Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 96 The Neighbor’s Sister-in-law with Weak Legs

Chapter 96: Chapter 96 The Neighbor’s Sister-in-law with Weak Legs

In the densely swathed blue gauze tent, Yang Fan took actual action and successfully schemed another chance to play with Li Jia.

He exerted all his strength, and indeed left Li Jia unconscious from the affair.

This woman, in these matters, was just like her day-to-day life, always calculating to the last detail.

In Yang Fan’s view, since they were already so familiar with each other, keeping things discreet was enough.

But Li Jia was different; for her, one was one, two was two.

Since talking it through was no use, the only option left was to conquer her through physical actions.

At first, she was surreptitiously listening to the sounds around them, but later, under Yang Fan’s sudden and intense onslaught, she just let go, finding herself in a state between consciousness and delirium.

"I suppose the goal I mentioned before, of leaving you senseless, has been achieved, hasn’t it?" After the deed, Yang Fan said to Li Jia with a smirk.

Li Jia looked dizzy, licking her lips and touching her sweaty forehead, nodding wearily, "This time... I won’t count it as one, so it’s still two times as usual. How could you be so fierce? I feel like you’re about to kill me; it’s burning down there, isn’t it bleeding?"

Yang Fan bent down, pulled aside and took a serious look, saying, "Don’t worry, it’s fine, just seems to be a bit swollen, nothing serious."

"I feel like you’ve stretched me to the point of splitting; your thing is both long and robust, after you pick up the speed, it’s like a red-hot corn cob is jabbing me." Li Jia said breathlessly, with a hint of complaint.

Yang Fan took that perhaps as a compliment. Playing with Li Jia’s slightly reddened fullness, he chuckled, "In order to make you lose consciousness, I indeed put in a lot of effort. So, tell me how it felt, comfortable or not?"

Li Jia bit her lip shyly, nodding lightly, "It was... quite comfortable, ever since you began, I felt like I was floating on clouds, really enjoying it."

"So do you want me to keep going?" Yang Fan asked, seizing the opportunity.

Li Jia smirked cunningly, "Let’s talk about that later. Aren’t there still two times left? What’s the rush?"

Yang Fan was suddenly resigned.

This woman really knew how to keep a tight rein on things.

He felt that after getting to this point, she should be ready to give in, but she just wouldn’t.

At the beginning, it was two times, and now it was still two times, hanging in the balance.

"Fanzi, could you help me put on my clothes? I’m so weak I can hardly move." Li Jia suddenly said, somewhat embarrassed, "I feel like there’s no strength in my bones, like I’m completely drained."

"If you can’t move, then just rest a bit longer; let me play with you a bit more," Yang Fan said.

"Stop playing, haven’t you had enough? What if someone comes in later? We should hurry up and go," Li Jia said.

"With a body like yours, I could never have enough," Yang Fan joked as he dressed Li Jia. They had indeed been there for quite some time, and this place was by no means meant for leisurely intimacy.

Leaning on Yang Fan’s shoulder, Li Jia stood up with her legs shaking uncontrollably, as if she had Parkinson’s.

"It’s all your fault. Why did you have to be so rough? Now I can’t even walk," Li Jia complained with a hint of bitterness.

"To leave you in a state of delirium is not an easy task, so of course, I had to go all out!" Yang Fan laughed, "I should just carry you out. How can you walk like this?"

Seeing Li Jia like this did give him a sense of accomplishment.

It was quite a feat for a man.

Though he wasn’t the best at making money, he was noteworthy in this department.

"No need, what if someone we know sees us?" Li Jia shook her head, "I’ll go out first. You pack up the bag and come out a little later."

She’s still so careful and cautious.

Yang Fan nodded somewhat helplessly.

Li Jia swung her legs and slowly shuffled out.

Yang Fan watched her until she got into the car, then packed up the bags spread out on the ground, and left the vast green gauze tent.

After dropping Li Jia off at the county hospital, Yang Fan drove to the flower, bird, and fish market after some thought.

If Zhang Yulan had been a man, giving a gift would have been much simpler, just some nice cigarettes and alcohol would have sufficed.

But it was clear that Zhang Yulan didn’t fancy those things, and giving bags or jewelry, which at the slightest bit of fame would cost tens of thousands at the very least. Although Yang Fan had some savings, he definitely couldn’t afford such gifts.

Then, a well-behaved dog should do the trick.

Zhang Yulan was now living alone, and having a dog could also offer her some company.

As for whether she liked pets or not, that was something Yang Fan couldn’t consider.

Because he simply had no idea what Zhang Yulan liked.

He could ask, but what if she mentioned something he absolutely couldn’t afford? That would be even more embarrassing.

Yang Fan walked around the market several times and after comparing goods at several shops, he chose a Bichon Frise.

That little thing, hardly bigger than a cat, nearly cost Yang Fan all the money he had made from selling tea leaves this month.

One thousand three hundred, if it was for himself, Yang Fan would never spend that much.

But a simple phone call from Zhang Yulan had solved such a big problem for him; it was money well spent.

Yang Fan loaded the little Bichon Frise into a small iron cage provided by the seller, then rode his bike out of the county town, heading straight for Zhangli Village.

As he was nearing the entrance to the village, he suddenly remembered the embarrassing incident from last time and decided to call Zhang Yulan first.

"Little brother, are you coming over today?" Zhang Yulan almost instantly picked up the phone, her voice playful and sweet.

"I was just missing Sister Zhang and was wondering if it’s convenient for you," Yang Fan replied.

Zhang Yulan chuckled, "You rascal seem to be born a meat-eater. I was actually planning to call you this afternoon. I haven’t even moved yet, and you came sniffing around already. Hurry on over, Sister is stewing beef here."

After a brief response, Yang Fan hung up the call.

He drove to Zhang Yulan’s home, parked his bike, and with the Bichon Frise in tow, entered the yard through the wide-open gate.

A rich aroma of meat wafted from the kitchen, stirring up the appetite.

Wearing a simple home dress, Zhang Yulan heard the noise and came out of the kitchen, "Wow, you got here so fast? I was planning to change before seeing you. Were you nearby when you called just now?"

"I only thought of it at the village entrance," Yang Fan said with a smile, "It’s not too late for you to change now."

"Then have a seat, I’ll go and change. I usually don’t go out, so I’m still in my pajamas. It’s fine to see others like this, but it might affect your appetite seeing me, isn’t it unattractive?" Zhang Yulan said with a gentle smile.

"I think it’s quite nice, how could it possibly affect my appetite?" Yang Fan responded, somewhat bewildered.

That was a strangely puzzling thing to say.

Zhang Yulan gave a coquettish smile and winked at Yang Fan, "The appetite for my cooking."

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