Oh my, I really am!"

Fan Sisi stomped her foot, directly grabbing Yang Fan’s hand and placing it on Yun Miaoyi’s soft buttocks.

"Touch! Do what you need to do, the rest, I’ll explain to you later, just give me a bit of face, how about it?" Fan Sisi shouted, "Go on, move."

Fan Sisi had already spoken to this extent, so Yang Fan certainly had no reason to hesitate.

His hesitation wasn’t because Yun Miaoyi had taken off her pants and acted this way towards him.

What he was truly hesitant about was Fan Sisi’s attitude.

Now that Fan Sisi was actively asking him to do this, Yang Fan couldn’t be happier.

He switched to using his left hand on Yun Miaoyi’s buttocks, directly grabbing Fan Sisi’s buttocks with his right hand, "So, shall I...start?"

"Do it! Overwhelm Boss Yun!" Fan Sisi shouted fiercely.

It was just unclear if he was truly angry at himself, or at Yun Miaoyi.

...

Springtime arrived in the small stone cave.

That pulse-pounding moaning continued for a full hour before it slowly subsided.

Beside the polished stone bed, Yun Miaoyi and Fan Sisi both lay with their lower bodies raised high, side by side.

Fan Sisi was gasping for air, while Yun Miaoyi’s whole body was still trembling.

She turned to look at Yang Fan, her watery eyes filled with electrical deathlight and endless swaying spring water that seemed about to spill over; her mind and body seemed to have been opened all at once by Yang Fan.

Before this happened, Yun Miaoyi’s only thought was to get close to Yang Fan in this way to figure out what secrets were truly hidden in her teahouse.

But at this moment, she wanted to maintain this relationship.

Let’s not talk about anything else, just this!

After an hour or so, it was so fulfilling...this is too strong!

Such men are too rare.

Even if she didn’t seek anything from it, she wanted to have a romance like this while she was young, to please herself first.

During that past hour, Yun Miaoyi felt she was floating above the clouds.

Free and delighted, even the air was sweet.

Every time she was about to fall, a force behind her would begin to push her fiercely and urgently, pushing her to an even higher place. That feeling made her reminisce at this moment, she was already looking forward to the next time right after it ended.

Talking about dying without regrets might be an exaggeration.

But truthfully speaking, with just this one time, Yang Fan had gotten Yun Miaoyi addicted.

Pa!

Fan Sisi suddenly slapped Yun Miaoyi’s big white butt, "This bum, even I, as a woman, can’t resist, Boss Yun, mind if I have some fun?"

Yun Miaoyi chuckled, "We’re all women, what’s there to mind?"

"Then I’ll play a bit, squeezing it feels just so good," Fan Sisi praised.

Yang Fan lit a cigarette, leaning back on the stone bed.

There’s no denying it, both women were quite supple.

In this kind of atmosphere, with these two women, the sensation of excitement shot straight up.

Fan Sisi played with Yun Miaoyi for quite a while before letting her go.

Fortunately, she played for a bit and then stopped; if she kept going, Yang Fan felt like he wouldn’t be able to hold back anymore.

With two stunning women fooling around like this in front of him, anyone would struggle to handle it.

Unless they couldn’t!

The two women tidied their clothes in front of Yang Fan.

The conditions were limited, so the battlefield couldn’t be washed, and they could only wipe off slightly before putting on their clothes.

The beautiful scenery disappeared.

Yang Fan reluctantly glanced away, checked the time on his phone, stood up and said, "You two rest first, I’m going out to see if I can summon help!"

"Okay," Fan Sisi responded.

After the intense comfort she just experienced, her inner anger towards herself had faded significantly.

Her mind was relatively calm at the moment, just reminiscing about the storm that had just passed.

It was past five in the afternoon, but at the bottom of this deep ravine hidden in the dense forest, it was as dark as the junction of dusk and night, with a murky grayness, barely able to see anything ahead.

Yang Fan walked out to the side of the ravine and headed towards the spot where they had fallen.

He vaguely saw someone standing ahead.

"Is anyone there? Help!" Yang Fan shouted loudly.

But he didn’t receive any response.

Yang Fan suddenly stopped in his tracks, squinting his eyes to look at the blurry figure ahead.

There really is a figure!

"Who’s there?" Yang Fan shouted.

There was still no response; the figure just stood there firmly.

Yang Fan’s heart suddenly rang with alarm bells.

Damn, could it really be this creepy?

He quickly pulled a wooden mace and a ruler from his sleeve, also taking embroidered shoes out of his pocket.

"Can you say ’I love you’ for me?"

A voice echoed in Yang Fan’s mind.

Yang Fan’s eyes lit up, show me some love, shoe!

"I love you, I damn well must love you!" Yang Fan shouted.

Although the condition was met, he didn’t hastily order the embroidered shoes to act.

He hadn’t figured out what that thing ahead was, couldn’t recklessly act.

Cautiously moving forward, Yang Fan opened his Heavenly Eye Technique.

In an instant, a dense black fog appeared in front of him.

The evil aura was as intense as a volcanic eruption.

"Damn it, my luck really is bad!" Yang Fan grumbled.

The rescue hadn’t arrived, and instead, they’d invited a villain.

After figuring out the rough identity of that thing, Yang Fan didn’t hesitate and immediately shouted to the embroidered shoes, "Get rid of it for me! Take it down!"

This thing might not be that ancestor of the Yun Family, but it was definitely something extremely evil.

Taking it down would definitely not be a mistake.

If you don’t take action now, you’ll get taken down yourself.

These things don’t play by any rules.

The embroidered shoes slowly stepped forward with leisurely steps.

Its pace didn’t look like it was heading for a fight; it seemed more like meeting a friend.

Too leisurely!

Just then, the massive black fog up ahead suddenly disappeared.

In a blink of an eye, it vanished completely, as if it had never appeared.

Yang Fan jerked around, vigilantly looking behind him.

Nothing was there.

How could this thing be so fast?

Yang Fan’s nerves instantly tensed up; if it had stayed there, Yang Fan would still be nervous but manageable.

But with this guy suddenly playing disappearing acts, Yang Fan was already a bit on edge.

This kind of appearing and disappearing act was even more terrifying than an openly fierce threat.

At that moment, Yang Fan suddenly noticed the embroidered shoes turning to his left side.

Without hesitation, he spun and struck with a wooden mace.

Bam!