《Happy Little Farmer》 Chapter 1 - 1 1 Ill step aside for you to continue ?1: Chapter 1 I¡¯ll step aside for you to continue 1: Chapter 1 I¡¯ll step aside for you to continue ¡°Fanzi, take a seat first, I¡¯ll be right out after I finish up with this woman.¡± In a shop at the Herb Market, the middle-aged Boss Zhou winked at Yang Fan, a vendor who came to sell herbs, before ducking behind the curtain into the back room. The moment the curtain was drawn back, a glimpse of pale flesh flashed before Yang Fan¡¯s eyes. It was a woman with long hair, very white skin. Around her neck hung a necklace with a green gemstone, though it was unclear whether it was real or fake. She lay on the bed, her head lowered playing with her phone, the blanket resting at her waist, her full, snow-white breasts quivering, about to fall. As Boss Zhou opened the curtain, she hastily grabbed the blanket to cover her exposed charms, her eyes flitting nervously outside, just to meet Yang Fan¡¯s gaze. Yang Fan quickly looked away, a ripple of emotion surging in his heart. This woman, not only did Yang Fan know her, but he was also very familiar with her. Her name was Wu Xuelan, from their village. By the older generation¡¯s reckoning, they were even distantly related, so when Yang Fan saw her, he should have called her ¡°sister-in-law.¡± Her husband worked in labor dispatch and had been away from home for years, and rumors were that in recent years, he was providing less financial support. Wu Xuelan often went to the city to do odd jobs to augment the family income. At just over thirty, she was very attractive, with an oval face and willow-shaped eyebrows, somewhat famous as a younger married woman in the vicinity. But Yang Fan had never expected her to be involved with Boss Zhou, a married man. As Yang Fan¡¯s thoughts were running wild, a low voice came from inside the curtain, ¡°Could you ask him to leave first? How are we supposed to do this?¡± ¡°Just do it as it should be done. What¡¯s there to fear if Fanzi knows about this? Hurry, hurry, the medicine¡¯s kicking in. Stick your butt out; I feel this position is good, it will definitely be comfortable,¡± Boss Zhou said with a touch of urgency. Wu Xuelan pursed her lips, her voice firm, ¡°No, if you do that, I¡¯m leaving!¡± Though she longed for a man, she was too embarrassed at this moment! Outside, Yang Fan listened attentively to the exchange and began to understand the situation. It seemed like this was the first opportunity for the two to be together, and now with him there, Wu Xuelan was feeling embarrassed. As Yang Fan pondered, he noticed a red BMW car stopping by the roadside. He recognized the car well; it belonged to Zhu Shanshan, Boss Zhou¡¯s wife. Because of their long-standing collaboration, Yang Fan had become friends with both of them. At first, Yang Fan did not grasp the seriousness of the situation. Only after Zhu Shanshan, dressed in a black hip-hugging skirt, carrying a small bag, and swaying seductively, stepped out of the car did he suddenly realize the gravity of the moment and hastily yelled into the back room: ¡°Old Zhou, your sister-in-law is here.¡± ¡°Damn!¡± Inside, a muffled curse from Boss Zhou. In less than three seconds, Boss Zhou, holding up his pants, rushed out from the back. As he clumsily put on his clothes, glancing anxiously toward the glass door, he muttered, ¡°Didn¡¯t this woman say she was going shopping with her sisters today? How come she¡¯s back so soon?¡± Yang Fan said, ¡°Old Zhou, you better tidy up fast; I¡¯ll go stall your sister-in-law.¡± Boss Zhou, looking rather pale, shook his head and said anxiously, ¡°The problem is I have nowhere to hide her here, and stalling won¡¯t help. Just wait, let me think, think...¡± ¡°Stop thinking; if you keep at it, your sister-in-law is going to come in,¡± Yang Fan said, about to head out the door. ¡°Wait!¡± ¡°Fanzi, only you can help me out this time. If you get me through this, I¡¯ll raise the price for all your goods by ten percent from now on, alright?¡± Boss Zhou suddenly intercepted Yang Fan, pleading urgently. Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but chuckle, ¡°I¡¯m about to go help you, aren¡¯t I?¡± ¡°No, what I mean is for you to go inside and deal with that woman, and I¡¯ll go stall your sister-in-law. You take the fall for this,¡± Boss Zhou quickly said. Chapter 2 - 2 2 Pretend Play Turns Real ?2: Chapter 2 Pretend Play Turns Real 2: Chapter 2 Pretend Play Turns Real Yang Fan was momentarily dumbfounded. What kind of harebrained scheme is this? Even if he were willing, how could Wu Xuelan possibly agree? ¡°You really must be out of your mind. Do you think this could work?¡± Yang Fan said irritably, ¡°You¡¯d better think of another plan quick. I¡¯m going to try and stall for a bit.¡± He pretended to head out the door but was yanked back by Boss Zhou. ¡°No time, your sister-in-law is already here. Hurry, hurry, it¡¯s like I¡¯m begging you.¡± Because Zhu Shanshan¡¯s family was influential and had helped Boss Zhou a lot in the early days, he didn¡¯t even dare raise his voice in front of his virtuous wife, to say nothing of the tight leash she had him on. If Zhu Shanshan found out that Boss Zhou was fooling around outside, she would undoubtedly kill him. Boss Zhou pushed Yang Fan into the inner room, then checked his clothes to make sure nothing was amiss, and after that, he heaved a sigh of relief. Just then, Zhu Shanshan walked in, dressed in a black spaghetti strap bodycon dress paired with a shawl. ¡°Not many people here today?¡± Zhu Shanshan took off the sunglasses resting on her forehead and asked. ¡°Ah... Oh.¡± Boss Zhou, guilty as a thief, managed a strained response. Zhu Shanshan cast a sidelong glance at Boss Zhou and muttered discontentedly, ¡°Just look at you, all limp and listless. Just you watch, I¡¯ll go take a break. I didn¡¯t shop much but nearly died of exhaustion.¡± Having said this, she started taking off her coat, heading towards the inner room. Boss Zhou rushed over quickly, grabbing Zhu Shanshan¡¯s arm and gesturing for her to be quieter. ¡°What do you mean?¡± Zhu Shanshan asked, puzzled. With a sleazy smile on his face, Boss Zhou whispered, ¡°Fanzi¡¯s inside.¡± ¡°So what if he¡¯s inside? What¡¯s he going to do to me? This is a great chance for us to have a chat,¡± said Zhu Shanshan unpleasantly. ¡°It¡¯s not like that, come here, I¡¯ll explain,¡± Boss Zhou pulled Zhu Shanshan closer and whispered. The next moment, Zhu Shanshan¡¯s voice sharply rose as she angrily shouted, ¡°Zhou, are you hiding some woman in there? Do you think I don¡¯t know what kind of person Fanzi is? Did you invite some woman over to deflower? Shameless of you to even suggest it!¡± ¡°Hey, I¡¯m telling the truth, really, just wait, don¡¯t go in!¡± Boss Zhou shouted in desperation. At this time, in the inner room, Yang Fan and Wu Xuelan were staring at each other, eyes wide. Perhaps because women¡¯s clothing was more complicated to put on, when Yang Fan was forcefully pushed in by Old Zhou, Wu Xuelan was in the midst of putting on a bra. Her pale-skinned body was clad in nothing but underwear, and she had not had time to put on the rest of her clothes. Her seductive face was flushed red, and she looked a bit bewildered. All of a sudden, hearing the commotion outside, Wu Xuelan¡¯s face lost all its color. She abruptly dragged Yang Fan onto the bed and hissed in his ear, ¡°Quick, take off your clothes, let¡¯s do it for a bit!¡± Yang Fan was still dazed when Wu Xuelan took matters into her own hands. She unfastened Yang Fan¡¯s belt, yanked his pants down to his knees, then grabbed the blanket and flung it over both of them. Feeling the burn of her close proximity, Yang Fan, who had never been so close to a woman before, felt his heart nearly leap into a musical score. He was nervous and excited, blood surging relentlessly to one particular spot, firmly pressing against Wu Xuelan. She was still frantically busy, pressing against Yang Fan¡¯s pants with her foot while pulling down her own underwear. ¡°Come inside quickly.¡± Finally managing to kick off both Yang Fan¡¯s pants and her own underwear, Wu Xuelan hurriedly reached down to Yang Fan¡¯s crotch, grasping the burning sensation. Beyond marveling at Wu Xuelan¡¯s soft hands, guided by her, Yang Fan smoothly became one with Wu Xuelan. Her long-lonely body was instantly filled, a profound sense of satisfaction caused Wu Xuelan¡¯s body to tense involuntarily, and her anxious Eyes turned into pools of spring water! ¡°Wow you¡¯re amazing, kid! That thing is almost the size of a donkey,¡± Wu Xuelan mused internally, her eyes growing more hazy with desire. At that moment, Zhu Shanshan charged in, full of fury. ¡°You two...¡± Zhu Shanshan muttered in surprise, then her gaze fell on Yang Fan¡¯s perfectly intact shirt, and a hint of suspicion flashed in her eyes. Because everything had happened in such a rush, Yang Fan still had his overcoat on. ¡°Fanzi, doesn¡¯t it feel odd doing it with your clothes on? Is there something you¡¯re hiding? Why don¡¯t you share with sister-in-law?¡± Zhu Shanshan said, arms crossed, standing by the bed. ¡°Besides, you shouldn¡¯t be that familiar with Xiao Wu, right?¡± Zhu Shanshan seemed unaware that Wu Xuelan and Yang Fan came from the same village. Standing behind her, Boss Zhou became somewhat anxious and urged, ¡°Shanshan, what are you doing? They¡¯re already in this state; can you give Fanzi a little face?¡± ¡°Shut up. Fanzi and Xiao Wu probably haven¡¯t met much, right? And ever since Xiao Wu started working here, you two have been exchanging glances all day long, don¡¯t think I¡¯m clueless! Besides, who does this with their coat on? Tell me, isn¡¯t it possible that you forced Fanzi to put on this act for me?¡± Zhu Shanshan said coldly. ¡°How could it be!¡± Boss Zhou glanced nervously at Yang Fan and said with a forced smile, ¡°No way, let¡¯s just leave.¡± Zhu Shanshan snorted, ¡°Once a dog, always a dog. You¡¯re feeling guilty!¡± No sooner had she spoken than she suddenly yanked away the blanket. ¡°Ah...¡± Yang Fan, coerced into mounting Wu Xuelan, or rather, a duck being rushed to mount, was already on edge. As the blanket was ripped away, he sat up instinctively, and with a ¡®pop¡¯, the long spear swayed, nearly crashing into Zhu Shanshan¡¯s face! Chapter 3 - 3 3 One Step to the End ?3: Chapter 3: One Step to the End 3: Chapter 3: One Step to the End Seeing this, Zhu Shanshan¡¯s face suddenly turned red, and she quickly covered Yang Fan with the quilt. But in the moment she covered him, she quickly glanced at Yang Fan¡¯s ¡°assets¡± and then, with a flushed face, dropped a comment, ¡°It got like this because you took off your clothes, doesn¡¯t it bother you?¡± After dropping that remark, she quickly left the room in her high heels. Old Zhou wiped the sweat from his forehead, nodded at Yang Fan, and hurriedly followed Zhu Shanshan. Yang Fan let out a long sigh, braced himself with his hands, and whispered to Wu Xuelan, ¡°Seems like they¡¯re gone, what do we do now?¡± Wu Xuelan¡¯s face was full of blush as she buried her cheek in the crevice of the pillow. She quickly glanced at Yang Fan, pursed her lips, and hesitantly said, ¡°It¡¯s swollen like this, it must be uncomfortable for you too, and since it¡¯s already in, just...¡± She hadn¡¯t finished her sentence when Yang Fan started to fumble around. Since it was already in, he definitely wanted to get comfortable, he didn¡¯t want to suffer for nothing. Moreover, Wu Xuelan¡¯s intention was so obvious! But what was a bit embarrassing was that he seemed to be unable to find the right direction. ¡°Ah...¡± Wu Xuelan let out a low cry, her eyes swirling with a hazy gleam, as she stretched her hand down to guide him. ¡°Here, it¡¯s right here, this wet spot, go slower, yours is a bit... intimidating.¡± Yang Fan nodded, relaxed his body, and lay on top of Wu Xuelan, thrusting his hips forward. ¡°Mm... Mm...¡± Wu Xuelan bit her luscious lower lip, the sensation of being filled made her involuntarily let out a moan, her eyes fogging over with a seductive haze, making them look wet and inviting. After toying around for a while, Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help asking, ¡°Sister-in-law, you and Boss Zhou... ¡± ¡°Just do it, and don¡¯t bring that up,¡± Wu Xuelan rolled her eyes and said. ¡°I mean, do you work here?¡± Yang Fan asked. Wu Xuelan nodded, ¡°I sort medicinal herbs in the warehouse, haven¡¯t been doing it long.¡± ¡°No wonder I¡¯ve hardly seen you; I was a bit surprised just now,¡± Yang Fan said. Boss Zhou¡¯s warehouse was in the back, a distance away from this storefront. Yang Fan usually came straight here, and he had only been to the warehouse once or twice. ¡°We¡¯ll talk about this another time. This time, I was really worn out by you two,¡± Wu Xuelan said with a slightly plaintive look at Yang Fan, ¡°Who would have thought this would happen.¡± ¡°If it weren¡¯t for this, I wouldn¡¯t have had the chance. Sister-in-law, you¡¯re so tight, it feels really good,¡± Yang Fan said, moving his hips as he spoke with a smile. ¡°Feels good?¡± Wu Xuelan¡¯s eyes shimmered with a flirty allure as she took off Yang Fan¡¯s outer garment and softly asked, ¡°Do you want to try it from behind? That position is even more comfortable.¡± ¡°Everything I¡¯ve never tried, I want to try,¡± Yang Fan said with a smile. Wu Xuelan¡¯s eyes twinkled with irresistible charm. She laughed breathlessly, ¡°You¡¯re not big, but you¡¯re wild at heart. Can you last that long, wanting to try them one by one?¡± ¡°That¡¯s hard to say,¡± Yang Fan replied. Wu Xuelan chuckled softly, ¡°If you can last that long, sister-in-law will indulge you this time, however you want it. But let me tell you, this is just this once.¡± ¡°Okay,¡± Yang Fan agreed readily. Hearing this, Wu Xuelan didn¡¯t say more, and with her buttocks perked high, she got on her hands and knees on the bed. Looking at those quivering, plump buttocks, Yang Fan swallowed hard, held her slender waist, and rammed in forcefully. ¡°Ah... so deep.¡± Wu Xuelan¡¯s uncontrollable moans of pleasure undeniably stimulated Yang Fan even further, the frequency of his thrusts increasing quickly. And Yang Fan¡¯s fierce battering further escalated Wu Xuelan¡¯s joy. Having been without a man for quite some time, she was now utterly immersed in the bliss provided by Yang Fan. At that moment, they had both forgotten they were still in Boss Zhou¡¯s shop. The slapping sounds, accompanied by Wu Xuelan¡¯s varying moans, rhythmically filled the room. It wasn¡¯t until an hour later that they gradually came to a halt. ¡°You... where did you finish?¡± Wu Xuelan, with a flushed face, touched the sweat on her forehead like water and asked dumbfounded. ¡°Inside,¡± Yang Fan said. ¡°You should be able to feel it, right?¡± ¡°Of course, I can feel it. I just can¡¯t believe it and wanted to ask,¡± Wu Xuelan said, panting heavily. ¡°If I get hit by the bullet, you, young man, have to take responsibility.¡± Yang Fan was suddenly startled, ¡°Uh, it¡¯s not that easy, right?¡± ¡°It¡¯s always a matter of probability,¡± Wu Xuelan said. Seeing Yang Fan genuinely nervous, she laughed with irritation and said, ¡°Alright, I won¡¯t scare you anymore. Take some medicine later.¡± ¡°But, kid, you really are something else. I don¡¯t even know how many times I finished. You¡¯re the second man to have me, but by far the most pleasurable. I almost ascended to heaven, nearly died at your hands,¡± she admitted. ¡°Sister-in-law, since it feels good, we should do it a few more times,¡± Yang Fan said with a smile. After all, he felt quite comfortable using this woman. Wu Xuelan¡¯s appearance always gave off a very flirty sense, and truly, she was tight and wet. This one encounter had made Yang Fan somewhat addicted to such activities. Wu Xuelan looked at him with a teasing smile, ¡°It depends on how you perform, and also on my mood.¡± What kind of response was that? However, it sounded like there might be a chance for more. ¡°Hurry and pull it out, do you want to keep it in forever?¡± Wu Xuelan chided softly. ¡°...Okay.¡± When Yang Fan finished tidying up and came out of the back room, he didn¡¯t see Boss Zhou or Zhu Shanshan. He walked out of the shop somewhat puzzled, only to find Boss Zhou sitting at the door smoking a cigarette, while Zhu Shanshan¡¯s whereabouts were unknown. Boss Zhou handed a cigarette to Yang Fan and sighed deeply, ¡°Young people have such stamina, making a ruckus with your howling. Fanzi, I really thank you for today. If not for you, brother, I would have been done for.¡± ¡°About this woman inside, I¡¯ll lay it out for you¡ªtoday was the first time, and it didn¡¯t quite happen. If you mind, just let this one time be it and don¡¯t get involved in the future. If you don¡¯t mind, feel free to have fun when you¡¯re available.¡± Yang Fan just nodded and said nothing. It seemed that Wu Xuelan had not told Boss Zhou and his wife where she was from. Otherwise, Boss Zhou probably wouldn¡¯t have said that. ¡°By the way, where¡¯s sister-in-law?¡± Yang Fan asked, changing the subject. Boss Zhou¡¯s expression suddenly became strange, ¡°She went to buy you some soft-shelled turtle. She says it¡¯s a great tonic and wants to replenish your life force.¡± Yang Fan: ... Chapter 4 - 4 4 The Woman Who Walked with the Support of the Wall ?4: Chapter 4 The Woman Who Walked with the Support of the Wall 4: Chapter 4 The Woman Who Walked with the Support of the Wall No wonder Boss Zhou had such a weird expression, hearing about what Zhu Shanshan did left Yang Fan just as confused. Trying to give him a remedy, like that was just stirring up enmity for nothing. Old Zhou must have paid a hefty price to coax Wu Xuelan into his bed, but in the end, he didn¡¯t even get a chance to start before it ended up benefiting Yang. Now his wife even had to buy tonics for Yang Fan, which was probably frustrating for anyone. ¡°Old Zhou, I appreciate your sister-in-law¡¯s kindness, but I think I better leave now, otherwise, I¡¯m afraid you might kill me,¡± Yang Fan said half-jokingly, but he really was planning to leave¡ªit was awkward to stay any longer. ¡°What are you talking about, you can¡¯t leave. My sister-in-law specifically instructed this if she comes back and finds out I didn¡¯t take care, she¡¯ll definitely kill me,¡± Boss Zhou said while scratching his increasingly shiny forehead, ¡°Think about it, it¡¯s not a big deal.¡± Yang Fan: ... Seeing that Yang Fan didn¡¯t speak, Old Zhou thought he was still bothered by it and was about to console him when Zhu Shanshan walked in with two large shopping bags, scaring him into silence. Zhu Shanshan glanced at Old Zhou before walking up to Yang Fan and said softly, ¡°Fanzi, come inside with me, your sister-in-law will explain how to use these things.¡± ¡°Sister-in-law, this... really isn¡¯t necessary,¡± Yang Fan said, glancing awkwardly at Boss Zhou. ¡°What do you mean unnecessary? You¡¯re young and don¡¯t understand, listen to your sister-in-law, she¡¯s right,¡± Zhu Shanshan said, twisting her voluptuous body as she walked into the shop, ¡°If you don¡¯t replenish your life force when you are young, by the time you get to be Zhou Weixong¡¯s age, it¡¯ll be too late to try. Others lean on the wall when they come out, he has to support himself against the wall. Can you imagine how uncomfortable that is?¡± Yang Fan kept silent. Old Zhou felt wronged for no reason... While they were talking, Wu Xuelan came out, clutching her abdomen with one hand and her face deeply furrowed, bracing herself against the wall. Zhu Shanshan looked at Yang Fan in shock, her gaze subtly swept over his crotch area, ¡°Fanzi, I was just making a comparison, are you taking it seriously?¡± ¡°He did more than just take it seriously¡ªI feel like I¡¯m almost at the point of calling an ambulance,¡± Wu Xuelan said, looking at Yang Fan with a ghost of a smile. The more exhilarating it was when it happened, the more pain followed after. This ordeal made Wu Xuelan feel like it was her first time. ¡°If you need, shall I call for you?¡± Zhu Shanshan hesitated, then asked with concern. Wu Xuelan waved her hand, ¡°No, it¡¯s fine, it¡¯s not that dramatic really.¡± ¡°Then perhaps you should rest for a bit,¡± Zhu Shanshan suggested thoughtfully. Wu Xuelan nodded and sat down on a chair nearby. Zhu Shanshan looked at Wu Xuelan, her right hand subconsciously touching her delicate, pale clavicle. After a few seconds of being lost in thought, she seemed to suddenly realize something and said to Yang Fan, ¡°Fanzi, let me tell you how to prepare these things. It¡¯s just that it¡¯s not convenient to start a fire here; otherwise, I¡¯d just brew it for you myself.¡± ¡°Sister-in-law, you¡¯re really making me feel embarrassed,¡± Yang Fan said with a laugh. ¡°Why act like strangers with your sister-in-law? Maybe one day she will need your help,¡± Zhu Shanshan said with a playful laugh, her eyes shimmering softly, as she gave Yang Fan a quick, sideways glance. Yang Fan didn¡¯t think too much of it, smiled, and simply accepted the kind offer. After listening to Zhu Shanshan¡¯s detailed explanation on how to stew the turtle with the herbs, Boss Zhou settled up the money for the goods Yang Fan had delivered that day, and Yang Fan left the Herb Market with one thousand three hundred yuan in his pocket, accompanied by Wu Xuelan. They got onto the second-hand rickshaw Yang had picked up in the used market for two thousand yuan, and Wu Xuelan, tightening the long dress around her, suddenly said with a smile, ¡°Fanzi, that boss¡¯s wife seems to have taken a liking to you.¡± She finally felt a bit better after resting for a while. But sitting on the somewhat uncomfortable rickshaw seat, she still felt a bit uneasy. ¡°She¡¯s just looking after me because I started managing the household early. There¡¯s no other meaning,¡± Yang Fan shook his head. Wu Xuelan glanced at Yang Fan and said, ¡°Don¡¯t deny it. My eyes are sharp, and I¡¯m pretty sure about it. If you don¡¯t believe it, try testing it out someday. If you touch her butt and sneak in a little caress, she definitely won¡¯t refuse.¡± The speaker had intent, and the listener was tempted. Wu Xuelan¡¯s words made Yang Fan quite tempted, but he didn¡¯t dare gamble. In the entire Herb Market, his current situation was heavily influenced by the relationship with Old Zhou and his wife. If he accidentally soured that relationship, he would stand to earn at least ten percent less money in the future. ¡°Ah...¡± Wu Xuelan suddenly let out a delicate cry, clutching her abdomen, ¡°Fanzi, slow down a bit. That sudden bump felt like you poked me again, it hurts a little.¡± Wu Xuelan had no filter when it came to speaking, any word could come jumping out of her mouth. Being a flirtatious person, her words were quite potent, easily kindling the fire within someone in just a few sentences. Yang Fan slowed down and said with a laugh, ¡°Sister-in-law, be careful with your words, you¡¯re giving me ideas.¡± ¡°Keep your ideas to yourself, you won¡¯t be getting any hope for at least a week, I need to rest,¡± Wu Xuelan shot Yang Fan a look, chiding lightly, ¡°Before, I only heard about women being bedridden for three days, never thought I¡¯d experience it myself.¡± Chapter 5 - 5 5 Hatred and Attitude ?5: Chapter 5 Hatred and Attitude 5: Chapter 5 Hatred and Attitude After exchanging a few playful words with Wu Xuelan, Yang Fan saw the branch road leading to the village by the national highway. Normally, this stretch of road would take at least forty minutes to walk, but today he hadn¡¯t even realized it, and here he was, already at the village. Time flew by, just like the blink of an eye. Yang Fan¡¯s three-wheeler turned right, heading onto the paved road towards the village. Continuing along this road toward the mountains for another twenty minutes, the large locust tree at the entrance to Shicheng Village could be seen from afar, standing like a guard with its crown touching the clouds. It being the breezy month of March, the locust tree was sprouting tender leaves. At a glance, the vibrant green was pleasing to the eye. Shicheng Village, also known as Shicheng Post Village, was an ancient postal station, reportedly in use for nearly six hundred years. To this day, remnants of ancient city walls could still be found around the village. Approaching the village entrance, Wu Xuelan gently patted Yang Fan¡¯s arm and said, ¡°Fanzi, just drop me off here. It wouldn¡¯t be good if people saw us entering the village together. I can walk the rest of the way back.¡± ¡°What¡¯s the harm? It¡¯s just a coincidence that I¡¯m giving you a lift¡ªno one can make anything of it,¡± Yang Fan replied. Wu Xuelan laughed playfully, ¡°But I feel guilty, like a thief.¡± ¡°Even if you feel guilty as a thief, sister-in-law, you wouldn¡¯t reveal your true thoughts, would you? Who could know about our affair?¡± Yang Fan said with a smile. ¡°What if it shows on my face and people notice? You¡¯re aware of how poisonous the gossips in the village can be. Just because a young girl has a stomach ache and sees a doctor, they accuse her of being loose,¡± Wu Xuelan shook her head. Although some women in the village really had sharp tongues, Yang Fan thought Wu Xuelan was being a bit too cautious. However, since she was insistent, it wasn¡¯t good for Yang Fan to say much else. He simply went along with her wishes. After Wu Xuelan moved her pert buttocks, twisting her voluptuous waist to get off the vehicle, Yang Fan, after some thought, couldn¡¯t help but ask, ¡°Sister-in-law, when can I come to see you next time?¡± ¡°That depends on how you behave,¡± Wu Xuelan said with a sly twinkle in her eye, winking at Yang Fan. Indeed, Yang Fan had made her feel good today. The long-neglected field had received a thorough plowing, thoroughly stirring Wu Xuelan¡¯s desires. But she was worried that Yang Fan might think her an easy woman, particularly since the place where Yang Fan had encountered her was in Zhou Weixiong¡¯s bed. So, she deliberately played hard to get. Yang Fan was somewhat puzzled, ¡°Or maybe, sister-in-law, you could give me a hint?¡± He genuinely couldn¡¯t figure out what kind of attitude Wu Xuelan was looking for. ¡°You blockhead, just think about it yourself,¡± Wu Xuelan said with mock displeasure, laughing softly as she glanced sideways at Yang Fan before turning to walk away. Her perky, round buttocks undulated with her steps, swaying with a rhythmic bounce and full of elasticity. Yang Fan¡¯s Adam¡¯s apple moved slightly as he twisted the throttle to catch up with Wu Xuelan and surreptitiously pinched her voluptuous buttocks. The shockingly resilient feel made his heart skip a beat. Wu Xuelan moaned softly, turning her head and pretending to glare at Yang Fan in annoyance, ¡°Stop it, what if someone sees? Go home quickly.¡± ¡°But I really can¡¯t figure it out, sister-in-law,¡± Yang Fan said with a smile. ¡°Well, you can¡¯t blame me then, darling. If you want meat, you¡¯ve got to work hard for it!¡± Wu Xuelan giggled coquettishly, her ample bust heaving up and down provocatively. Yang Fan was utterly confused, like a monk who had lost his scriptures, and since Wu Xuelan flatly refused to explain, he had no way of dealing with this woman. However, it was clear there would be a next time; it all depended on what kind of attitude Wu Xuelan demanded. It surely wouldn¡¯t come down to serving tea and waiting on her, would it? With this in mind, Yang Fan too headed home. No sooner had he set foot inside the doorway than he heard the thunderous cursing of his stepmother Zhou Wenhu. Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but silently lament; his stepmother was great in every aspect, except her sharp tongue was a bit too much to handle. Today, he had no idea who had provoked her. After parking his three-wheeler in the shed to one side of the courtyard, Yang Fan crept towards the doorway sneakily. He planned to survey the situation first, lest he get splattered with blood. Yet, just as he rounded the corner, he saw his Little Mother Zhou Wenhu and his sister-in-law Ye Tong sitting outside the warehouse sorting through medicinal herbs. Now, there were not many medicinal herbs left in his warehouse, just some pricier ones. He was planning to wait for the right moment to sell when the market was more favorable. At this moment, however, the entire warehouse looked as though it had been robbed, with its contents haphazardly scattered all over the floor. Making his way over in a few quick strides, Yang Fan asked anxiously, ¡°Little Mother, sister-in-law, what happened here?¡± ¡°That godforsaken beast Shen Lin did this!¡± Zhou Wenhu fumed. ¡°And that old bastard came by today to make threats, saying he¡¯d ruin our family!¡± Ye Tong simply gave him a tender smile without saying anything. Yang Fan nodded, ignoring Zhou Wenhu¡¯s continual cursing as he walked straight into the warehouse. Seeing the scattered herbs all over the floor, his anger rose instantly, and he felt a surge of fury. He was going to kill that bastard Old Wang! Chapter 6 - 6 6 Trivial Official Matters ?6: Chapter 6 Trivial Official Matters 6: Chapter 6 Trivial Official Matters Shen Lin was the village chief of Shicheng Village, and now he¡¯s almost fifty years old. He¡¯s always been at odds with Yang Fan¡¯s dad. Logically, since Yang Fan¡¯s old man was gone, Shen Lin should have calmed down by now. But this scoundrel not only didn¡¯t stop, but he became even more arrogant and relentlessly tormented Yang Fan¡¯s family. This time, that bastard messing with his herbs really hit a major artery for Yang Fan. All the work of several months was about to go down the drain! Yang Fan¡¯s face darkened as he stared at the herbs on the ground for a moment, and then he abruptly picked up the chopper used for cutting herbs that was resting against the wall. He was going to let Shen Lin, that dog, bleed a little. ¡°Fanzi, you... what are you doing?¡± Ye Tong, with delicate features and the demeanor of a well-bred lady, walked over somewhat nervously, Yang Fan lowered his gaze, said in a muffled voice, ¡°Even if it means spending two years inside, I have to teach that dog a lesson!¡± ¡°You¡¯re insane, put that down!¡± Ye Tong was startled, reaching for the chopper in Yang Fan¡¯s hand. Her delicate palms, cool to the touch, clasped Yang Fan¡¯s hand, causing the man, who was seething with rage, to take a sharp breath and clear his head somewhat. Worried about hurting Ye Tong, he obediently released the chopper. Just then, Zhou Wenhu came over, her face as dark as Yang Fan¡¯s, and snapped at Ye Tong, ¡°Xiao Tong, give him the chopper, let him go. It¡¯d be best to chop that son of a bitch Shen Lin into pieces, don¡¯t leave him breathing. If he doesn¡¯t die and you get locked up, our family will fall apart.¡± By now, Yang Fan had calmed down quite a bit and muttered, ¡°I was preparing to cut the herbs; I wasn¡¯t thinking of killing anyone.¡± ¡°What are you cutting? Where do you have herbs to cut?¡± Zhou Wenhu taunted with disdain. ¡°I¡¯ll tell you, if you really want revenge, go sleep with Shen Lin¡¯s little wife, then use her connections to find evidence of Shen Lin¡¯s corruption over the years, bring him down, and after he¡¯s clanked away in jail, tell him you¡¯ve had his wife. You could even plant a child, and when the time comes, little mother will take care of it for you!¡± Yang Fan watched Zhou Wenhu speechless, thinking she must be the one who¡¯s truly gone mad. But... On second thought, this idea... seemed actually quite plausible. Although Shen Lin was nearly fifty years old, he had taken a young wife only twenty-five or twenty-six years old, a college graduate named Wei Juan. In fact, Wei Juan was a pitiable girl. She was a genuine college graduate who, after graduation, took an exam for a grassroots position and became the village secretary of Shicheng Village. In theory, her power should be greater than Shen Lin¡¯s, but that old fart Shen Lin had been the village clerk for over ten years and then served as chief for nearly another ten, having thoroughly learned the ropes from top to bottom. Wei Juan was sidelined by Shen Lin as soon as she arrived, not only without any power but also inexplicably burdened with several misdeeds and faced several disciplinary actions. The reason she became Shen Lin¡¯s little wife also started with a huge scapegoat incident. The village accounts were short by over one hundred thousand; the accounts were all signed by Wei Juan, who was initially unaware of the issue until it suddenly came under scrutiny. Knowing where the problem lay, she went to settle the account with Shen Lin in a rage. Shen Lin, uncharacteristically, agreed to handle it immediately and even took Wei Juan out for a meal. After the meal, Wei Juan awoke the next day only to mysteriously find herself in Shen Lin¡¯s bed, while Shen Lin, as if nothing had happened, mentioned the over one hundred thousand shortfall to her, an amount and responsibility too great for Wei Juan to bear. No one knew how Shen Lin finally convinced Wei Juan, but after that dinner, the two started preparing their wedding. Thinking of these matters, Yang Fan suddenly felt it might indeed be possible to take down Shen Lin through this woman. ¡°Little Mother, what crazy schemes are you coming up with!¡± Ye Tong¡¯s cheeks turned slightly red as she spoke with annoyance. Zhou Wenhui glared, shouting, ¡°What¡¯s wrong with my idea? With no connections or power, we¡¯ve got to think outside the box, take an unconventional path, right?¡± She pointed at Yang Fan, ¡°Look at this big guy, six feet tall, striking and handsome, it¡¯d be a piece of cake for him to charm a resentful wife confined at home. Hell, turning Shen Lin into Wu Dalang might not be impossible.¡± Yang Fan was truly tempted. This plan seemed much more foolproof than a blind rage with blood spilled in five steps. It was worth a try. Otherwise, he wasn¡¯t even sure where to start. ¡°I¡¯ll think it over a bit more; there¡¯s bound to be a way,¡± Yang Fan spoke without directly agreeing to Zhou Wenhu¡¯s somewhat profligate strategy. He planned to go about it secretly. ¡°You little brat, you¡¯re still being prudish, what¡¯s there to be prudish about? It¡¯s a win-win situation where you both enjoy it, what¡¯s the harm?¡± Zhou Wenhu exploded with anger when she saw Yang Fan¡¯s attitude. Yang Fan was stunned by her ferocious words and stammered, ¡°I¡¯ll think it over properly, if there really is no other way, I¡¯ll consider this option.¡± ¡°You little rabbit, are you living in feudal times or what?¡± Zhou Wenhu cursed out loud. Yang Fan really couldn¡¯t take it anymore, ¡°I¡¯m going to take a bath; you two chat.¡± Leaving those words behind, he beat a hasty retreat. He couldn¡¯t stand it¡ªit was just too much. Chapter 7 - 7 7 The Attic Indulgence ?7: Chapter 7: The Attic Indulgence 7: Chapter 7: The Attic Indulgence Yang Fan rushed to the bathroom, happily took a shower, and cleared his mind a bit. When he came out of the bathroom, the courtyard was quiet, and there were no voices of Zhou Wenhui and Ye Tong from outside the house. It was almost noon. Where had those two gone? Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but feel puzzled. With what had just happened, Yang Fan worried that Zhou Wenhui, seeing his reluctance, might think of other ways to deal with Shen Lin¡ªGod forbid she did something impulsive. Thinking this, he became a bit nervous, quickly went outside to check, and then started searching from room to room. Yang Fan¡¯s house was a wooden building passed down from his grandfather. It had two floors and a loft, with a second entrance to the courtyard. Outside there was another courtyard with two single-story houses, formerly the study and the guest room, now used by Yang Fan as the living room and kitchen. The wooden building contained the bedrooms for three people. Yang Fan searched the first and second floors one by one, but he couldn¡¯t find the two. This made him even more anxious. Zhou Wenhui might not have gone directly to Shen Lin, had she? Standing at the staircase on the second floor, he took out his phone to call Zhou Wenhui but suddenly heard from upstairs a fluctuating moan, delicate and soft. That was sister-in-law Ye Tong¡¯s voice. Yang Fan¡¯s mind buzzed instantly¡ªwas his sister-in-law being done by someone? Shit! Anger shot to Yang Fan¡¯s forehead. For his sister-in-law, who wasn¡¯t in a real marriage with his elder brother, he had harbored a secret crush for more than a day or two. He had only touched her hand, and now someone else had bedded her? This was something Yang Fan couldn¡¯t accept at all. Suppressing his rage, he tiptoed towards the loft upstairs. Yang Fan sneaked near the loft, peering through the cracks of the wood into the interior. At that glance, Yang Fan¡¯s eyes widened. His sister-in-law was indeed being done, but it seemed not entirely... At the moment, in that sun-drenched loft, where Zhou Wenhui¡¯s flowers bloomed competitively, Yang Fan¡¯s usually gentle and sweet sister-in-law was lying naked on the windowsill, her slender waist slightly dipped, as she tiptoed her pale and impeccably round buttocks high up into the air. Behind her, with a darker complexion than Ye Tong, looking not as tender but still very pale, Zhou Wenhui squatted behind Ye Tong. She lifted her chin and gently teasled with her rosy tongue the alluring slit that was dripping wet. Yang Fan stared, his eyes glued to the sight, quietly swallowing his saliva as it became dry. He had never realized that Little Mother and sister-in-law could have such a relation. It was no surprise to Yang Fan that Zhou Wenhui would do such a thing. It was normal for her to act so unbridled as she was always outspoken, but his gentle, sweet sister-in-law was also... Yang Fan¡¯s eyes were tightly fixed on the spot Ye Tong was being caressed by Zhou Wenhui¡¯s tongue. The girl¡¯s tender skin glistened flawlessly, like drops of dew hanging there. Heat coursed through his body, quietly converging in a specific place, then forcefully pressed against the stairway. He felt an impulse¡ªhe wanted to burst in and wedge himself between the two women. He wanted to fiercely plow into his sister-in-law¡¯s ripe tenderness, to thoroughly indulge in the tightness and warmth it offered. But... Yang Fan forcibly suppressed this urge. He knew he couldn¡¯t do that. Little Mother and sister-in-law could play together, but adding him would totally change the nature of it. Just the sight of her naked form was enough to make his father¡¯s image leap eagerly into his mind. After all, Little Mother and his father didn¡¯t have much materially between them. But their relationship was still there. The romance between Zhou Wenhui and Yang Fan¡¯s father was slightly elevated. They were involved in a platonic love. Physical interaction¡ªzero. Zhou Wenhui was a pen pal of Yang Fan¡¯s father, exchanging letters for nearly ten years, but they had never met. Ironically, just when Zhou Wenhui decided to move to the countryside and spend the rest of her life with Yang Fan¡¯s father, an incident occurred to his father. The two who had just registered their marriage, ended up going their separate ways. Zhou Wenhui, a woman who, it seemed, had only experienced romance and never married, suddenly became a widow and a stepmother overnight, gaining a daughter-in-law and a son. At that moment, Zhou Wenhui¡¯s voice rose in the loft, ¡°Xiao Tong, turn around, help me.¡± The delicately moaning Ye Tong, her face flushed with arousal, turned around. With that turn, Yang Fan¡¯s pupils dilated sharply, his gaze fixed once again. Her figure was simply too perfect, almost deadly. Her breasts were of just the right size, full and round, with a waist so slim it could be encircled by his hands. What¡¯s more crucial was his sister-in-law¡¯s skin¡ªit was so fine it seemed like a baby¡¯s. It¡¯s often said that a fair complexion hides flaws. Having such tender skin instantly increased her attractiveness exponentially. If this figure were on someone with darker skin, it definitely wouldn¡¯t make Yang Fan¡¯s heart pound like a drum. Zhou Wenhui and Ye Tong switched positions, with Zhou Wenhui lying at the window while Ye Tong squatted behind her. Actually seeing Zhou Wenhui was a bit difficult for Yang Fan, with the image of his father always ready to leap forward. But at the moment, he felt like an arrow strained on its bow, hardly able to hold back. He cast aside all distractions, his gaze squarely on them once again. Zhou Wenhui¡¯s buttocks were considerably larger than Ye Tong¡¯s, looking plump and extensive. His Little Mother¡¯s figure could be considered typically voluptuous, slim when dressed, substantial when undressed. Her legs were tightly pressed together, completely seamless. Her form was slightly different from Ye Tong¡¯s, like a blooming bud. However, that bud was now drenched by dew, and even the petals seemed slightly adhesive. Chapter 8 - 8 8 The Fierce Little Mother ?8: Chapter 8: The Fierce Little Mother 8: Chapter 8: The Fierce Little Mother Ye Tong groped on the floor for a moment and picked up a thin cucumber wearing a raincoat, slowly scratching the edge of that pink blossom. Zhou Wenhui couldn¡¯t take it anymore, gasping that she needed it inside her fast, and only then did Ye Tong aim for the center and slowly pushed it in. ¡°Ah... amazing, even though this thing is fake, it can still satisfy my craving,¡± Zhou Wenhui cried out, unable to help herself. ¡°Little Mother, how did you cope before?¡± Ye Tong whispered. ¡°I coped just like this before,¡± Zhou Wenhui said faintly, ¡°When I was around twenty-four or twenty-five, I had a boyfriend that got me hooked on this. After that, things naturally didn¡¯t work out.¡± ¡°When I¡¯m in the mood, I¡¯d watch a movie and do it myself. I¡¯m only thirty-two, and I¡¯ve already gone from pens to cucumbers; I don¡¯t even know how I¡¯ve managed. I feel like if I ever really crave a man, an average guy probably couldn¡¯t handle me.¡± ¡°Xiao Tong, faster... Ah, right, that speed, oh, you¡¯re scratching the itchy spot, it feels so good.¡± Yang Fan, hearing Zhou Wenhui¡¯s unrestrained and wildly explicit words, inevitably looked down at his member. It was even thicker than the cucumber in Ye Tong¡¯s hand. ¡°Ah... perfect, that¡¯s the feeling,¡± Zhou Wenhui cried out without any inhibition. Ye Tong reminded her softly, ¡°Little Mother, keep your voice down. Fanzi will hear you.¡± ¡°Ah, Fanzi, harder, come on, make Little Mother¡¯s day, ah ah ah... I want it, I want more,¡± Zhou Wenhui moaned sweetly, lifting her buttocks vigorously. Yang Fan stared dumbfounded at the gushing fountain, feeling as if he¡¯d been struck by lightning. Little Mother, she actually has these thoughts? If Little Mother didn¡¯t mind, he felt he, too, could convince himself. ¡°Little Mother, I told you to keep it down, why are you getting louder?¡± Ye Tong urged anxiously. Zhou Wenhui seemed to have reached her peak, breathing heavily, she said, ¡°If I fantasize a little, it comes easier. Don¡¯t worry, he definitely hasn¡¯t finished showering yet. That kid likes to watch those kinds of movies in the bathroom, he¡¯s probably lost in fantasies of men and women right now.¡± ¡°Why would you imagine him though?¡± Ye Tong asked softly, pursing her lips. Zhou Wenhui chuckled softly, ¡°Water from the room doesn¡¯t flow to outsiders¡¯ fields. We are two widowed young girls, well, I¡¯m at the level of a young wife. That guy hasn¡¯t even touched a woman; it¡¯s better to indulge him than outsiders. But, this is just my imagination, I wouldn¡¯t dare actually do it.¡± Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but feel a bit of regret; he wished Zhou Wenhui actually had the nerve. But how did she happen to know about that one time he watched it in the bathroom? Yang Fan now suspected that Little Mother had sneakily watched him, and more than once. Zhou Wenhui had finished. But it seemed she was still not fully satisfied; she wiped the fine sweat from her forehead, grabbed her heavy, full breasts and pushed them toward Ye Tong¡¯s mouth, ¡°Suck them for Little Mother, I don¡¯t know why, but I really like this feeling...¡± ¡°Little Mother, I think every woman likes it, I like it too,¡± Ye Tong chuckled and opened her cherry lips. Zhou Wenhui said with a smile, ¡°Then I¡¯ll help you later.¡± ¡°Forget it, I¡¯m not in the mood anymore, we¡¯ll do it another day,¡± Ye Tong said playfully. The smacking sounds soon started echoing around the loft. Yang Fan felt parched, his strength concentrating in one place, feeling like he was about to explode. The two of them were uninhibited in their actions, their words even more provocative, making him feel as if he was burning with an intolerable fire. It was a feast for the eyes, but his ¡°brother¡± was left wanting. After Ye Tong helped Zhou Wenhui for a while longer, it seemed both of their cravings had passed, they touched each other a little and began to dress. Seeing this, Yang Fan quickly covered his crotch and tiptoed down the stairs. Once downstairs, he dashed into the ground floor bathroom. The chilling cold of the water washed over him, and the boiling flame within his body was finally suppressed. This accidental discovery today left him a little elated, yet also a little melancholy. The elation was because he¡¯d seen the stuff dreams are made of. The melancholy was because his eyes got a treat, but his fingers couldn¡¯t reach. It made him somewhat eager. He wanted to find a breakthrough, to close the gap with his sister-in-law, and convert her and Little Mother¡¯s relationship into his own. Messing around with Little Mother, he didn¡¯t dare to think about it for now. But with sister-in-law, Yang Fan really felt an urgent, insatiable craving. After all, his sister-in-law did not have a substantial relationship with his older brother; in fact, his sister-in-law was pushed onto their family by her parents after they received the betrothal gifts. But before the wedding could take place, Yang Fan¡¯s father had an accident. Yang Fan¡¯s older brother believed that their father¡¯s death was no accident, so he went to investigate and never returned, leaving no word behind. Ye Tong couldn¡¯t return to her family, so she just had to put up with it for the time being. In essence, the two of them only completed a transaction, nothing more. But she was, beyond a doubt, Yang Fan¡¯s sister-in-law, officially recognized as such. While he was pondering this, he heard faint footsteps coming up the stairs, heading toward the bathroom. Soon, there was the sound of Zhou Wenhui speaking in a very low voice outside, ¡°I told you, this kid is definitely watching those kinds of movies in there, playing by himself. The kid¡¯s grown up and is thinking about women.¡± ¡°Little Mother, that¡¯s a weird way to put it. What does Fanzi have to do with either of us?¡± Ye Tong¡¯s voice rang out. ¡°I¡¯m just joking, our broken up and reassembled family, we can only take care of ourselves. It¡¯s a bit... inexplicable. It would be nice to match up, but coincidentally so many things make us hesitate to establish connections, making everyone tiptoe around each other,¡± Zhou Wenhui laughed. ¡°Alright now, go and cook, Chef,¡± Ye Tong said teasingly. Chapter 9 - 9 9 Serendipitous Encounter ?9: Chapter 9: Serendipitous Encounter 9: Chapter 9: Serendipitous Encounter By the time Yang Fan had tidied up and came out of the bathroom, Zhou Wenhui¡¯s meal was just being served. Although Zhou Wenhui had a sharp tongue like a knife, she was a bona fide certified cook who made excellent dishes. Sitting down at the dining table, Zhou Wenhui flicked the hair that had fallen to her mouth and suddenly said, ¡°No matter what you think or plan to do about that bastard Shen Lin, I¡¯m telling you, don¡¯t be impulsive.¡± Yang Fan nodded, ¡°I know my limits, I won¡¯t be impulsive.¡± ¡°You father and son are of the same stock, it would be a miracle if you weren¡¯t impulsive,¡± Zhou Wenhui rolled her eyes and said. ¡°I¡¯ve thought about your suggestion seriously, it¡¯s the most reliable one I could come up with after much consideration.¡± Yang Fan nodded again, ¡°I¡¯ll give it some thought.¡± Probably because she had just vented her rage, Zhou Wenhui¡¯s tone had softened a lot and wasn¡¯t so aggressive anymore. Looking at Little Mother dressed neatly, with normal complexion, Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but recall the scene where she was holding a cucumber, shouting for Fanzi to push harder. The aftermath of that image was quite strong, and once the thought was triggered, Yang Fan felt a wave of heat across his body. Seeing Yang Fan not eating but staring straight at her, Zhou Wenhui glared fiercely and asked, ¡°I told you to go after Shen Lin¡¯s wife, not me.¡± Yang Fan was speechless, ¡°I¡¯m thinking about something, why would I be plotting anything against you?¡± Ye Tong, with a hint of shyness in her eyes, said softly, ¡°Little Mother, could you be a little more... restrained in your speech?¡± ¡°What I said isn¡¯t wrong, is it? Look at his gaze, it¡¯s outright aggressive, and who knows what postures he¡¯s imagining in his head,¡± Zhou Wenhui quipped. ¡°Stop using your imagination, I was thinking about the idea you suggested,¡± Yang Fan said dryly. Zhou Wenhui looked at Yang Fan with a slanted gaze and after a moment said, ¡°Actually, the success rate of this plan could truly be ninety-nine percent. Think about it, Wei Juan was forced into marriage, she must harbor resentment toward Shen Lin. Just a round of tender and passionate onslaught from you, and she¡¯ll definitely open her arms to you, spreading her legs aside.¡± ¡°Little Mother, have some subtlety,¡± Ye Tong said faintly. ¡°Ah, my bad, that was crude, but it¡¯s the reality,¡± Zhou Wenhui said while waving her chopsticks, ¡°So, let me give you two pieces of advice on how to seduce a woman. First, consider her perspective; put yourself in her shoes to get closer to her. Then, be direct, just tell her you want to sleep with her, that you¡¯re restless at night, can¡¯t control your feelings and all that,¡± she explained. ¡°But let me clarify, this approach only works for married women, not young girls. For those girls, you need to spend money. Everyone has a weakness, and her liking is her weakness. Cater to her preferences, spend aggressively, and you¡¯ll be in bed with her in three days!¡± Yang Fan¡¯s mouth twitched slightly, ¡°Little Mother, you really understand a lot.¡± ¡°I can¡¯t help it, your mother has read a lot of books,¡± Zhou Wenhui said with a smug smile. ¡°As for Wei Juan, if you really can¡¯t handle it, just get down on your knees during the second phase and beg pitifully, ask her to let you sleep with her.¡± Yang Fan: ... Why does this scene feel so familiar? Zhou Wenhui probably hasn¡¯t been reading lots of books, but watching lots of movies. And these scenarios could almost be considered classic scenes. ¡°I don¡¯t think this method will necessarily work,¡± Yang Fan shook his head and said, ¡°Just for example, Little Mother, if it were you, would you agree?¡± Zhou Wenhui¡¯s eyes suddenly flared, ¡°I¡¯d kill him!¡± ¡°So, you see it wouldn¡¯t work,¡± Yang Fan then turned to Ye Tong, ¡°sister-in-law, what if it were you?¡± With a shy look in her eyes, Ye Tong swiftly glanced at Yang Fan and lightly pursed her lips, ¡°I... I don¡¯t know. It depends, I might agree, or I might not.¡± Her answer was ambiguous and unclear. But Yang Fan noticed her flickering and somewhat evasive gaze, as if the tactic might work on her. Perhaps he could try it out in the future. ¡°Little Mother, don¡¯t worry about giving advice on this matter, I¡¯ll think of something else,¡± Yang Fan said as he finished off the last grain of rice at the bottom of his bowl and stood up to leave, ¡°I¡¯ll leave the medicinal herbs for now, I¡¯ll sort them out when I have time.¡± He still had to go out and collect goods in the afternoon; he couldn¡¯t let what had already been spoiled interfere with other business. Recently, a few types of medicinal herbs had come into the market at rapidly rising prices, and Yang Fan wanted to seize the opportunity to collect more. ¡°Go do what you need to do; your sister-in-law and I will take care of the herbs,¡± Zhou Wenhui said. Yang Fan nodded, and after leaving the house on his three-wheeler, he first swung by Shen Lin¡¯s house nearby. He had fully embraced Zhou Wenhui¡¯s idea, but how to get close to Shen Lin¡¯s young wife Wei Juan was something Yang Fan couldn¡¯t figure out. This woman rarely left home, not even easy to find an opportunity to approach her. From a distance, he watched Shen Lin¡¯s house for a moment, Yang Fan pondered his next move and was about to leave when suddenly a woman, crying and covering her face, emerged from the nearby woods. The woman wore a white blouse on top, and her bottom half seemed to be clad only in a black pair of tattered pantyhose. Her attire made Yang Fan¡¯s eyes light up. Such an outfit was rare even in the town, yet he saw it in the village. Upon closer inspection, Yang Fan¡¯s expression froze; it was actually Shen Lin¡¯s young wife, Wei Juan. While dozing, a pillow appears? But... why was she crying in the woods dressed like that? Was she dragged in there? But that didn¡¯t seem right either. While Yang Fan harbored various suspicions, Wei Juan suddenly came straight at him, flailed punches and kicks while crying her eyes out¡ªeven though she was sobbing, her hits weren¡¯t soft at all. Yang Fan was so stunned that he pushed Wei Juan away and yelled, ¡°Are you crazy? Why are you hitting me for no reason?¡± Miss Wei, are you even human? You¡¯re asking me ¡®for no reason¡¯? Don¡¯t you know exactly what you¡¯ve done?¡± Wei Juan said bitterly, staring at Yang Fan and wiping away the tears rolling down her cheeks. Yang Fan was completely baffled; what had he done? Chapter 10 - 10 10 Coincidence or Conspiracy ?10: Chapter 10: Coincidence or Conspiracy? 10: Chapter 10: Coincidence or Conspiracy? ¡°What did I do? Clarify your statement!¡± Yang Fan yelled, puzzled. Wei Juan glared at Yang Fan with a resentful look, her lips tightly pursed as she bitterly said, ¡°Was it you who told Shen Lin that you slept with me, and that I called you daddy in your bed?¡± Yang Fan was utterly bewildered. What the hell is she talking about? I merely had the thought, and now I¡¯ve apparently completed the process of sleeping with her? ¡°So you mean to say that Shen Lin troubled you because I told him that you slept with me, and you even called me daddy in my presence?¡± Yang Fan pulled up the handbrake and slowly asked. In this matter, he vaguely smelled a conspiracy. Without a doubt, it was a drama orchestrated by Shen Lin himself. Just like Zhou Wenhu, he focused his attention on Wei Juan. This girl had somehow become a tool for others to achieve their purposes. Although Yang Fan couldn¡¯t yet fathom Shen Lin¡¯s motives, the facts were quite apparent. ¡°What do you mean by that?¡± Wei Juan, instantly riling up like an aggressive rooster, sharply questioned. ¡°Calm down, this issue has nothing to do with me. That old dog from your family just made a scene at my place too, destroying most of my herbs. So, he went straight from my house to hassle you, right?¡± Yang Fan said, glancing over at Wei Juan. A white shirt paired with black stockings, coupled with Wei Juan¡¯s cold, expressionless face, was purely seductive. Moreover, it seemed she was going braless under her shirt, as the outlines became faintly visible when the light shone over them. ¡°If it wasn¡¯t you who said it, how could he possibly slander me like that for no reason?¡± Wei Juan angrily retorted. After noticing Yang Fan¡¯s gaze, she suddenly covered her chest with her hands, glaring angrily at Yang Fan. Indeed, she was braless under her shirt, and when she grabbed it, the elasticity was quite noticeable. ¡°First of all, there¡¯s nothing between us, so why would I say that? Clearly, that old bastard from your house has other intentions. Did he mention anything when he was picking on you?¡± Wei Juan¡¯s eyes flickered with confusion, and she shook her head. ¡°Has he been acting unusually lately?¡± Yang Fan continued. Wei Juan shook her head again. After a moment of silence, she said somberly, ¡°He came back at noon and tortured me crazily, making me wear black stockings, act like a student, and even call him daddy. At first, I thought the bastard was drunk, but he didn¡¯t smell of alcohol at all. I refused, and he hit me.¡± ¡°I was so puzzled; he cursed me with foul language, saying I¡¯d rather call other men daddy than cooperate with his scheme. I had no idea what was happening. Only later did he mention it was about you and me!¡± ¡°That¡¯s pretty much everything. Besides that, I don¡¯t know what else has happened.¡± This explanation left Yang Fan quite stumped. ¡°Can that old bastard from your house read minds or something?¡± he muttered to himself purposefully. Wei Juan immediately looked at Yang Fan warily, ¡°What do you mean?¡± ¡°No, see, as a single guy, when a gorgeous married woman like you is around, it¡¯s quite normal for me to think a bit... right?¡± Yang Fan said a bit sheepishly, ¡°But to be completely honest, I never told Shen Lin those words; you need to find the reason between the two of you.¡± No matter what happened between Wei Juan and Shen Lin, he planned to employ the method Zhou Wenhu taught him: gradually throw out his thoughts, letting Wei Juan understand that he indeed had intentions toward her, planting that seed in her mind. Wei Juan glared at Yang Fan, biting her lower lip back and forth, yet said nothing. ¡°A new clerk came to the village, quite pretty, just over twenty. She often consults with Shen Lin about some issues, nearly two or three videos a day. Do you think this is related?¡± Wei Juan suddenly asked. ¡°I won¡¯t rule it out!¡± Yang Fan responded calmly, ¡°That old bastard from your family always wants to have the cake and eat it too. If he¡¯s taken a liking to another woman and is using this method to force you into a divorce, I wouldn¡¯t be surprised at all.¡± ¡°Framing you for infidelity, then spreading rumors to strip you of everything. By freeing himself of you, he can joyfully marry someone new, and he¡¯ll also have a reason to continue bothering me. It¡¯s killing three birds with one stone.¡± Though it was just Yang Fan¡¯s speculation, he felt it was very close to the truth. Wei Juan¡¯s gaze darkly fixed on the ground, her jaws clenched tight, ¡°He won¡¯t get away with it!¡± With a fierce tone, she suddenly jumped onto Yang Fan¡¯s tricycle. ¡°What... what do you mean by this?¡± Yang Fan looked down, confused, and asked. Chapter 11 - 11 11 Consistent Interests ?11: Chapter 11 Consistent Interests 11: Chapter 11 Consistent Interests When Wei Juan jumped into the car, Yang Fan only then noticed that she wasn¡¯t even wearing any shoes, with only black stockings wrapping her delicate and petite feet. Straight legs, delicate feet, and those extremely eye-catching black stockings made Yang Fan feel a subtle heat rising in his body. Dressed like this for business must be quite stimulating. ¡°Running away from home, I need to hide first, then find a way,¡± Wei Juan said indignantly. Yang Fan suddenly felt this might be a good opportunity. Only when two persons have the chance to be alone together is there a possibility to further develop their relationship. ¡°Were you specifically waiting for me here? But you could at least wear some shoes, isn¡¯t it uncomfortable?¡± Yang Fan teased intentionally. ¡°When he was carelessly whipping me with a belt, I took the chance to run out and didn¡¯t have time to put on shoes,¡± Wei Juan said coldly. Yang Fan looked slightly stunned, ¡°What do you mean by ¡®carelessly¡¯?¡± Wei Juan glanced sideways, casting a look toward the crotch of Yang Fan, ¡°Your big brother there, dangling carelessly!¡± Yang Fan: ... A real talent, to use an idiom like that. ¡°I shouldn¡¯t say this, but the games you play are a bit beyond my understanding,¡± Yang Fan clicked his tongue and sighed softly before starting the motor tricycle, ¡°Although Shen Lin is a bastard, I truly envy his luck. You¡¯re so beautiful and educated, yet you dress like this, letting him whip you carelessly... I can¡¯t even imagine.¡± A flush of crimson couldn¡¯t help but spread across Wei Juan¡¯s cheeks, and she stuttered, ¡°I can¡¯t do it, so I just have to fool him in other ways. When he¡¯s happy, I get the chance to do what I really want to do.¡± Yang Fan was curious to ask Wei Juan about her goals and what she could not do, but before he had the chance to speak, Wei Juan suddenly said, ¡°Just drive your car, what I do has nothing to do with you.¡± Yang Fan also had some intentions at the moment, otherwise, he might not have tolerated such a blunt exchange. Yang Fan asked, ¡°Where are you going now? Even if you¡¯re running away from home, you should have a destination, right?¡± ¡°First to the town to find a motel...¡± said Wei Juan. Then, pausing, her complexion slowly turned as red as a liver, and she pursed her lips tightly while looking down. Seeing her like this, Yang Fan could tell she had some unspeakable difficulties. Not surprisingly, she probably had no money on her. In her current state, without even carrying a phone, where would she get money? Although Yang Fan realized this, he didn¡¯t take the initiative to speak up about it and continued driving. As they were about to leave the village, Wei Juan seemed finally unable to hold back any longer, her head low as she muttered, ¡°Can you, lend me three hundred yuan?¡± ¡°Sure, but isn¡¯t three hundred a bit too little?¡± Yang Fan asked. ¡°Even if you stay in the cheapest place, it would only last two or three days at most.¡± ¡°Then, how about five hundred... Is that okay?¡± Wei Juan asked with a red face, looking very unnatural. ¡°Fine, but I have a condition,¡± Yang Fan said. Wei Juan¡¯s expression changed abruptly, and she covered her chest, ¡°Never mind, I¡¯ll find another way.¡± ¡°What are you doing?¡± Yang Fan hurriedly grabbed Wei Juan as she made to jump out of the car. However, his hand brushed across at such an angle that he accidentally touched some places he shouldn¡¯t have. Somewhat excessively soft, with plenty of elasticity. Wei Juan yelped, turned her head, and stared at Yang Fan with death in her eyes. She didn¡¯t speak, only her eyes were as sharp as knives, full of anger, grievance, and resentment. ¡°It was an accident, I was afraid you¡¯d fall!¡± Yang Fan hurriedly explained. Just as Wei Juan was about to stop crying, the corners of her mouth quivered with distress, and large tears rolled down from her eyes, ¡°You all want to play with me, right? Fine, I¡¯ll let you! Come on!¡± Perhaps frustrated to the extreme, Wei Juan sobbed, and suddenly ripped open her shirt. Suddenly, two pure white bunnies, with pink eyes, vigorously jumped out. Not very big, but very perky. Yang Fan was startled and, without taking the time to appreciate the plumpness in detail, swiftly turned the motor tricycle into a thicket. If anyone saw Wei Juan in this state, things would become irreparably complicated. After parking the car, he took off his outerwear and forcibly draped it over Wei Juan, ¡°What are you doing? I just said I had a condition, I didn¡¯t say it was for you to let me play, why the overreaction?¡± Even if he truly had that intention, he certainly couldn¡¯t say any more now. This woman was so agitated by Shen Lin that her mentality was almost breaking down. All of a sudden, Wei Juan leaned on the motor tricycle, crying her heart out, heart-wrenching and deafening. ¡°What did I do wrong? Why is Heaven treating me this way?¡± Yang Fan felt somewhat helpless for a moment. He carefully formulated his words in his mind, then spoke softly, ¡°Actually, I think your fate is quite good. You only feel that fate is harsh because you happened to meet Shen Lin and compromised with him.¡± ¡°If you had chosen to resist and refused to take the blame for him, you would probably be the village official here by now, stable and secure. How could you have ended up running away from home dressed like this? Besides, I think you still have a chance to choose. You don¡¯t have children or any burdens, so why be trapped by him, Shen Lin?¡± Wei Juan fell silent, and even the sound of her crying suddenly stopped. Her gaze was vacant, staring straight ahead at the empty woods. On the desolate grassland, wildflowers bloomed vividly, swaying gracefully with the breeze, releasing a quiet fragrance. Chapter 12 - 12 12 Wei Juans Purpose ?12: Chapter 12 Wei Juan¡¯s Purpose 12: Chapter 12 Wei Juan¡¯s Purpose Her marriage to Shen Lin always made her feel oppressed. She had no other choice but to settle for that. However, a few days before the wedding, she spent all her savings on a surgery. She had that place stitched up. Other women would undergo such cosmetic procedures to give their men a tighter sensation, a better experience. But for her, it was to prevent any further relations with Shen Lin, that malicious man. Because at that time, if she didn¡¯t compromise, she faced demotion and even more severe, imprisonment. This outcome was unbearable for Wei Juan. ¡°Actually, this matter originally had nothing to do with you, I shouldn¡¯t have blamed you today.¡± Wei Juan, resembling a walking corpse, gradually regained a glint of spirit in her eyes and spoke softly. ¡°I know Shen Lin treated me this way today because he has always had a grudge against me, and he knows very well that I would never cheat, since I¡¯m not capable of it.¡± Yang Fan was somewhat confused and unclear by Wei Juan¡¯s words. However, he thought it was due to Wei Juan being overly stimulated, and simply responded accordingly. ¡°These issues are not important, the real root is in your choices,¡± Yang Fan said. Wei Juan shook her head sadly and said, ¡°He had set several traps for me before, those matters that originally had nothing to do with me, now have become weapons he can use against me. Honestly, I had no choice.¡± Hearing this, Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but feel speechless, ¡°Are you responsible for the things you signed? Did you embezzle that money?¡± ¡°The money was in my card,¡± Wei Juan said, lifting her eyes that were veiled with a mist of tears, ¡°but I never used a cent of it, later all of it was transferred away by Shen Lin.¡± ¡°What is this all about?¡± Yang Fan asked, shocked. The girl seemed kind of adorably foolish. Wei Juan somberly said, ¡°Not long after I started my job, Shen Lin borrowed a card of mine, claiming it was for his son¡¯s loan. I didn¡¯t think much and agreed. At that time, he transferred several amounts of money using my card, totaling over six hundred thousand. Six hundred thousand... do you think that¡¯s enough to get me convicted?¡± Yang Fan was completely dumbfounded. He carefully thought about everything Wei Juan had told him, then he asked, ¡°So, when you earlier said you weren¡¯t capable of cheating, was it because of these compromises?¡± There was a shy look in Wei Juan¡¯s eyes as she gently shook her head, ¡°No, it¡¯s not that, it¡¯s because, there... it can¡¯t be entered, I had it surgically stitched up.¡± Yang Fan was stunned, could that really work? Looking at it this way, it seemed he also probably didn¡¯t stand a chance. However, the good news was that the two of them now seemed to have a common enemy. Thinking about it, Yang Fan asked, ¡°So what do you plan to do next?¡± ¡°I¡¯ve been collecting evidence against him for the past half year. Once the evidence is sufficient, I¡¯ll take him down with me, and neither of us will get off easily,¡± Wei Juan said bitterly, her eyes filled with tangible resentment. She seemed to truly despise Shen Lin to the core. Yang Fan nodded, ¡°I think I understand, but you don¡¯t have to make it so complicated. You could perhaps try approaching that document, Shen Lin might really be plotting against us this time. Then a rape charge could bring him down for good, and he¡¯d never recover, plus, you could end up with most of his fortune. Why think about a mutual destruction?¡± Wei Juan turned her head to look at Yang Fan, ¡°What if she is willing?¡± ¡°Be prepared on both fronts, collect evidence, and sue him. Your case is just over half a year old; the evidence should still be easy to gather. The money he handled, even if it was in your card, but you haven¡¯t touched a dime of it, how does that concern you?¡± Yang Fan patiently explained. This girl, it seems she really might have studied herself silly, her brain just couldn¡¯t quite grasp it. Wei Juan pondered thoughtfully and nodded, ¡°Actually, I¡¯ve already collected quite a lot of his evidence, I¡¯ve kept a ledger and some videos, which should be enough to get him fired, but the evidence might not be severe enough to get him imprisoned for ten or twenty years.¡± ¡°Along with you, or the upcoming incident with that document, wouldn¡¯t that be enough?¡± Yang Fan said. Wei Juan looked conflicted, biting her lower lip hard in thought, then suddenly she said firmly, ¡°Alright, I¡¯ll go back and organize the materials.¡± ¡°If there is anything you need from me, just say the word,¡± Yang Fan said in a deep voice. Wei Juan suddenly seemed a bit embarrassed and said, ¡°I need five hundred yuan right now.¡± ¡°Alright,¡± Yang Fan responded, and restarted the motorcycle. Due to Shen Lin¡¯s scheming and Wei Juan¡¯s special situation, things progressed smoother than he had expected. ¡°Here, this is for you.¡± Wei Juan pulled off Yang Fan¡¯s coat that she was wearing and handed it to him while covering her voluminous breasts with her right hand, yet large patches of white skin peeked through her fingers. Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but stare, ¡°You wear it first...¡± Chapter 13 - 13 13 Giving You Some Perks ?13: Chapter 13 Giving You Some Perks 13: Chapter 13 Giving You Some Perks ¡°No need, I¡¯ll just tie it up,¡± Wei Juan said shyly. ¡°Oh.¡± Yang Fan stared intently at the white snow glimpsed between Wei Juan¡¯s fingers, taking the jacket over to her. Blushing, Wei Juan quickly glanced at Yang Fan and turned to face away from him to tie her buttons. But in just a moment, she hesitatingly said, ¡°Um, the button fell off, can you... give me that jacket?¡± ¡°Look at the trouble you¡¯re going through, just wear it directly,¡± Yang Fan laughed. Wei Juan, covering her full bosoms with her right hand, shyly turned around to grab Yang Fan¡¯s jacket. But maybe because those two things were too big and too restless. She had just extended an arm when the left one suddenly popped out, entering Yang Fan¡¯s sight with an incredibly bouncy pose. Yang Fan¡¯s eyes instantly widened, and there was a ticklish feeling in his nose, as if something was about to burst out. He didn¡¯t want to miss this wonderful view and simply rubbed his nose with his hand. Sticky, nosebleed! Wei Juan quickly scrambled to contain her unruly bosoms, her face as red as ripe cherries, utterly enticing with shy blushes filling her eyes and brows. The sight of a woman with blushing cheeks is most charming. And Wei Juan was not bad-looking at all, with her petite round face, big eyes, and neatly kept short hair. She fumbled, holding the two restless little guys with both hands, and when she looked up, she met Yang Fan¡¯s intense gaze, with blood already oozing from the corner of his mouth. ¡°You... you¡¯re bleeding,¡± Wei Juan pointed out shyly with her hand. Yang Fan rubbed it off carelessly, ¡°It¡¯s okay, just a bit of a hot-blooded young man here. Do you want me to help you put it on?¡± ¡°That...¡± Wei Juan lowered her head, ¡°Have you... never touched a woman?¡± ¡°Can¡¯t you tell by this bloody mess?¡± Yang Fan laughed. Once she asked that, even if he had been with countless women, he could only say he had never touched even a fingertip of one. Struggling with her thoughts, Wei Juan then said hesitantly, ¡°You to me...¡± ¡°As a sexy and beautiful woman, it¡¯s normal for me to feel attracted to you,¡± said Yang Fan, pretending to be calm. Wei Juan looked up, her eyes shy, hazy as she slowly released her left hand and whispered softly, ¡°I... can only, only let you touch, if you want, then... come, come here. As for other things, I can¡¯t do it.¡± Although she had made a bold decision, she looked extremely nervous, her body tense and slightly trembling. ¡°Are you serious?¡± Yang Fan asked, somewhat incredulously. He had never expected the chance to come this easily. It seemed that Shen Lin had given him an assist; the old man had finally done something good for once. ¡°If you want to touch, do it fast before I change my mind. I¡¯m letting you indulge a bit because you look so pitiful...¡± Wei Juan suddenly cried out blushing and annoyed. Without hesitation, Yang Fan plunged both hands into Wei Juan¡¯s bosom. One hand on each side, he grabbed a palmful of fullness. Wei Juan¡¯s skin was smooth, and those little bunnies seemed restless enough to try escaping from his hands, no wonder she couldn¡¯t keep them contained. ¡°Mmm...¡± Wei Juan pursed her lips tightly and suddenly let out a soft moan, ¡°Don¡¯t squeeze the top, it hurts...¡± ¡°Can I have a taste?¡± Yang Fan asked breathlessly. Wei Juan quickly pressed down on Yang Fan¡¯s hands and shook her head firmly, saying, ¡°No.¡± ¡°Just a couple of bites?¡± Yang Fan squeezed closer to Wei Juan, freeing his right hand to wrap around her slender waist. The tricycle seat was really small, barely big enough for two people. With Yang Fan¡¯s slight movement, their bodies were pressed tightly together. Wei Juan¡¯s eyes, full of intense shyness, lifted slightly, and she quickly glanced at Yang Fan, her face turning crimson. Feeling the overpowering masculine scent of Yang Fan so close, her heart fluttered chaotically, her heart racing into a tangled mess, her mind blank, unsure of what to think or do. She nodded subconsciously, her heart unexpectedly filled with a bit of anticipation... The sensation was strange to her, as if a beam of light had suddenly cut through the darkness, shining on her. Seeing Wei Juan nod, Yang Fan pushed aside her thin, cicada-wing-like shirt with his left hand and immediately brought his mouth close to hers. Sucking gently, his tongue teasingly circled around. Although Yang Fan¡¯s practical experience consisted only of that hasty time with Wu Xuelan, he was very familiar with these procedures. In his phone, there were many masters, skilled teachers who had taught him a lot. ¡°Mmm... Mmm...¡± Wei Juan¡¯s brows furrowed slightly, her mouth slightly agape, releasing a series of soft moans as her hands suddenly clasped around Yang Fan¡¯s neck, pressing his head firmly against her soft, richly sweet fullness. Her body, like her emotion, was especially sensitive; the slightest touch triggered a series of chain reactions. Her legs, wrapped in black silk, had already started rubbing restlessly against each other. Thanks to his masters¡¯ teachings, Yang Fan knew that when a woman showed this reaction, she was usually in the mood. Wei Juan entered this state quite quickly. He freed his left hand and slid it along the seam of her leg. This time, Wei Juan did not refuse but cautiously opened her legs a little. The action seemed completely subconscious. With gentle rubs of his fingers, Yang Fan cautiously searched for that moist source. Wei Juan was not lacking; she was just very small. Her narrowness was such that even the least capable man might not be able to manage. Yang Fan tried every finger, finding only his pinky could delve deeper. With this diameter, deep and shallow exchanges with Wei Juan were clearly not possible. The situation was quite frustrating. The relationship had progressed so quickly, yet they couldn¡¯t get straight to the point, which was very annoying. ¡°Mmm... Ah¡ª¡± Wei Juan¡¯s mouth slightly opened, suddenly letting out a long moan. Even the thinness of Yang Fan¡¯s pinky seemed to provide her with fulfillment and stimulation. Before she married Shen Lin, she probably hadn¡¯t done much of this¡ªher place was cramped and narrow. Even Yang Fan¡¯s pinky could feel an intensely real warmth and tightness. ¡°Ah... stop, stop touching, I want... want...¡± Wei Juan clasped her hands around Yang Fan¡¯s neck, suddenly crying out urgently. Chapter 14 - 14 14 A Promise ?14: Chapter 14 A Promise 14: Chapter 14 A Promise ¡°What are you thinking about?¡± Yang Fan didn¡¯t stop what he was busying himself with by his mouth, but found a moment to ask. ¡°Thinking...¡± Wei Juan said in a low and embarrassed mumble, ¡°I want to pee...¡± Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but brighten up; although Wei Juan was already a young wife, her body seemed even more sensitive than a young girl¡¯s. He didn¡¯t know whether his judgment, learned from those famous masters, was precise. But wanting to pee seemed to suggest an imminent gush. ¡°Don¡¯t hold it,¡± Yang Fan said, lifting his head. ¡°No, that won¡¯t do... Please stop touching me, it¡¯s... it¡¯s making me uncomfortable,¡± Wei Juan said urgently. Having reached this point, how could Yang Fan easily stop? Even if he couldn¡¯t take that final step, he must familiarize himself with everything that ought to be familiar. Under the dual assault of Yang Fan¡¯s tongue and fingers, Wei Juan¡¯s moans gradually became more rapid and sharper. ¡°Ahh, ahhh... Ahhh¡ª¡± Her voice suddenly soared, and then Yang Fan felt his fingers get drenched. With a splashing sound, the wave splashed right onto the handle of the car. Wei Juan¡¯s neck instantly reddened, and her face turned so red it seemed like it could drip blood. She pressed her head against the back of Yang¡¯s neck like a quail and suddenly bit down hard, scolding discontentedly, ¡°I told you to stop, but you only did it faster, I¡¯ll bite you to death, you bad egg.¡± Yang Fan¡¯s mouth curled into a wicked smile as he lifted his head to capture Wei Juan¡¯s moist lips with his own. He had wanted to let Wei Juan see the results of his recent endeavors, but he really couldn¡¯t bear to remove his hand. After the watering, this land that had been artificially sealed off was moist in an indecent way. Wei Juan, with her eyes glazed over, clumsily responded to Yang Fan¡¯s domineering kisses, her tongue tentatively probing at times. Actually, the two of them could be said to be truly amateur peckers at this. Neither had ever kissed before; they were completely driven by instinct, clumsy enough to occasionally clink their teeth together. Suddenly a tricycle¡¯s sound approached from afar. Wei Juan instantly sobered up, and with a strong push, she pried herself away from Yang Fan. She sat up straight in a rush, slipping Yang¡¯s coat on in a matter of moments. Zipping up, she tucked her exceptionally smooth and full breasts deeply away. Perhaps a bit scared, she completed these actions with incredible speed. However, Yang Fan¡¯s fingers were still lingering in that place. Wei Juan sneaked a glance behind her and nervously pushed Yang¡¯s hand, ¡°Stop fooling around and hurry up, what if someone sees us?¡± ¡°But, I¡¯ve already been hooked by you to the point of no return,¡± Yang Fan laughed. Wei Juan¡¯s expression suddenly turned serious and she said, ¡°It was impulsive of me today, get it out of your mind after we leave.¡± ¡°That won¡¯t do; I have to remember it well. I should be able to remember this feeling for a lifetime,¡± Yang Fan replied decisively. ¡°Fine, remember it if you must; I can¡¯t control your memory anyway. Just remember, there won¡¯t be a next time,¡± Wei Juan said. Yang Fan was taken aback for a moment. Was this woman changing her face so quickly? ¡°You don¡¯t have to be so heartless. Give me a chance, won¡¯t you? Just a taste of sweetness and it¡¯s over?¡± Glancing at him seriously, Wei Juan said sternly, ¡°Shen Lin that old thing is clearly setting a trap for us both this time. If we keep this relationship and he catches us, won¡¯t it play right into his hands? Then he¡¯ll use it to control you. Knowing the way that old thing operates, he¡¯ll definitely make your family¡¯s life miserable. It¡¯ll be chaos.¡± ¡°And I¡¯ll be branded as someone who has lost her honor, destined to be swept out the door. All our hopes for what we wish to accomplish will be dashed.¡± ¡°If you really... really can¡¯t let go of my body, just hold on for now,¡± she said. ¡°If we can resolve this matter smoothly, I¡¯ll go have the surgery, and then... I¡¯ll give myself to you.¡± Chapter 15 - 15 15 Is Sister-in-laws Tea Tasty ?15: Chapter 15 Is Sister-in-law¡¯s Tea Tasty? 15: Chapter 15 Is Sister-in-law¡¯s Tea Tasty? Yang Fan happily agreed and immediately drove to the town. He first bought Wei Juan a set of clothes to cover up her enticing appearance. After changing clothes smoothly, Yang Fan chose a moderately priced hotel with a public phone at the reception and let Wei Juan settle in first. ¡°Call me if you need anything,¡± Yang Fan said. Wei Juan looked at Yang Fan somewhat embarrassedly and nodded lightly. ¡°Then I¡¯ll be leaving now, haha,¡± Yang Fan said with a wave of his hand, smiling. Wei Juan hesitated for a moment, seeming to want to say something but again appearing unable to speak. Yang Fan waited briefly; seeing that she held back whatever she wanted to say and nodded, he smiled and left the room. Today¡¯s ups and downs had been rather significant for this young lady; it was best to give her some time to acclimate, and he would come back to check on her in the evening or the following day. Amidst the peculiar glances of the receptionist, Yang Fan left the hotel. The receptionist probably wondered if Yang Fan was a quick shooter, as he had come down in less than three minutes. Feeling pleased, Yang Fan mounted his tricycle; no sooner had he turned a corner than a car blocked his path as if it were a robbery. Yang Fan was startled, hastily slamming on the brakes. He looked closely and saw it was Zhu Shanshan¡¯s, Old Zhou¡¯s wife¡¯s, car. The car window rolled down, revealing Zhu Shanshan¡¯s comparatively delicate face, ¡°Where are you off to, Fanzi?¡± ¡°Sister-in-law, you scared me to death. What if I had hit your car?¡± Yang Fan said, displeased. ¡°Hit it, hit it. My car is as sturdy and durable as I am; it can take a hit,¡± Zhu Shanshan said with a flirtatious smile. Yang Fan wasn¡¯t sure how to respond to her remarks, so he remained silent. ¡°If you¡¯re free, why not stop by my shop?¡± Zhu Shanshan asked, nodding her chin in the direction of her store. ¡°Sister-in-law, I¡¯m actually on my way to pick up some goods through the alleys and streets,¡± Yang Fan replied. ¡°Come on, come on. I¡¯ve already paid you for today, and I¡¯ve just bought a new cabinet I can¡¯t figure out how to assemble. Come over and help me out,¡± Zhu Shanshan insisted. ¡°Isn¡¯t Old Zhou at the shop?¡± Yang Fan said. ¡°A cabinet should be no trouble for him to handle.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t get me started on that old thing. That bastard has probably run off to the farm, guilt-ridden like a thief,¡± Zhu Shanshan¡¯s eyes flashed sharply, but she immediately switched to a warm tone, imploring Yang Fan, ¡°Come on, help your sister-in-law out.¡± With Zhu Shanshan inviting him so earnestly, Yang Fan definitely had to help with this small favor. Despite the fact that Old Zhou and his wife operated their shop in the Herb Market as if they were hawkers who couldn¡¯t afford a house, in reality, they were bona fide big bosses. In addition to purchasing goods in the Herb Market, they owned two farms for cultivating medicinal herbs. Zhu Shanshan also ran her own cosmetics shop, selling purely local cosmetics made from traditional Chinese medicine extracts. This shop was her own personal gold mine, one that Old Zhou usually had no hand in. ¡°Sister-in-law, you go ahead, and I¡¯ll be right there,¡± Yang Fan said. ¡°Then hurry up!¡± Zhu Shanshan called out cheerfully. Yang Fan agreed and followed after Zhu Shanshan¡¯s car departed. By the time he arrived at Old Zhou¡¯s shop, Zhu Shanshan had already brewed some tea. Glancing around the shop, Yang Fan asked, ¡°Sister-in-law, where¡¯s the cabinet?¡± Zhu Shanshan smiled gently, a nurturing smile like that of an elder sister, and said, ¡°It¡¯ll be delivered soon. Have some tea first while we wait.¡± Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but laugh, ¡°Sister-in-law, you¡¯re quite the planner, aren¡¯t you? The cabinet isn¡¯t here yet, but you¡¯ve already got the worker set up, right?¡± ¡°Who could have predicted we would run into each other? I was saving this task for you,¡± Zhu Shanshan replied, sitting down beside Yang Fan, her voluptuous and elegant body nearly pressed against his. However, Zhu Shanshan was always like this, and aside from a minor thrill inside, Yang Fan was quite accustomed to it. ¡°Sister-in-law, this tea tastes a bit odd?¡± Yang Fan said after taking a sip. It seemed to have a medicinal taste. Zhu Shanshan appeared slightly unnaturally as she flicked her hair and said, ¡°I don¡¯t know... This is Old Zhou¡¯s tea. If you don¡¯t like it, shall I get you another one?¡± ¡°It¡¯s fine; I¡¯ll try it again,¡± Yang Fan said, taking a couple more sips. The medicinal taste indeed became more apparent, and at the same time, his head began to spin violently. ¡°Sister-in-law, I think there¡¯s something off with this tea...¡± Before he could finish his sentence, his eyelids suddenly drooped, and he lost consciousness. He didn¡¯t know how much time had passed. As his consciousness slowly returned, Yang Fan opened his eyes to see a voluptuous and graceful figure straddling him, accompanied by soft rhythmic sounds, moving back and forth. For a moment, Yang Fan thought he was dreaming. He pinched his cheek hard. Ouch... that hurt. That silhouette...? Yang Fan focused his gaze, and his mind jolted. It was Zhu Shanshan! Even without her clothes and only showing her back, Yang Fan recognized her instantly. At that moment, Yang Fan was so shocked that his mind went blank. Zhu Shanshan had actually drugged him! And then, transformed into a female rider, she took advantage of him! As Yang Fan watched in stunned silence, the contented Zhushanshan suddenly shifted her long, slender legs and turned her curvaceous body around without missing a beat. Faced with the turned figure, Yang Fan¡¯s expression instantly changed! Zhu Shanshan had drugged him, clearly not wanting him to realize she was riding him. If she found out he was awake now... Chapter 16 - 16 16 Satisfying the Sister-in-Law ?16: Chapter 16: Satisfying the Sister-in-Law 16: Chapter 16: Satisfying the Sister-in-Law Thinking of this, Yang Fan hurriedly closed his eyes, preparing to pretend for a while. Through his half-closed eyelids, Zhu Shanshan¡¯s blushing face emerged. In a squatting position, she moved up and down wildly, her long neck arching high, her hands repeatedly kneading her quite plump and round breasts. Her hands were heavy, turning her delicate treats red. Yang Fan watched the continuously shaking soft fullness in front of him, his heart nearly leaping to his throat, as if a restless fire snake had taken residence in his body. He had always treated Zhu Shanshan as a sister-in-law who took special care of him; he never imagined she harbored such intentions towards him. The matter actually frustrated Yang Fan quite a bit. If there were intentions, straightforwardly declaring them would be great, setting things in motion right off the bat, why resort to drugging? This made it impossible for him to take initiative now. He wanted to open his eyes, but he was somewhat worried that it would startle Zhu Shanshan and cause her to keep her distance thereafter. Zhu Shanshan chose this method instead of openly sharing her feelings, definitely for some underlying reason. Yang Fan did not dare do anything rash before figuring out the reason. After all, having already gotten this far, he didn¡¯t just want to sample it and stop abruptly. Zhu Shanshan was a woman who knew how to play. This was a conclusion Yang Fan had just reached. Her movements were rhythmic, the frequency superb, and she knew how to suck and clench, nearly driving him to ecstasy. This was probably the charm of a married woman. Even if he did nothing, Zhu Shanshan could perform automatically. She was like an exquisitely smooth self-priming pump. Just then, Zhu Shanshan leaned forward, lowered her body, and pressed her fragrant, lush breasts against Yang Fan¡¯s face, gasping with a long breath, she whispered softly, ¡°Fanzi, will you help your sister-in-law by sucking them? Sister-in-law wants you to suck fiercely, to drain these unfaithful boobs dry, help your sister-in-law suck them dry.¡± Although her words sounded pleading, she continued to function automatically. Hanging the left one near Yang Fan¡¯s mouth, Zhu Shanshan forcibly pried open his mouth and stuffed the red tip in. ¡°Eat up, be good, suck your sister-in-law¡¯s well, let my reckless juices fill your mouth.¡± ¡°Ah... Fanzi, you are amazing. Your mouth, just like that place, makes me feel so good and comfortable.¡± Zhu Shanshan wore a wildly enchanting smile on her face, her figure like a delicate, blooming rose, irresistibly captivating. Initially, Yang Fan didn¡¯t directly suck, just holding it in his mouth and unconsciously smacking his lips a few times. After a slight buffer, he finally began to suck deeply. He still put on a bit of a facade, not making it terribly obvious. ¡°Fanzi, ah... you really are amazing, just like that feeling. Come on, eat your sister-in-law¡¯s boob well, look how they have already become this way, missing a man¡¯s touch, hurry, eat.¡± Zhu Shanshan motioned, calling out wildly with abandon. Perhaps thinking that Yang Fan was still unconscious, she shouted uninhibited, completely letting loose, any words you could think of bursting out from her mouth. Yang Fan still feigned unconsciousness closely, his mouth, however, moving quite animatedly, occasionally making a show of muttering in his sleep. ¡°Fanzi, do you like your sister-in-law¡¯s breasts? Are they especially tickling? Look, it¡¯s a pity you can¡¯t touch them, or else I¡¯d really like you to grab them hard, and take a good look at my naughty parts, you¡¯d definitely enjoy it,¡± she teased. Zhu Shanshan moved her delicate body up and down with a smack, and at the same time, she spoke breathlessly in a soft whisper near Yang Fan¡¯s ear. Yang Fan felt something very surreal for a moment. This was his sister-in-law, who was usually so dignified and graceful, full of nobility. She had turned utterly wanton now, her words fiercely seductive and irresistibly tempting. ¡°Fanzi, look, sister-in-law has eaten you up. You wouldn¡¯t mind me taking the lead, would you? It feels good, doesn¡¯t it? Want to reach inside sister-in-law and fill up this lewd thing?¡± Zhu Shanshan tilted her body back, bending over her lower belly to show Yang Fan the view of that area. It looked extremely tight from the outside, completely filled out, likely of a petite shape. This thing apparently had different names, but Yang Fan hadn¡¯t learned them from his mentors and couldn¡¯t recognize what exactly type Zhu Shanshan was. However, it looked very petite and cute, quite delicate and tender. Yang Fan had to struggle a lot to see the place Zhu Shanshan was directing him to. He had to make sure Zhu Shanshan didn¡¯t realize he was actually awake, but he really wanted to look; honestly, it was quite a dilemma for his eyes and eyelashes. Fortunately, Zhu Shanshan wasn¡¯t solely focused on Yang Fan but was admiring the connected spots between them with a face full of trance, otherwise he might have been caught. ¡°Fanzi, do you see, is it filled enough? I really love yours, it almost didn¡¯t fit when it first entered, and sister-in-law really had to work hard. You¡¯ve stretched me open, but truly, it feels so good, absolutely fantastic,¡± Zhu Shanshan said with an infatuated look in her eyes, whispering softly. Her soft, sweet whisper made Yang Fan¡¯s blood boil again, and he nearly felt like he was about to explode. Stirred by his emotions, his body naturally responded strongly, suddenly thrusting Zhu Shanshan a bit. This made Zhu Shanshan involuntarily let out a soft cry and also startled Yang Fan a bit; he was worried Zhu Shanshan would discover he was actually awake and quickly suppressed the fervor in his heart. But luckily, Zhu Shanshan was completely lost in a state of passion and didn¡¯t think much, instead giggling coquettishly, ¡°You little rascal, you¡¯re upset when I stop moving, huh? Okay, I¡¯ll move now, let you do it hard, do me to death, how about that?¡± Zhu Shanshan spoke, leaning over again, and forcefully stuffed the other full breast into Yang Fan¡¯s mouth, ¡°Oh dear, look, this breast popped out again, hurry up and eat, suck it well, sister-in-law¡¯s juices are quite plentiful, you must suck it dry, okay?¡± Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help feeling a bit amused by Zhu Shanshan directing the show, speaking provocatively. At this moment, her provocative words were like the drumbeats on a battlefield, spurring him forward, heating his blood with excitement. Yang Fan was already somewhat beside himself. In his heart, he had a strong impulse to flip Zhu Shanshan over, press her underneath him, and with all his strength, thrust in and out vigorously. But fortunately, Zhu Shanshan finally started moving, and her initial pace was very fast, matching the surge of desire in Yang Fan¡¯s heart. ¡°Fanzi, do you like your sister-in-law being this wild?¡± Zhu Shanshan asked, lying on top of Yang Fan, squeezing another full breast against his cheek. Her breathy, seductive whisper made Yang Fan¡¯s entire body involuntarily shiver. He did more than like it; he was utterly head over heels, the sensation was top-notch. ¡°Fanzi, want to do it inside sister-in-law, okay? Sister-in-law really wants it!¡± Chapter 17 - 17 17 Sister-in-laws Gentleness ?17: Chapter 17: Sister-in-law¡¯s Gentleness 17: Chapter 17: Sister-in-law¡¯s Gentleness Zhu Shanshan¡¯s question left Yang Fan somewhat speechless. He did want to. But the key thing was that the situation wasn¡¯t really up to him, whether it could go in or not all depended on her mood. ¡°Ah ah ah... Fanzi, harder, use more force, fiercely take your sister-in-law, put it all inside me.¡± Zhu Shanshan seemed to reach the climax again, shouting in a high-pitched voice that was shrill yet sweet, so seductive that Yang Fan felt his bones go soft and his body tense up instantly. He felt he was about to come too. Feeling the change in his body, Zhu Shanshan immediately sensed it and asked sweetly, ¡°Fanzi, are you about to come too? Don¡¯t be gentle with your sister-in-law, put it all inside me, give it all to me. Don¡¯t worry about pregnancy, sister-in-law won¡¯t get pregnant, just let it all go inside, ah ah... Fanzi, I really love you.¡± Zhu Shanshan cried out intensely, her voice high and fierce. Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but feel a mix of amusement and helplessness. Old Zhou¡¯s wife was quite the actress; her self-directed performance was exceptionally compelling. The only pity was that he couldn¡¯t make sense of the situation and dared not wake up. If only he could be awake while Zhu Shanshan continued like this, that would be truly fantastic. After a fierce round of extraction by Zhu Shanshan, Yang Fan finally couldn¡¯t hold it any longer and completely surrendered himself to Zhu Shanshan. He didn¡¯t know how long he had been unconscious, but this time, under the encouragement of Zhu Shanshan¡¯s wild words, it was obviously much faster than the last time he¡¯d been with Wu Xuelan. But honestly, against Zhu Shanshan¡¯s sultry words, he really couldn¡¯t hold back¡ªthey had him boiling with excitement in just a few sentences. ¡°Ah ah ah... such intense heat, so much of it,¡± Zhu Shanshan, drenched in sweat, collapsed onto Yang Fan¡¯s body, her body convulsing intensely as if electrified, while she pressed her full breasts heavily against Yang Fan¡¯s face, letting him indulge and tease them as he wished. Yang Fan also reached the ultimate level of comfort. Much more comfortable than the last time with Wu Xuelan. That time had been his first encounter with this sort of thing, so he was somewhat nervous, and with Old Zhou and his wife right outside, it made him very uncomfortable. Although physically quite strong and able to last a long time, the experience hadn¡¯t been particularly pleasurable. But this time, he truly felt what it meant to be utterly gratified. After resting on Yang Fan for a while, Zhu Shanshan finally regained some energy, slowly sat up, removed the fullness from Yang Fan¡¯s mouth, and said softly, ¡°You¡¯ve had enough for now, stop eating, sister-in-law will clean up the battlefield for you, it¡¯s so messy you¡¯d feel uncomfortable when you wake up, shall I clean it up with my mouth for you?¡± Yang Fan¡¯s heart suddenly throbbed, overwhelmed with delight, could it really be possible? Zhu Shanshan was actually willing to take him in with her mouth? Having envied such service in adult films and imagined it countless times, even dreaming similar scenarios, Yang Fan had never truly experienced it before, and he didn¡¯t know what it felt like. He really hadn¡¯t expected Zhu Shanshan not only to be willing but to do it after they were done, which made Yang Fan¡¯s heart surge with excitement. Immediately thereafter, his body responded intensely. This change was instantly noticed by Zhu Shanshan. With a mischievous smile curling on her lips, she lightly grazed Yang Fan¡¯s nose, ¡°You little rascal, even after being put at ease you¡¯re still not behaving; do you want more? But sister-in-law can¡¯t take it anymore, you¡¯re about to wake up and I don¡¯t dare continue. I¡¯ll just do it with my mouth for now, next time let¡¯s continue and you can ravage me fiercely, how about that?¡± At this moment, Yang Fan truly wanted to open his eyes and tell her, it¡¯s okay, it¡¯s even better if I¡¯m awake, let¡¯s rest a bit and then continue. But he still hesitated inwardly, and eventually, he suppressed that impulse and kept his eyes closed. He wanted to be with Zhu Shanshan a few more times, not wanting it to abruptly end like that. Although Zhu Shanshan had been incredibly unrestrained while he was unconscious, that might not be the case once he awoke. Although Yang Fan was quite inexperienced in matters between men and women, he knew that a woman¡¯s heart is an impenetrable needle in the sea, not so easily guessed. Her current attitude did not guarantee that Zhu Shanshan would maintain the same composure when he suddenly opened his eyes. Zhu Shanshan, with her enticing, hazy eyes, slowly slithered down to Yang Fan¡¯s lower abdomen, toyed around a bit, and then opened her mouth wide and slowly started moving. Yang Fan, with his eyes slightly squinted, couldn¡¯t help but watch with his heartbeat accelerating. Amazing! The feeling was too comfortable, this was truly what dying for want of pleasure felt like. Zhu Shanshan teased him briefly, then suddenly looked up at Yang Fan. Her intense, fiery gaze made Yang Fan¡¯s heart skip a beat, fearing he might have been discovered. Just as he was thinking this, Zhu Shanshan suddenly tilted her chin toward him, opening her gorgeous red lips. Yang Fan clearly saw her nimble tongue tip tinged with droplets of white. Zhu Shanshan moved her mouth a bit, then suddenly swallowed with a gulp. Yang Fan¡¯s heart jerked violently, instantly feeling as if he had been electrocuted. She... she actually swallowed it! Yang Fan had seen this kind of thing in those little films. But that was scripted, hard to compare with real situations. Despite anything else, Yang Fan always felt it could be recreated in reality, but he always thought this particular act unlikely. Unexpectedly, Zhu Shanshan had just dramatically performed it for him. At this moment, Yang Fan¡¯s state of mind could be described as both shocked and excited. From now on, Zhu Shanshan would be his master. Today, she had indeed led Yang Fan through several firsts. The first time being drugged, the first time being forcefully handled, the first time hearing such fervent and explicit dirty talk. And the first time being pleasured orally, as well as this first time being swallowed... ¡°Mmm... it tastes kind of like seafood, salty and savory.¡± Zhu Shanshan half-closed her eyes and savored the moment, then suddenly giggled and said, ¡°It¡¯s quite delicious, you can continue to feed your sister-in-law next time, your sister-in-law likes it.¡± Yang Fan truly felt as if he was floating on clouds at that moment, lost in the exhilarating comfort. Forget about the next time; he wanted every time after this to be like this for Zhu Shanshan. After licking her lips, Zhu Shanshan bent down and started sucking again. She did it meticulously, with both deep and shallow movements, cleaning him up meticulously inside and out. After finishing, she cleaned him up with a wet towel, then tidied up his clothes. After doing all this, she knelt beside Yang Fan¡¯s head completely naked, and suddenly said with some regret, ¡°I was actually thinking of having you help me with your mouth too, but I was worried you¡¯d wake up and taste the remnants in your mouth, so... I had to give up on that idea.¡± Chapter 18 - 18 18 Cordyceps ?18: Chapter 18 Cordyceps 18: Chapter 18 Cordyceps Listening to Zhu Shanshan¡¯s regretful whispers, Yang Fan really wanted to tilt his head and tell her, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, just go for it. I definitely won¡¯t mind. I would like to explore, too.¡± But, in the end, reason overpowered the impulse of the moment. To aim for a long-term goal, he must suppress the small impulse at the moment. As long as they maintained this state, there would certainly come a day when they could act without any inhibition. But if Zhu Shanshan was frightened now, whether there would be a future opportunity was truly another matter altogether. Zhu Shanshan leaned over and kissed Yang Fan¡¯s lips, then reluctantly stood up and got dressed. Her figure was beautiful, well-maintained with curves in all the right places, and her skin soft as silk. No one would guess that she was a woman in her early thirties from any angle. Zhu Shanshan wasn¡¯t short of money, running a cosmetics company that produced purely traditional Chinese medicine formulations. It was clear she was willing to invest both in her face and in her figure. Yang Fan¡¯s eyes shifted slightly, taking in her figure, then quickly averted his stealthy gaze. He was afraid to look more, in case he was discovered. This encounter today had thoroughly revealed another side of Zhu Shanshan to Yang Fan. She was not simply unrestrained, but also uniquely pleasant. After Zhu Shanshan had put on her clothes, she left, and Yang Fan heard the sound of the rolling shutter door. To handle her needs, she had even specifically closed the door. But it made sense, she wouldn¡¯t dare to cry out unrestrainedly if the door wasn¡¯t closed. If any sound escaped, it would be strange if a crowd of onlookers didn¡¯t gather at the door. Yang Fan continued to lie down inside, thinking since he was pretending, he might as well do a thorough job, and decided to sleep for a while longer. He had no idea what time it was, but clearly, roaming the streets that afternoon was out of the question. After a brief nap and waking up, Yang Fan heard voices outside; Zhu Shanshan seemed to be settling accounts, as he got up from the bed and stretched leisurely. Today was truly comfortable. Comfortable in every way, and even the sleep was good. Stepping into the outer room, Zhu Shanshan was paying two movers. Seeing Yang Fan come out, she asked with a smile, ¡°Awake now, Fanzi?¡± Feigning ignorance, Yang Fan asked, ¡°Sister-in-law, how did I end up asleep here?¡± ¡°Who knows? I was thinking of having you rest a bit and then help me with some tasks. But look at you, after drinking two cups of tea, you fell straight into sleep. I¡¯m really envious of that sleep quality, not even a second passed, and you were out,¡± Zhu Shanshan said with a hint of sultry mischief in her eyes, her face casual as she spoke to Yang Fan. ¡°I guess you were tired, so I couldn¡¯t bear to wake you. You¡¯re all grown up, how can you still fall asleep like a child just like that?¡± She was acting so convincingly. Yang Fan muttered in bafflement, ¡°Why can¡¯t I remember anything at all?¡± ¡°You fell asleep instantly, what could you remember?¡± Zhu Shanshan said, chuckling softly, with a slight blush on her cheeks. Though there was a hint of shyness, she appeared completely untroubled, just like nothing had happened. Zhu Shanshan had dismissed the two workers and pointed to a pile of parts in the corner of the wall, ¡°There is the cupboard, now that you¡¯re awake, help your sister-in-law and keep an eye on the store. I¡¯m stepping out for a bit and will be back soon.¡± Yang Fan glanced at the pile, and he had every reason to suspect that Zhu Shanshan bought that cupboard just to fool him. The offer to help set it up might have been just a spur-of-the-moment excuse. But whether it was an excuse or not, Yang Fan was too comfortable to care. He actually hoped more such excuses would come along. ¡°Sister-in-law, go about your business. I can handle this little task,¡± Yang Fan said with a smile. Zhu Shanshan winked at Yang Fan, ¡°Keep an eye out for customers for me, don¡¯t chase them all away.¡± ¡°Got it.¡± Yang Fan grabbed his tools and started working on the pile of parts. Zhu Shanshan picked up her red handbag, sashaying out the door with her plump, perky buttocks, her smile as radiant as the spring sunshine. However, her walk was a bit awkward, as she kept involuntarily squeezing her legs together. Yang Fan watched her for a moment before turning his attention back to the task at hand. The cupboard Zhu Shanshan bought clearly wasn¡¯t carefully chosen. The materials used were not very good, it only appeared fashionable and modern, giving off a hastily completed deal vibe. The store had been quiet all day, but as Yang Fan was nearing completion, suddenly a girl who looked to be about eighteen or nineteen, timidly carrying a backpack, appeared at the entrance. She had a ponytail and wore round-frame glasses, looking sweet and demure. The girl peeked into the shop and asked softly, ¡°Is anyone here?¡± At that moment, Yang Fan was fitting the backboard of the cupboard. He poked his head out and responded, ¡°What do you need?¡± ¡°Oh, well...I have some herbs I¡¯d like to sell, and I¡¯m wondering if you buy them?¡± the girl asked carefully. ¡°What kind of herbs?¡± Yang Fan took off his gloves and came out, sizing up the girl and feeling a bit dazzled by her appearance. This girl was genuinely pure. Her face was fair, her features delicate, and she had a quiet demeanor with an intense scholarly vibe. She looked like a high school student, and a student of her demeanor was likely among the top in her class at school. The girl took off her backpack and pulled out a very neatly wrapped cloth bundle, laying it out on the table. Yang Fan¡¯s expression changed slightly as he saw what was inside. It was Cordyceps! And at a rough glance, it was not a small quantity, nearly about two hundred sticks. The girl spoke very cautiously, ¡°This is something my grandfather collected. He recently fell ill and was hospitalized, needing some money for surgery. There¡¯s no one else at home, so I thought maybe I could sell these to help with his medical expenses.¡± While Yang Fan dealt in various mountain products and herbal materials, he never dealt in Cordyceps. Firstly, his resources were limited, and he couldn¡¯t afford Cordyceps. Secondly, this business was notoriously complex. Unexpectedly, merely helping Zhu Shanshan watch the store for a while, he had already encountered such a seller. Yang Fan picked up one and inspected it closely, asking, ¡°How much do you want to sell them for?¡± The girl shook her head, her expression very cautious as she spoke softly, ¡°I¡¯m not sure, can you make an offer? I asked a few places before, and they offered between one hundred and twenty to one hundred and fifty per piece.¡± Yang Fan chuckled lightly, ¡°Then you should have sold them to the store offering one hundred and fifty. If you want me to buy, I can only offer you ten yuan a piece.¡± Chapter 19 - 19 19 Picking Up a Dead Body at the Scene ?19: Chapter 19: Picking Up a Dead Body at the Scene 19: Chapter 19: Picking Up a Dead Body at the Scene The cordyceps market is so deep that newcomers almost always step into a huge pit. Although Yang Fan didn¡¯t deal with these items, he had studied them and could still distinguish between real and fake. The girl looked pure and charming, but the cordyceps she brought were not charming at all. Because these were substandard quality medicinal herbs. These items were almost indistinguishable from real cordyceps, with a similarity of up to ninety percent. They were indeed a type of Chinese medicine and were not cheap at all, with prices ranging from several thousand to tens of thousands per pound. ¡°Ten yuan? Are you trying to rip me off? Who bargains like this?¡± the girl shouted, clearly displeased. ¡°The price I¡¯m offering is quite generous,¡± Yang Fan said as he picked up a cordyceps to examine it more closely before putting it down. ¡°You¡¯ve already asked other places, haven¡¯t you? Their prices must have been even lower. Normally, these items cost about eight yuan each, and those of poorer quality fetch even less.¡± ¡°I¡¯m giving you a straight-up offer because the ones you brought look quite plump and nice. If you want to sell, leave them here; if you think I¡¯m ripping you off, feel free to look elsewhere.¡± The girl looked morosely at Yang Fan and after a long moment said, ¡°No, aren¡¯t cordyceps very expensive? Since when did they become so cheap? Look closely again, these are real cordyceps. If you don¡¯t believe me, I can eat one to show you!¡± While speaking, she suddenly picked up a cordyceps and threw it into her mouth. Yang Fan was about to stop her, but she had already swallowed it with two crunches. ¡°You shouldn¡¯t eat these things carelessly!¡± Yang Fan shouted anxiously. Substandard quality medicinal herbs did possess significant medicinal properties and were chemically similar to real cordyceps. However, they were somewhat toxic, and consuming too much could lead to poisoning. Seeing her swallow it whole, Yang Fan didn¡¯t know if that counted as an excessive amount or a reasonable one. He was no doctor and wasn¡¯t well-versed in setting those limits. ¡°See, nothing¡¯s wrong with me,¡± the girl said, sticking out her tongue and spinning around to deliberately show Yang Fan that she was unharmed. Yang Fan looked at the girl, who appeared innocent and cute but seemed a bit off in the head, and said, ¡°Whether it¡¯s real cordyceps or not, I don¡¯t think that¡¯s how you¡¯re supposed to verify it.¡± ¡°Why not? I¡¯ve heard that real cordyceps are very nourishing, and I¡¯ve always been quite weak. If these were real, I¡¯d definitely start blushing and get a nosebleed after eating them. Wouldn¡¯t that prove that my product is genuine?¡± the girl stubbornly said. Her words weren¡¯t completely wrong, but they were overly simplistic. Substandard quality medicinal herbs also had a similar efficacy, yet their prices were worlds apart from real cordyceps. No matter what caused this price discrepancy, Yang Fan was a businessman; he couldn¡¯t let himself lose money just because the effects were similar. He wasn¡¯t about to do something so foolish. ¡°Look, here it comes,¡± the girl suddenly said, raising her slim finger to her nose as a trail of fresh blood began trickling down. Yang Fan felt frustrated. Even if she still bled from her nose, he couldn¡¯t possibly offer a price of one hundred and fifty yuan per piece. Even real cordyceps weren¡¯t purchased at such a high price. Before Yang Fan could speak, the girl suddenly collapsed to the ground with a thud. This occurrence was so sudden that it even startled Yang Fan, who quickly went over to help her up. Her face was flushed red, and her body trembled slightly as if she were having convulsions. The symptoms seemed very much like those of poisoning. Yang Fan did not dare delay and hastily carried the girl inside. He laid her flat on the bed, quickly made some salt water, and poured it down the girl¡¯s throat. While administering the water, Yang Fan unbuttoned her collar to breathe more easily. After doing these, Yang Fan¡¯s palms slightly curled as he gently tapped on the girl¡¯s back at a slowed pace. This was an old method, and he wasn¡¯t sure if it would work. Substandard quality cordyceps were toxic, but not intensely so; most people would recover after a short while. However, the effects of poisoning varied from person to person, depending on their constitution; outcomes could be drastically different. At the moment, Yang Fan could only hope for the best, ready to rush her to the hospital if there weren¡¯t any significant consequences soon. While tapping her back, he continued pouring salt water into her, and after a whole bowl, Yang Fan picked her up. He placed his hands on her abdomen, which was devoid of any extra fat, and rhythmically pressed to induce vomiting. If she could vomit some out, her condition would definitely improve. After about twenty presses, the girl suddenly moved her throat and vomited with a burst. Once she started, it was like the Yellow River flowing backwards, and it went on uninterruptedly. After vomiting, her eyes also opened. Only then did Yang Fan breathe a sigh of relief and said with some speechlessness, ¡°You really eat quickly. I couldn¡¯t even stop you, luckily nothing serious happened, otherwise, I might have had to cover your medical expenses.¡± ¡°What... what happened to me?¡± the girl adjusted her round glasses and asked weakly. ¡°What else could it be? It¡¯s the cordyceps you took,¡± said Yang Fan bluntly. ¡°Hurry up and tidy up; I guess your clothes are ruined. It¡¯s not convenient for me to help you, you better do it yourself.¡± Her top and skirt were a mess from the vomit; wearing them was definitely not an option. ¡°How did this happen?¡± the girl muttered, looking confused. She probably couldn¡¯t believe that eating cordyceps could have turned her into this. She struggled to stand up but stumbled and fell back onto the bed, her face embarrassed as she pleaded, ¡°Big brother, could you help me? I feel dizzy.¡± Looking at her condition, Yang Fan rubbed his forehead, somewhat reluctantly nodded, ¡°Okay, but let me make it clear beforehand. If I touch somewhere, you can¡¯t blame me. Anyway, you vomited quite accurately.¡± Although the girl looked skinny, her chest was exceptionally prominent; it seemed like Yang Fan held her a bit high, and most of the vomit was blocked by those. The girl nodded shyly, wrinkling her brow and turning her head away. It seemed she was also overwhelmed by the smell of her own vomit. Yang Fan found a pair of disposable gloves at the front counter and cushioned them with three layers of tissue paper inside and out before starting to clean up for her. Although he liked beautiful women, he was picky about what came out of them. After cleaning the mess below her collar, suddenly a bright white cleavage was exposed in front of Yang Fan. A pair of smooth, snow-white breasts were tightly wrapped in a matching white bra, looking extremely enticing with hints of pink barely visible at the edges. The girl was wearing a white shirt paired with a sky-blue pleated skirt, looking very innocent. But once soaked, it was transparent enough. Chapter 20 - 20 20 Vomited ?20: Chapter 20: Vomited 20: Chapter 20: Vomited Yang Fan¡¯s gaze was locked intently on the pristine and enchanting body before him, and he couldn¡¯t help feeling a bit dry-mouthed and tongue-tied. Even men at the age of eighty still fancy eighteen-year-olds, the body of a pure and beautiful young girl just seems extra delicate. Her skin was as tender as a baby¡¯s, feeling like it might ooze water if pinched. Her full breasts were indeed milky white, eliciting desire. Perhaps sensing that Yang Fan had been silent for too long, the girl suddenly turned her head and met Yang Fan¡¯s intense gaze. Her face instantly changed color, and she quickly pressed her hands tightly against her prominently rising chest. Yang Fan, being tactful, sat up and said earnestly, ¡°It¡¯s soaked through, I didn¡¯t mean to look.¡± ¡°But you can¡¯t just keep... staring like that,¡± the girl stammered, her cheeks flushing with embarrassment. Yang Fan calmly said, ¡°Beautiful things are always particularly captivating.¡± ¡°You... you shouldn¡¯t talk nonsense,¡± the girl glared at Yang Fan, annoyed. Yang Fan appeared quite indifferent, after all, he hadn¡¯t done anything; he had just dried her off and happened to see. Just as he regretted that the beautiful sight had slipped away, he suddenly noticed another beautiful scene. It seemed a blessing in disguise! Because the girl was sprawled on the edge of the bed in disarray, her skirt was short, not even fully covering her knees. Yang Fan hadn¡¯t noticed it while sitting on the bedhead before. But now, standing down there, that view began to reveal itself intermittently before him. It was black, and because it was tightly bound, the marks there were clearly visible. Her two long legs were fair and slender, the skin translucent. Even without touching, Yang Fan could see they were smooth enough. Just a bit too thin, if she were slightly plumper, she would be perfect. ¡°Do you want to change your clothes?¡± Yang Fan calmly watched and carefully scrutinized her as he casually asked. ¡°No!¡± the girl flatly refused Yang Fan. Clearly, in her mind, Yang Fan was no longer a decent person. ¡°...Ah,¡± Yang Fan responded indifferently, his body leaning slightly back against the cabinet. Although he was not sure, he could vaguely make out that the girl was not wearing boxers, but a bikini. The triangular shape not only provides stability but also has a strong seductive quality. This girl¡¯s lying posture combined with the intermittently visible scene there involuntarily sparked some explosive imagination in Yang Fan, hinting that something beautiful could happen. It¡¯s just a shame that while one may have the heart of a thief, one really shouldn¡¯t have the courage of one. Just then, footsteps came from outside. It was probably Zhu Shanshan coming back. Just as Yang Fan thought about going out, Zhu Shanshan, wearing a pair of black high heels, walked in carrying bags of stuff. Seeing the girl on the bed lying spread-eagled like a corpse, Zhu Shanshan was stunned. She looked incredulously at Yang Fan, ¡°Fanzi, switching to a new one each day? Isn¡¯t this frequency a bit too diligent? Are you guys just about to start, or what? Oh... well, continue, I¡¯ll go keep watch at the door for you.¡± Zhu Shanshan was very sensible, firing off several questions while also providing the answers herself. She put down her things without any hesitation and turned to leave right away. Yang Fan hurriedly stopped her, ¡°Sister-in-law, you misunderstood. Today was an accident. She chewed on a piece of substandard quality medicinal herbs to prove to me that her cordyceps were real, and she got poisoned.¡± At that moment, the girl who heard the noise struggled to sit up, with her cheeks flushed red as if she were drunk, and nervously explained, ¡°Yes, you misunderstood. But... my cordyceps are genuine, not some substandard medicinal herbs.¡± She was quite stubborn about it. But just as she sat up, the imprint on her chest became even more pronounced. Presumably because the wet spot had spread, making almost her entire bra visibly apparent. It was only then that Yang Fan noticed her bra was quite fashionable, that type of half-cup style that just covered the central fullness, the little beans on top seeming ready to pop out at any moment. In front of Zhu Shanshan, Yang Fan didn¡¯t dare to look too blatantly, but he also eagerly anticipated those little things popping out for him to get a true view and see just how pink they were. His glimpse earlier only let him see they seemed quite fair, but he hadn¡¯t caught the full view. Zhu Shanshan eyed them suspiciously, her gaze shifting between Yang Fan and the girl, and asked, ¡°Then what¡¯s with your clothes?¡± The girl glanced down and pointed at Yang Fan, saying, ¡°He made me throw up.¡± ¡°No, clarify your words, what do you mean I made you throw up? You couldn¡¯t have woken up if you hadn¡¯t thrown up,¡± Yang Fan hurriedly said, ¡°I induced the vomiting, not made you vomit.¡± The girl¡¯s cheeks suddenly reddened, and with a somewhat resentful look, she glanced at Yang Fan and muttered, ¡°If you hadn¡¯t stressed that, I wouldn¡¯t have known my words could mean something else, you jerk.¡± ¡°If you¡¯re going to say that, settle the cleaning fee!¡± Yang Fan said, extending his hand, ¡°Do you know how hard it is to clean up the mess from vomiting?¡± The girl shouted indignantly, ¡°I¡¯ll pay you once I¡¯ve bought the cordyceps. Besides... thank you for saving me, I didn¡¯t know that stuff could be poisonous if eaten.¡± Her attitude was still quite good, but she had a bit of a temper. All feisty and fierce. ¡°Fanzi, you go out first, since there¡¯s nothing between you two. I¡¯ll find some clothes for this girl to change into,¡± Zhu Shanshan said with a smile. Yang Fan nodded and went to the other room to continue assembling the cabinet he hadn¡¯t finished. With this girl¡¯s interruption, his plans for the day were thoroughly disrupted. Afterward, he could just head home. By the time Yang Fan¡¯s cabinet was completed, the girl had changed into another outfit and came out. Zhu Shanshan might have done it on purpose, as she found the girl a low-cut camisole dress. The originally sweet and cute girl instantly grew up, acquiring a bit of a model¡¯s presence. ¡°So about this cordyceps, are you still going to buy it?¡± the girl asked somewhat shyly, particularly when looking at Yang Fan, her gaze a bit uncertain as she reflexively covered up more of her exposed cleavage with her hand. ¡°Let me see,¡± Zhu Shanshan came out. She took a closer look at the cordyceps the girl had brought and said, ¡°Fanzi is right, these are substandard quality medicinal herbs, close relatives to the caterpillar fungus with high medicinal value, but the price isn¡¯t high. For this quality, I can offer you fifteen per gram, what do you think?¡± ¡°Then, never mind, I¡¯ll look elsewhere. I¡¯ll wash and return this dress to you tomorrow, sister,¡± the girl said somewhat disappointedly. ¡°No worries, whenever it¡¯s convenient for you to bring it over is fine,¡± Zhu Shanshan said warmly, smiling. Yang watched the girl walk away and finally said, ¡°Actually, I originally thought she was a swindler.¡± Chapter 21 - 21 21 Sister-in-Laws Demonstration ?21: Chapter 21 Sister-in-Law¡¯s Demonstration 21: Chapter 21 Sister-in-Law¡¯s Demonstration Zhu Shan waved her hand and said, ¡°Let¡¯s not talk about this, Fanzi. I bought you some stuff, stew it when you get back.¡± Zhu Shanshan spoke as she brought out the large and small packages she had carried out earlier from the inner room. As soon as Yang Fan saw those things, his cerebral cortex began to throb faintly. It seemed Zhu Shanshan was prepared to nourish him to death and then squeeze him dry! The bags contained all sorts of divine supplements. Apart from various whips missing, it seemed everything else was there. ¡°Sister-in-law, are you trying to kill me? I¡¯m a single dog, and you¡¯re nourishing me like this, I might not be able to handle it!¡± Yang Fan said incredulously, his body was still very robust, having dealt with just a couple of times, his capital was barely scratched. Who needed such crazy nourishment! ¡°Nourish a bit, solidify the foundation. The sooner you nourish, the sooner you benefit, take it!¡± Zhu Shanshan¡¯s eyes twinkled with a seductive charm as she spoke smilingly, ¡°Sister-in-law is doing this for your own good, no need to be formal.¡± Yang Fan couldn¡¯t resist Zhu Shanshan and reluctantly accepted all these things. The plans of roaming the streets in the afternoon were obviously off the table. After leaving Zhu Shanshan¡¯s, Yang Fan went straight home. When he arrived home, the sunset was resting on the edge of the mountains, intimately kissing the lush green mountain ranges, performing their daily act of deep affection like lovers deeply in love. The once unreachable sun was teased by the mountains until its face turned red. Even the surrounding clouds blushed and shyly covered their faces, scurrying away from this grand ¡®killing of single dogs¡¯ scene. Yang Fan parked his car in the simple carport, carrying Zhu Shanshan¡¯s precisely gifted packages, and entered the old house bathed in the sunset. In the second courtyard, sister-in-law Ye Tong was bending over washing her almost waist-long hair. Her black hair fell smoothly like a waterfall, and from the roomy neckline, two lively little bunnies hopped around restlessly with Ye Tong¡¯s movements, seeming as if they were about to jump out. Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but stare, today it seemed he was particularly fated with these two little creatures. At Zhu Shanshan¡¯s, he hadn¡¯t had enough of a look, and just upon entering the door, his sister-in-law had set him up. He put down the stuff and walked over to Ye Tong. ¡°Sister-in-law, let me help you wash.¡± Ye Tong, hearing him, pushed back her black hair, and wiped off the water dripping onto her face, smiling, ¡°Why did you come back so early today?¡± ¡°Ran into some issues, got delayed a bit, didn¡¯t catch much today.¡± Yang Fan didn¡¯t wait for Ye Tong¡¯s permission and started right away. ¡°Well, then help me wash the back.¡± Ye Tong handed a bar of soap to Yang Fan. This was soap she had made herself, which the whole family used, and it had a pretty good effect on hair maintenance. Yang Fan took the soap and gently pressed it against the back of Ye Tong¡¯s head. He suddenly felt nervous for no reason, his heart racing a bit too fast. From his position, those two little bunnies weren¡¯t as clearly visible, Ye Tong¡¯s hair somewhat blocked his view, but the feeling grew stronger. It was as if Ye Tong had become a magnet with a strong pull, constantly drawing him closer to her. ¡°Tell your sister-in-law what happened today?¡± Ye Tong asked softly. ¡°It wasn¡¯t much, just helped the lady boss I often work with assemble a cabinet, which took all afternoon.¡± Yang Fan said casually, his steps shifting slightly as he searched for the best angle to look from. ¡°Oh, that boss of yours is quite reliable. You should help out when you can.¡± Ye Tong said softly, ¡°A small favor from us means a lot to them, and there aren¡¯t many chances for us to help them. Don¡¯t fret about wasting half a day.¡± Yang Fan responded indifferently, ¡°She gave me a bunch of supplements again. If I keep eating like this, I¡¯m afraid something¡¯s going to go wrong with me.¡± Ye Tong giggled, ¡°Little Mother gave you a strategy, didn¡¯t she? By then you¡¯ll have a place to... you know, so don¡¯t worry about over-nourishing.¡± ¡°Sister-in-law, you make it sound so easy. I¡¯ve only ever held your hand; other than that, I¡¯ve never even touched a woman.¡± Yang Fan suddenly felt compelled and stammered, ¡°The reason I hesitated today isn¡¯t that Little Mother¡¯s bad idea isn¡¯t good, it¡¯s that I really don¡¯t know how to begin. Even if Wei Juan were to lie in my arms and let me do whatever, I wouldn¡¯t know whether to kiss her first or where to touch.¡± Ye Tong burst out laughing, ¡°These things are instinctual, you¡¯ll know what to do when the time comes.¡± ¡°Sister-in-law, you really overestimate me!¡± Yang Fan muttered. ¡°The process...¡± Ye Tong giggled softly and whispered, ¡°You should start with a kiss and at the same time touch that area.¡± ¡°Which area?¡± Yang Fan asked, pretending to be clueless. ¡°Breasts, you dummy!¡± Ye Tong whispered back with a laugh, ¡°Where else did you think? You have to engage a woman¡¯s emotions, understand?¡± Yang Fan gestured dramatically in front of Ye Tong, ¡°So I should knead them like this?¡± ¡°You think you¡¯re kneading dough? You¡¯re so awkward all of a sudden. You need to caress gently, understand? The focus is on kneading that spot on top, gently pinch it, twist it left and right, but don¡¯t be rough.¡± Ye Tong explained softly without any hint of shyness. ¡°Sister-in-law, which spot are you talking about? Let¡¯s not skip around with ¡®this¡¯ and ¡®that¡¯; I don¡¯t understand!¡± Yang Fan said. Ye Tong rolled her eyes in exasperation, ¡°You know... the nipple, or call it a little bean, got it?¡± ¡°Hmm... I don¡¯t get it,¡± Yang Fan shook his head. ¡°You might as well be hopeless.¡± Ye Tong teasingly chided, then suddenly grabbed Yang Fan¡¯s palm, pinching his fingers to demonstrate the proper technique, ¡°Just knead like this, and you¡¯ll quickly stir up a woman¡¯s emotions.¡± ¡°Sister-in-law, maybe... you could make a small sacrifice? With your instructions, I really feel I can¡¯t learn.¡± Yang Fan revealed his true intentions, desperately. ¡°You want to die? I¡¯m your sister-in-law, how could I sacrifice myself for you?¡± Ye Tong scolded resentfully. ¡°Then I should think of another way; I can¡¯t even imagine what kind of force to use.¡± Yang Fan said hesitantly. Ye Tong brushed back her hair, looking at Yang Fan in dismay, ¡°You¡¯re truly hopeless. Making a sacrifice isn¡¯t out of the question, but remember, it¡¯s just a demonstration, don¡¯t get any ideas, understand only what¡¯s necessary, got it?¡± Chapter 22 - 22 22 Secret Teachings ?22: Chapter 22: Secret Teachings 22: Chapter 22: Secret Teachings As soon as Ye Tong let her guard down, Yang Fan slipped his hand into her neckline and grabbed one of them. It was soft yet firm, and within that firmness was an astonishing elasticity. The feel was simply amazing! Ye Tong¡¯s face turned a quiet shade of red, and her body suddenly twisted, forcibly removing Yang Fan¡¯s hand from her neckline. Annoyed, she said, ¡°Wait until later... do that again later. What if Little Mother sees us? How would we handle that?¡± Yang Fan was taken aback, and in an instant, the image of his sister-in-law and Little Mother comforting each other in the attic flashed across his mind. If they could be so uninhibited, it seemed like it wouldn¡¯t matter even if they were seen, right? But since Ye Tong cared, Yang Fan couldn¡¯t just force his way. He chuckled sheepishly and said, ¡°Sister-in-law, I just couldn¡¯t control myself for a moment...¡± ¡°Hm? If you¡¯re going to be like that, I might not dare to demonstrate for you,¡± Ye Tong said suddenly, turning serious. Yang Fan really wanted to smack his foul mouth shut; he spoke with such a lack of finesse. ¡°Sister-in-law, you¡¯d already said it was okay, and that¡¯s why I lost control. If you didn¡¯t agree, how would I dare?¡± Yang Fan whined like a child deprived of sweets. With a hint of a smile at the corner of her mouth and a hint of exasperation in her gaze, Ye Tong glanced surreptitiously around and whispered to Yang Fan, ¡°You go back to your room first. After sister-in-law finishes blow-drying her hair, I¡¯ll come find you.¡± ¡°Sister-in-law, you¡¯re not just teasing me, are you?¡± Yang Fan asked suspiciously. Ye Tong¡¯s sudden compliance made him feel a bit unreal, as if he were dreaming. Ye Tong kicked Yang Fan¡¯s leg lightly and scolded with a laugh, ¡°Get going, why would I lie to you?¡± Yang Fan chuckled and hurried into the wooden building. Back in his room, he picked up the glass of chilled boiled water from the table and gulped down more than half of it in one go. The memory of his sister-in-law¡¯s bountiful elasticity seemed to dangle before his eyes, making him feel as if he were on fire, his heartbeat erratic, and his mouth parched. Despite drinking so much water, he couldn¡¯t calm down. In the yard. Ye Tong blow-dried her hair and swept up her long hair that nearly reached her waist, casually securing it with a wooden hairpin at the back of her head. After all this, she walked toward Yang Fan¡¯s room. Inside the room, Yang Fan was restless. Never before had he felt time stretch as interminably as he did at that moment. One minute seemed to be infinitely extended, long as if it were an hour, or even a day. Creak. The aged wooden door made a faint sound as Ye Tong entered with a breeze of fragrance. Yang Fan leapt up from the bed, looking nervously at his sister-in-law as she closed the door. Once the door was shut, Ye Tong turned around, a soft smile playing on her lips as she looked at Yang Fan. Her fair face bloomed like a vibrant peach blossom, her bright eyes seemed to hold a thousand tender emotions, her lips alluring, and that faint smile was as heady as the spring breeze. ¡°Silly, what are you doing?¡± Ye Tong said with a laugh when she noticed Yang Fan just staring at her, each breath heavier than the last. Yang Fan startled and sheepishly chuckled, ¡°Sister-in-law, you¡¯re so beautiful.¡± Ye Tong¡¯s lips curled into a coy smile, three parts playful as she gave Yang Fan a slanted glance and said, ¡°Are you coming over or not? If not, I might change my mind. I really fell into your trap, agreeing to such an absurd request.¡± ¡°I will, just teach me, sister-in-law. I really don¡¯t know anything,¡± Yang Fan begged eagerly. He had been waiting so long that even the chrysanthemums would have cooled; he couldn¡¯t possibly pass up such a great opportunity. ¡°Then hurry up...¡± Ye Tong said, her voice shy and soft. Yang Fan moved closer to Ye Tong, inhaling the light and elegant fragrance emanating from her body, reminiscent of orchids and musk deer. His heart, already in turmoil, felt almost as though it would burst from his throat as the sound of his heartbeat seemed loud enough to thunder in his brain. ¡°Sister-in-law, may I begin?¡± he asked with outstretched hands, his voice full of nervousness. Ye Tong stood timidly, her eyelids drooping slightly, and she gave a soft hum in response. She probably felt some nervousness too, as her long eyelashes trembled uncontrollably. Yang Fan suppressed the restlessness within him and reached out to lift up Ye Tong¡¯s blouse, which, though short-sleeved, was quite oversized. He had seen quite clearly just moments before that Sister-in-law hadn¡¯t worn anything underneath but a beige half-cup bra enclosing her fair and firm fullness. Once he lifted the blouse, he could make close contact with that pair of fullness. But at that moment, Ye Tong suddenly stopped him. As Yang Fan looked on, somewhat confused, Ye Tong pulled the short sleeves down from her shoulders, ¡°Do it like this.¡± Yang Fan stared blankly for a moment. The clothes were so loose they could be removed from the top down, too? As the short sleeves slid off, a clear expanse of soft, white flesh appeared before Yang Fan¡¯s eyes. Without delay, he reached forward, his left and right hands gently probing into the half-cup bra, firmly grasping the heavy pair of fullness. The surprisingly elastic softness immediately sent Yang Fan¡¯s head spinning, his blood boiling. His body responded vigorously at once. He shifted a bit closer to Ye Tong¡¯s heated body. ¡°Fanzi, control yourself. I¡¯m just teaching you and nothing more, understand?¡± Ye Tong instantly felt the hard object pressing at her waist, her cheeks flushing red as she quickly reminded him. Yang Fan¡¯s voice was hoarse as he responded with a muffled sound, his hands deftly kneading the slippery white pair of fullness. He truly felt like he was about to explode, a nearly uncontrollable impulse stirring within him. He wanted to pull down Ye Tong¡¯s pants. The pants Ye Tong wore were also quite loose, somewhat resembling pajama bottoms. With just a pull down, he should be able to get what he wanted. This thought whispered in his ear like a devil, tempting him to act on this urge. Ye Tong¡¯s voice suddenly rang out, ¡°Fanzi, are you really kneading dough here!¡± ¡°Huh?¡± Yang Fan responded in surprise. ¡°The way you¡¯re doing it is okay, but not quite right,¡± Ye Tong said softly as she pushed away Yang Fan¡¯s left hand, gently lifting the pink bud on her voluptuous white flesh, her voice shy, ¡°Like this, knead and twist, or... lightly lift. Some women prefer a little more force, while others like it lighter, it varies from person to person, you can adapt accordingly.¡± Yang Fan nodded, feigning comprehension, as his right hand tried out the technique on the other side, ¡°Sister-in-law, like this?¡± ¡°Hmm...¡± Ye Tong instinctively moaned softly, nodding her head slightly, ¡°A bit lighter, I like it lighter.¡± ¡°Oh, like this?¡± ¡°Hmm... yes... that¡¯s right, slower, hmm...¡± Ye Tong¡¯s breathing became more rapid, her body swaying back and forth involuntarily, a flirtatious blush spreading across her face. Yang Fan actually knew about these things, as the masters in those adult films had taught him the Tongue Technique thoroughly. However, in front of Ye Tong, he had to pretend to be ignorant and unenlightened. Otherwise, Ye Tong would certainly stop teaching him. He wanted to learn much more and didn¡¯t wish to reveal the talent that the masters had taught him. Chapter 23 - 23 23 Give Me the Sister-in-law ?23: Chapter 23 Give Me the Sister-in-law 23: Chapter 23 Give Me the Sister-in-law ¡°Fanzi, that¡¯s... that¡¯s enough, nearly there, I think you¡¯ve got the hang of it now,¡± Ye Tong said in a rushed voice, her face flushed, suddenly grabbing Yang Fan¡¯s hand to stop him from continuing. ¡°Sister-in-law, I don¡¯t seem to have fully grasped it,¡± Yang Fan feigned confusion. It seemed he had inadvertently revealed a bit too much, learned too quickly. ¡°Don¡¯t, it¡¯s enough, just like that, as long as you don¡¯t hurt her, everything else will go smoothly... um... stop moving,¡± Ye Tong said softly. She seemed to be getting aroused, her cheeks flushed, her slender legs gently rubbing together. ¡°Sister-in-law, let me keep learning for a bit longer, okay?¡± Yang Fan whispered pleadingly. His whole body was burning with heat, truly feeling like he was about to explode. There, he made no attempt to hide it as he pressed firmly against the soft flesh at Ye Tong¡¯s waist. ¡°No, we can¡¯t continue, Fanzi,¡± Ye Tong suddenly came to her senses, urgently trying to push Yang Fan¡¯s hand away as she spoke. But at this moment, Yang Fan had somewhat lost his reason; he not only ignored Ye Tong¡¯s words but also pulled her forcefully into his arms. His left hand continued to knead the slippery fullness, his right hand reached for her waistband and yanked down her pants, pulling them to just below her buttocks. Ye Tong was startled, shouting in a flustered voice, ¡°Fanzi, what are you doing? Stop that! You must stop!¡± Yang Fan¡¯s eyes were red, his breath as heavy as an ox, ¡°Sister-in-law, I really want you, may I? I¡¯ll listen to everything you say from now on.¡± He held Ye Tong¡¯s soft body tightly, groping with that rigid thing, moving it toward the area beneath her lower abdomen. In the presence of the sister-in-law he had coveted in his heart countless times, reason was gradually drowned out, far beyond reach. Yang Fan cast aside everything, wanting only to possess what lay before him. ¡°Fanzi, it¡¯s not right, I¡¯m your sister-in-law, I did this to help you, it means nothing else!¡± Ye Tong shouted, struggling to break free from Yang Fan¡¯s embrace. But how could Yang Fan, who was set on making something happen with Ye Tong, possibly let go? Far from relaxing his hold, he gripped her even tighter, his right hand fumbling to undo his own belt. Ye Tong¡¯s face turned icy with urgency and annoyance, suddenly raising her hand and slapping Yang Fan across the cheek. Smack! The sound of the slap making intimate contact with the cheek was crisply echoed in the room. Yang Fan stared blankly at Ye Tong, completely stunned. ¡°Sister-in-law, I...¡± ¡°Let go!¡± Ye Tong said in a cold voice. Yang Fan sheepishly released his hold. Ye Tong broke free from Yang Fan¡¯s embrace, quickly dressed herself, and covered up the enticing charm that had been exposed. After looking at Yang Fan, she said gravely, ¡°You need to calm down.¡± Yang Fan was dazed by the slap, and it took a while for him to come to his senses after Ye Tong had left. A strong sense of regret welled up inside him. He collapsed heavily into the sofa, various thoughts chaotically floating before his eyes. He still hadn¡¯t managed to control himself and had angered his sister-in-law. He rubbed his hands over his face forcefully twice, so disordered that he didn¡¯t know what to think anymore. What should he do now? Yang Fan repeatedly asked himself this question in his mind. But there was no answer. His recent attempt to force his way in undoubtedly broke his sister-in-law¡¯s heart. For a while, Yang Fan sat in the room filled with self-reproach. ¡°Fanzi, come out and eat!¡± He didn¡¯t know how long it had been when Ye Tong¡¯s voice sounded outside the window, carrying a touch of indifference. Yang Fan gave a wry smile. This time he had seriously offended his sister-in-law, and in the future, he probably couldn¡¯t even think about advancing that far, let alone taking any small advantage. He walked out of the room, saw Ye Tong sitting on a chair, put on a mournful face, and said, ¡°Sister-in-law, I¡¯m sorry...¡± ¡°Eat,¡± Ye Tong glanced at Yang Fan with an indifferent look in her eyes and said coldly. Yang Fan sat across from Ye Tong, ¡°Sister-in-law, I know what I did was excessive, but I really couldn¡¯t control myself at the moment, you¡¯re so charming, I just fell for it...¡± ¡°Are you done?¡± Ye Tong interrupted Yang Fan with a somewhat cold expression. Yang Fan opened his mouth, silently suppressed the explanation that was on the tip of his tongue, and nodded dejectedly. ¡°I¡¯m not angry, don¡¯t overthink it.¡± Ye Tong poked Yang Fan¡¯s forehead with her finger and scolded without good humor, ¡°But, I¡¯m keeping this in mind, you actually tried to force yourself on your sister-in-law. I¡¯m your sister-in-law. The reason I took off my clothes in front of you was to help you, with no other intention. Do you understand?¡± ¡°Let¡¯s just forget about this incident. I foolishly fell for your trick, and did such a ridiculous thing, let¡¯s just let it go. From now on, our relationship should remain as it is.¡± Yang Fan nodded glumly. Ye Tong¡¯s attitude eased his mind a bit, but it brought on an even greater sense of loss. The sister-in-law still minded it, or perhaps, deep down, she was still angry, but she merely glossed over the matter verbally. ¡°Why the long face? I¡¯m really not angry,¡± Ye Tong gave Yang Fan a sideways glance and said impatiently. Yang Fan asked cautiously, ¡°Sister-in-law, will you still teach me that? I mean, just the top part, since I¡¯ve already seen it, it would be okay to teach me that again, right?¡± ¡°What else is there to teach you? There¡¯s nothing left to teach, if you want a piece of the action, just say it, instead of beating around the bush,¡± Ye Tong scolded with a laugh. Seeing Ye Tong laugh, Yang Fan¡¯s heart immediately brightened, and he blurted out without thinking, ¡°So, can I take advantage?¡± Ye Tong¡¯s eyes suddenly glared fiercely, ¡°What are you thinking? I¡¯ve just said, I am your sister-in-law, sister-in-law! And you still want to blatantly take advantage? No way, come and eat!¡± ¡°...Okay,¡± Yang Fan responded weakly. Although the sister-in-law¡¯s refusal was blunt, her laughter eased Yang Fan¡¯s heart quite a bit. At least it seemed like he had barely navigated the current hurdle, and as for the future, well, they would take it slowly. Relieved, Yang Fan glanced at Zhou Wenhu¡¯s spot and suddenly asked in confusion, ¡°Sister-in-law, did Little Mother go out today?¡± ¡°She went to sort things out for you,¡± Ye Tong said indifferently, ¡°She was a bit upset today and went to vent her frustration on Shen Lin.¡± Hearing this, Yang Fan was shocked, ¡°Sister-in-law, why didn¡¯t you stop her? This might not be about venting her frustration on Shen Lin; it could be like sending a lamb to the tiger¡¯s den. That bastard Shen Lin already has designs on you both, isn¡¯t this just delivering her to him on a platter!¡± ¡°No good, I have to check on this. She¡¯s been too impulsive, even if she¡¯s upset, she shouldn¡¯t go vent it on that bastard,¡± he said. Ye Tong stretched out a hand to stop Yang Fan, ¡°Don¡¯t go, don¡¯t you know what kind of person Little Mother is? We may not have power or influence, but we certainly don¡¯t lack fighting spirit. With Little Mother¡¯s fierce temper, when she gets going, she¡¯s like a fighter jet among shrews. Don¡¯t worry, Shen Lin won¡¯t be able to take advantage of her!¡± ¡°Sister-in-law, you are too confident!¡± Yang Fan said anxiously, ¡°No matter how fierce Little Mother is, she¡¯s still a woman. If Shen Lin uses some despicable means, overpowering a woman isn¡¯t difficult, let¡¯s hurry over and check.¡± ¡°Well... alright then,¡± Ye Tong relented upon hearing this, her own heart becoming somewhat flustered, and she quickly agreed. Without even stopping to eat, they hurried over to Shen Lin¡¯s house. The door to Shen Lin¡¯s house was wide open. Yang Fan rushed in without regard, heading straight for Shen Lin¡¯s main hall. But as he burst in and saw the scene before him, Yang Fan just froze... How should he put it, it was a bit of an eye-sore. Chapter 24 - 24 24 The Silver Bludgeon Head ?24: Chapter 24 The Silver Bludgeon Head 24: Chapter 24 The Silver Bludgeon Head Shen Lin¡¯s house was that typical kind of place that looked mundane from the outside, the architecture still dating back to two or three decades ago, but the interior could be described as splendid. All the furniture was made of solid wood, and he had even pretended to be a cultured man, placing a big fish tank by the entrance and a Curio shelf next to it, filled with bottles and jars of all sorts. As for what they actually were or their purpose, probably only Shen Lin himself knew. In any case, he had put up a solid front. However, his front wasn¡¯t looking so good at this moment. The drunken Shen Lin, his old face flushed black and red, lay sprawled face-down on the gleaming floor of his home while Zhou Wenhui, who had scared Yang Fan and Ye Tong, was using her foot to give Shen Lin¡¯s face a massage, rubbing it back and forth with a sizzling sound. Seeing Yang Fan and Ye Tong suddenly rush into the room, Zhou Wenhui let out a low chuckle and waved her wrist, saying, ¡°You two came just in time, hurry up, give him a couple of kicks each, let off some steam first.¡± ¡°Little Mother, what are you doing?¡± Ye Tong asked nervously. Zhou Wenhui pointed disdainfully at the haphazardly placed wine bottles on the table and said, ¡°This old thing actually tried to get me drunk and take advantage of me, thinking I¡¯m some sheltered lady who has stayed behind doors for years? I¡¯ve been through more drinking parties than he ever has.¡± ¡°With just a few flattering words, this old thing was floating so high he didn¡¯t know east from west, suddenly feeling like he was the unrivaled drinker, able to hold a thousand cups without getting drunk. But look at him now, not even one jin in and he¡¯s turned into this wretched state.¡± ¡°He wanted to take my advantage, I let him have a good taste, let him suck on my foot all he wants!¡± Yang Fan grimaced; no matter how delicate and lovely Little Mother¡¯s feet were, the taste was probably quite potent. ¡°Come on, each of you give him a kick first!¡± As Zhou Wenhui called over Yang Fan and Ye Tong, she flipped Shen Lin¡¯s upper lip with her big toe and started to noisily brush his teeth with it. ¡°Aiyah, Little Mother, this is too disgusting, let¡¯s get out of here,¡± Yang Fan said, grimacing. There was no need for this kind of advantage; in any case, Yang Fan didn¡¯t want to be part of it. Even though it would let off some steam, it wouldn¡¯t solve anything fundamentally and would just leave him feeling uncomfortable. ¡°You¡¯re just too fastidious. It¡¯s him who¡¯s the disgusting one, not you, it¡¯s just venting,¡± Zhou Wenhui retorted as Yang Fan showed reluctance, rolling her eyes and muttering, ¡°Xiao Tong, you come over, forget about Fanzi, this ungrateful deadbeat.¡± Ye Tong shook her head repeatedly. She was quite resistant to the idea as well. ¡°Little Mother, I think by doing this... he¡¯s pretty much taken his advantage,¡± Ye Tong said weakly. Zhou Wenhui was taken aback, ¡°How can this be considered taking advantage? How can making him disgusted count as an advantage?¡± ¡°I heard a woman¡¯s feet and those two places are the same, all considered private, what you¡¯re doing... um... seems like,¡± Ye Tong stammered, her words trailing off as she ended up with a flushed face. Zhou Wenhui rolled her eyes, ¡°What kind of feudal superstition is that from the old times, I¡¯m just grossing him out.¡± Even as she argued back, she swiftly withdrew her foot and slipped on her shoes. ¡°Let¡¯s go, let¡¯s go, you two are birds of a feather, my perfectly fine mood is now all over the place because of you,¡± Zhou Wenhui waved her hand and, while swinging her plump buttocks on her way out, she spoke with displeasure. Ye Tong stealthily glanced at Yang Fan, sticking out her tongue a little mischievously. Yang Fan¡¯s heart suddenly raced at her action. ¡°Sister-in-law is willing to make such a face for me, it looks like the incident before has really passed,¡± he thought. As soon as they got home, Zhou Wenhui dove straight into the bathroom, and soon after, the sound of rushing water came from inside. Ye Tong, unable to contain her amusement, whispered in Yang Fan¡¯s ear, ¡°She¡¯s washing her feet.¡± ¡°Sister-in-law, I feel like what you said earlier might have really left a psychological shadow on Little Mother,¡± Yang Fan said with a low chuckle. Ye Tong¡¯s expression stiffened slightly and she said somewhat regretfully, ¡°Did I really speak out of turn?¡± ¡°Maybe. I¡¯m just guessing. Anyway, Little Mother doesn¡¯t take things too hard, maybe she won¡¯t think that way,¡± Yang Fan replied. Self-reproachfully, Ye Tong said, ¡°It seems my mouth is a bit redundant as well.¡± The sound of water in the bathroom stopped, and Zhou Wenhui came out barefoot, holding a pair of Yang Fan¡¯s underwear he had taken off, ¡°Fanzi, next time can you not put your ¡®legacy-preserving¡¯ shorts in the laundry basket? Didn¡¯t I leave a box specifically for you? Put them in there.¡± ¡°Do you know if your thing gets on my or your sister-in-law¡¯s underwear, there¡¯s a certain chance of getting pregnant? What if a child is born, who would it belong to? Impregnation with no physical contact, how awkward would that be?¡± Yang Fan was truly embarrassed, ¡°Little Mother, what are you looking at? Where are the ¡®ten thousand descendants¡¯?¡± ¡°If it isn¡¯t ¡®ten thousand descendants¡¯, why is this thing wet?¡± Zhou Wenhui asked with a stern look. Yang Fan gave a cough, touched his nose, and muttered softly, ¡°How am I supposed to explain this to you?¡± ¡°Just tell it straight, your sister-in-law and I are the ones who wash it; what can¡¯t you say? We may not have eaten pork but that doesn¡¯t mean we haven¡¯t seen a pig run,¡± Zhou Wenhui said with annoyance, clearly finding it distasteful, ¡°Remember next time, don¡¯t throw it carelessly.¡± Yang Fan instantly felt like he was nailed to the pillar of shame, left without a place to defend himself. But this was a blame he was unwilling to accept. Zhou Wenhui already had some misunderstandings about him; if this fact was to be confirmed, even his sister-in-law might think he did nothing all day but ¡®shoot into the sky¡¯ for fun. ¡°It¡¯s really not that. Since you¡¯ve seen pigs run, you should know that men, when they¡¯re emotionally aroused, can also... well, wet their clothes. It¡¯s not much, but it happens,¡± Yang Fan explained with less than full confidence. This pair of underwear had been taken off previously. His sister-in-law¡¯s stimulating remarks almost made him bleed, and he couldn¡¯t wear the underwear anymore. ¡°There¡¯s such a thing?¡± Zhou Wenhui asked doubtfully, ¡°Fanzi, are you not quite normal? Is this hereditary, this thing about getting clothes wet when emotions are high? You¡¯re getting mixed up.¡± Yang Fan immediately grimaced. How could the conversation get more absurd! ¡°Little Mother, don¡¯t make it sound so scary. Does my body look like one that would have that problem? This is normal!¡± Yang Fan said with an embarrassed face as he desperately tried to explain. Zhou Wenhui curled the corner of her mouth, glanced at Yang Fan¡¯s waist, shook her head, and said, ¡°It¡¯s hard to say, what if you look tough but are actually ¡®silver-gun-head¡¯¡ªthis kind of thing isn¡¯t entirely directly related to whether your body is strong or not.¡± Yang Fan was so depressed he was close to a heart attack; what was all this nonsense! Chapter 25 - 25 25 Midnight Rendezvous ?25: Chapter 25 Midnight Rendezvous 25: Chapter 25 Midnight Rendezvous Scholar encounters soldier, a clear argument becomes muddled, and Yang Fan was facing a similar disparity in rank in front of Little Mother. Anyway, the frequency at which he got through to her was hardly worth mentioning. Yang Fan looked at Zhou Wenhu with a listless gaze and said helplessly, ¡°Forget it, Little Mother, think whatever you want, I give up.¡± But Zhou Wenhu wouldn¡¯t have it. She, with righteous indignation and a serious face, said to Yang Fan, ¡°Little brat, what are you talking about? You know you¡¯ve got to see a doctor, right? No matter what that substance you¡¯ve leaked is, it¡¯s definitely not normal.¡± Yang Fan: ... At this moment, he truly wanted to call on the Heavens to strike him down, he couldn¡¯t take it anymore. He was a perfectly healthy young man, so how did he suddenly become a patient of andrology? ¡°Fanzi, though it may be unnecessary for Little Mother to do this, with your situation, I think you might still want to see a doctor,¡± said Ye Tong with a faint blush on her cheeks as she suddenly spoke softly. She was not shy because the topic they were discussing was too private, but because she knew how those things got onto Yang Fan¡¯s underwear. Subconsciously, she recalled the absurd happenings she had just been through with Yang Fan. Yang Fan was so embarrassed he nearly wanted to dig a hole and bury himself, while she was also shyly blushing, and even a bit nervous. ¡°Sister-in-law, how could you also...¡± Yang Fan instantly became speechless. ¡°Fine, fine, fine, I¡¯ll go see the doctor another day, but I am sure there¡¯s nothing wrong!¡± He compromised. Though he was being diagnosed without an ailment, he couldn¡¯t win a verbal fight against Little Mother¡¯s rapid-fire arguments and the assist on the sidelines. ¡°Little brat, don¡¯t act so nonchalant, you don¡¯t realize how much trouble this thing really is,¡± Zhou Wenhui said irritably as she cast a sidelong glance at Yang Fan, ¡°Here, let me give you a simple example. If you have a leakage issue, you¡¯ll have to wear a ¡®raincoat¡¯ every time you¡¯re with a woman. You get me? You¡¯ll be banned from zero-distance contact!¡± Yang Fan nodded his head as if he had lost all will to live. Whatever she says, goes, I guess. No more resistance. It was futile and exhausting. After all, he knew he was fine. Why bother arguing the outcome, the win or loss? That¡¯s something common people do, too mundane. Yang Fan was almost chanting the mantra for mental serenity in his heart, but Zhou Wenhui wasn¡¯t done with him yet. She must have felt her arguments weren¡¯t persuasive enough because she actually took out her phone and looked up the symptoms and consequences of leaking offspring. She began to educate Yang Fan on them, one by one. All of it made Yang Fan¡¯s brain feel like it might just shrink. The love from a stepmother came crashing in like a landslide, a deluge of the Yellow River, and his feeble body could hardly bear it. He turned his pleading gaze toward Ye Tong, only to find his kind sister-in-law pursing her lips, looking at the sky, then at the ground, but refusing to lend a hand of assistance. Of course, just watching the spectacle amused him, and he could accept that, albeit reluctantly. But what truly nearly drew a pained howl from Yang Fan was his dear sister-in-law¡¯s interjections, those random remarks hitting right at the soft spot. ¡°You two are missing out by not performing crosstalk,¡± said Yang Fan with a darkened expression, his voice filled with gloom. ¡°All right, can you put away your Divine Skills now? I¡¯ll go to the doctor tomorrow, okay? I¡¯ll get a thorough check-up to ensure I don¡¯t lose the chance of zero-distance contact and to make sure that leaking doesn¡¯t become a habit, feared by women. I will be steadfast, not fall in battle. Happy now?¡± Zhou Wenhui was purely educating, but all these charges were ones that Ye Tong had thrust upon Yang Fan opportunistically. Zhou Wenhu put away her phone and said with annoyance, ¡°Playing the saint with a thankless task, huh? We¡¯re doing this for your own good, you ungrateful little brat. If we didn¡¯t have the nerve to say it, do you think anyone else would bother telling you these things?¡± ¡°Yes, yes, yes,¡± nodded Yang Fan repeatedly, showing extreme agreement. This was indeed an insightful observation. Ye Tong sneaked a glance at Yang Fan¡¯s despondent demeanor and couldn¡¯t help laughing, ¡°I¡¯ll go reheat the meal.¡± A tragic incident sparked by a pair of underpants finally came to an end. Yang Fan, like a climber who had hiked eight hundred miles, listlessly put his underpants into the box Zhou Wenhui had prepared. But the damn thing was, after being grilled by those two, Yang Fan had even started to doubt himself now. After dinner, he returned to his room and sneakily took out his cellphone to check again. After digging through a sea of case studies, he finally found strong evidence to vindicate himself. He was truly fine, perfectly normal. Light footsteps sounded from upstairs, and Yang Fan pricked up his ears to listen, seeming to come from his sister-in-law¡¯s room. The footsteps soon faded, but Yang Fan didn¡¯t hear the sound of someone going downstairs. Suddenly, a fiery excitement leapt up in his heart, and an idea shot out from his mind unexpectedly. Could his sister-in-law have gone to comfort Little Mother again? On tiptoes, he lifted the covers and quietly opened the door, stepping out barefoot. The hallway, illuminated by a single lamp, was dimly lit. Yang Fan tried his best to control the strength of his steps, making not a sound as he stealthily climbed the stairs. Just reaching the second floor, he indeed heard whispers coming from the attic, their voices kept extremely low. But at that distance, he couldn¡¯t make out what they were talking about. Yang Fan raised his footsteps slowly, like a cat cautiously approaching its prey, inching closer to the attic. Finding the previous perfect spot for eavesdropping, he pressed his eyes to it, and the scene in the attic became crystal clear; they hadn¡¯t started yet and were chatting. ¡°Xiao Tong, why did you suddenly want to play today? This doesn¡¯t seem like you, and if I remember correctly, this is the first time,¡± Zhou Wenhui teased as she fussed over her cherished plants. Ye Tong felt a bit embarrassed, ¡°Just...suddenly felt like it, you know. If you¡¯re not in the mood, then...let¡¯s forget it.¡± ¡°How about I use a toy on you today?¡± Zhou Wenhui turned to ask with a smile. ¡°No, you can¡¯t let my young body be handed over to a toy, that would be such a waste,¡± Ye Tong said hastily. ¡°Oh right, how could I keep forgetting you¡¯re still a virgin,¡± Zhou Wenhui said, shaking her head with a laugh, ¡°let¡¯s keep it the old way then. Just wait a bit, I¡¯ll go take a shower and be right back.¡± ¡°Yeah.¡± Yang Fan was startled, damn, Little Mother was going to come out. He hurriedly looked around and leaped over the banister, hiding in the corner under the stairs. Underneath the stairs was empty, filled with some of Zhou Wenhui¡¯s dowry. But as they were always tightly sealed in wooden crates, Yang Fan had no idea what was inside. No sooner had he hidden himself in a relatively comfortable position than the sound of a door opening came from above, followed by footsteps. After a few steps down the stairs, however, the footsteps turned back up. ¡°Xiao Tong, let¡¯s go to the bathroom? We can wash and play at the same time.¡± ¡°Won¡¯t Fanzi hear us?¡± ¡°It¡¯s fine, it¡¯s far.¡± ¡°Okay then.¡± Chapter 26 - 26 26 Stirring the Waters to Catch Fish ?26: Chapter 26 Stirring the Waters to Catch Fish 26: Chapter 26 Stirring the Waters to Catch Fish Zhou Wenhui¡¯s casual suggestion instantly deprived Yang Fan of an excellent opportunity to secretly admire the view. But he felt somewhat reluctant and, with his mind swiftly turning, a bad idea surged into his thoughts. Seizing the moment before Little Mother and his sister-in-law had come down, he quietly scurried out and hurried downstairs to the bathroom to unscrew the light bulb. After completing this, he hid behind the curtain in the bathroom, but after a moment of thought, he still felt uneasy. The bathroom was only so large, direct hiding was definitely not feasible, he needed to pretend to be doing something. Looking upward, he grabbed the partition between the bathroom and toilet, hanging himself on the wall, which could indeed resemble the act of changing a light bulb, giving him an excuse in case he was discovered. After thinking things through from all angles, besides the difficulty of holding onto the partition, there should be no other problems. Before long, deliberately subdued footsteps came from outside. Then the door to the bathroom was opened, someone pressed the light switch, and immediately Zhou Wenhui¡¯s confused voice rang out, ¡°How come the light is broken?¡± ¡°It was fine before, must have burned out, I guess,¡± Ye Tong said. ¡°What to do? Forget it, let¡¯s not shower, okay?¡± Zhou Wenhui suggested. Ye Tong chuckled softly, ¡°I won¡¯t eat if you don¡¯t shower, I¡¯ve already washed anyway. Otherwise, let¡¯s not do ¡®that¡¯.¡± ¡°That¡¯s not an option, I really like that feeling,¡± Zhou Wenhui insisted. ¡°I¡¯ll go up and get a flashlight,¡± Ye Tong offered. ¡°Never mind, we¡¯ll shower in the dark, it might be more interesting when we can¡¯t see,¡± Zhou Wenhui proposed, ¡°Going back and forth, we might wake up Fanzi, which wouldn¡¯t be good for handling our business. Let¡¯s just do it this way.¡± Yang Fan, lying on top, listened to their conversation and suddenly felt an urge to die. His brain was truly short-circuiting from the stimulation today. How could he have forgotten that once he took the light bulb out, he wouldn¡¯t be able to see either? As sounds of rustling and clothes being stripped off drifted up, Yang Fan was somewhat conflicted. He thought about jumping down to stop them, yet he was somewhat reluctant to do so. This slight hesitation already saw Zhou Wenhui and Ye Tong efficiently strip their clothes, then groping around, they turned on the faucet, and the sound of gushing water began to fill the room. In his mind, Yang Fan imagined the scene of them naked and pressed close together, and a sudden, overwhelming impulse took hold of him. He wanted to take advantage of the chaos. In the pitch darkness, even if he snuck in, as long as he was careful, he probably wouldn¡¯t be noticed. Fortune favors the bold, and the timid starve. Yang Fan¡¯s blood heated up, leaving his reason almost completely submerged. Yet he didn¡¯t rush to act, instead waiting for Little Mother and his sister-in-law to get into the swing of things before joining them. Amongst the sounds of rushing water, a repressed moan quietly emerged. ¡°Xiao Tong, help me wash there, yes... ah... that¡¯s great...¡± ¡°Little Mother, maybe you should use cucumbers and eggplants less often, you seem to be getting looser,¡± ¡°Not at all, it¡¯s just your fingers are too thin, use two.¡± ¡°I just worry that when you meet a guy you like, he might not be able to feel your tightness.¡± ¡°Cut it out, don¡¯t distract me... ah, are you taking revenge on me? Three fingers won¡¯t work... ah.¡± ¡°I¡¯m just trying it out, look, it works too.¡± ¡°But it hurts, it feels split, hurry, hurry, hurry, take them out.¡± ... Yang Fan, like Spiderman, clung to the wall, his blood rushing to his forehead like a crazy tide. Although he couldn¡¯t see, the image in his mind grew clearer and clearer. But now, with Little Mother and sister-in-law obviously squeezed together, it was difficult for him to take action. After a long bout of playful commotion, they seemed to finally get to the main event when he heard Ye Tong tell Zhou Wenhu to get into position, Yang Fan quietly slid down from the wall. The partition wasn¡¯t very high, just a little over two meters, and Yang Fan could barely reach the top without the help of anything. Landing softly, he groped in front of him in the direction of the showerhead he remembered, cautiously moving closer. Although he boldly did so, he was truly nervous, his heart lodged in his throat. Suddenly, his fingers touched something soft. He didn¡¯t dare to fumble around and quickly shifted to the side. Neither sister-in-law nor Little Mother said anything¡ªthey seemed not to have noticed. However, having only brushed against it lightly, he couldn¡¯t tell which part or who it was. Gathering his courage, he quietly reached out his hand again. A damp softness, like a back. And given its proximity to the wall, it was probably Little Mother. Just then, the fully drawn curtain suddenly lifted at a corner, likely due to an improperly closed window swayed by the breeze. This development sent Yang Fan¡¯s heart into his mouth, frightening him into pressing tightly against the wall, daring not to make a move. But neither Little Mother nor sister-in-law seemed to react at all; they appeared too engrossed in their play. However, the faint light that had entered from the hallway allowed Yang Fan to vaguely make out their positions. Just like what he had seen in the attic before, Little Mother with her hands on the wall, buttocks in the air, while sister-in-law crouched behind working vigorously with a cucumber. Yet, whether it was actually a cucumber today, he didn¡¯t see clearly. Assured they hadn¡¯t noticed, Yang Fan moved half a step to the right according to the positions he had just remembered, and then slowly stretched his hand upward, immediately grasping a large, full buttock. His judgment was incredibly precise, grabbing a full handful at once. ¡°Ah ah... Xiao Tong, harder, it feels so good, I want more...¡± Little Mother¡¯s voice began to rise passionately, her body burning hot, clearly reaching a certain state. ¡°I¡¯m working this fake thing so hard it¡¯s about to smoke, and you still think it¡¯s not fast enough? We really should find a man to take care of you properly, you¡¯d be satisfied, saving me an aching arm,¡± Ye Tong joked in the darkness. Yang Fan quickly let go and stood quietly to the side. Little Mother¡¯s pair were softer than sister-in-law¡¯s, just not as resilient as a younger girl¡¯s. But larger. Even though he only touched them briefly, the stimulation amplified manyfold for Yang Fan. ¡°You keep playing by yourself for a while. I suddenly need to pee,¡± Ye Tong suddenly said. A series of soft footsteps followed, and Yang Fan distinctly felt Ye Tong groping past him. She appeared to be looking for the floor drain. Yang¡¯s heart tightened, and he hurriedly circled around to the front. However, he accidentally bumped into Zhou Wenhu, with his palm landing on an incredibly moist spot. There, an unyielding object hung with a couple of phony attachments. With a slight touch of his fingers, he recognized exactly where it was. Yang Fan¡¯s already anxious heart began pounding like a drum. A sudden impulse surged through him... And that thought lingered only momentarily before he decided to go through with it. Chapter 27 - 27 27 Comfort of Regret ?27: Chapter 27 Comfort of Regret 27: Chapter 27 Comfort of Regret The bathroom curtain, which had been tightly drawn, was once again lifted by a gust of wind. The dim light from the corridor, like a sneaky thief, suddenly seeped through the crack. Just as Yang Fan¡¯s hand reached into Little Mother¡¯s buttocks, he was so startled that his body froze. He quickly turned his head to look in his sister-in-law¡¯s direction. Perhaps heaven took pity on him, for the stark-naked sister-in-law was squatting on the ground, looking down at her urine, oblivious to her surroundings. Yang Fan¡¯s held breath was finally released quietly, as the excitement was overwhelming, but it nearly scared his heart out of his chest. The fluttering curtain fell back down, and the bathroom was once again plunged into pitch darkness. Emboldened by audacity, Yang Fan¡¯s palm slid down Little Mother¡¯s narrow buttocks with a single stroke, making a ¡°plop¡± as he pulled out that fake thing and quickly replaced it with his own real deal, plunging in. In an instant, a supremely moist warmth enveloped him, causing him to shiver uncontrollably. Perhaps it was due to excessive nervousness, but the comfort he experienced in that moment was incomparable. ¡°Ah¡ª¡± Perhaps it was because Yang Fan was too forceful, but Zhou Wenhui suddenly let out a soft cry, her body trembling lightly as if it had been electrocuted. Startled, Yang Fan quickly sped up, thrusting deeper and faster for a few times. ¡°Ah... Ah...¡± Zhou Wenhui cried out with extra effort, seemingly too overwhelmed to remember to stifle her voice. ¡°Keep it down, don¡¯t wake Fanzi up,¡± Ye Tong¡¯s voice emerged from the darkness. Immersed in extreme pleasure, Yang Fan abruptly came to his senses, quickly withdrew, and groped his way down Little Mother¡¯s buttocks to put that fake thing back in place. ¡°Hmm...¡± Zhou Wenhui moaned softly, beginning to breathe heavily. Yang Fan¡¯s heart raced nervously, slowly retreating toward the direction of the door. Little Mother seemed unaware that the fake had been exchanged for the real just now. Logically, she must have noticed something, but perhaps she was too engrossed, caught up in that sensation, and overlooked the change. Although Yang Fan had impulsively acted on his urge just now, he now felt a chill upon regaining his composure. Being discovered was almost certain; not being found was merely good luck. Just then, Zhou Wenhui¡¯s voice suddenly rose, ¡°Xiao Tong, what did you just use? Those few moments you made it feel so good, it was thick and hard, and warm, hitting my tender spot in just two or three moves.¡± Ye Tong seemed to have fumbled her way back, ¡°It¡¯s that fake husband of yours, what else could it be? Just now you must¡¯ve been too excited yourself; even your voice seemed off to me.¡± ¡°Really? It felt different to me, those few moments really felt great!¡± Zhou Wenhui muttered in confusion. ¡°Is that so? I was practically using all my might, did it feel good?¡± Ye Tong playfully slapped Zhou Wenhui¡¯s buttocks, teasing her with laughter. ¡°No, it still wasn¡¯t as good as just now,¡± Zhou Wenhui said. Ye Tong laughed, ¡°Then it must be your imagination, probably right as you reached that peak.¡± ¡°Maybe... but something still feels oddly off,¡± Zhou Wenhui murmured softly. Yang Fan, positioned at the doorway, slowly began to slide the sliding door open. He didn¡¯t dare exert too much force, gently pushing with his palm, fearing making too much noise. This was a partition door for the bathroom; there was another door outside, so he didn¡¯t worry about light coming through when opening the door. But he needed to hurry; the open window was always a risk. Not being discovered the previous two times didn¡¯t mean he would always be so lucky. He opened the door just enough for half his body to slip through, quickly squeezed out, and silently closed the sliding door behind him. The sound of water in the bathroom along with the voices of Little Mother and my sister-in-law were shut off inside. Yang Fan stood behind the door, taking several deep breaths to steady his fluctuating heart. Today, he truly acted on impulse. Seeing sister-in-law and Little Mother like that, his reason seemed to have instantly plummeted into the Abyss, leaving him clueless as to what was left in his mind¡ªjust an urge to do something. Although he rashly went in, and it was indeed pleasurable at the moment. But now, aside from the discomfort of not having released, he was filled with endless regret. He actually went as far as to... with Little Mother in a fit of impulsivity.... It was utterly inexcusable. Yang Fan immediately fell into deep regret and self-blame, consumed by the incident; he didn¡¯t even realize how he had returned to his own room. It wasn¡¯t until he lay on the bed that the image of Little Mother¡¯s naked back and the searing tightness there haunted him, stuck like a pause and replaying over and over in his mind. People are strange sometimes; when you force yourself not to think about something, not only does it not fade away, but it becomes even clearer instead, to the point where you can even relive the sensations. Yang Fan drifted off to sleep in such a daze. It seemed someone came into his room at one point, he sensed someone beside him but couldn¡¯t wake up. The next day, Yang Fan got up from bed to the loud and clear crowing of the rooster. Sitting on the bed and listening to the chirping birds outside the window for a while, he finally put on his clothes. Although his mind was somewhat clearer after a night¡¯s sleep, last night¡¯s image remained vivid. The memory had almost set in place. He couldn¡¯t help thinking of Little Mother¡¯s charming back, and the thought brought self-reproach. This damn vicious cycle made Yang Fan want to slap himself. It was unfilial. He opened the curtains and stepped out of his room, as the sunrise had just peeked out halfway over the mountain, fresh and invigorating air filtering through. Yang Fan washed his face, groomed himself, and entered the kitchen. Little Mother was already up, with a pink apron tied around her waist, bustling near the stove. Her tight black pants outlined her pert buttocks almost to the point of revealing every curve, barely short of highlighting every crease. Yang Fan pinched his forehead and hurriedly averted his eyes. Last night¡¯s affair leapt back into his mind involuntarily. Seeing Little Mother¡¯s figure from behind, he instantly remembered her plump form. He was nearly driving himself mad. ¡°Awake, huh?¡± Little Mother turned her head and asked Yang casually. Yang Fan, feeling guilty as a thief, avoided her gaze and answered in a muffled tone, ready to leave the kitchen. Being around each other was becoming too suffocating for him. ¡°Wait a moment, could you pull up my pants for me? My hands are greasy,¡± Zhou Wenhui called out, holding up her hands. ¡°Ah? This... okay,¡± Yang Fan replied, head lowered, feeling his cheeks flush with heat. Chapter 28 - 28 28 Little Mother Adds Fuel to the Fire ?28: Chapter 28 Little Mother Adds Fuel to the Fire 28: Chapter 28 Little Mother Adds Fuel to the Fire Yang Fan, who dared not look Little Mother in the face, went over and gently pulled up Zhou Wenhui¡¯s waistband, ready to make his escape. ¡°Hold on, what¡¯s the rush? You¡¯re just pulling up my pants, I¡¯m not going to eat you!¡± Zhou Wenhui said irritably, ¡°I don¡¯t know what¡¯s up with these pants today, they keep getting stuck in the crotch. Help me pull them to the right a bit.¡± Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but be stunned. What kind of pants would keep getting stuck in the crotch! ¡°Little Mother, this seems... a bit inconvenient for me,¡± Yang Fan said hesitatingly. If it had been any other time, he would have already done it. After all, his Little Mother was a bold person. Normally, she didn¡¯t have so many scruples, and she was very casual in her speech and actions. But now, Yang Fan really felt like a thief with a guilty conscience; he was a bit scared to touch her. ¡°Hurry up, I¡¯m not asking you to do anything else, just to pull up my pants,¡± Zhou Wenhui said somewhat angrily. ¡°I¡¯m not embarrassed, so why are you acting all shy like a little girl?¡± Yang Fan, with head down, could only walk over again. He fumbled with the waistband of Zhou Wenhui¡¯s pants and adjusted the black belt inside by moving it to the right. ¡°Is it okay now?¡± Zhou Wenhui¡¯s expression turned a bit strange, ¡°No, it¡¯s even more stuck...¡± ¡°Little Mother, maybe you should wash your hands and adjust it yourself,¡± Yang Fan suggested. Zhou Wenhui glanced at Yang Fan and then at the pancake cooking in the pot. ¡°Can you flip pancakes?¡± ¡°I could give it a try,¡± said Yang Fan. ¡°Then watch the pot for a bit,¡± Zhou Wenhui said. ¡°If I weren¡¯t worried you might misunderstand, I really would have liked you to dig it out for me. It¡¯s not that I mind washing my hands; I just feel uneasy about adjusting my clothes and then making pancakes.¡± Yang Fan: ... Good thing you didn¡¯t. His mind was truly in torment, caught between extremes. If he had to dig around for Little Mother a few times, his mentality would definitely explode, and his body probably wouldn¡¯t feel great either... ¡°Where¡¯s my sister-in-law? Maybe you could call her to help,¡± Yang Fan suggested. ¡°She went to buy groceries. I realized we didn¡¯t even have a scallion left when I got up to cook this morning,¡± Zhou Wenhui said offhandedly before suddenly nudging Yang Fan with her hip, ¡°Help me adjust it.¡± ¡°What?¡± Yang Fan was startled, ¡°Little Mother, don¡¯t joke around!¡± ¡°What joke am I making? I¡¯m not asking you to sleep with me. What are you nervous about? I really don¡¯t want to ruin my appetite. Just tug it a bit to the side on my butt, and don¡¯t grope around,¡± Zhou Wenhui said calmly. She seemed to think it was no big deal, but Yang Fan was far from calm. The stimulation from last night had left him in extreme agony, and before he could recover, Little Mother, coincidentally, pulled this stunt. This getting stuck in the crotch seemed almost like a setup, truly bizarre. ¡°Hurry up, why are you dragging your feet? My pancake is about to burn,¡± Zhou Wenhui nudged Yang Fan with her pelvic bone, urging him. Yang Fan had no choice but to bite the bullet and go for it. He reached into Little Mother¡¯s pants, feeling a swath of smooth, soft skin. Yang Fan groped towards the direction of the buttocks but still only felt soft, smooth skin; he couldn¡¯t find any trace of her underwear. What kind of underwear was she wearing? There was clearly a strap, but it barely covered half of her buttocks. ¡°Little Mother, I can¡¯t seem to find it...¡± Yang Fan didn¡¯t dare go further, worried he couldn¡¯t hold himself back. ¡°A little deeper,¡± Zhou Wenhui said. Although she was usually bold and uninhibited, having Yang Fan touch her like this seemed to make her shy, a faint blush appearing on her cheeks. Yang Fan felt around again and finally found the culprit. Little Mother was dressed so fashionably that the thing had almost entirely wedged itself into her butt crack. Yang Fan suppressed the surging impulse in his heart, groped at her underpants a couple of times, and then quickly withdrew his hand. Zhou Wenhuie felt around and said, ¡°That¡¯s much better, go play, we¡¯ll eat later.¡± Yang Fan unconsciously touched his nose and nodded. His habitual action caused Zhou Wenhui¡¯s face to flush with a surge of embarrassment and annoyance as she scolded in a low voice, ¡°You little brat, what are you smelling? What¡¯s there to smell?¡± Yang Fan was stunned, ¡°No, I wasn¡¯t smelling anything, I was just touching my nose.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t smell,¡± Zhou Wenhui shouted with her face still red. ¡°I didn¡¯t smell anything, there¡¯s really nothing worth smelling,¡± Yang Fan said helplessly. But his explanation felt rather weak even to himself. Touching his nose and smelling seemed to have no difference indeed. The incident made the cheerful morning suddenly less wonderful. Zhou Wenhui glanced at Yang Fan, said nothing more, but her expression was clearly one of disbelief. Yang Fan opened his mouth, then suppressed the desire to explain further. Last night he had acted rashly a few times, he thought, why bother explaining such a trivial matter? ¡°Fanzi, are you there?¡± Suddenly, a man¡¯s shout came from outside the courtyard. ¡°It sounds like Old Fu, I¡¯ll go check,¡± Yang Fan suddenly felt like a savior had appeared, told Little Mother, and hurried out of the kitchen, certain he would die of awkwardness if he stayed any longer. Under the courtyard wall, a man in his early thirties was squatting with a bulging woven bag in his hand, resting with a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth. ¡°Old Fu, why didn¡¯t you come in?¡± Yang Fan asked as he stepped outside. Old Fu was not old; his real name was Fu Xuebing. He was just a man in his early thirties who hadn¡¯t achieved much of anything yet. He had attended a vocational school and learned auto repair, which qualified him as a man with a trade. He had opened a garage in town a few years ago, but it had been smashed for some reason. Later, he got involved in construction and faced losses. However, after failing in two businesses, his ambition was not dampened. Recently, he had tried contracting land to grow corn and manage projects, but the promised project subsidies had fallen through, and he seemed to be still in litigation with the town. Last year, he turned his interest to medicinal herbs. This time, however, he didn¡¯t go big but exercised caution, planting only a few acres of astragalus root and Codonopsis. ¡°I¡¯d rather not come in, I¡¯m in mourning for a family elder,¡± Fu Xuebing said, flicking his long hair that almost completely covered his eyebrows, and pointing with his cigarette-holding fingers to the woven bag beside him, ¡°I heard the prices for astragalus root are good lately. This stuff is from last year, it¡¯s all premium quality about one centimeter around. What price can you give me for it?¡± ¡°You¡¯re the expert on this, we¡¯re neighbors, I can¡¯t just look out for other sellers and ignore the ones right next to me. Give me a fair price, and I¡¯ll hand over all my acres to you this year, let you have a lucrative season!¡± Yang Fan just smiled, the old guy did talk a good game. Last year, he complained that Yang Fan¡¯s price was too low and went to an out-of-town buyer; turned out after all the nitpicking, they paid even less than what he had offered. The old guy must be desperate to scrape together some money with this small bag. Chapter 29 - 29 29 The Neighbors Deal ?29: Chapter 29: The Neighbor¡¯s Deal 29: Chapter 29: The Neighbor¡¯s Deal Fu Xuebing always looked like he was up to big things when he was outside, always fixing up his suit and leather shoes. But normally, this guy¡¯s pockets were cleaner than his face, barely having anything valuable on him. A few days ago, Yang Fan heard Zhao Laoer¡¯s wife complaining that this kid hadn¡¯t even settled her bill from last year yet, and whenever she asked, it was always ¡°right away¡±, who knows how many ¡°right aways¡± it had been. However, it wasn¡¯t Yang Fan¡¯s place to interfere in other people¡¯s affairs. Since it was a business that came to him, he did what he needed to do. Opening the bag that Fu Xuebing brought, Yang Fan checked the quality and appearance of the astragalus root. The kid didn¡¯t talk big today, the quality of the astragalus root was indeed good, and it wasn¡¯t tricky or anything complicated. He put the bag on the scale and after weighing it, Yang Fan said, ¡°Old Fu, it¡¯s neither more nor less, just about two hundred and fifty, but that number doesn¡¯t sound nice. Let me make it two hundred and fifty-five for you, consider it a few cigarettes extra.¡± ¡°How much? Fanzi, we¡¯ve been neighbors for so many years, don¡¯t cheat me too.¡± Fu Xuebing threw his cigarette butt on the ground, pressed it forcefully with his foot, and leapt to the scale to weigh it himself. ¡°Relax, my scale is definitely accurate, and the price is fair. You can ask around anywhere,¡± Yang Fan said indifferently from the side. ¡°As a neighbor, I¡¯m being honest, I really didn¡¯t push the price down at all.¡± ¡°Two hundred fifty-five, let me calculate,¡± Fu Xuebing said, scratching his thinning hair and looking up, lost in thought. ¡°Hey, wait a minute, I asked around in the market too. Isn¡¯t the price about twenty-four now? According to your price, isn¡¯t that just nineteen? Fanzi, that¡¯s not very honest of you, you¡¯re still ripping people off!¡± Yang Fan looked at his neighbor who was intentionally making trouble, with a face full of speechlessness. He had sold it before last year; how could he not know the specifications of the astragalus root? About one centimeter in diameter, and lengths less than forty, how could they be considered as premium goods? If someone didn¡¯t know any better, they might have this question; after all, because of its high price, the grades are very detailed. He was meticulous in these details, and those who bought his goods were even more so, that¡¯s just how it was. ¡°Old Fu, if you want to sell, I¡¯ll buy. If you don¡¯t want to sell, go find someone else who offers more. Let¡¯s not argue about this. I¡¯m making a small profit here; it¡¯d be better if you just robbed me outright,¡± Yang Fan said. ¡°I just looked, and the average is about one point two, barely medium grade, but the length isn¡¯t even forty. Honestly, you probably can¡¯t get the price for medium grade anywhere else,¡± he added. Fu Xuebing frowned, and not convinced, he started picking through the astragalus roots again, muttering, ¡°Is it really divided that finely?¡± ¡°You¡¯ve been planting it for a year; don¡¯t tell me you can¡¯t distinguish the grades of astragalus roots!¡± Yang Fan said impatiently. It really felt like this guy was here to sharpen his wits today. ¡°I know shit; if I had known, I wouldn¡¯t have done it like last year, selling the whole lot and ending up not having a single pair of underwear left. I should learn from you in the future; I realize there¡¯s deep knowledge and intricacies here,¡± Fu Xuebing snapped a piece of astragalus root and shook his head as he spoke. ¡°You really have a cheeky hand, why snap it if it¡¯s not necessary? I¡¯m not letting those five yuan slide!¡± Yang Fan complained. Fu Xuebing was stunned, ¡°Even this isn¡¯t okay?¡± ¡°I sell them as whole roots, not slices. Do you think people won¡¯t pick through them?¡± Yang Fan said. Actually, this wasn¡¯t a big deal at all. It was just that he was a bit annoyed with the kid, and didn¡¯t want to just give away those five yuan. Fu Xuebing annoyingly grabbed a handful of his hair, shaking his head and chuckled, ¡°Okay, my hand really is a bit cheap. Two hundred forty-nine, others all call me a fool, and yet you rounded it up to just that, which is an unlucky number. I¡¯ll let you off one yuan!¡± ¡°This isn¡¯t my doing, you brought the goods; if anything, you rounded it up for yourself.¡± Yang Fan said with a laugh. The old man really doesn¡¯t speak a single truth; he¡¯s been around for a year, and Yang Fan couldn¡¯t believe he hadn¡¯t grasped this common knowledge and was still here playing dumb and naive¡ªwho was he trying to fool? ¡°Come on, take the money!¡± Yang Fan took out his mobile phone, prepared to transfer the money to Fu Xuebing, when suddenly he grinned sheepishly, whispering to Yang Fan, ¡°Fanzi, scan five hundred yuan, I owe you two hundred fifty. No, make it five hundred five, so I owe you three hundred, how did it round up to two fifty again!¡± Yang Fan was directly amused. His hunch wasn¡¯t wrong at all. He said he¡¯d let off one yuan, but that was bullshit. This old man directly wanted to make him shell out three hundred and one. Getting back money that Fu Xuebing lent out was as difficult as Zhao Laoer¡¯s gossipy wife berating, almost harder than digging out a calf in a cow¡¯s rump. ¡°When do you plan to pay me back, give me a time,¡± Yang Fan asked, while subtly turning on the recorder on his phone. This old man sounded all good now, but he¡¯d deny it later; Yang had to be prepared in advance. Three hundred yuan isn¡¯t a big sum, but not lending it would be awkward, given they were neighbors and all. But to just lose it for no reason, Yang Fan wasn¡¯t willing. Fu Xuebing pursed his lips, ¡°Fanzi, that kind of talk is a bit hurtful, man. We¡¯re neighbors separated by a wall, would I really owe you three hundred yuan and not pay back? Just one month, I just need some small change for playing mahjong, you think I¡¯m that broke!¡± ¡°If you don¡¯t pay me back in a month, I¡¯ll take your wife as a deposit, how about that? Three hundred yuan for a sister-in-law, you¡¯d be making a killing, isn¡¯t that enough of a commitment?¡± ¡°Commitment my ass, you¡¯re all talk and no action, can you even decide for your wife?¡± Yang Fan cursed, then transferred the money, ¡°Three hundred and one, if you don¡¯t pay up, I¡¯m coming to your house to haul away the herbs.¡± ¡°Alright, alright, even taking all from my house is fine, I¡¯m off,¡± Fu Xuebing collected the money and walked away chuckling. His departure was swift and decisive, not delayed for even a moment. Yang Fan felt a bit gloomy; getting this money back was probably going to be difficult. But still, this was the first time Fu Xuebing had borrowed money from him; three hundred yuan, not lending it really wouldn¡¯t look good. Yang Fan shook his head, took out the astragalus root that Fu Xuebing had brought, and began sorting it. Just as he picked a few, a tall figure suddenly burst in, urgently asking, ¡°Fanzi, has my man been here?¡± Yang Fan turned his head to see, first noticing two pale, long legs swinging before his eyes, and looked up to finally recognize the person. It was Fu Xuebing¡¯s wife, Li Jia, a slender woman well over one meter seventy. ¡°He was just here, what¡¯s up, sister-in-law?¡± Yang Fan asked, standing up puzzled. Chapter 30 - 30 30 Li Jias Request ?30: Chapter 30 Li Jia¡¯s Request 30: Chapter 30 Li Jia¡¯s Request Li Jia was a rather attractive woman whose appearance, although not instantly stunning like Ye Tong¡¯s, was very pleasant to look at, belonging to the kind that grows on you as you keep looking, making you find her more and more gentle and likeable. Furthermore, her height of about 1.74 meters made her stand out as a great beauty in this rural area. Her figure was not overly voluptuous, yet not skinny either. Although her curves were not the exaggerated S-shape, she had a nicely proportioned body with all the right assets. She had been married once before, and married Fu Xuebing for her second marriage, bringing along a four-year-old child who had already started kindergarten this year, with Fu Xuebing¡¯s parents taking care of the child in town. ¡°He asked you for a loan?¡± Li Jia didn¡¯t mind Yang Fan¡¯s gaze drifting across her collarbone, and she asked furiously. Yang Fan nodded, ¡°Sister-in-law guessed right, he sold me a bag of astragalus root, and along the way, he took three hundred yuan. To be precise, it was three hundred and one, with exact change.¡± ¡°That bastard!¡± Li Jia¡¯s mouth turned down sharply in anger, and it looked like fire might soon burst from her eyes. ¡°What¡¯s with the extra one yuan? What trick is that bastard up to now?¡± ¡°That, well, he owes it to me, so I have to count it!¡± Yang Fan said with a smile. Li Jia was momentarily at a loss for words, then said gloomily, ¡°Next time he asks to borrow money from you, don¡¯t lend it to him. That bastard has been sneaking around lately, and I suspect he¡¯s either gotten involved in gambling or has something to do with women.¡± ¡°The little money I hid away was secretly taken by him and squandered. Just now he even asked me for money, and when I saw him carrying a bag of astragalus root out, I guessed he might be coming to you.¡± Yang Fan frowned slightly, ¡°Old Fu is quite bold in business dealings, but I haven¡¯t heard that he has any interest in gambling tables. Could it be that he has some legitimate business?¡± Li Jia snorted coldly, cursing with disdain, ¡°He doesn¡¯t have any legitimate business. He always leaves the house acting all high and mighty, and when he returns, the house reeks of a mix of cigarette and perfume smells. He doesn¡¯t care about anything at home and leaves everything to me. That bastard is getting worse; while I¡¯m only guessing, I¡¯m sure it¡¯s one of those two things.¡± Hearing this, Yang Fan felt it might be true. He gave a wry smile and said, ¡°Sister-in-law, saying that makes me feel like my money might have just flown away!¡± Fu Xuebing already had a reputation for borrowing money. It was a bit better if he borrowed a large amount since he tended to pay those back more often. However, the small loans of a few hundred to a thousand that were willingly given were rare, and most of the time, people had to confront him and curse him to his face before he would remember to repay. Yang Fan was mentally prepared for this reason. He lent the money only because it was not a large amount and to save face. Had it been any more substantial, he wouldn¡¯t have loaned it at all. ¡°I hurried over as fast as I could but still couldn¡¯t stop him,¡± Li Jia said with a hint of speechlessness. ¡°If he doesn¡¯t return the money, I¡¯ll find a way to pay you back, or if you don¡¯t mind, I can work at your house for a few days. But if you want the money, you might have to wait. I don¡¯t have any money right now to pay you back. The little private money I had saved up has all been found and taken by that bastard.¡± ¡°No worries, sister-in-law, I¡¯ve only just lent the money. It¡¯s not like I¡¯ll demand it back immediately; I¡¯m not in a hurry,¡± Yang Fan said, waving his hand dismissively. ¡°Okay then, you go on with your business, I¡¯ll be on my way,¡± Li Jia said with a nod. She had just taken two steps when she turned around, looking a bit embarrassed, and asked, ¡°Fanzi, you travel around a lot, do you know where they¡¯re hiring? Somewhere not too far so it¡¯s easy to get back home.¡± Yang Fan thought for a moment and shook his head, ¡°There doesn¡¯t seem to be anything nearby. It¡¯s easier to find work in the county town, but it¡¯s not convenient to return home. Sister-in-law, you¡¯ve got a good thing going at home, why the sudden desire to find a job?¡± Li Jia hesitated for a long while, clearly embarrassed to talk about this matter, then chuckled wryly and said, ¡°What else could it be? It¡¯s because I¡¯m broke. That bastard Old Fu is getting more and more unreliable, I have to think of something for myself.¡± ¡°Sister-in-law, if that¡¯s the case, I think you should just stick to farming medicine. After all, your business is already set up, just keep it going. The market for medicinal herbs has been pretty good these past few years,¡± Yang Fan suggested. Li Jia nodded thoughtfully, ¡°I¡¯ll think about it a bit more. If Old Fu doesn¡¯t come around, I can¡¯t handle such a big matter by myself. Old Fu has made a mess of the medicinal herb business; I¡¯m even more clueless.¡± ¡°You¡¯ll understand it better as you go along. It¡¯s actually not that complicated,¡± Yang Fan said with a smile. As long as you work hard at growing medicinal herbs, you definitely won¡¯t suffer too much of a loss; the market for these things doesn¡¯t fluctuate wildly. There are indeed losses, but not many due to big market changes. How much can you lose with just a few acres? If this year¡¯s market isn¡¯t good, you could just hold onto the stock and not sell it. Li Jia glanced at Yang Fan and said with a touch of embarrassment, ¡°Fanzi, now that we¡¯ve come to this, sister-in-law, would you please do me a favor? If you have time, could you help me take a look and give me a rough guide? If you¡¯re busy, never mind.¡± Yang Fan had only made a small suggestion, but unexpectedly, he had wound up with a job to do. But Li Jia was different from Fu Xuebing; this woman was thrifty in life and decent in her dealings. She had helped Yang Fan¡¯s family quite a lot before. It was just because she was in a second marriage that her status at home had always been low, without much say in things. Perhaps it was Fu Xuebing¡¯s constant messing around that made her anxious and led her to think about finding something to do. Yang Fan¡¯s casual encouragement seemed to have also given her the idea of taking charge. ¡°Sister-in-law, you go home and wait for a bit; once I finish sorting these herbs, I¡¯ll come over,¡± Yang Fan agreed. Li Jia smiled shyly and nodded. After she left, Yang Fan tidied up the astragalus Fu Xuebing had brought. Just as sister-in-law returned, they had a simple breakfast, and then he headed towards Fu Xuebing¡¯s house. He planned to quickly give Li Jia a rough explanation and then hurry out to buy goods. He had already wasted yesterday; if he didn¡¯t get moving today, he was almost becoming as negligent as Fu Xuebing. Fu Xuebing¡¯s house was on the right-hand side of Yang Fan¡¯s House, with a vegetable garden belonging to the Yang family in between. Back when Fu Xuebing opened his repair shop, he had split from his parents. Even though his parents still looked after his children, they lived separately. When Yang Fan reached the entrance and saw the gate wide open, he walked straight in. ¡°Sister-in-law!¡± Yang Fan called out as he stood in the yard. ¡°Yes.¡± From the west room, Li Jia¡¯s voice came through. Heading towards the voice, Yang Fan walked over, ¡°Sister-in-law, you¡¯ve got quite a lot of bees here. That¡¯s practically an industry... Hey, what¡¯s this...¡± As Yang Fan pushed the door open and glanced around the room, he quickly took a step back out. Li Jia seemed to be in the middle of something, but with her shirt open and her chest exposed, she looked quite enticing. Chapter 31 - 31 31 Using Oneself as Interest ?31: Chapter 31 Using Oneself as Interest 31: Chapter 31 Using Oneself as Interest Yang Fan waited at the door for a short while before Li Jia, her face flushed with embarrassment, finally opened the door. She looked quite uneasy, her evasive gaze filled with awkwardness. ¡°I didn¡¯t know you were busy, you answered, and I just came in,¡± Yang Fan took the initiative to explain. Although it was only a fleeting glimpse, he still saw what there was to be seen. Li Jia¡¯s pair were nicely shaped, only, probably because she had children, the tips were quite prominent and the nipples were fairly large. However, the color was still a healthy pink and hadn¡¯t turned black like some people¡¯s do. The size seemed like it would be satisfying to chew on. Li Jia hung her head, muttering in a low, embarrassed voice, ¡°I answered instinctively, I... forget about it.¡± ¡°Actually, I didn¡¯t see anything there, so don¡¯t be nervous,¡± Yang Fan commented with a forced laugh. He was trying to ease the awkward atmosphere, but it seemed he inadvertently let slip a revealing remark. Not seeing anything there, what a load of nonsense! Li Jia raised a hand to bite her finger, her face suddenly reddening as if she had been ironed with a hot iron. Yang Fan didn¡¯t know what to say for a moment. His damned mouth. The two stood at the doorway like they were in a cold war, for about a minute or two, before Li Jia, as if coming back to life, said in a fluster, ¡°Please, have a seat, I¡¯ll... I¡¯ll make you some tea.¡± This was a tea-producing area, after all; no matter whose home you entered, you were always offered a cup of tea first. Before Yang Fan could even say no, Li Jia scooted out of the door as if fleeing from disaster. He had no choice but to accept her hospitality, sitting down on the sofa nearby. His gaze swept across the room, and he suddenly noticed the bra draped over the arm of the sofa, obviously something Li Jia had just taken off. A fairly common style, it seemed to be quite worn out. For a woman whose dress was washed to the point of whiteness, it made sense that her bra could be worn out too. Yang Fan picked it up, intending to move it elsewhere, but just as he had it in hand, Li Jia rushed back in a panic. Her hasty return was probably because of the item in Yang Fan¡¯s hands. As their eyes met, the air suddenly fell silent again. Yang Fan felt so awkward he really had the urge to die, ¡°Sister-in-law, if I say I was just trying to move it somewhere else, would you believe me? I didn¡¯t even notice it was there, I just sat down.¡± ¡°...Yes,¡± Li Jia managed to say, her face burning red as she quickly reached forward to snatch the bra back, wadding it up behind her. ¡°You, you take a seat,¡± she stammered, before striding off on her long legs in a hurry again. Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help feeling a headache coming on, the misunderstanding was awkward indeed. It took quite a while before Li Jia reappeared with a cup of tea and a stack of steamed buns in hand; during this time, she had probably given herself a stern mental pep talk because by the time she returned, her complexion had returned to normal. ¡°Fanzi, have something to eat; you came so hurriedly, you probably haven¡¯t had breakfast yet?¡± Li Jia said softly. While her eyes still held a faint shyness, she looked much more natural overall. Yang shook his head, taking the tea, ¡°I¡¯ve eaten already, just a drink will do.¡± ¡°Oh, then... help yourself,¡± Li Jia replied, standing beside him a bit uneasily, her hands clasped and her firm buttocks resting against the edge of the table behind her. The air once again settled into an uncomfortable quiet. Li Jia seemed to have something to say, but it also seemed like she was struggling to express it. ¡°Sister-in-law, is there something you want to say?¡± Yang Fan found her demeanor really awkward and couldn¡¯t help but ask. Li Jia quickly shook her head, ¡°No, it¡¯s nothing.¡± Yang Fan thought she was still preoccupied with what had happened earlier, so he didn¡¯t pursue it further. But after he slowly finished his cup of tea, Li Jia was still staring absently at the floor, her expression full of conflict. She was incessantly rubbing her hands together, clearly displaying a look of deep concern. Her behavior made Yang Fan feel a bit uneasy too. He put down his cup and couldn¡¯t resist saying again, ¡°Sister-in-law, if there¡¯s something on your mind, just say it. Old Fu and I have always treated you like two different people. If there¡¯s anything I can help with, I definitely won¡¯t be vague.¡± Li Jia quickly looked up at Yang Fan and, with a troubled bite on the corner of her mouth, said, ¡°Fanzi, actually, I... I also want to borrow money.¡± ¡°Ah?¡± Yang Fan was stunned. This statement caught him completely off guard. What is this, the couple today is tag-teaming against the landlord? In an instant, he somewhat regretted having been too nosy and overly enthusiastic earlier; he should have just let her remain tangled up in her problem. ¡°Fanzi, don¡¯t get excited, I... I can pay the interest first, and then find a way to repay the money,¡± said Li Jia somewhat nervously, a little too quickly. ¡°It¡¯s just that, this matter, we need to talk about it first, see if it¡¯s okay with you?¡± ¡°Hmm?¡± Yang Fan looked at Li Jia, utterly puzzled. Her words were somewhat perplexing. Paying interest on a loan first¡ªwhy does that sound so awkward? Yang Fan thought it over carefully and felt that it was more like he was using his own money to pay himself interest first. Li Jia¡¯s delicate hands were rubbing against each other very hard, and with great difficulty, she asked, ¡°Fanzi, you¡¯re a grown man now, so... do you have, have any needs in that department?¡± ¡°Which department?¡± The more Yang Fan listened, the more confused he became. Li Jia¡¯s topic was winding around like a noose, and it was quite headache-inducing. ¡°It¡¯s just...¡± Li Jia¡¯s unmade-up cheeks quietly flushed a shade of red as she whispered in extreme embarrassment, ¡°It¡¯s about that thing between a man and a woman... the thing in bed.¡± Yang Fan was immediately dumbfounded. The topic was indeed convoluted, but also quite compelling. ¡°Sister-in-law, talking about this is kind of, you know, that. At my age, I definitely do have those needs,¡± Yang Fan said. He still hadn¡¯t completely understood Li Jia¡¯s real intention. But a vague suspicion was beginning to form. Could Li Jia be thinking of using this sort of thing as interest? If that was really the case, it seemed perfectly acceptable to agree. ¡°So, what do you think about sister-in-law...?¡± Li Jia asked in a low voice, her head hanging even lower, visibly tensing up all over. Yang Fan¡¯s gaze directly roamed over Li Jia¡¯s figure, ¡°Very pretty indeed!¡± With those long legs and her looks, going without makeup, barely using any cosmetics and still reaching this state. If she put a little effort into dressing up, she would undoubtedly be a stunning beauty. ¡°I want to offer myself as interest, do you think, can you... can accept it?¡± Li Jia murmured with her head lowered, ¡°It¡¯s like, with me... for you to sleep, you can, don¡¯t, don¡¯t take precautions, just go direct, okay?¡± Chapter 32 - 32 32 A Penny Stumps a Beautiful Young Woman ?32: Chapter 32: A Penny Stumps a Beautiful Young Woman 32: Chapter 32: A Penny Stumps a Beautiful Young Woman Li Jia had exhausted all her strength and finally, at the very end, revealed her true intentions. When she finished speaking, Yang Fan could vaguely see beads of sweat on her perky nose. Her hands were so tense that her knuckles had turned somewhat white. Clearly, making such a decision was extremely difficult for her as well. Perhaps she really had encountered some issues recently and urgently needed some money. ¡°Sister-in-law, that condition of yours, I must say it really hits the spot for me. You have no idea how many times I¡¯ve thought about you,¡± Yang Fan said with a light laugh, ¡°But as you said, it depends on whether I have the means. How much do you need?¡± Li Jia looked at him in surprise, ¡°You... you have thoughts about me? Don¡¯t tease me. I¡¯m a woman in my thirties with a child. How could you possibly have thoughts about me?¡± ¡°Why would I lie to you? There¡¯s no other reason; it¡¯s just because you are beautiful, sister-in-law,¡± Yang Fan said with a smirk. This was the time to be shameless. Now that everything was out in the open, he had to steer the conversation in a risque? direction. Li Jia¡¯s cheeks flushed completely in an instant; the deep redness spread like wildfire to her collarbone and behind her ears, making her ears, which were elf-like, completely translucent and red. She pursed her lips tightly several times and said in a low voice, ¡°Whether you mean it or just trying to appease me, I am... I¡¯m still quite pleased to hear that. At least someone likes me, haha.¡± ¡°I need a bit over three thousand yuan. Is that convenient for you? I almost had enough saved up, but that bastard Old Fu secretly embezzled it all. I had told him before; I said I thought there might be something wrong with my mammary glands, that they felt unusually hard, and I wanted to see a doctor, but he never took it seriously and didn¡¯t give me a penny,¡± Li Jia said. Li Jia touched her chest and continued, ¡°But later it started to hurt more and more, and I felt that I couldn¡¯t delay any longer. I mentioned it to him several more times, but he dismissed it, saying there¡¯s always something with me and that we don¡¯t have money for my treatment. I had no choice but to try and gather a little here and a little there on my own.¡± ¡°It was not easy, but I managed to save that amount, yet he...¡± Yang Fan pinched the bridge of his nose; indeed, this was something Fu Xuebing would do. Apparently, because Li Jia was a second wife and had not been able to conceive since their marriage, Fu¡¯s parents had a poor opinion of her, openly calling her a barren ¡°second-hand hen¡± good for nothing but her looks. Though Fu Xuebing never said such things to outsiders, the sound of their arguments could often be heard every few days. ¡°Three thousand yuan isn¡¯t a big deal. Although I don¡¯t have much money, I can still afford that amount,¡± Yang Fan said. ¡°Sister-in-law, could you let me have a look at it?¡± Li Jia hesitated for a moment and then nodded, ¡°If you agree, it... it might not feel like much, so please don¡¯t mind.¡± Yang Fan was so touched by her considerate words he didn¡¯t know what to say. ¡°Sister-in-law, listen to what you¡¯re saying. You are offering your body as the interest for three thousand yuan. Honestly, even if it were free I¡¯d feel like I was striking a huge bargain. Such a great deal, I doubt could be found anywhere else in the world except with you.¡± He was being completely honest; three thousand yuan was indeed a considerable sum for him, yet asking for such interest in return seemed somewhat exaggerated. He didn¡¯t really understand what Li Jia was thinking. With a bitter smile, Li Jia walked up to Yang Fan, looking a bit nervous as she began to unbutton the top of her blouse, while saying, ¡°I have no relatives or friends here, and I don¡¯t even know who to ask for just three thousand yuan. As for my family, I¡¯d rather not trouble them over this. It was my choice, and I have to face the consequences.¡± Yang Fan suddenly remembered that Li Jia had married into the family from afar, and it seemed she hadn¡¯t been very happy with her family because of it. Fu Xuebing found such a woman, and by all accounts, it should have been his good fortune, but this old chap had the nature of a troublemaker; it seemed he had never known how to appreciate what he had. He was the type who would rather spend three thousand yuan on a foot bath than on his wife¡¯s medical treatment, thinking it a waste. Li Jia, looking somewhat nervous, pulled out her very cute and ample chest from her neckline. Perhaps too nervous, she accidentally hurt herself in the process, grimacing in pain. Yang Fan smiled, placed his hand on it, and kneaded around it from left to right. Although Li Jia dressed simply, her skin was exceptionally fair and carried a faint fragrance. She was always a hardworking woman, keeping everything at home neat and tidy, almost to the point of being spotless, so how could she possibly neglect herself? Yang Fan kneaded for a bit, then suddenly brought his mouth close, not too big or small, it fit just right. ¡°Ah... what are you...¡± Li Jia was startled, blushing as she yelped, but she did not refuse. She seemed to think Yang Fan already wanted her, hesitated for a moment, slid her skirt off her shoulders, and released her other ample half for Yang Fan to play with. ¡°Sister-in-law, does this hurt?¡± asked Yang Fan, looking up. ¡°Just a little,¡± Li Jia felt it and responded. ¡°This one, I suspect might be caused by pent-up emotions leading to nodules; it¡¯s not very serious. I know a very informal old traditional doctor, if you trust it, you can have a look,¡± Yang Fan said, ¡°Although he¡¯s a bit unorthodox, his medical skills are amazing.¡± ¡°For a lump as big as yours, just the tests at the hospital might cost you half of three thousand yuan. If you¡¯re not at ease, you can get an X-ray and then see that old traditional doctor, it should be sorted out for just a few hundred yuan.¡± This method of diagnosing through sucking was actually taught to Yang Fan by the old traditional doctor during a casual conversation. If it hurts a lot with one suck, it likely needs to be cut out; if it¡¯s not very painful, as the old doctor said himself, ¡°three doses of medicine and the disease is gone!¡± When Yang Fan first started in this business, he often skipped the middlemen and delivered directly to the pharmacy. He met this old doctor during that period, who, till today, still calls Yang Fan whenever he needs any medicine. Li Jia suddenly asked with excitement, ¡°Fanzi, is he good at treating this kind of thing?¡± ¡°The few sucks I just did, he taught me that. He¡¯s best at treating complicated diseases, barely likes to bother with minor illnesses,¡± Yang Fan laughed, ¡°Let¡¯s try it; I really trust his medical skills.¡± Li Jia nodded vigorously, ¡°Give me the address, and I¡¯ll go see him this afternoon.¡± ¡°Okay.¡± Yang Fan, with a satisfied expression, grabbed Li Jia¡¯s other normal and full breast, chuckling, ¡°Sister-in-law, if everything goes well, you might not even need three thousand. So, what you said earlier, does it still stand? Will you give it back to me?¡± Li Jia, feeling strange sensations all over her body, blushed and gently nodded, ¡°Will give...¡± Chapter 33 - 33 33 A Story Sparked by a Look ?33: Chapter 33 A Story Sparked by a Look 33: Chapter 33 A Story Sparked by a Look Li Jia¡¯s expression was tense as she gently placed her hand on Yang Fan¡¯s shoulder. She was relatively tall, and in order for the seated Yang Fan to be able to touch her there, she had maintained a slightly squatting position. After squatting for a bit too long, she started to feel the strain and had to grab Yang Fan¡¯s shoulder for support. After making herself a bit more comfortable, she whispered with a face full of shyness, ¡°If this old TCM doctor can really cure my illness, it might cost less than three thousand, but you were the one who referred him to me. If it wasn¡¯t for you, the money I would have had to spend could have been far more than three thousand.¡± ¡°You should know about Liu Wuzi¡¯s daughter-in-law, right? She also had this disease, and has spent over ten thousand in total, and this three thousand expense is what she told me before. I even went to see her a few days ago, and she¡¯s still not cured, looks like she might need a total removal.¡± Yang Fan, unable to keep his hands off, fondled Li Family¡¯s beautifully shaped and full breasts, and nodded, ¡°Of course I know her, she¡¯s a year-round medicine jar. Considering her condition, she certainly must have waited too long and never got checked.¡± ¡°That¡¯s what she told me, so she keeps advising me to get checked as soon as possible, to treat early and be reassured early.¡± Li Jia said softly, ¡°Otherwise, I might not have had the courage to bring up the matter of money with you. Old Fu, that bastard, just borrowed three hundred from you, and here I am turning around and borrowing three thousand. It really doesn¡¯t seem right...¡± ¡°It¡¯s just that I saw you staring at me before, and your gaze just now seemed a bit fervent, so I plucked up the courage to speak. It¡¯s only because of you. If it were someone else, I really wouldn¡¯t have dared to say it.¡± There¡¯s a saying that distant relatives are not as good as close neighbors, and Yang Fan could understand what Li Jia meant. His relationship with Li Jia¡¯s house had indeed been quite close. Otherwise, Yang Fan wouldn¡¯t have settled Fu Xuebing¡¯s debt despite knowing he was not a decent man, just because he couldn¡¯t bear to lose face. ¡°Was my gaze really that obvious?¡± Yang Fan asked with a smile. Li Jia bashfully pursed her lips and said softly, ¡°It felt like you wanted to burrow into my clothes.¡± ¡°I didn¡¯t burrow in, but it was you, sister-in-law, who let it out,¡± Yang Fan said with a laugh. Li Jia¡¯s already blushing cheeks turned thoroughly crimson, and she light-heartedly chastised him, ¡°Don¡¯t be fresh...¡± Yang Fan chuckled softly, his gaze being too direct actually had its perks. He gently massaged Li Jia¡¯s swollen breast with his right hand, bringing his mouth to the other one and suckling unabashedly. The not-too-big and not-too-small size was just perfect, not too small to go unnoticed, nor too big to dampen the appetite. ¡°Mmm...¡± The hand Li Jia had on Yang Fan¡¯s shoulder quietly added a bit more pressure as she moaned softly. She seemed to be trying to restrain the volume of her voice but couldn¡¯t help letting out a cry. While Yang Fan was suckling and playing with her, his left hand gradually slid down her lithe waist, landing on her buttocks, which weren¡¯t extremely perky but were quite plump. After gently kneading a few times and feeling the fullness, his hand continued to slowly move downward, lifting her skirt and sliding underneath it. When his palm touched her silky thigh, Yang Fan clearly felt Li Jia¡¯s body stiffen. She was still nervous. Yang Fan didn¡¯t pay attention to it and let his hand glide up along that soft, smooth leg. Heading straight for the hidden area, Yang Fan¡¯s hand was stopped by a thin layer of fabric. The style of Li Jia¡¯s clothing was very conservative, slightly resembling safety shorts, form-fitting and clinging tight to her skin. Although he hadn¡¯t penetrated deeply yet, Yang Fan could already discern the intricate structure through the fabric. ¡°Mmm...¡± With the touch of Yang Fan¡¯s fingers, Li Jia couldn¡¯t help but let out a couple of soft moans, her buttocks arching back in an attempt to evade his touch. Her body shuddered slightly as if electrified. Yang Fan freed his right hand, grabbed the inadvertently fleeing buttocks, and pulled them back, holding Li Jia¡¯s soft body tightly in his arms while his left hand slipped under the edge of the safety shorts. As his hand delved deeper, Li Jia¡¯s breathing suddenly quickened, her slender legs tightly clamped together, her body tensely taut. As more territory was lost, she not only failed to relax but seemed to become even more nervous. From her reaction, one could imagine the courage it took for her to suggest using her body as interest. Had it not been for her exceptional worry about her health, she probably would never have made such a decision. Yang Fan¡¯s palm had reached the end, and a powerful heat mixed with a trace of wetness streamed from his fingertips. This woman, like a shy beauty hiding her face, was already aroused. Just as Yang Fan¡¯s fingers tentatively advanced, preparing to scout ahead for his ¡®big brother¡¯, a loud, urgent shouting came from the courtyard: ¡°Li Jia, Li Jia, quickly, quickly, help me sort out these medicinal herbs!¡± He yelled her name exceptionally loudly. The two people in the room instantaneously separated like a flash of lightning. Li Jia panicked, hastily tidying her clothes, her face as red as if she had just steamed in a sauna, her collar buttons still undone, ready to dash outside. ¡°Fanzi, you, you... hide first,¡± she urged in a low, flustered voice. Yang Fan quickly stopped her, ¡°Sister-in-law, what should I hide for? Calm down, wash your face; it¡¯s too red. I¡¯ll go out first, and you come out later.¡± Compared to Li Jia, who was frantic and clueless about what to do, Yang Fan was much calmer, his demeanor almost instantly returning to normal. Dealing with all sorts of people all year had forged his psychological resilience. Li Jia cupped her burning cheeks with both hands and nodded repeatedly, ¡°Okay...¡± When Yang Fan opened the door to leave, Fu Xuebing was already sitting under the eaves of the east house, a cigarette hanging from his mouth, squinting his eyes as he counted the banknotes in his hand. Without counting, Yang Fan could tell at a glance that Fu Xuebing¡¯s money totaled, at most, a little over two hundred yuan. ¡°All this rush to sell medicines?¡± Yang Fan asked. ¡°Eh, Fanzi, you¡¯re at my place? I was just about to look for you,¡± Fu Xuebing said, lifting his head abruptly with a look of surprise. ¡°Sister-in-law asked me to come over and talk to her about planting medicinal herbs,¡± Yang Fan said nonchalantly, standing next to Fu Xuebing. ¡°What do you want from me? If it¡¯s about selling herbs, forget it. I can¡¯t really take your herbs. I would be throwing in hundreds without earning a penny.¡± ¡°Look at what you¡¯re saying, I was borrowing, and what¡¯s borrowed must certainly be paid back!¡± Fu Xuebing said with a carefree flick of his cigarette ash. Yang Fan cast a sidelong glance at Fu Xuebing and asked, ¡°Let me clarify first: this time you¡¯re selling herbs, you¡¯re not mixing in anything illicit, are you?¡± Chapter 34 - 34 34 Li Jias Worries ?34: Chapter 34 Li Jia¡¯s Worries 34: Chapter 34 Li Jia¡¯s Worries Beneath the somewhat decrepit eaves, Fu Xuebing stared with his not-so-large eyes, his demeanor fierce as he slapped his hand and said, ¡°Fanzi, we¡¯ve been neighbors for so many years, I would never swindle anyone, let alone you, am I right? Just put your mind at ease, it¡¯s only a small sum of money. You keep muttering about it, which hurts our friendship, brother.¡± Yang Fan forced a smile, knowing that when jokes are taken seriously, the fun disappears completely. But usually, out of ten people who say things like that, nine are likely to double-cross you. ¡°Are you really going to sell?¡± Yang Fan asked. Fu Xuebing nodded, ¡°Sell, sell, sell. I¡¯m not going to hoard this inventory anymore. I¡¯ve got my eye on a big job these few days, need some cash to grease the wheels. If I pull this off, brother, I¡¯ll treat you to good food and drinks!¡± ¡°Okay then, I¡¯ll be waiting,¡± Yang Fan said with a smile, but he really didn¡¯t know what kind of big project Fu Xuebing could manage with just a few hundred yuan. Li Jia speculated that Fu Xuebing might be involved with gambling or women, and now Yang Fan felt this was almost certainly the case. ¡°Don¡¯t worry, brother. I¡¯ve got everything under control, the plan is rock solid!¡± Fu Xuebing declared loudly, his hand waving with a cigarette between the fingers as if he were commanding an army. Despite being seated, his spray almost reached Yang Fan¡¯s face. At that moment, Li Jia, having just washed her face, walked out of the room. Her expression had mostly returned to normal, but upon closer inspection, one could still discern a hint of guilt and nervousness in her eyes. Fu Xuebing gave her only a brief glance before loudly demanding, ¡°Hurry up and get these medicinal materials sorted out for Fanzi, weigh them out. I¡¯m in a rush here.¡± Li Jia glared at him fiercely but didn¡¯t say anything, heading straight into the eastern room. Their family was small but the house was large, with two rooms in the east side used to store grain and miscellaneous items. Li Jia was already busy working inside, but he was still nonchalantly sitting and smoking, showing no intention of helping. Watching this, Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but ask, ¡°Aren¡¯t you going to lend a hand?¡± ¡°What¡¯s there to help with such a small task? Fanzi, I feel obliged to remind you, when you get married, you must remember, never let a woman have idle time or spoil her. Otherwise, she¡¯ll end up riding roughshod over you,¡± Fu Xuebing said with the air of a seasoned veteran, winking and pulling faces. Yang Fan suddenly felt frustrated. He wondered how on earth this guy had managed to find such a virtuous woman like Li Jia. Did he step in a pile of dog poop that fell from the sky when courting? ¡°You also have the nerve to let sister-in-law work alone? I wouldn¡¯t dare take your life advice; I¡¯m a bachelor now, but if I learned from you, I¡¯d definitely end up divorced,¡± Yang Fan said exasperatedly, ¡°You just happened to end up with a compliant woman like sister-in-law. Try it with Lao Er¡¯s wife if you dare, she¡¯d knock the shit out of you.¡± Fu Xuebing chuckled lewdly, ¡°There¡¯s nothing I can do about it. I¡¯m just lucky. Zhao Laoer may look rich, but his lot isn¡¯t as good as mine. His wife bosses him around so much, he can¡¯t stay home for three days without running off, poor sod!¡± Yang shook his head and walked into the eastern room to help Li Jia with the work. Fu Xuebing was content to watch from the sidelines, but Yang couldn¡¯t stand it. Seeing Yang come inside, Li Jia glanced at him with reddened eyes, then quickly lowered her head and went back to sorting the medicinal materials. Yang felt a strange discomfort in his heart from her look. Even though he didn¡¯t know the specific circumstances, nor why Li Jia would rather live like this than consider divorce, From what he saw, it seemed that pity was the only appropriate description. Yang helped Li Jia to sort out the relatively sparse amount of astragalus root and codonopsis in the room. It was only after they finished that Fu Xuebing finally got up and weighed everything. All in all, they barely managed to scrape together two hundred pounds. Just as Yang Fan settled the bill, Fu Xuebing tossed out a ¡°Busy here, help yourself,¡± and turned around, bustling off as quickly as he had come. ¡°Sister-in-law, with things like this, haven¡¯t you thought of stepping in?¡± Yang Fan asked with a somewhat bewildered expression. Li Jia shook her head, ¡°I don¡¯t want to talk about it anymore. As long as he¡¯s not borrowing money from outsiders and making them come to me for repayment, I don¡¯t want to say a word about anything else. Even if I spoke up, I couldn¡¯t win the argument. Nothing would change, and I¡¯d still have to face their family of three¡¯s abuse and threats. It¡¯s not worth it.¡± ¡°But you this...¡± Yang Fan almost blurted out the words ¡°get a divorce¡± before catching himself in time. Li Jia let out a faintly sad chuckle, and said with heartfelt sincerity, ¡°Fanzi, at my age, I can¡¯t find a decent match anymore. Although life is frustrating now, I can manage if I don¡¯t overthink it. At least the kids are well taken care of, and in the future, I can do something on my own without relying on him.¡± For a moment, Yang Fan truly didn¡¯t know what to say. How to put it... it certainly wasn¡¯t a good idea. ¡°Let¡¯s go inside,¡± Li Jia said softly, tugging at Yang Fan¡¯s sleeve. The implication was clear. The man who aspired to do great things was gone, and they could continue what they hadn¡¯t finished just before. Yang Fan nodded and then said, ¡°Sister-in-law, if you¡¯re feeling uncomfortable, maybe we could do this another day?¡± A wealth of sorrow was hidden in Li Jia¡¯s eyes, which had turned visibly red. He didn¡¯t want to take advantage of her vulnerability, to stir these gentle waters with a stranger¡¯s stick at such a time. Even though the very thought excited him, Yang Fan knew that if she wasn¡¯t in the mood, there would be little interest in doing that, and it would just feel like completing a task. Li Jia shook her head with a soft laugh, ¡°I¡¯m fine, we¡¯ve already agreed on this, so come on.¡± Seeing this, Yang Fan could only nod in agreement. The two went back into the room, where Li Jia had Yang Fan sit on the bed, then squeezed her supple body between his legs with a blush as she gently unbuttoned her neckline. Her dress had a vintage style, not only with sleeves but also three buttons at the collar. Just as those two perky, adorable, and anxious mounds were about to burst forth, a thunderous shout from Fu Xuebing came from outside, ¡°Fanzi, are you heading to the town later?¡± The two in the room disentangled themselves in an instant. Yang Fan gave Li Jia a look, casually picked up his almost-empty tea cup from the table, and, pretending to take a drink, stepped out the door with a nonchalant air and leaned on the doorway, asking, ¡°You¡¯re going to town?¡± ¡°Ah, just hitching a ride with you,¡± Fu Xuebing said while walking over. ¡°Well... let¡¯s go then. But wait a bit, I¡¯ll take those herbs of yours home later,¡± Yang Fan said. After being interrupted by Fu Xuebing several times, he didn¡¯t feel too confident about continuing with Li Jia. These couple of times had been close calls; they hadn¡¯t fully undressed. If they had, they surely wouldn¡¯t have been able to get dressed in time. ¡°It¡¯s just a short walk, let Li Jia bring them over later, let¡¯s get going,¡± Fu Xuebing urged, ¡°I¡¯m not going to steal what you sold.¡± Chapter 35 - 35 35 Special Customer ?35: Chapter 35 Special Customer 35: Chapter 35 Special Customer ¡°Well, at least wait for me to finish this cup of tea,¡± Yang Fan said to Fu Xuebing, shaking the tea cup in his hand. ¡°I just sat down in your house and started organizing the medicine for you. I haven¡¯t drank more than two sips of water, and you¡¯re already rushing me to leave? Your hospitality seems a bit hasty!¡± ¡°Take your time, there¡¯s still tea,¡± Fu Xuebing said with a wave of his hand and a smile. ¡°Keep drinking, I¡¯ll just make a quick call over there.¡± Yang Fan watched as Fu Xuebing held up his cellphone and swayed toward the doorway of the eastern room, then sat down on that dilapidated sofa before he moved back into the room. It seemed that Fu Xuebing also didn¡¯t want Yang Fan and Li Jia to hear the phone conversation. Yang Fan wasn¡¯t really after the tea, it was cold anyway, not worth drinking. He mainly wanted to find a chance to explain things to Li Jia. He had already undressed halfway and touched what needed to be touched, but he still hadn¡¯t given her the borrowed money. Yang Fan worried that if Fu Xuebing discovered anything, there would certainly be nothing for Li Jia, so he planned to give it to her secretly. Putting down the prop teacup in his hand, Yang Fan glanced outside the window and whispered to Li Jia, ¡°Sister-in-law, bring the medicine over in the evening, then I¡¯ll give you the money. Make sure you¡¯re ready and hurry to get treated.¡± Li Jia, looking quite apprehensive, nodded lightly. ¡°And... the other matter?¡± ¡°It seems like there¡¯s no chance today; I¡¯m worried Old Fu noticed something,¡± Yang Fan said. Li Jia nodded and tentatively proposed, ¡°Then leave me your phone number. If Old Fu isn¡¯t home one evening, you can come over. I mean what I said, and I won¡¯t go back on my word. If it didn¡¯t happen today, can we add another chance?¡± Only then did Yang Fan realize that Li Jia meant the interest was just for once, not ongoing. But then again, borrowing three thousand yuan for just one time was already high interest; maintaining it continuously was unthinkable. He felt like teasing her, expressing his intentions, but then thought better of it. If he wasn¡¯t capable, no amount of words would likely keep Li Jia in such a relationship with him. If he was capable, there was no need for words; Li Jia would throw herself at him. Yang Fan accepted Li Jia¡¯s proposal, gave her his phone number, and stealthily pinched Li Jia¡¯s firm and intact area twice, leaving while her face was blushing and she hurried out of the room. He dared not stay longer, as Old Fu, on the verge of sprouting an entire meadow on his head, was still discussing big business outside. If he discovered anything, that would be disastrous. ¡°Let¡¯s go, Boss Fu!¡± Yang Fan called out as he walked toward the door to meet Fu Xuebing, who was still holding his phone and talking up a storm, and headed outside. After retrieving his used tricycle, Yang Fan dropped Fu Xuebing off in town and started a new day roaming the streets. Today, he planned to take the opportunity to explore some new areas. To the north of Xin¡¯an Town was less frequented by him; it was rather unfamiliar territory. He turned on the only new device in the car, a handheld bullhorn, and let it cycle through calling for the goods he wanted to collect. Yang Fan sped into today¡¯s first village, Zhangli Village. Almost everyone in this village took the surname Zhang or Li. These two families were already prominent clans, and in this place, they were completely dominant households, far more affluent than the Shen family in Shicheng Village. Not to mention, several influential figures in town were from Zhangli Village. Yang Fan increased his driving speed and chose back roads to dive into the village, starting to go from house to house. ¡°Buying mountain products, medicinal materials, paying good prices!¡± ¡°Buy mountain goods and medicinal herbs; as long as you give a price, I¡¯ll buy!¡± This was recorded by Yang Fan¡¯s sister-in-law to help him out¡ªher voice, gentle and crisp, worked far better than his own rough shouting. After making rounds in most of the village, Yang Fan¡¯s second-hand tricycle was nearly overflowing, and his wallet visibly thinner; he had completed today¡¯s tasks much faster than he had anticipated. Sure enough, unfamiliar territories often yielded more goods; his efficiency was nearly double his usual. ¡°Hey, the one buying mountain goods, wait a moment.¡± Yang Fan stopped by the roadside, organizing the goods in his vehicle, preparing to pack up and leave soon when suddenly a woman approached from the side of the road. She was panting heavily, her voluptuous figure swaying enticingly with each step. ¡°Big sister, what do you have to sell?¡± Yang Fan asked cheerily. After roaming the streets for a long time, his brilliant smile had almost become a permanent fixture. A good-looking smile and pleasant words often softened even the pickiest of people. The woman seemed to be around Li Jia¡¯s age, but perhaps due to a generally leisurely lifestyle, she had a rosy complexion and delicate skin. She moved forward and leaned on Yang Fan¡¯s vehicle, gasping for air and then complained, ¡°You were driving too fast; I was yelling my lungs out behind you, and you didn¡¯t even turn your head. Your goods are rather snobbish, making me chase you for a whole li.¡± Yang Fan was taken aback and quickly explained with a smile, ¡°Sister, I really didn¡¯t hear you, probably because of the loud speaker on the vehicle. How can us street vendors afford to be haughty? We have to lick our faces and say nice things to buy goods!¡± ¡°Do you buy tobacco and alcohol?¡± the woman asked after catching her breath, patting her trembling chest. Her chest was indeed large, sagging slightly from its size. ¡°I actually don¡¯t deal with those; I¡¯m not familiar with that business,¡± Yang Fan said, shaking his head. He had heard that trading these items could be quite profitable, but he never dared to touch things he didn¡¯t understand, afraid of getting himself into trouble. Those who bought cigarettes and liquor usually offered high prices, and a slight loss could cost thousands. ¡°Don¡¯t worry, the goods are all genuine, and the sources are clear, just about the right price and you can take them,¡± the woman said. ¡°Come on, follow me first and see. There are also some other things at home.¡± ¡°Sister, if it¡¯s mountain goods or medicinal herbs, I¡¯ll take a look, but I really don¡¯t understand the rest,¡± Yang Fan said. ¡°I have those too, let¡¯s go,¡± the woman said as she hopped onto Yang Fan¡¯s vehicle. ¡°All that running almost killed me; I really need more exercise!¡± Seeing her eagerness, Yang Fan chuckled lightly and decided to go take a look. Given the woman¡¯s full figure and the small size of his vehicle¡¯s seat, the two of them squeezed together, inevitably hip to hip, the plush sensation giving Yang Fan a secretly pleasant thrill. A plump woman, just like a slender and enchanting one, has a fatal attraction to men. However, it seemed like most men, except for those who dislike the overweight, tend to like all other types. Anyway, Yang Fan was among the majority who did. Following the woman¡¯s directions, Yang Fan drove to a two-story small villa with a courtyard in front. He had noticed this house earlier, but since it seemed rather luxurious, he hadn¡¯t approached it. These kinds of rural villas were usually owned by wealthy people for occasional retreats, so Yang Fan had initially assumed he wouldn¡¯t find customers here. Unexpectedly, the very place he had deliberately circled around ended up having goods. ¡°Come inside, have some tea first, and I¡¯ll dig out some stuff. It¡¯s a mess, a whole lot of it, and it¡¯ll take some time to find!¡± the woman said robustly to Yang Fan after getting off the vehicle. Chapter 36 - 36 36 The Secret in the Phone ?36: Chapter 36: The Secret in the Phone 36: Chapter 36: The Secret in the Phone The woman, extremely voluptuous and dressed in a thin, dark cyan shirt, warmly welcomed Yang Fan into her home. After making a cup of tea, she asked Yang Fan to rest while she searched for something. By the time Yang Fan had finished his tea, she had squeezed through the door carrying a huge woven bag. The woman placed the items by Yang Fan¡¯s feet, fanned her cheek with her hand, and said, ¡°Take a look at these things first. I¡¯ll find more for you. Years as a clerk haven¡¯t earned me much, but I¡¯ve collected quite a bit of junk. Look through them, and we can discuss the price for the ones you want; I¡¯ll handle the rest myself.¡± Yang Fan was about to agree when he glanced into the bag, spotted the Maozi Bottle, and hurriedly said to the woman, ¡°Sister, maybe don¡¯t go just yet. Let¡¯s check these out first.¡± These items were not a joke¡ªworth thousands of yuan casually, and even more if they were from specific years. If the owner wasn¡¯t here, he could easily find himself unable to walk away. ¡°Okay, let¡¯s have a look first.¡± The woman pulled up her loose dark cyan capris and squatted down beside him. She began pulling items out of the bag one by one, ¡°There¡¯s lots of useless things like tobacco and alcohol. There are some medicinal materials too, but not much. Look at this box of old ginseng, I remember it¡¯s quite expensive. And this is antler. This stick here, I don¡¯t recognize, but you might know, so take a look for yourself.¡± Yang Fan¡¯s brain started to twitch. Good lord, was this woman planning to buy him out? No, that¡¯s not right. He might not even be worth all these items. Of the items the woman had taken out, only the antler was something Yang Fan might remotely handle. As for the rest, it was better not to touch them. Despite the exquisite packaging, the ginseng was obviously age-old, highly valuable¡ªexpensive for sure, and definitely out of his purchasing ability. ¡°Sister, you really overestimate me. I truly am not worthy of these items,¡± Yang Fan said with a bitter smile, ¡°If you indeed want to sell, I¡¯d suggest you go to a pawnshop. They should offer you a reasonable price.¡± ¡°Unworthy? Brother, are you kidding me? How much could these things possibly cost? Just give me an offer for them, maybe we can reach an agreement,¡± the woman said with a smile, looking up. Yang Fan glanced into the slightly open collar of the woman¡¯s shirt. Voluptuous women never lacked substantial assets¡ªso white and large, pressed together like two big steamed buns, with a crevice too deep to see the bottom. ¡°Sister, if you really need to sell quickly, I can only afford this box of antler. As for the others, I truly am not worthy. Whether this ginseng is wild, I can¡¯t tell from just looking, but it¡¯s definitely old and valuable, worth at least a few ten thousand,¡± Yang Fan said, shifting his gaze away naturally, speaking earnestly. The woman picked up the box of ginseng, murmured, ¡°Is this thing really that expensive? I thought it was just a few hundred yuan.¡± Yang Fan: ... His heart pained as if he had missed an opportunity for a great deal. ¡°Brother, you are a sincere man. Wait here a bit longer, I¡¯ve got some other little trinkets at home to fetch for you,¡± the woman said, tossing the box of ginseng into the bag like it was trash and patting it. Yang Fan cringed inside watching her actions; a little smash, and there goes a few thousand yuan. The world of the wealthy, utterly unimaginable for him, a poor fellow. But indeed, he had always prioritized honesty in business, which was why he had managed to maintain so many clients over the years. Being less cunning actually made for longer-lasting business relationships. Although there were many swindlers around, not everyone was easy to fool. The woman stood up, fumbled around her groin, tugged at her loose trousers and, swinging her voluptuous body, left again. Though her movement was quick and secretive, an inadvertent glance from Yang Fan still caught sight of something he shouldn¡¯t have seen. Because of the way her trousers were hauled, the woman¡¯s true shape was suddenly revealed, quite plump and appealing. It seemed that her body tended to sweat easily, and even though her trousers were both thin and loose, squatting down for a moment had still caused them to cling to her buttocks. Yang Fan waited another ten minutes, and the woman once again squeezed back in with a woven bag in tow. ¡°Young man, take a look at these. There¡¯s a lot in here that I don¡¯t even know what to do with. Pick and see if there¡¯s anything you like,¡± the woman said as she set the bag down at Yang Fan¡¯s feet and opened it. Seeing the contents, Yang Fan immediately felt a profound sense of helplessness. It appeared this lady had mistaken him for a junk collector. The bag indeed contained everything, from electronic gadgets and figurines to collectibles and more, a wide variety. Although it was a misunderstanding, the bag of items still piqued Yang Fan¡¯s interest. If there was anything useful, he could certainly take them. ¡°Sister, are you looking to get rid of these phones?¡± Yang Fan asked, picking up a phone that looked barely used. ¡°My husband is pretty addicted to electronics. He barely uses them once a new model comes out. Look how many he¡¯s switched over the years. If you like, take them all for two hundred yuan. But pick carefully, choose the ones that work,¡± the woman boldly stated, displaying an indifferent attitude toward all the items. Yang Fan nodded, pressed the power button, and to his surprise, it actually turned on. Not to mention anything else, the battery of this phone was definitely good. ¡°Wait a moment, I¡¯ll find you a charger,¡± the woman said after seeing this. Yang Fan thanked her; though the phone had powered up, it immediately showed a low battery warning, so he really needed a charger. While waiting for the woman to return, Yang Fan casually browsed through it. Although the phone had no password, it still retained traces of the previous owner¡¯s usage. Yang Fan checked the specs and inspected the various functionalities; almost everything was intact. The woman quickly returned with a charger and helped Yang Fan charge it at his side, asking, ¡°Does it work?¡± ¡°This is quite good, I¡¯ll take it,¡± Yang Fan responded, two hundred yuan for a high-spec device like this was truly a bargain. This phone was almost six thousand when it was first released, and that was just over a year ago. ¡°Sister, none of the data here has been erased. I¡¯ll handle it for you and then take it away,¡± Yang Fan said as he quickly maneuvered through the phone. ¡°Oh right, right, you do need to handle that, it¡¯s about privacy, isn¡¯t it?¡± the woman said. Yang Fan¡¯s expression suddenly turned blank as a bunch of videos popped up from the hidden folder. This... seemed to indeed involve privacy. Chapter 37 - 37 37 Touch Me ?37: Chapter 37: Touch Me 37: Chapter 37: Touch Me As a young man who had received instructions from countless experts, Yang Fan¡¯s sense for these kinds of videos was particularly sharp. And the video saved in the hidden folder on this phone, which clearly seemed to be self-recorded with some rather cryptic abbreviations commented on it, was even more telling. ¡°Wait a minute, don¡¯t delete these yet!¡± the woman standing beside Yang Fan suddenly shouted. As she spoke, she suddenly tapped one of the videos. Soon, a series of moaning and groaning sounds emanated from it. It was a sixty-nine position, and as the video began, the dripping-wet entrance of a woman was graphically displayed before the camera. The person recording probed with his finger while asking, ¡°Am I better or is your husband better?¡± ¡°Obviously Minister Chen, my husband isn¡¯t a fart compared to him. Ah... Minister Chen, a little gentler, I can¡¯t take it anymore.¡± The woman¡¯s cooing and whimpering voice sounded incredibly sultry. Watching, Yang Fan felt his blood quietly start to boil. The woman in the video seemed to be of a certain age, definitely in her late thirties at least. But, there was no denying, these two knew how to play. One was sucking with a slurping noise, the other licking and sucking with a sound like sucking marrow from bones. He quietly glanced at the voluptuous woman beside him. She seemed to be getting hot-blooded too, her face going from pale to flushed, her eyes wide as if ready to devour someone. Damn, the trash he had collected today seemed to have dug up somebody¡¯s old skeletons. The owner of the phone had hidden it quite secretly, in a cloud space seldom used by most people, but not setting a password on his phone was a bit too careless. ¡°You bastard Chen Zhong! Fuck your damn grandpa!¡± The woman clenched her teeth and hissed viciously, then suddenly plopped down next to Yang Fan and propped the phone on the table. Yang Fan was startled by her action and murmured hesitantly, ¡°Sister...¡± ¡°Watch it!¡± the woman abruptly turned and barked at him. Yang Fan shrunk his neck, okay okay, watching. Out of consideration for your husband¡¯s evident infidelity, I won¡¯t provoke you. We¡¯ll watch and share this stimulating content in mutual appreciation. At that moment, the male and female leads in the phone finally ended their mutual indulgence in the sixty-nine position and switched to the woman-on-top position. Subsequently, a mature and charming face came into view in the camera. Yang Fan wasn¡¯t wrong in his guess, the woman looked like she was in her early thirties, not old but just stepping into the category of mature women. Her face bore a hint of girlish innocence along with a mature charm. With her long hair draped over her shoulders, her breasts weren¡¯t particularly large but were quite perky, not appearing as if she had borne children. Yang Fan distinctly felt the breathing of the voluptuous woman beside him becoming more and more rapid, like a heavily operated bellows. Of course, she couldn¡¯t possibly be getting excited over the video. ¡°You son of a bitch, Chen Zhong, you tell me your kidney is failing, that we need to abstain from bedroom activities. Damn your mother, you and Guo Dongdong, that slut, are actually enjoying sixty-nine, you¡¯re really a beast!¡± The woman¡¯s mouth twitched violently as she spat out curses. ¡°Sister, this is... a video from last year,¡± Yang Fan reminded her weakly. ¡°I know, I¡¯ve been fucking abstaining for a year and a half because of his damn medical report!¡± The woman suddenly turned and roared. Yang Fan jumped, jerking his neck back sharply. No matter how beautiful a woman is, it¡¯s frightening when she turns angry. But, she seemed to be a bit too obedient. What condition requires abstinence for a year and a half? Unless he¡¯s impotent, it¡¯s hard to come up with a reasonable excuse. Truly tragic! ¡°I¡¯m sorry!¡± the woman yelled at Yang Fan with great force, ¡°Keep watching.¡± Yang Fan didn¡¯t make a sound and continued to watch seriously. Seeing as her mindset was on the verge of exploding, he might as well accompany her. It was a good opportunity to broaden his horizons anyway. The male lead in the video was quite skilled at playing. But it seemed like he couldn¡¯t take much praise. Just as Yang Fan was thinking this, he saw the woman in the video suddenly stop gyrating her buttocks, lift her long hair over her shoulder with a puzzled expression and ask, ¡°Did you come?¡± ¡°You¡¯re too seductive, I really couldn¡¯t hold back anymore,¡± said the male protagonist in the video. The woman in the video smiled coquettishly, bent over, and lay down, kissing the man¡¯s chest and laughing, ¡°You were already amazing, you lasted so long, it¡¯s too much for me. If it had been any longer, I might have been done for by you.¡± Yang Fan twitched the corner of his mouth. That lie was so blatant it was almost laughable. The video had only been going on for sixteen minutes, and that included the part where they had been caressing and sucking on each other at the beginning. The actual deed lasted at most ten minutes. Where was the impressiveness in that? It was only marginally better than instant gratification. ¡°Next!¡± the full-figured woman beside Yang Fan said while clenching her fists tightly, forcing the words through her teeth. Yang Fan: ... It turned out his detour was not wrong after all. Even though there was substance, it was far from serious, and it might even be a problem. With a silent sigh, Yang Fan wearily clicked on the next video. This time the camera angle was a bit different. It seemed to be recorded in a hotel room, filmed on a table, giving off the vibe of one of those ¡®exploration¡¯ videos. And most crucially, the female lead had changed. This woman was very young, with straight, shoulder-length hair, dressed in a respectable leisure suit, a tight skirt with stocking below, a typical women¡¯s professional outfit. The video started with the two of them already in close physical fight. The male lead, who was bulky and had a square face, seemed very anxious this time. Almost as soon as the woman entered, he pounced on her in his nakedness. He pushed her onto the table, lifted her tight skirt, tore her stockings, and got started right away. ¡°Ah... Minister Chen, be gentle, I just got through with one and I¡¯m very sensitive...¡± ¡°Ahh ahh ahh... I can¡¯t take it, good husband, I want you.¡± ... Yang Fan found this video somewhat dull to watch because it was too fake. After just a couple of thrusts, the woman was howling as if she was about to die. But that was just the feeling of him as a bystander. The man pressing her on the table seemed to be enjoying himself thoroughly, his face full of excitement, his expression extremely aroused. However, perhaps he was too excited, as this time he finished even quicker, in five and a half minutes. Even though the female lead changed each time, this performance was truly worrisome. With such a short duration, he probably hadn¡¯t even figured out the depth before he was already finished. ¡°Touch me!¡± Just then, the woman beside Yang Fan suddenly said with an ashen face. Yang Fan: ??? Chapter 38 - 38 38 Turning the Tables ?38: Chapter 38: Turning the Tables 38: Chapter 38: Turning the Tables This abrupt statement made Yang Fan think he was hallucinating. He asked, uncertain, ¡°Sister, what did you just say?¡± The woman turned around, and with a serious, ashen face, looked directly at Yang Fan and said, ¡°I¡¯m telling you to touch me, and I¡¯ll give you money!¡± ¡°Sister, it¡¯s not about the money...¡± Yang Fan hurriedly began to reply, but the woman harshly cut him off before he could finish. ¡°If you don¡¯t touch me, I¡¯ll accuse you of molestation. My family has power!¡± the woman stated bluntly. Yang Fan: ... A surge of anger suddenly welled up within him. Tormented by Shen Lin, Yang Fan now felt enraged hearing such talk. Just a little power, and you think you can do whatever you want in any situation, is that it? He swiftly flipped up the woman¡¯s thin blouse, his right hand reaching for the fullness that stood as firm as mountains, while his left hand pulled up the waist of her trousers and pushed its way in, making a swift move aimed directly at the core. She wanted to be touched, right? This ought to satisfy her. The woman looked somewhat shocked, her face turning bright red. She probably only meant for Yang Fan to touch the top, but she didn¡¯t expect him to go straight for a bold move, attacking both top and bottom at once. Because he was acting in anger, Yang Fan¡¯s touch was forceful, and his fingers barely made contact before he forcefully pushed his way in. Once it became slightly moist, he immediately added another finger. As for his right hand on top, he used as much strength as he could, changing tactics as he kneaded those full mounds which one hand alone could hardly handle. Despite the woman¡¯s actions being infuriating, those two things were genuinely sensational, very elastic to the touch, and they felt amazing in his hands. The woman quietly blushed, her body twisting unnaturally, and she gave Yang Fan a complex look. Then glancing at the video on her phone, she suddenly said, ¡°This is my husband, you know that, right?¡± ¡°I¡¯m not an idiot. How could I not notice!¡± Yang Fan said with a grunt. The woman seemed to finally sense Yang Fan¡¯s anger and lowered her head slightly, saying, ¡°I¡¯m sorry.¡± ¡°It¡¯s okay,¡± Yang Fan replied indifferently. The woman was at a loss, opening her mouth as if wanting to say something but then decided against it. She glanced at the phone, which had automatically switched to another video, and suddenly asked, ¡°Do you want to sleep with me?¡± ¡°Strip!¡± Yang Fan said without mincing his words. Even if she hadn¡¯t mentioned it, he had entertained the thought. If he didn¡¯t make her cry for her daddy and call him ¡®Daddy¡¯ today, it wouldn¡¯t do justice to the threats he¡¯d just received for no good reason. So she thought she could hold herself above him without concern just because she had a bit of power? But she would still have to expose herself before him and call him ¡®Daddy¡¯ with her legs propped up! The woman looked stunned. This all-too-familiar tone left her somewhat dazed for a moment. ¡°Don¡¯t be angry. Suddenly discovering such a thing, I couldn¡¯t control my emotions for a moment. I have no issues with you. On the contrary, I should thank you. If you hadn¡¯t taken a fancy to this phone, I might still be in the dark,¡± the woman explained. Yang Fan¡¯s eyebrows raised slightly, ¡°Will you strip yourself, or should I help you?¡± ¡°... I¡¯ll do it,¡± the woman suddenly chuckled, ¡°You¡¯ve quite a temper. I was the one who sought you out, not you asking me for this, so I¡¯m in the dominant position. I should be the one to strip.¡± Yang Fan¡¯s brow furrowed slightly. What kind of convoluted logic was this? Done was done. Was there any need to fuss about these details? ¡°Then take it off!¡± Although the woman was quite aggressive when she was angry, she was very decisive in her actions. She stripped herself clean in no time, lying naked on the sofa with her legs closed, a trace of discomfort in her eyes as she waited for Yang Fan¡¯s arrival. ¡°The things we just watched, if you¡¯re interested, I can perform them all for you,¡± the woman said, looking at the video on the phone again, her voice laden with strong grief and anger. This time the male lead, Chen Zhong, had changed his female companion, and it seemed like they were at home. ¡°No need, I don¡¯t have the habit of imitating others,¡± Yang Fan declined her proposal. If he were in a better mood, all of these would have been possible. But now, he wasn¡¯t in a good mood and didn¡¯t want to play those tricks¡ªhe just wanted to thrust deeply. ¡°But I want to use it, see what conditions you can agree to,¡± the woman said seriously, using her arms to cover her trembling, full bosom. ¡°That bastard Chen Zhong let others use it; I want to let others use it too. Whatever green hat methods he used on me, I want to use the same methods to give him a taste of his own medicine, then confront that bastard.¡± ¡°Wait a moment,¡± Yang Fan said as he took off his pants and approached the woman, making a swift move aimed directly at the core. ¡°Ah¡ªwait, wait.¡± The woman¡¯s eyes widened in an instant, and she repeatedly slapped Yang Fan¡¯s arm. Yang Fan¡¯s move almost made her cry. ¡°Easy, ancestor, it¡¯s splitting...¡± She propped herself up on Yang Fan¡¯s lower abdomen with her hands, her expression incredibly tense as she said, ¡°Go slower, let me get used to it first. Yours is a bit terrifying, both thick and long.¡± This time, Yang Fan didn¡¯t force his way, but slowed down instead. The woman looked excessively voluptuous when clothed, even a little overweight. But once the clothes came off, Yang Fan was surprised to find that she actually had a waist, and her body proportions were quite good, her silhouette an S-shape. It was really her clothes, resembling practice attire, that were too misleading, haphazardly concealing her figure so thoroughly. Apart from her full bosom that was too big to hide, there was hardly a trace of curve to be seen around her waist and legs. The voluptuous figure pressed against the sofa felt incredibly comfortable. Both visually and in depth, the experience was very smooth. After moving slowly a few times, Yang Fan asked, ¡°Can I now?¡± The woman seemed to finally feel shy at this point. Her fair and tender cheeks flushed with a faint blush as she gently nodded, then said tensely, ¡°But still, not too fast, let me get used to it.¡± Yang Fan responded with a muffled voice. He didn¡¯t speed up, but his rhythm was deep and forceful, like ramming the earth, immensely powerful and vigorous. The woman¡¯s expression changed drastically, and she quickly stretched her hands behind her head to grab onto the sofa¡¯s armrest. ¡°Ah... wait, go out a little, just a little, I can¡¯t handle it.¡± At this point, Yang Fan naturally wouldn¡¯t listen to her anymore. He could clearly feel that the woman was getting the sensation and had already adapted to his size. Then he would certainly proceed at his own rhythm. Puchi... Puchi... A slight sound of water gradually started to emerge. ¡°Ah ah... ah ah...¡± The woman clutched the armrest of the sofa tightly, her face gradually turning red. Chapter 39 - 39 39 Perfect Replication ?39: Chapter 39 Perfect Replication 39: Chapter 39 Perfect Replication In the video on the phone, Chen Zhong and the fourth female lead who had appeared were fiercely engaged in a fingering battle. It was that familiar 69 position again. As the best male lead with an average combat time of about ten minutes, although his actual prowess was lacking, he seemed to have carved out a niche battlefield in the area of fingering and sucking, doing it with considerable skill. His fingers worked so skillfully that the fourth young woman moaned incessantly, with signs of an imminent climax. Meanwhile, on the sofa beside them, Yang Fan and Chen Zhong¡¯s very juicy wife were also making a puffing sound. The collision of two bodies emitted fierce claps, echoing clearly and forcefully in the room. Up to this point, the woman, whose name Yang Fan still didn¡¯t know, was still gripping the armrests of the sofa tightly, Yang Fan¡¯s forceful thrusting not allowing her to let go, forcing her to maintain that position. Her face was flush with arousal, she was drenched in sweat, and her hair felt as though she had just washed it. Her sweat glands seemed rather active, making her sweat easily. She had been tormented for only half an hour, but her body felt like it was about to start dripping with sweat. Her throat was also becoming hoarse, making her cries less enticing. ¡°Aren¡¯t normal men only able to last about ten minutes? How can you be so incredible, I can¡¯t take it, I feel like I¡¯m going to die,¡± the woman gasped in rapid breaths, posing an incomprehensible query to Yang Fan. Yang Fan leaned in and heavily squeezed her intensely swaying breasts a few times, asking, ¡°Who told you that? It¡¯s the abnormal men who only last ten minutes, the normal ones typically last about half an hour!¡± The woman¡¯s expression became blank, then she suddenly shouted angrily, ¡°Chen Zhong, that bastard, can he ever tell the truth about anything? He even lied about this. He had always told me that ten minutes is the limit for a man, anything more than that would be an extraordinary performance!¡± ¡°I didn¡¯t think you were so easily fooled!¡± Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but be speechless. Who could believe such stupid words? Even if she hadn¡¯t experienced other men, doesn¡¯t she ever go online? ¡°If lasting more than ten minutes is considered an extraordinary performance, then I must indeed be doing the unthinkable,¡± Yang Fan chuckled, shaking his head, and gave her swinging pink nipples a pinch, ¡°Get up, do it yourself.¡± Although this woman was being pushed to cry out desperately, her voice almost gone, her eyes weren¡¯t idle, occasionally glancing at what her husband was doing in the video. Yang Fan was often worried her eyes might pop out from all that straining. So he let her take over, both watching and doing it, saving time and effort. The woman turned and sat down, with a mournful expression she said, ¡°I don¡¯t look that easy to fool? Well, appearances can be deceitful, from the moment you arrived today, I suddenly realized I¡¯m a complete fool!¡± ¡°He lied even about this, I can¡¯t even imagine how many other things he has lied about.¡± Yang Fan adjusted his position and sat down, allowing the woman to squat on his waist, and said lightly, ¡°This isn¡¯t on me, don¡¯t try to drag me into it. Even if I hadn¡¯t come, these things would have come out sooner or later if kept hidden for too long.¡± ¡°Watching this kind of video, being fucked like this, does it feel good?¡± ¡°Good!¡± the woman said decisively, ¡°It feels like a release of pent-up frustration.¡± That response wasn¡¯t what Yang Fan wanted to hear. He wanted to know if she felt physically good, but she talked about the thrill of avenging her husband. While both were pleasing, they were fundamentally different. While she was moving up and down, she suddenly reached for the phone. ¡°What are you taking it for?¡± Yang Fan asked. ¡°I want to see how many women this bastard has hidden,¡± the woman said, scrolling through the phone. ¡°No need to look, there are seventeen videos in total,¡± Yang Fan said. ¡°However, this name Chen Zhong, why does it sound somewhat familiar?¡± The woman opened a video, placed the phone back on the table, and said indignantly, ¡°You must have seen his name in the local news, I told you before, he¡¯s a small clerk with a bit of power.¡± Yang Fan still couldn¡¯t remember exactly who Chen Zhong was, but from these women calling him ¡®Minister Chen¡¯ in the videos, he was certainly not any small clerk, probably a high-ranking official in some department of the county. ¡°Forget about his affairs, focus on fucking me, he can do what you need, so can I, you can come to me in the future!¡± the woman suddenly said. ¡°Oh, and you record the video, where¡¯s the phone? Give it to me, I¡¯ll do it!¡± ¡°No, no, no, I don¡¯t want to leave any evidence that could be used against me!¡± Yang Fan quickly shook his head in refusal. ¡°It¡¯s your phone, I seduced you, what evidence could you possibly leave? Don¡¯t you want to use this video to blackmail me into being your little bitch, to use me anytime and get me to do things for you?¡± the woman asked as she turned to look at him. Yang Fan suddenly caught on and quickly got his phone out, and considerately set it to record, ¡°If you put it that way, then we must record it. Honestly, I hadn¡¯t even thought of that.¡± With such a proactive suggestion, there really seemed to be no reason to refuse. This woman was ruthlessly vengeful! This move was truly damaging to both sides! However, she was acting out of rage now, she¡¯d definitely regret it once she calmed down. But, her suggestion was still excellent. With such a juicy and curvy woman, he naturally wasn¡¯t content with just this one session, more would definitely be better. As the woman raised the phone, Yang Fan grabbed a sofa cover from the side and used it as a headscarf, covering his head. Recording was fine, but he still needed to be cautious. Being a man without power or status, if something went wrong later, they could easily take him down. With just the small power that Shen Lin held, he had given Yang Fan enough trouble, not to mention some minister. Yang Fan wanted to enjoy himself but didn¡¯t want to invite trouble. ¡°What are you doing?¡± the woman asked, slightly annoyed, seeing Yang Fan¡¯s actions through the phone. ¡°You do your filming, no need to worry about me!¡± Yang Fan adjusted the sofa cover around his head, exposing just his eyes. The woman, somewhat displeased, said, ¡°What are you afraid of? Shouldn¡¯t I be the one who¡¯s afraid?¡± ¡°Sister, I¡¯m just a small-time dealer of mountain goods, just being cautious,¡± Yang Fan spoke bluntly. Chapter 40 - 40 40 Conquering Her with Strength ?40: Chapter 40 Conquering Her with Strength 40: Chapter 40 Conquering Her with Strength When Yang Fan said that, the woman didn¡¯t ask for anything more but let out a self-deprecating laugh and asked, ¡°You¡¯ve picked up goods like me today, a wild thing like me. Are you satisfied with your catch?¡± ¡°I¡¯d be lying if I said I wasn¡¯t satisfied, because I don¡¯t see how wild you are, but you are indeed plump!¡± Yang Fan laughed as he spoke. ¡°Are you saying I¡¯m fat?¡± the woman suddenly turned to ask, ¡°Am I very fat?¡± Yang Fan¡¯s words seemed to have wounded her pride; her expression suddenly clouded with a faint shadow. ¡°I¡¯m not talking about your figure; it¡¯s here!¡± Yang Fan said with a laugh as he touched the woman¡¯s entrance, ¡°As for your body, I think it¡¯s just right, plump but not greasy, a perfect little chubby.¡± The woman¡¯s face flushed red in an instant, ¡°There... how could there be a difference in fatness?¡± ¡°There is a difference; it¡¯s more fun when it¡¯s a bit fatter.¡± Yang Fan laughed. Although he didn¡¯t mind the skinny ones with hardly any flesh on their bones, he still preferred it a little fatter down there. ¡°This... as long as you think it¡¯s good, that¡¯s fine,¡± the woman seemed to be shy. But her cheeks, flushed from within, were already beyond telling whether it was from excitement or embarrassment. She turned her head away, her right hand holding the phone high, watching the fingering scene between Chen Zhong and the fifth leading lady in the video, and she continued moving. Under the dual effects of extreme stimulation and anger, it wasn¡¯t long before she overwhelmed Yang Fan for a third time, her whole body trembling as if electrified, with no sign yet from Yang Fan that he was anywhere near finished. Her eyes, thick with honeyed haze, couldn¡¯t help but moan, ¡°How can you be so incredible? It¡¯s been almost an hour, and you still haven¡¯t come out?¡± ¡°I really don¡¯t want to just yet, the more comfortable I am, the later I¡¯ll come out, I¡¯m just naturally greedy,¡± said Yang Fan. Actually, he was close too. Because once this woman had fully gotten into it, she started squeezing tight. She was already quite narrow to begin with, and now, with this automatic tightening and squeezing, Yang Fan, despite the immense pleasure, was also struggling to hold on. ¡°Over an hour and still not finished, you¡¯re what you call a real man. Chen Zhong, that bastard, I actually believed his load of crap, damn thing!¡± the woman cursed indignantly. ¡°Lie down on the table!¡± Yang Fan ordered, slapping those rounded buttocks heavily. ¡°Ah¡ª¡± The woman let out a sharp cry, her full figure trembling slightly once more. Her eyes sparkled with a bewitching allure; she looked back at Yang Fan and obediently laid down on the table, pressing those heavy, bountiful mounds tightly against the cold surface while reaching back with both hands to open up her own rounded buttocks. She had just seen this move in the video and was now using it on Yang Fan with eager application. The sight was truly irresistible to the extreme. From side to side, it was like mountain ridges and peaks; there was a different beauty from every angle. Yang Fan admired the view for a moment before launching a forceful thrust. ¡°Ah¡ª My god, I¡¯m going to die, ah...¡± The woman suddenly shouted at the top of her lungs, her voice piercing and high-pitched. Yang Fan¡¯s sudden attack felt as if he had plunged right into her throat. Although it was a bit scary, the aftertaste brought her immense delight. It was like a void inside her being brutally and forcefully filled; the process was a bit frightening, but the feeling of being filled left her so satisfied and comfortable that she couldn¡¯t help but hum and chirp involuntarily. Smack smack smack... With the unmistakably clear sound of impact echoed the splashing water noise as well. Yang Fan could feel it. He suddenly reached out to grab the woman¡¯s voluptuous waist, and launched into a frenzy of thrusting. ¡°Ahh ahh ahh...¡± The woman, pounded by this ferocious onslaught, felt her consciousness start to drift. She stretched her hands behind her and grabbed Yang Fan¡¯s arms with all her might, gritting her teeth and enduring the storm-like barrage that, despite its intensity, brought her exceptional thrill. Suddenly, she realized she liked this wild attack even more. Although it felt like her heart was about to be squeezed out by this tempest, it was truly more stimulating. ¡°Ahh ahh ahh ahh... Ahh¡ª¡± Yang Fan suddenly accelerated and then came to a halt. Upon this exquisite body, he achieved ultimate release. The woman let go of Yang Fan¡¯s arms and slumped onto the desk like a heap of melted mud. This was undoubtedly the most comfortable, most electrifying experience of her life. Soaring repeatedly to the heavens made her instantly fall in love with this act. What used to be a routine chore, to the point where she would play with her phone while Chen Zhong took his pleasure, each minding their own business. This chance encounter had completely transformed her understanding of these matters. So it could actually be this pleasurable. Yang Fan stood up, tidied up the battlefield of their tryst, and downed the tea on the table that had long since cooled. Satisfying! The woman, whose name Yang Fan still did not know, remained in that position for a good five to six minutes before she slowly sat up, drenched in sweat and so exhausted she was nearly spent. ¡°You really are strong like a young bull, nearly killed me,¡± the woman said with a light laugh. ¡°A question your husband just asked somebody else, am I better or is your husband?¡± Yang Fan asked with a chuckle. The woman rolled her eyes, ¡°He has the nerve to compare with you? If he¡¯s not up to snuff, that¡¯s on him, but to belittle all men, that¡¯s just pathetic.¡± Yang Fan dressed, ¡°It¡¯s getting late, seems like I should be leaving, I don¡¯t need the phone anymore; you decide what to do with it.¡± After such an incident, the woman would surely not want to give up the phone. ¡°Leaving already?¡± The woman seemed reluctant, ¡°Why not stay a bit longer? I¡¯ll make you a meal, and you can leave after eating.¡± ¡°Can¡¯t do, maybe another day, I have to make a trip to the county town later,¡± said Yang Fan. He planned to sell off some backlogged goods and the medicinal herbs he had received today, and also to see Wei Juan. With the woman only having that bit of money and no mobile phone, Yang Fan was somewhat worried about her. ¡°Well, alright then,¡± the woman said softly with a touch of regret, ¡°If you have time later, you can come to find me. Oh, by the way, you don¡¯t know my name yet, do you? I¡¯m Zhang Yulan, and this is my parents¡¯ home.¡± ¡°I need to keep the stuff in that phone, indeed I can¡¯t give it to you. Do this, take the other things away, see if there¡¯s anything useful, and take those bottles of alcohol too. You can have a drink occasionally; the alcohol is pretty good.¡± ¡°No, I don¡¯t want the stuff,¡± Yang Fan waved his hands and said. Taking and taking made him uncomfortable. ¡°Listen to me, all these items were for me to deal with by Chen Zhong; I don¡¯t want to let him benefit now, so take them!¡± the woman insisted, ¡°Also, leave me your phone number or WeChat, we can... chat when there¡¯s nothing else going on.¡± Chapter 41 - 41 41 Old Zhous Unrepentant Greed ?41: Chapter 41: Old Zhou¡¯s Unrepentant Greed 41: Chapter 41: Old Zhou¡¯s Unrepentant Greed Yang Fan had completely conquered Zhang Yulan with his own extremely solid skills. When the two exchanged WeChat details and Yang Fan was about to leave, the woman hardly held back her tears, her large eyes filled with reluctance. Although Yang Fan didn¡¯t plan to take anything, Zhang Yulan still forcefully stuffed two bottles of Maozi and that pile of cell phones into Yang Fan¡¯s second-hand three-wheeler. Initially, Yang Fan was quite resistant internally. In the past few days, being fed by Zhu Shanshan had made sister-in-law and Little Mother somewhat suspect he was being kept by someone. But when Zhang Yulan pulled out a stack of money and gave Yang Fan a choice, he silently accepted those items. Even though Zhang Yulan had been clamoring to pay him before they had even begun, Yang Fan had indeed thought the same. But now, he wanted something more long-term and didn¡¯t want these mere immediate benefits. Leaving Zhang Yulan¡¯s home, Yang Fan took a slight detour, passing through a few villages north of Zhangli Village, collecting goods while heading to the county town. Although this route took a bit longer, it allowed him to gather more goods. He had been at Zhang Yulan¡¯s house for almost two hours, and although it was really comfortable, it had slightly delayed his schedule for collecting goods today. Yang Fan always worked this way if the truck was full, he¡¯d call it a day, if not, he¡¯d work into the evening. This was tough work for a meager earning. A lack of diligence meant facing tough times. At past three in the afternoon, at the height of a scorching sun, when the skin felt almost cooked, Yang Fan, with his truck fully loaded, arrived at the county town, parking in front of Old Zhou¡¯s shop. His luck had been quite good today; the truck was so stuffed it couldn¡¯t fit more, and he had appointments to collect from a few more households the next day. ¡°Old Zhou!¡± Yang Fan grabbed a bottle of mineral water from the truck, drinking as he walked briskly into Old Zhou¡¯s shop. Upon entering, however, the place was deserted, not a soul in sight. Neither Old Zhou nor Zhu Shanshan were anywhere to be seen. ¡°The door is wide open, these two really are carefree,¡± Yang Fan muttered, heading towards the storage room at the back. With the shop¡¯s door open, one of them had to be around. At the storage room door, situated on the ground floor of the building behind, Yang Fan hadn¡¯t even stepped inside when he heard Old Zhou¡¯s warm and cordial voice, all tenderness as he chatted with a woman, casually dredging up personal matters. The voice didn¡¯t sound like Wu Xuelan. It seemed Old Zhou had hired another gentle and considerate assistant. Yang Fan shook his head and chuckled lightly. Old Zhou never learns, does he? He walked in with his bottle of water, in the warehouse piled high with herbs, a woman in a pink jumpsuit was sitting on the floor cutting herbs, while Old Zhou was sitting on a small stool beside her, all smiles as he chatted. Perhaps too engrossed in their conversation, the two hadn¡¯t even noticed Yang Fan¡¯s arrival. Silently, Yang Fan squatted next to Old Zhou and took the cigarette tucked between his fingers, lighting it himself. ¡°Aren¡¯t you afraid someone will sweep your shop clean?¡± As soon as he spoke, Old Zhou and the plain-faced girl in her twenties suddenly realized what was happening. ¡°Damn it, kid, why don¡¯t you make any sound when you walk? You scared the hell out of me!¡± Old Zhou exclaimed, thumping his chest and staring wide-eyed. Yang Fan had handed the cigarette he had smoked twice to Old Zhou and smiled, ¡°Here, calm down a bit!¡± Old Zhou, in a bad mood, pursed his lips and pushed Yang Fan¡¯s hand away, ¡°Keep it, let¡¯s go inside the store and talk.¡± Yang Fan glanced at the girl and followed Old Zhou out of the warehouse, asking in a low voice, ¡°Is she a new hire or did you bring her in specifically?¡± ¡°You¡¯re really getting nosy, huh? She¡¯s newly hired, a young married woman,¡± Old Zhou said in a sleazy whisper. ¡°Tsk tsk, Old Zhou, you really don¡¯t stop until you see the coffin, do you? Let me make this clear, if something goes wrong again, I¡¯m not covering for you this time,¡± Yang Fan said, shaking his head; Old Zhou was really pushing Zhu Shanshan¡¯s limits. ¡°Relax, successful experience is gained from failures. This time, it¡¯s foolproof!¡± Old Zhou squeezed his eyes at Yang Fan and spoke in a low voice, ¡°Besides, you should thank me, shouldn¡¯t you? Xiao Wu, such a pretty and flirty woman, I just gave her to you. Since the last time you were with her, I haven¡¯t spoken a word to her.¡± ¡°I trust you, and I really should thank you. But you need to clarify, it wasn¡¯t a favor, it was coercion!¡± Yang Fan said speechlessly, remembering that day¡¯s incident left him with two impressions: thrilling and awkward! ¡°By the way, why isn¡¯t Sister Wu here today?¡± ¡°She went to do her hair with your sister-in-law; I don¡¯t know when, but those two have gotten quite close recently, always in and out of each other¡¯s place. Your sister-in-law has involved Xiao Wu in everything, it¡¯s almost like she¡¯s asking Xiao Wu to wipe her ass when she uses the bathroom,¡± Old Zhou mumbled, puzzled. ¡°That¡¯s really crude of you to say,¡± Yang Fan remarked with disdain, subconsciously feeling that Zhu Shanshan was orchestrating something big. ¡°Old Zhou, haven¡¯t you suspected that the sister-in-law is undermining you, pulling the rug out from under your feet?¡± Old Zhou¡¯s expression suddenly turned shocked, with one eye larger than the other, he winced, ¡°Hiss... now that you mention it, I have a bad feeling in my heart. But, it was you who dealt with the person; I haven¡¯t even started anything, so it doesn¡¯t count, right?¡± ¡°Attempted, seems to be a crime too!¡± Yang Fan remarked mournfully. ¡°No, no, Xiao Wu wouldn¡¯t be so foolish, airing this out wouldn¡¯t do her any good either,¡± Old Zhou said, still full of doubt, ¡°But still, I need to remind Xiao Wu sometime, you can mess with your food, but this isn¡¯t something to be messed with.¡± ¡°Better mention it, can¡¯t be too careless,¡± Yang Fan said, ¡°Alright, quit worrying about your trivial matters and come check the goods, I¡¯m short on time today.¡± Old Zhou grinned slyly at Yang Fan and asked, ¡°What¡¯s the rush? Got a date with a woman for a romantic battle?¡± ¡°I¡¯m not like you, a rich traditional man, casually using cash to make women undress; I¡¯m busy dealing with goods!¡± Yang Fan said exasperatedly. Old Zhou chuckled and helped Yang Fan unload the medicinal herbs from the truck. After careful counting and weighing, Old Zhou transferred the money to Yang Fan¡¯s phone. After a busy day, subtracting the initial investment, Yang Fan had made a net of $308 today, marking it as a high-earning day. ¡°Fanzi, see if you can pick some fresh wild greens for me when you¡¯re out these next few days,¡± after settling the account, Old Zhou handed Yang Fan a bottle of drink and suddenly said. ¡°Can¡¯t you just take a shovel and dig some up in the wild? Why bother collecting?¡± Yang Fan asked. ¡°It¡¯s for a country inn, they want a large amount. Do you think I¡¯m talking about the small portion I eat? I¡¯m a man who owns a farm!¡± Old Zhou spoke proudly, ¡°Just go for it, collecting a hundred or eighty pounds a day isn¡¯t much.¡± Chapter 42 - 42 42 Wei Juans Conception ?42: Chapter 42: Wei Juan¡¯s Conception 42: Chapter 42: Wei Juan¡¯s Conception Yang Fan left Old Zhou¡¯s place and hurried to the hotel where Wei Juan was staying, as if he was rushing to a market. In the somewhat cramped reception area, a young girl who looked like she was working a summer job was watching a drama on her phone. When she saw Yang Fan heading straight for the stairs, she quickly looked up and called out, ¡°What are you doing?¡± ¡°I¡¯m looking for someone, my friend stays here,¡± Yang said. The girl pushed up the black-framed glasses on her nose bridge, took a good look at Yang Fan, and suddenly said, ¡°Oh, I remember you now. There¡¯s nothing in the room, you have to buy it here. Do you want some?¡± As she spoke, she pointed to a square box placed at the front desk. Yang Fan thought it was something else, but upon closer inspection, it turned out to be condoms. He felt so embarrassed in that moment. The young girl might not have seemed old, but she certainly had some experience. ¡°I don¡¯t need it!¡± Yang Fan waved his hand and said. ¡°Hey, you... I suggest you use one, for lasting longer,¡± the young girl even started to upsell. Yang Fan waved his hand again, ¡°I don¡¯t need to last longer.¡± ¡°The thinnest one won¡¯t affect your experience,¡± the girl suggested with a hint of a knowing smile. ¡°No, no!¡± Yang Fan repeatedly declined, quickly making his way upstairs. The young girl didn¡¯t look old, but she talked as directly as those aggressive saleswomen at train stations. As the girl looked up to see Yang Fan heading straight for the stairs, she shook her head and muttered, ¡°Good intentions mistook for salesmanship, in and out in just three to five minutes, and still too stingy to spend a little money. What can you even do in one or two minutes? Hmph... over already?¡± Yang Fan went upstairs and found the room where Wei Juan was staying, and gently knocked on the door. Soon, rustling footsteps came from inside, followed by the door crackling open, revealing Wei Juan¡¯s somewhat haggard side profile. Seeing that it was Yang Fan, she quickly removed the security chain and opened the door. ¡°Why did you come over?¡± Wei Juan asked with a bit of embarrassment. ¡°You¡¯re not carrying a phone with you, and you don¡¯t have much money. I was quite worried, so I came to check on you. How are you doing? Is the place okay?¡± Yang Fan said, placing the bag of second-hand phones that Zhang Yulan had forcefully given him onto the table. Wei Juan let out a self-mocking laugh, ¡°The stay is fine, but when you¡¯re alone and quiet, there¡¯s just too much stuff on my mind.¡± ¡°Still haven¡¯t figured it out?¡± Yang Fan took all the roughly eight or nine phones out, pressing the power button on each one. ¡°...Yes.¡± Wei Juan replied with a faint and pitiful look, noticed the phones Yang Fan brought out, and asked in surprise, ¡°You didn¡¯t have to bring me so many phones just because I don¡¯t have one, did you?¡± ¡°They¡¯re second-hand phones I collected. Just check if any of them work,¡± Yang Fan explained, ¡°You don¡¯t have ID, so you can¡¯t get a SIM card. But there¡¯s Wi-Fi here, so at least you can use WeChat. It¡¯ll be more convenient that way.¡± ¡°Oh, I see. I thought you went out of your way to get them for me, scared me for a second,¡± Wei Juan responded with a laugh. ¡°Sort of,¡± Yang Fan replied with a smile, ¡°But they¡¯re all second-hand, so don¡¯t be too picky.¡± Picking up a phone to inspect it, Wei Juan smirked and said, ¡°Big brother, these second-hand phones mustn¡¯t be cheap, right? They all look so new, and this model is pretty expensive if I remember correctly.¡± ¡°They¡¯re not worth much second-hand. Hey, this one booted up, take a look and see if it works,¡± Yang Fan said. Chen Zhong¡¯s attitude towards phones was much like his attitude toward women; he always liked the new ones. Although these phones were phased out, they were hardly worn out. Wei Juan nodded and took the phone. After a brief look, her cheeks suddenly turned red, ¡°Fanzi, what does the owner of this phone do?¡± Yang Fan was busy charging other phones, with every socket in the room being used. Hearing her, he casually said, ¡°Not sure, it seems they have some power.¡± ¡°Fanzi, why don¡¯t you take a look for yourself, they must have quite a bit of power,¡± Wei Juan suddenly said. Yang Fan turned to look at Wei Juan¡¯s expression, raised his eyebrows heavily, ¡°You¡¯re kidding, there¡¯s stuff in this one too? Is this guy that crazy, having goods in every phone?¡± He hurriedly came over and took the phone from Wei Juan¡¯s hands. What made Wei Juan blush was actually a few text messages that hadn¡¯t been completely deleted, and they were in the blocked messages. The person who sent these messages had been blacklisted by the owner, and not a single message got through, but they sent quite a few. There was almost one every half month, only stopping at the beginning of this year. Yang Fan looked at the end dates of other blocked messages. Around the beginning of the year, it probably wasn¡¯t that the person stopped sending them, but the phone owner had changed phones. ¡°This looks like a pimp!¡± after reading through about twenty messages back and forth, Yang Fan muttered with a strange expression. The content of these messages was almost the same, with the sender continuously introducing women to Chen Zhong. There was his secretary, subordinates, and even the wife and daughter-in-law of so-and-so, some even came with photos. The words were very direct and very dark. First, he would talk about the merits of the woman, where her figure was good, then go on to her family situation, and how she could be taken advantage of without any trouble afterward. ¡°This is obviously a pimp. But, that woman in the earlier photos, she looks kind of familiar to me, like she¡¯s from our village,¡± Wei Juan said thoughtfully, murmuring softly. ¡°This one?¡± Yang Fan scrolled up the messages, opened the photo in question, and asked. Wei Juan glanced at it and nodded, ¡°Yes, that one, she looks very familiar to me.¡± ¡°Now that you mention it, I think she looks familiar too. Hey, isn¡¯t this Yu Guafu, the one rumored to have gotten together with her father-in-law?¡± Yang Fan exclaimed in surprise. ¡°Exactly, it¡¯s her,¡± Wei Juan said eagerly, nodding repeatedly, ¡°Fanzi, do you think the person who sent the messages could be someone from our town? Look at the way he talks, he seems very familiar with Yu Guafu, even saying he¡¯s taken care of everything, that with a bit of money, anything is possible.¡± Yang Fan shook his head, ¡°That¡¯s hard to say. Yu Guafu has been running around a lot these past two years; she knows many people.¡± Yu Guafu was in the business of vegetables and fruits, similar to Yang Fan, always on the move, up and down the streets and alleys. ¡°That¡¯s true,¡± Wei Juan looked at the messages thoughtfully, then suddenly murmured, ¡°If we could figure out who sent these messages, maybe it would be much easier to take down Shen Lin.¡± ¡°This phone owner is addressed as Chen Bu, likely someone from the county. And the sender, despite sounding obsequious, has ties with such people and willingly plays the pimp, he must have greater power than Shen Lin. If we bring these things to him and ask him to target that bastard Shen Lin, it shouldn¡¯t be a problem.¡± Upon hearing Wei Juan¡¯s words, Yang Fan suddenly thought of Zhang Yulan. ¡°No need, no point in going through the trouble of finding him; I know someone more direct. Let me handle it,¡± Yang Fan said solemnly, ¡°But we¡¯ll have to wait a few days; it won¡¯t be that quick.¡± When he first met Zhang Yulan, their relationship developed quickly, and she was very straightforward in saying similar things. But Yang Fan thought it¡¯d be better not to ask for her help so soon. It would be better to wait until next time. Chapter 43 - 43 43 Are you hinting at me ?43: Chapter 43: Are you hinting at me? 43: Chapter 43: Are you hinting at me? Although Yang Fan and Zhang Yulan had just met, Yang Fan still preferred to approach Zhang Yulan, compared to a person who sent text messages whose name he didn¡¯t know but could only vaguely determine their general identity. After all, threatening someone required some skills, and if there were other conditions to assist, perhaps it could be done. But with Yang Fan and Wei Juan¡¯s current situation, using these messages to threaten someone involved with Zhang Yulan¡¯s husband was like pulling at vines only to bring out more mud, and it would inevitably lead to a bigger mess. At least, Yang Fan currently had no ability to cover the consequences. The key was that by doing so, Yang Fan would also sever the little favor he had with Zhang Yulan. ¡°Fanzi, are you really confident about this?¡± Wei Juan asked somewhat uncertainly. Although Shen Lin was an insignificant figure in the eyes of truly powerful people, such a small figure had planted an intense psychological shadow in Wei Juan, who was a top graduate. Even now, she still doubted the feasibility of doing this. Yang Fan smiled faintly and soothed in a soft voice, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, I have at least an eighty percent chance of winning. I haven¡¯t been idle these past two days; I¡¯ve made some progress. Next, just focus on organizing Shen Lin¡¯s evidence, and when the time comes, we¡¯ll deliver the final blow and make sure he can¡¯t recover.¡± To soothe Wei Juan¡¯s anxiety-ridden heart, Yang Fan could only fabricate some lies. Hopefully, Zhang Yulan would be as capable as she claimed to be during her loud cries of agony. Perhaps affected by Yang Fan¡¯s confidence, Wei Juan¡¯s expression gradually brightened. She nodded shyly, ¡°Really, I feel so embarrassed to have you go through all this trouble for my sake.¡± ¡°This is also my concern; we share the same interests. Don¡¯t overthink it,¡± Yang Fan said. Wei Juan, not only did her mind short-circuit at times, but she was also extremely sensitive. In any case, she always gave Yang Fan a very strange feeling, gentle and charming, yet seemingly hard to understand. Wei Juan looked at Yang Fan with a dreamy gaze, shook her head softly, and said, ¡°But you are doing all this for me.¡± ¡°Look at you, don¡¯t overthink it. We share interests, and helping you is naturally helping myself. Since you¡¯re comfortable living here for now, just stay. When you¡¯re ready to go back, let me know, and I¡¯ll take you back,¡± Yang Fan said. ¡°Keep using this phone; don¡¯t rush to delete those messages. You never know when they might come in handy. I¡¯ll leave my WeChat ID; add me after you get things sorted, and we can talk over WeChat if there¡¯s anything,¡± After carefully explaining what needed to be done, Yang Fan was ready to leave. In the evening, Li Jia would come over to deliver medicine, and he planned to make something happen with Li Jia, so he was quite anxious. With a gentle nod, Wei Juan agreed to everything as Yang Fan finished packing and was about to leave when she suddenly called out softly, ¡°Fanzi...¡± Yang Fan turned his head and asked, ¡°Is there anything else?¡± Wei Juan, with her hands behind her back, tipped slightly on her toes, staring dreamily at Yang Fan, and asked, ¡°Are you not today...¡± ¡°Hmm?¡± Yang Fan was confused by her action, not knowing what she really wanted to say. Wei Juan¡¯s cheeks turned red, as delicate as peach blossoms in March, her eyes shy and misty, incredibly adorable. But her hesitant manner made Yang Fan really puzzled, with no idea what she was trying to say. ¡°Just spit it out, what¡¯s there to be shy about?¡± Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but laugh. Wei Juan¡¯s shyness in her eyes intensified, so much so that her gaze became somewhat evasive. She hung her head low, her toes fidgeting nervously when she suddenly chided softly, ¡°Idiot.¡± A jolt hit Yang Fan¡¯s heart. Could this little wife be hinting at something? As he thought this, Wei Juan suddenly mustered her courage and asked, ¡°You... coming over?¡± Yang Fan¡¯s eyes lit up instantly and he replied very delightedly, ¡°Yes!¡± ¡°You fool, still pretending to be a gentleman,¡± Wei Juan chided without her earlier shyness. Yang Fan chuckled softly, ¡°I didn¡¯t dare to assume, without a hint from you, I wouldn¡¯t even dare let my thoughts wander there.¡± ¡°Then why were you so bold last time? Your hands just... came over, even wandering downwards...¡± Wei Juan chided shyly, ¡°You just keep pretending here. Were you purposely waiting for me to make a move?¡± ¡°No, no,¡± Yang Fan quickly said. Where was this woman¡¯s mind going? Dealing with Shen Lin was a mutually beneficial affair, what indication did he need to show? It must be said, Wei Juan¡¯s mind was truly filled with many thoughts; no wonder she couldn¡¯t sleep well and looked so haggard. Yang Fan laughed, ¡°Last time it wasn¡¯t because I was daring, but because I couldn¡¯t resist the temptation! Think about it, a virile single guy like me suddenly sees a pair of large breasts popping out right before my eyes, how could I possibly hold back? All my blood rushed to my head, at that moment I didn¡¯t think about anything else, I just wanted to feel what those two little guys felt like!¡± Wei Juan¡¯s eyes glimmered with soft, infatuated tender feelings as she moved closer to Yang Fan, ¡°Then come on over, as long as you don¡¯t mind that I am... not a whole woman, I can let you feel really good about the rest.¡± With everything laid out so openly, Yang Fan didn¡¯t hesitate for a moment and got busy with his hands right away. Left hand up, right hand down, working diligently as always. ¡°Ah...¡± Wei Juan suddenly let out a coy scream, her waist instinctively bending slightly. Yang Fan¡¯s hands moved too quickly, startling her a bit. ¡°Wait... let¡¯s go to the bed,¡± Wei Juan said softly, her cheeks flushing. Yang Fan nodded, withdrew his right hand, and scooped Wei Juan horizontally, positioning her beside the bed. Embracing her warm, tender body, Yang Fan¡¯s blood quietly began to boil, his breathing thickening. Feeling an impulsive frenzy like a wild beast crashing left and right, Yang Fan quickly stripped off Wei Juan¡¯s blouse. In an instant, a pair of snowy white breasts glimmered before him. Looking at the perky, soft fullness, Yang Fan¡¯s eyes nearly turned red. As he suddenly reached out, his mouth also found its target, savoring one and playing with the other. This was true enjoyment. Chapter 44 - 44 44 Let Me Try for You ?44: Chapter 44 Let Me Try for You 44: Chapter 44 Let Me Try for You The soft red cherry adorning the snowy plateau grew firmer under Yang Fan¡¯s relentless sucking. ¡°Mmm... Mmm...¡± Wei Juan hooked her hands around Yang Fan¡¯s neck and let out sultry moans like fragrant breaths. Despite her best efforts to restrain herself, the sounds inadvertently slipped out. Her face turned increasingly flushed, rapidly changing to a deep blush. Her long legs, draped over Yang Fan¡¯s lap, intertwined restlessly, rubbing and pressing against each other, as her buttocks unconsciously moved closer to a certain part of Yang Fan, starting an incredibly subtle friction. Even though Wei Juan¡¯s actions were quite discreet, how could such movements escape Yang Fan¡¯s senses? He was extremely sensitive and excited at that moment; even a slight movement was distinctly felt, let alone such soft rubbing. His right hand quickly reached around Wei Juan¡¯s waist, unbuttoned her trousers, and yanked down both the trousers and the pink panties beneath. He pushed them to her knees; Yang Fan did not bother fully removing them as he quickly shed his own clothes and lifted the bare-butted Wei Juan back onto his lap. Caught in a haze of passion, Wei Juan jerked in surprise at Yang Fan¡¯s action and hurriedly tried to stop him, ¡°This isn¡¯t right, you know it can¡¯t go in...¡± ¡°I know, but you can clamp like you just did,¡± Yang Fan said with a smile. ¡°What?¡± Wei Juan¡¯s face paused slightly confused, ¡°Is... is that comfortable?¡± ¡°It feels okay to me,¡± Yang Fan said with a mischievous grin. ¡°Okay, alright, then I... will try.¡± Wei Juan¡¯s face flushed as she lowered her head and gently moved her smooth buttocks, ¡°Like this?¡± ¡°Exactly, exactly, although I can¡¯t quite experience your depth, this feeling is still pretty good,¡± Yang Fan said with a smirk. This was a desperate makeshift solution, a sort of consolation, perhaps. In Wei Juan¡¯s bright eyes, a hint of conflict emerged as she mustered up the courage to say, ¡°Fanzi, perhaps I should try... using my mouth? I know it can be done this way, but I¡¯ve never done it before. If it¡¯s uncomfortable, you¡¯ll tell me, okay?¡± These words made Yang Fan¡¯s eyes gleam sharply. ¡°Then I¡¯ll lie down, and you come on top reversed?¡± Yang Fan suggested. Reminded of Chen Zhong¡¯s favorite sixty-nine, Yang Fan also felt a bit excited. But Wei Juan suddenly looked frightened and shook her head repeatedly, ¡°Fanzi, no, mine... doesn¡¯t look good...¡± ¡°I already know what it¡¯s like, what¡¯s there to not look good?¡± Yang Fan said, softly persuading her with a smile. Wei Juan shook her head as fiercely as a rattle-drum, very determined, ¡°No, it can¡¯t be done.¡± ¡°Let me see, I like it no matter what it looks like,¡± Yang Fan earnestly said, ¡°Besides, I¡¯ve already touched you there before, I know exactly what it¡¯s like, so why would you be afraid of me looking?¡± ¡°Think about it, if I didn¡¯t find it attractive, why would I even suggest this? Come on.¡± ¡°Ah... you, you...¡± Wei Juan hesitated, deeply conflicted in her expression. Yang Fan¡¯s request left her somewhat unprepared; that place was a private and now a sensitive scar in her heart. ¡°How about I start first, then you help me?¡± Yang Fan said gently. With this highly sensitive woman, he dared not adopt a more forceful approach, only capable of gently coaxing. ¡°Well... alright then.¡± Wei Juan¡¯s voice said, wavering with immense embarrassment. Whether it was excessive nervousness or inescapable shyness, it made her speak unevenly. Her voice was so soft that Yang Fan could barely hear it. However, fortunately, she finally agreed. Yang Fan¡¯s heart filled with joy. He quickly stripped off his clothes and lay down on the bed, which was not very soft and still had a hint of dampness. The neatly spread quilt still carried a faint scent of Wei Juan. Yang Fan lay down first, then he helped Wei Juan, whose buttocks had rounded into perfect peaches, and positioned them above his neck. There, one could vaguely see a trace of a scar, but if not examined closely, it seemed natural. Wei Juan was truly ruthless to herself. Other women hid all their shame and ran to the hospital for cosmetic treatments to look better. She, on the other hand, did the exact opposite, turning herself into a stone woman with cosmetic surgery. Yang Fan propped a pillow under his head and indulged with both hands and mouth on Wei Juan¡¯s near-perfect, peach-like buttocks. Although he could not reach the ultimate boundary, Wei Juan¡¯s area could still be considered adorably perfect. There was no overgrown weeds, nor any other odors, very clean. ¡°Ah... Mmm...¡± Wei Juan¡¯s round buttocks instinctively dodged, and she let out moans that were hard to suppress. Her insides were sensitive, and her body was like that of a virgin untouched, almost leaking at every touch. After the teasing from Yang Fan before, her body was already at its limit to endure. While moaning, she suddenly converted her inner desire into action, and began to swallow hungrily and fiercely. Feeling her warm, soft mouth, Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but groan. So comfortable! Although there was a noticeable bite, the pleasure outweighed it significantly. Moreover, Wei Juan¡¯s intensity was exceptionally fierce, starting at a very high frequency. This frequency made Yang Fan feel an almost unbearable stimulation in an instant. ¡°Mm... Mm...¡± Because her mouth was stuffed, Wei Juan¡¯s moans turned into low mumbles, sounding like crying, but the tone was entirely excited. She too was made comfortable by Yang Fan, her body gradually relaxed completely. The subconscious minor reactions of a person often reflect the activities of their heart. When Wei Juan¡¯s buttocks no longer dodged but instead slowly pressed down, Yang Fan knew he had succeeded. And he had pleasured Wei Juan effectively. ¡°Really amazing, Sister Wei. What a fantastic mouth you have,¡± Yang Fan sincerely exclaimed during a pause. This was his first time experiencing this, but just this once, he was already becoming enamored with it. The busy Wei Juan had no time to respond to Yang Fan¡¯s words, only becoming more vigorous in her efforts. Yang Fan used his fingers to feel Wei Juan¡¯s depth, while his right hand reached out to grab her exceptionally violently shaking, ample buttocks and started kneading them hard. The only regret was the inability to perform that final step. Chapter 45 - 45 45 Talking to Dad ?45: Chapter 45: Talking to Dad 45: Chapter 45: Talking to Dad Wei Juan, with her delicate little mouth, gave Yang Fan yet another taste of life¡¯s new pinnacle. Due to the excessive stimulation, Yang Fan didn¡¯t last long this time; the whole thing was over in just over half an hour. Both being inexperienced, Yang Fan forgot to remind Wei Juan, and she also didn¡¯t realize Yang Fan was about to come, still energetically swallowing. As a result, she was caught off guard when it shot straight into her throat. What Wei Juan actually caught with the tip of her tongue was only a small part; the majority had smoothly gone down her throat. Yang Fan put on his pants and took some toilet paper into the bathroom. Wei Juan was naked, gagging non-stop over the toilet. Seeing her in such discomfort, Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help feeling a bit guilty. He passed her the paper and whispered, ¡°If you really can¡¯t stand it, maybe you could try using your fingers? That way you can throw it up. I was just too comfortable earlier, I completely forgot to warn you.¡± Wei Juan took the toilet paper, wiped her mouth, and said annoyed, ¡°You did that on purpose, wanting me to swallow it, didn¡¯t you?¡± ¡°No, I swear I didn¡¯t,¡± Yang Fan immediately replied with solemn earnest. If their relationship were to become more intense, he might indeed make such an outlandish request. But for now, he really didn¡¯t have that in mind. Wei Juan chuckled dismissively, ¡°It¡¯s actually no big deal; it¡¯s just that you choked me just now. I¡¯ve swallowed it now, so what¡¯s done is done. Even though it¡¯s a bit uncomfortable mentally, it didn¡¯t taste weird or anything, no harm done.¡± As she spoke, she smacked her lips twice, carefully savoring the aftertaste in her mouth. Yang Fan stared at Wei Juan, dumbfounded, then suddenly blurted out without thinking, ¡°So in the future...¡± ¡°You really do have such bad intentions, you villain!¡± Wei Juan glared at him fiercely, fuming as she pointed at Yang Fan. Yang Fan chuckled lightly, ¡°Entrapment, huh? If you hadn¡¯t brought it up, I really wouldn¡¯t have thought about it. Just now was a genuine accident.¡± ¡°Fine, I¡¯ll give you the benefit of the doubt,¡± Wei Juan said with a slight coquettish tilt of her chin, ¡°Do you still want me to do it in the future?¡± ¡°It depends on your situation,¡± Yang Fan smiled. Of course, he did have that desire, and it was strong too. A sly smile curled up at the edge of Wei Juan¡¯s mouth as she said, ¡°Let¡¯s make a deal then. If you can really manage to get this thing done smoothly, then I¡¯ll make your little friend my breakfast every day, never missing a meal.¡± Yang Fan instantly became excited, ¡°That¡¯s what you said, no going back on your word!¡± However, Wei Juan¡¯s words caused a somewhat unsettling thought to sprout unexpectedly in his heart. Perhaps Wei Juan had planned to use him to deal with Shen Lin from the very beginning. But such an offering made the trade worth it in Yang Fan¡¯s eyes. Under the circumstance of shared interests, there wasn¡¯t really any question of being used. If Wei Juan truly harbored such thoughts, her actions were an absolute sacrifice. ¡°As long as we can make this happen, there¡¯s not just this one benefit,¡± Wei Juan said with a secretive smile, her voice drawing out mysteriously, ¡°I also want to be a real woman, not confined here, nor do I want to shackle my own body.¡± Yang Fan instantly understood what Wei Juan meant. ¡°With your words, I¡¯ll see this task through, even at the risk of my own life,¡± Yang Fan declared resoundingly. ¡°Let¡¯s not talk about life-threatening risks; we will do what we can,¡± Wei Juan replied softly. Yang Fan nodded in agreement. With the connection to Zhang Yulan, he felt that his chances were already no less than fifty to sixty percent. Hope was right in front of him. It wouldn¡¯t be long before he could enjoy the ultimate service of Wei Juan, the moistened young woman. After chatting for a while and developing some post-event intimacy, Yang Fan finally left the hotel. As he was descending the stairs, the bespectacled young girl at the front desk suddenly asked, ¡°What kind of medicine did you take? Do you have a source?¡± Yang Fan¡¯s steps halted abruptly, and he asked with some confusion, ¡°What medicine?¡± ¡°The kind that improves your skills!¡± The girl¡¯s face turned red, and she asked somewhat awkwardly. Yang Fan was speechless. What was wrong with this girl? Why was she saying such odd things? ¡°I don¡¯t understand what you¡¯re talking about,¡± Yang Fan said, waving his hand. ¡°Hey, don¡¯t be in such a hurry to leave, let¡¯s talk about it, hey.¡± Seeing Yang Fan about to exit, the young girl quickly called out, ¡°Your medicine seems quite effective. If you have a source, we could partner up, split the profits fifty-fifty, what do you say?¡± At this point, Yang Fan finally understood what she meant and was completely stunned. What in the world was going through this girl¡¯s head? ¡°Are you using your imagination to talk to me?¡± Yang Fan said, his face showing his speechlessness, ¡°I haven¡¯t taken any medicine, and I don¡¯t need to.¡± ¡°How could it be imagination? I mean...¡± The girl strategically adjusted her glasses and immediately stopped herself. She had almost blurted out that she had been eavesdropping around the corner. Just a few minutes before, and now it took dozens of minutes; clearly, the medicine had boosted performance, and yet he stubbornly refused to admit it. ¡°Fine, if you don¡¯t want to admit it, let¡¯s pretend I didn¡¯t say anything,¡± the girl said, waving her hand. ¡°But if you change your mind, you can always come to me. There are quite a few guests who stay here, so the sales should be good.¡± ¡°As for these little umbrellas, I can sell a big box in three days, and the profit is pretty substantial.¡± Yang Fan: ... This girl didn¡¯t seem old, but she really had a knack for business, even thicker-skinned than him, who roamed the streets and alleys. ¡°If you want to do this business, look for someone else. You really misunderstood,¡± Yang Fan said, shaking his head as he left the hotel. They actually suspected that he used medicine to enhance his abilities, did he need it? Just relying on his own abilities had Wu Xuelan leaning against the wall already, if he were to add a bit more to the mix, wouldn¡¯t it be lethal? He mounted his nearly empty second-hand tricycle and chased the evening glow back to Shicheng Village. In this season, the evening was the most pleasant. The wind was gentle, the air no longer hot and dry, which instantly made one feel relaxed. However, Yang Fan¡¯s mood did not last long before it was swept clean by an inauspicious visitor. Upon arriving home, as soon as Yang Fan entered, he saw Shen Lin sitting carelessly in the courtyard, eating watermelon and drinking. ¡°Fanzi is back, huh? How¡¯d you do today?¡± Shen Lin wiped off the watermelon juice trickling down his mouth with his rough hand, grinning with a mouthful of yellow teeth in a smug manner. Yang Fan stared coldly at this absolute scoundrel and asked sarcastically, ¡°What trouble are you looking for today? Spit it out!¡± ¡°Hey, you little rascal, how do you talk to your dad? Come here, have a couple of drinks with dad!¡± Shen Lin waved and said indignantly, ¡°We father and son will talk over drinks, and let the alcohol dissolve the conflict.¡± Chapter 46 - 46 46 Rumors ?46: Chapter 46 Rumors 46: Chapter 46 Rumors Resolve conflicts? When Shen Lin said this, it was as light as the willow fluff that danced through the air in spring, as if a gentle breeze could make it disappear without a trace. But in Yang Fan¡¯s eyes, there was scorn as he looked at this scrawny fellow. Not to mention, he really embodied the essence of a petty person. ¡°Go on, have a drink with your Uncle Shen!¡± Zhou Wenhui, holding a basket of vegetables, suddenly walked out of the kitchen and instructed Yang Fan with a smile. Yang Fan¡¯s gaze turned dull and his neck stiff as he slowly turned to look at Zhou Wenhui. Was this woman crazy? Meeting his incredulous gaze, Zhou Wenhui chuckled and gave Yang Fan a sly wink. Yang Fan was stunned for a moment. What did that mean? Keeping a mysterious and faint smile on her lips, Zhou Wenhui nodded at Yang Fan again. Yang Fan realized that his mischievous Little Mother was up to no good again, but the thought of having to accompany Shen Lin for a drink truly turned his stomach. Not just drinking, but even looking at that donkey-ball-black face of his was uncomfortable. Not beating this old geezer to death was already a display of his Buddha-like tolerance, let alone drinking with him. Impossible! ¡°Fanzi, come over here, your mom has asked,¡± Shen Lin said with a sleazy smile, waving at Yang Fan, ¡°Let¡¯s use today¡¯s drink to discuss past matters. There¡¯s no grudge we can¡¯t get past, a smile can settle all¡ªsimple.¡± Yang Fan coldly glanced at Shen Lin, ¡°Old man, everything in my house is poisonous, be careful when you eat!¡± Leaving those words behind, Yang Fan turned and left. Regardless of whatever bad idea Zhou Wenhui had in mind, he did not want to cooperate today. ¡°Fanzi, what are you doing?¡± Zhou Wenhui shouted somewhat angrily. But Yang Fan had already strode out of the house, and all she could do was awkwardly say to Shen Lin, ¡°Old Shen, don¡¯t blame him. The boy is just hot-tempered. Besides, the previous issues were indeed quite serious.¡± Shen Lin¡¯s initially annoyed expression cleared instantly after hearing Zhou Wenhui¡¯s words, ¡°It¡¯s understandable, young people are naturally hot-tempered. My own son is quite unmanageable too, so stubborn. In comparison, Fanzi is still better.¡± ¡°How about this: if a good project comes along in the village, I¡¯ll find a few for Fanzi, let him earn a bit more. There¡¯s no ice that can¡¯t be melted, it all depends on whether we are willing!¡± Zhou Wenhui asked with surprise on her face, ¡°Really? Oh, that would be lovely.¡± ¡°Now, don¡¯t busy yourself anymore, come have a drink with me. You surely can¡¯t let me drink alone, right?¡± Shen Lin¡¯s sleazy eyes roamed over Zhou Wenhui¡¯s attractive figure from behind his glasses, pointing at the small stool next to him. ¡°You go ahead and drink, I still need to get dinner ready. I¡¯ll join you for a proper drink later,¡± Zhou Wenhui said with a flirtatious twist of her ample waist. Her movement utterly enchanted Shen Lin, almost making him lose his soul. He immediately said with a broad smile, ¡°Alright, alright, you go ahead and busyness yourself, but make sure you join me later. If I don¡¯t drink to my heart¡¯s content today, I¡¯m not leaving.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t worry, I¡¯ll definitely keep you entertained,¡± Zhou Wenhui said with a coquettish laugh. Yang Fan left the house and headed straight for Fu Xuebing¡¯s house. He wasn¡¯t sure if Li Jia had delivered the medicinal herbs, but he hadn¡¯t even lent money to Li Jia yet. He also wanted to see if he had a chance to be alone with Li Jia to finish what they hadn¡¯t completed that morning. This kind of unfinished business hung over him like a hook, randomly catching his thoughts, and he kept feeling an impulsive urge. As he walked past the large old house owned by his family, Yang Fan saw two figures chatting secretly in the vegetable garden. He recognized them immediately by their silhouettes as his sister-in-law Ye Tong and Li Jia. Yang Fan lightened his steps and tiptoed over. ¡°Did Aunt Wenhui really get involved with that bastard Shen Lin?¡± ¡°No, where did you hear such rumors? How could my little mother ever consider Shen Lin? Besides, doesn¡¯t Shen have a wife? Our family would never do such disgraceful things!¡± ¡°Old Fu mentioned it. Who else could I have heard it from? He¡¯s been absent-minded these days, not sure what he¡¯s up to, and he even suddenly took me to the town to buy a dress this afternoon. On the way, he brought up the topic and said stuff like ¡®looks can be deceiving¡¯ about Aunt Wenhui.¡± Hearing this, Ye Tong became incensed and furiously said, ¡°Why does nothing good ever come out of your Old Fu¡¯s mouth? Did he tell you where he heard it?¡± ¡°He didn¡¯t say, but the way he talked, it seemed like he might have heard it directly from Shen Lin,¡± Li Jia whispered. ¡°Although it¡¯s not really appropriate for me to say, Old Fu really isn¡¯t presenting himself well these days.¡± ¡°Little Jia, I think you should remind him when you have time to keep away from those shady characters,¡± Ye Tong advised in a low voice. ¡°It¡¯s okay if his business failed, money can be slowly earned back, but if he gets involved in dirty business, it¡¯s truly hard to get out.¡± Li Jia nodded thoughtfully and crunched on a tender cucumber a couple of times, then murmured sadly, ¡°I wish I could say something, but I¡¯m anxious and just can¡¯t find the words ¡ª I¡¯m helpless.¡± She shook her head and said, ¡°Forget about it, let¡¯s not talk about this. Has Fanzi returned home yet?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t know, but he should be back soon; it¡¯s almost dark,¡± Ye Tong said. ¡°Oh,¡± Li Jia responded with a nod, then suddenly lowered her voice and asked, ¡°When do you and Fanzi plan on doing it?¡± ¡°Doing what?¡± Ye Tong asked in surprise. ¡°Getting married, what else?¡± Li Jia said. ¡°What are you talking about, we¡¯re not doing anything like that! I¡¯m his sister-in-law, not his girlfriend!¡± Ye Tong exclaimed urgently. ¡°Sister Ye, I couldn¡¯t help but speak my mind again. Everyone in the village says that you¡¯re still with the Yang Family because you¡¯ve already slept with Fanzi. Changing a husband but not a little mother and all that. If you haven¡¯t, you better do it soon. If this rumor spreads for too long, it¡¯ll be hard for you to remarry,¡± Li Jia whispered. Yang Fan, overhearing this conversation, suddenly felt annoyed. This Li Jia really talks too much ¡ª why bring that up at all? Ye Tong shook her head: ¡°I can¡¯t stop people¡¯s mouths, but there¡¯s nothing between Fanzi and me, and I¡¯m not thinking about remarrying yet.¡± ¡°Then you should... Ah, ghost!¡± Li Jia suddenly looked up, her face drained of color, and screamed at the top of her lungs. Chapter 47 - 47 47 Agreement ?47: Chapter 47 Agreement 47: Chapter 47 Agreement ¡°Stop talking nonsense!¡± Yang Fan said irritably, ¡°What kind of nonsense have you been feeding my sister-in-law now?¡± Li Jia gently patted her trembling chest, with a bit of a resentful tone, she scolded, ¡°You just suddenly pop your head out without making a sound, are you trying to scare someone to death? What nonsense could I possibly be telling your sister-in-law? We¡¯re just sharing information.¡± Yang Fan curled his lips and sat down next to the two, casually pulling a tender cucumber from the vine, wiping it on his clothes before stuffing it into his mouth. Naturally grown without pollution, it tasted much better than those glossy ones from the supermarket. ¡°Share some of that information with me, too?¡± Yang Fan crunched on the cucumber as he asked. Li Jia stealthily rolled her eyes at Yang Fan, but for some reason, her cheeks flushed with a faint pink. However, it was now dusk, and the dimming sky along with the encroaching darkness cleverly concealed the slight blush and the somewhat unnatural look in Li Jia¡¯s eyes. ¡°You want to know?¡± Li Jia asked, lifting her head. ¡°I¡¯m curious... just say anything, I hardly know anything about the village,¡± Yang Fan responded carelessly. He was just bored, looking to kill some time. With his sister-in-law here, his plans to go back with Li Jia to finish the morning¡¯s unfinished homework seemingly had no chance of happening. ¡°Shen Lin is gathering people in the village to find him a wife, offering one thousand yuan to whoever finds one, are you in?¡± Li Jia said with a smile. ¡°I¡¯m not interested,¡± Yang Fan said nonchalantly, feeling slightly surprised, ¡°His business has nothing to do with me.¡± It seemed that Shen Lin, that old bastard, finally remembered that he had a wife missing. He made a big fuss about it, acting like a man crazed by love for his wife, yet here he was, still drinking in Yang Fan¡¯s house, thinking about taking advantage of Zhou Wenhu. Where was the slightest sign that he was a man who had lost his wife? Yang Fan felt his previous suspicion was likely true. Shen Lin, that unscrupulous old crook, might be plotting something again. Only this time, it would be about who acted faster. ¡°You left Little Mother alone at home?¡± Ye Tong suddenly asked with alarm. Yang Fan was taken aback for a moment, ¡°That... I forgot, I really can¡¯t stand the sight of Shen Lin¡¯s disgusting old face, so I left.¡± Ye Tong got up in a hurry, ¡°You two keep talking, I¡¯ll go take a look. If anything happens, I¡¯ll call out for you loudly.¡± ¡°Alright,¡± Yang Fan nodded, feeling a bit uneasy in his heart. Today he really hadn¡¯t thought about this. Although he knew that with Little Mother¡¯s abilities, it was unlikely that just anyone could take advantage of her, but with a man and a woman alone in the house, he was still worried that there might be an accident. Ye Tong left in a rush, and Yang Fan pricked up his ears to listen to the noises coming from his own courtyard. However, even though Ye Tong had been inside for quite a while, there was still no noise coming from the yard. Ye Tong¡¯s lack of screams was a good thing, but the problem was the complete absence of any sound. As Yang Fan thought back and forth, a strong sense of unease suddenly intensified in his heart. He quickly took out the three thousand yuan he had promised to Li Jia, stuffed it into her hands, and said, ¡°Take this money for now, I need to go home and check things out, it¡¯s too quiet for comfort.¡± Li Jia, somewhat embarrassed, took the money and hesitated before saying, ¡°Fanzi, remember to call me if you need anything. Also, are you coming back out later?¡± ¡°Why?¡± asked Yang Fan, puzzled. ¡°Otherwise, I¡¯ll just wait here for you. Old Fu said he might not come home for the next few days, and I was thinking... you know, about that thing, we should get it done sooner, right? I¡¯ve taken the money, and if we don¡¯t do what¡¯s been promised, I¡¯ll feel uneasy.¡± Li Jia spoke softly, clutching the bright red stack of cash very tightly in her hands. Yang Fan¡¯s eyes lit up, and he nodded gently, ¡°Then I¡¯ll come out later, or I¡¯ll go directly to your place.¡± ¡°...Okay, I¡¯ll wait for you,¡± said Li Jia, blushing and whispering in response. Having agreed on what to do later, Yang Fan quickly dashed back home. The house was indeed very quiet, so quiet that it bordered on mysterious, without a hint of sound. Yang Fan hurriedly rushed into the second courtyard, and a foul stench mixed with the smell of food suddenly assaulted his nostrils. The two scents together were incredibly strange, enough to instantly strip away anyone¡¯s appetite. Little Mother and his sister-in-law stood quietly in the flagstone-paved courtyard, one holding a broom, the other a trash can, looking at Shen Lin who lay collapsed on the dining table, continuously vomiting, with the sound of bubbling farts persistently coming from behind him. ¡°Little Mother, what did you do?¡± Yang Fan, covering his nose, stepped aside and asked in shock. ¡°I didn¡¯t do much, just gave him that 70-plus degree ¡®Knockout Donkey¡¯ liquor, and I even mixed some alcohol in it. I also put some laxatives in his snacks. This... I didn¡¯t expect such a violent reaction, what should we do now?¡± Zhou Wenhu said with a mournful expression. The two women were at a loss due to the scene created by Shen Lin, unsure what to do next. Yang Fan looked at Shen Lin, who was barely human-shaped, and gave Zhou Wenhu a thumbs up, ¡°Little Mother, we could use such tactics more often, well done. But we¡¯d better not do this at our place again, and don¡¯t add alcohol, it¡¯s too risky, could kill someone.¡± ¡°Just come up with a solution, stop making fun of me!¡± Zhou Wenhu rolled her eyes, shouting in irritation. ¡°What can we do? Get his family to pick him up. I can¡¯t handle this mess of puking and diarrhea,¡± said Yang Fan, waving his hands dismissively. Shen Lin¡¯s condition at the moment could only be described as miserable. His upper body was nearly drowned in what he had vomited, and below, the ghastly green substance was running down his pant legs, a stench filling the air, making it impossible for anyone to get close. ¡°Then make the call quickly, we overdid it a bit. It would have been better if he had turned into this state after getting home. Look at this mess, it¡¯s everywhere,¡± Zhou Wenhu said, somewhat guilt-ridden. Yang Fan almost burst into laughter at her ability to cause such misfortune; Little Mother indeed had some tricks up her sleeve. He took out his phone and called Shen Lin¡¯s nephew, Shen Chaoshan. This young man was Shen Lin¡¯s number one supporter, always running errands for him, and even at home, he¡¯d have his hefty wife wait on Shen Lin hand and foot. There were also some rumors, but Yang Fan didn¡¯t know what was true. But in any case, this young man was even more devoted to Shen Lin than Shen Lin¡¯s own son. Chapter 48 - 48 48 The Rich Womans Indulgent Desires ?48: Chapter 48 The Rich Woman¡¯s Indulgent Desires 48: Chapter 48 The Rich Woman¡¯s Indulgent Desires Shen Chaoshan, although he stuttered, was a very filial child. Within less than ten minutes of Yang Fan¡¯s phone call, he hurried over. After quickly asking what had happened and hearing that it was a case of drinking too much, he lifted Shen Lin without a word and left. ¡°Such a good lad, it¡¯s a pity he has an uncle like Shen Lin; the couple has really caused a lot of trouble!¡± Zhou Wenhui watched Shen Chaoshan leave, shaking her head with a somewhat regretful sigh. Shen Chaoshan was simple and honest by nature, with Shen Lin making most of the major decisions at home, even arranging his marriage. His own temperament wasn¡¯t bad, but he had been involved in many misdeeds following Shen Lin. About their relationship with Shen Lin, there were all sorts of rumors in the village. But the general consensus was quite united, with almost everyone feeling sorry for Shen Chaoshan. A perfectly good lad, with an expanse of grassland over his head, always playing the lackey to his uncle every day. ¡°Are we still having dinner?¡± Ye Tong suddenly asked in a low voice. Zhou Wenhui touched her protruding chest twice, swallowed slightly, and with a somewhat sickly face shook her head and said, ¡°I¡¯m not eating anyway, you two go ahead if you want.¡± ¡°I don¡¯t have much of an appetite either,¡± Ye Tong said. Yang Fan: ... Both of them had lost their appetite because of Shen Lin¡¯s behavior just now, and it seemed they no longer planned to cater to his appetite. ¡°Is there anything I can eat? I¡¯m a bit hungry!¡± Yang Fan said. ¡°There¡¯s porridge in the pot, and I¡¯ve cooked the dishes too, go eat by yourself,¡± Zhou Wenhui said, ¡°I¡¯m going to sleep first, I feel awful.¡± Ye Tong followed up quickly, ¡°I need to wash up, I feel like the smell is all over me right now.¡± The two of them left one after the other, and Yang Fan silently walked into the kitchen. He too was a bit put off, but truly hungry, and he still needed to eat. He had just served himself a bowl of porridge and sat down ready to eat when suddenly a new message popped up on his phone. Yang Fan opened it to find it was from Zhang Yulan. This woman had put a lot of effort into making an emoji with her own photo, accompanied by text asking what are you doing! Yang Fan enlarged the photo, closely examining the barely veiled details. One couldn¡¯t tell if it was intentional or not, but under the thin clothes, two particular areas were especially pronounced. Yang Fan casually snapped a photo of the food on the table and sent it back, ¡°Eating husks and swallowing vegetables, just to fool the temple that is my body.¡± ¡°Eating so light, huh? Do you want me to add some nutrients for you?¡± Zhang Yulan¡¯s message came back instantly. ¡°I¡¯d love that, how will you add it?¡± Yang Fan replied with a smile in his message. ¡°After being eaten by you today, I felt uncomfortably swollen and might be able to squeeze a bit out for you, want some?¡± Zhang Yulan replied. Reading these brazenly suggestive words, Yang Fan was a little surprised. It seemed this woman also intended to turn a casual encounter into a longer-term affair. ¡°Yes, but I prefer it fresh,¡± Yang Fan swiftly typed, a flutter stirring in his heart. At this moment, he was contemplating how he would tangle with Li Jia later on, and with just a light provocation from Zhang Yulan, the uneasiness in his heart instantly rippled into restlessness. ¡°I suddenly feel like taking a photo for you...¡± Zhang Yulan replied with an out of the blue comment. ¡°Take it! I want to see!¡± Yang Fan¡¯s excitement shot up immediately. This woman was also playing hard to get. Swipe! A photo that was obviously taken earlier popped up, but it wasn¡¯t of the full baby¡¯s feed store, rather the secluded peach blossom spring. Yang Fan quickly zoomed in on the picture, ready to take a closer look, but in an instant, it disappeared. ¡°Uh... I sent the wrong one, not that, you shouldn¡¯t have seen anything, right?¡± Zhang Yulan¡¯s message came back, accompanied by a string of embarrassed emojis. Yang Fan: ... This whole playing-hard-to-get thing she¡¯s doing is really slick. ¡°Although I didn¡¯t see it, I really want to see the one you just retracted.¡± Yang Fan replied somewhat gloomily. He should have saved it right then and there. ¡°Just now, it was actually nothing, just an unimportant picture.¡± Zhang Yulan sent back a message followed by another picture. But it was the damned artistic kind! Completely covered up, revealing even less than her first homemade emoji picture. ¡°I want to see the one you retracted, not this kind! If you keep this up, I¡¯m going to continue to visit your village tomorrow to pick up goods.¡± He viciously spooned a couple of mouthfuls of thin porridge, feeling as irritable as a cat scratching at him. Zhang Yulan sent a message with a snickering emoji, ¡°Are you picking up mountain goods or picking up fun goods, huh?¡± ¡°I¡¯m picking up you, this minx. You know what kind I want to see, so hurry up and send the real deal.¡± Yang Fan shot back. ¡°This kind?¡± Zhang Yulan sent another picture. But... it was even more conservative. Yang Fan simply replied with a series of ellipses. Tired of it all, didn¡¯t want to talk anymore, let this woman play by herself. Swipe! Suddenly a picture popped up, and Yang Fan glanced at it, his eyes suddenly lighting up, he hurriedly clicked to save it. But Zhang Yulan¡¯s timing was extremely precise, and just as the save option popped up, the picture disappeared. Yang Fan instantly wanted to throw his bowl in frustration. This woman, too infuriating! What she had just sent was a full-body shot. Although Yang Fan hadn¡¯t seen it completely, he got a good look nonetheless. It was a picture of her, naked, lying on her side in bed. Those two incredibly full, soft breasts were drooping sideways, and below her flat stomach, a glimpse of allure was faintly visible. This was the picture Yang Fan really wanted to see, but he hadn¡¯t managed to save it. ¡°Forget it, I can see you¡¯re just teasing me on purpose, and I¡¯m still busy, so I won¡¯t waste any more time with you.¡± Yang Fan replied dejectedly. Zhang Yulan sent a bunch of snickering emojis, then followed up by saying, ¡°Why don¡¯t you come to our village tomorrow? I¡¯ll show you then. Even if I send it to you now, you can look but you can¡¯t touch, must be uncomfortable, right?¡± ¡°You¡¯re so considerate.¡± Yang Fan said, feeling indignant. This woman¡¯s intentions were actually quite obvious. She just wanted to lure him over for another round of intense action. Only she didn¡¯t know that she really didn¡¯t need to play the fishing game with her seductive tactics. Yang Fan was much easier to hook than she imagined. ¡°Hey, is this one okay?¡± After about a minute or two, Zhang Yulan tossed over another picture. This time it had substance. Yang Fan glanced at it, quickly clicked save, and then slowly began to admire it. The picture seemed to be taken with Zhang Yulan holding the phone up high; that pair of full breasts filled the entire phone screen. Pink and white were sharply contrasted, so clear that someone shameless could even use it as a screensaver. Chapter 49 - 49 49 Listening at the Corner of the Wall ?49: Chapter 49 Listening at the Corner of the Wall 49: Chapter 49 Listening at the Corner of the Wall Perhaps it was because of their casual encounter, but their relationship was still quite distant, Zhang Yulan¡¯s messages were sent with extreme caution, always probing tentatively. After several trials, she finally sent her explicit photo to Yang Fan and did not retract it. However, it seemed she had forgotten that Yang Fan¡¯s phone contained the videos of their tryst from earlier that day. What significance was one picture? After sending the photos, Zhang Yulan¡¯s tone became serious and calm, once again suggesting that Yang Fan should come to their village the next day to pick up goods, mentioning that she could help out if there was not much to do. In fact, Yang Fan was indeed planning to visit their village the next day, so he naturally agreed. He had originally wanted to mention Shen Lin¡¯s issue as well, but upon further thought, he decided against it, preferring to discuss it in person the next day. It is easier to ask for favors face-to-face. After their conversation wound down, Yang Fan had also finished his dinner. He cleaned up his dishes and glanced at the second floor, where Little Mother and his sister-in-law¡¯s rooms were, then stealthily left the yard. It had been long enough; Li Jia should have been home by now. By that time, the sky had turned completely dark. The moon shone dimly, it was nearly to the point where one could barely see their hand in front of their face, yet it was barely bright enough to discern the path. Yang Fan did not use a flashlight, instead making his way in the dark toward Li Jia¡¯s house. However, once he arrived at Li Jia¡¯s front gate, he found it securely locked. Muffled voices, including Fu Xuebing¡¯s, came from within the courtyard. The excited heat coursing through Yang Fan¡¯s body was instantly quenched as if a bucket of cold water had been dumped over his head. Hadn¡¯t he said he wouldn¡¯t be back these couple of days? Old Fu¡¯s words apparently meant nothing at all. Yang Fan peered through the crack in the gate and could vaguely see the door to the western room open, with Fu Xuebing sprawling on a mat in the courtyard, basking in the moonlight with his buttocks exposed, utterly heedless of decency, shamelessly revealing himself. It appeared he had just taken a bath; because it was too stuffy in the room, he had laid outside. At that moment, Li Jia came over with a basin and sat down beside Fu Xuebing to wash his dirty clothes. Their intermittent conversation reached Yang Fan¡¯s ears. ¡°Where did you get all this money from?¡± Li Jia asked. ¡°Don¡¯t worry about it. Just spend the money I give you. I¡¯m not telling you because I¡¯m working on a big deal lately, and this is just the beginning. Later on, just wait and you¡¯ll be living the good life with me,¡± Fu Xuebing arrogantly said, his hands cushioning his head. Li Jia stopped her work, looked at Fu Xuebing with concern, and asked, ¡°You haven¡¯t done anything shady, have you?¡± ¡°Hey, what are you thinking? Would I do such things? Don¡¯t worry, the money is all legit. Your man earned it with his own sweat. Just spend it,¡± Fu Xuebing cursed, glanced over at Li Jia, and suddenly said, ¡°Stop washing. We¡¯ll deal with it tomorrow. Take off your clothes, let¡¯s do it.¡± ¡°Right now?¡± Li Jia asked in surprise. ¡°Do I need to choose the right hour to do you? Hurry up,¡± Fu Xuebing said with growing impatience. ¡°Then... let¡¯s go inside,¡± Li Jia shook the water off her hands and said. ¡°Go inside for what? Just do it here. It¡¯s suffocating in there. You¡¯d be sweating with just a little movement. Being outside, using the sky as the cover and the ground as the bed, it¡¯s much cooler and you¡¯ll have more energy to do it,¡± Fu Xuebing said. Yang Fan watched as the couple got ready and began to go at it, suddenly feeling so frustrated he could die. What could have been a wonderful encounter was lost, and now the two lovebirds were getting busy with each other. Yang Fan thought about going back, but then he figured, since he hadn¡¯t gotten any action, he might as well watch; otherwise, what a waste, right? With that in mind, Yang Fan made his way to the back of Fu Xuebing¡¯s house and carefully climbed up the north side of the courtyard wall. This spot was right behind Yang Fan¡¯s own vegetable garden, so even if Fu Xuebing went outside, he would hardly notice anything amiss. By the time he had quietly climbed over the wall, Fu Xuebing and Li Jia had already started. Li Jia was lying naked and high with her fair buttocks up in the air on a mat, her snowy white body somewhat reflective under the light. And there was Fu Xuebing, behind Li Family¡¯s, lapping up like a thirsty ox with his tongue. ¡°Ah... Ah, Old Fu, when did you get into this kink? You weren¡¯t like this before... Ah.¡± Li Jia buried her face in her arms, moaning uncontrollably, while also asking in surprise. Fu Xuebing, his right hand caressing Li Jia¡¯s smooth buttocks, found a moment to reply, ¡°What kink? I was just curious to try it out. Recently, when I had nothing else to do, I watched a few adult movies. I never realized before that there were so many ways to do this stuff; it¡¯s pretty interesting. Does it feel good?¡± ¡°It... It feels good, just kind of weird,¡± Li Jia said, embarrassed. ¡°As long as it feels good, that¡¯s right. I¡¯ve got skills with my mouth, don¡¯t I?¡± boasted Fu Xuebing with a self-satisfied laugh. ¡°Ah... Old Fu, could you not go there?¡± Li Jia suddenly looked up and exclaimed. Yang Fan, who was watching with his blood boiling, was also shocked by what Fu Xuebing was doing at the moment. He was actually kissing Gu Ting... Anyway, that place was one where Yang Fan had some psychological barriers to cross, even if the woman was stunningly beautiful. But Fu Xuebing didn¡¯t care and said, ¡°It¡¯s fine, what¡¯s the difference between here and there? Is it exciting or what?¡± ¡°It¡¯s... it¡¯s exciting, but it¡¯s just a bit too much,¡± cried Li Jia, her moans growing louder. It seemed she was truly being stimulated. Yang Fan could clearly see the flush on her cheeks from his perch atop the wall. ¡°Come on, turn around and sit on my face,¡± Fu Xuebing said, lying down after finishing his previous act, speaking to Li Jia. ¡°Ah? How... How can we do that?¡± Li Jia asked. ¡°Old Fu, where did you learn all these things from?¡± ¡°Didn¡¯t I tell you, from adult movies. Hurry up,¡± urged Fu Xuebing, ¡°I¡¯ll show you how it¡¯s done, mouth to mouth, you get it? Don¡¯t hold back if you feel like peeing, just let it happen, let¡¯s indulge ourselves today. I¡¯ll let you experience just how amazing your husband is.¡± ¡°It¡¯s not that, it¡¯s just that I¡¯m not used to this all of a sudden, this is a big change,¡± Li Jia said, hesitating. ¡°What¡¯s so big about it? Your husband, I¡¯ve learned a lot!¡± Fu Xuebing urged, ¡°Quick, get on, start moving!¡± ¡°I... I¡¯m not sure how...¡± Li Jia said, somewhat at a loss as she sat down. But maybe because she really didn¡¯t know how to do it, as soon as she sat on him, her legs immediately clamped down on Fu Xuebing¡¯s neck. ¡°Legs, legs, be gentle, do you want to kill me?!¡± Fu Xuebing hastily exclaimed. Chapter 50 - 50 50 Hidden Impulses ?50: Chapter 50 Hidden Impulses 50: Chapter 50 Hidden Impulses The dim moonlight shone over this ordinary farmhouse courtyard, filling the sultry air with a faint fragrance. Yang Fan¡¯s mood at the moment was like the weather that remained oppressively hot even late into the night, causing his head to swell. A hot surge began in his lower abdomen, attacking his chest and pressing down on his kidneys, making it so that he had no idea where to vent the large breath trapped inside him. The bright light from the western room illuminated the spacious mat outside the door, as well as the intertwined, slick figures on top of it, engaging in an ever-changing array of moves. Li Jia was straddling Fu Xuebing¡¯s face, gradually letting go of her inhibitions. Her face flushed with intoxication, she moaned with varying tone and pitch, while her hands, clasped behind her, groped her firm breasts, kneading them over and over with force. Her hips moved as if they were willow branches dancing in the wind beyond the courtyard wall. This intensely erotic scene made Yang Fan¡¯s mouth dry and his heart pound as if he had a large drum inside his chest. As it thumped, it also sent waves of impulse surging from the depths of his heart. His trousers were tented into a high peak, hard as stone. There was no denying that this couple was playing with some really trendy tricks. If Li Jia hadn¡¯t previously asked Fu Xuebing where he had learned these tricks, Yang Fan would have started to doubt the truthfulness of what she had said to him before. If the two of them were always like this in their daily life, then it certainly didn¡¯t look like they were a couple with marital troubles. However, Yang Fan did admire Fu Xuebing. The guy was really quick at learning and applying new things. After only watching a few adult films, he had managed to apply the techniques exactly as shown, and judging by Li Jia¡¯s contented look, he had clearly been successful. While Yang Fan himself had been taught by many masters, after trying several times, he never thought to use those tricks. On this point, Yang Fan felt he really needed to learn from Fu Xuebing. When it came to such a natural act, there was no need to be so reserved. Suddenly on the mat, Fu Xuebing pushed Li Jia away, gasping for air as he exclaimed, ¡°Enough, enough, that¡¯s about it. If you keep going like this, I¡¯ll definitely be smothered by you.¡± Li Jia¡¯s face was flushed with shy yet delighted red as her eyes rippled with tender affection. She chided, ¡°What an unpleasant thing to say.¡± ¡°Lie down, today I¡¯ll let you truly appreciate your husband¡¯s skills,¡± Fu Xuebing said as he grabbed a handful of his long hair that was draped over his forehead and waved his arms with a commanding presence. Li Jia glanced at him with a slight smile, ¡°Don¡¯t boast. Or else you might as well keep using the new techniques you learned; at least I feel something with those. As for the rest... do whatever makes you happy, however you like to do it, okay?¡± Fu Xuebing slapped her round, fair buttocks hard, ¡°Looking down on your husband, aren¡¯t you? Get ready, I¡¯ll show you how I¡¯ll deal with you today!¡± ¡°Ah!¡± Li Jia cried out tenderly, swiftly turned around, and lay down on the mat, laughing, ¡°You managed to learn those fancy moves; I don¡¯t believe you can¡¯t improve your own skills. Come on.¡± Fu Xuebing grasped Li Jia¡¯s slender thighs, pressing her knees to the level of her chest, perfectly displaying the muddy butterfly-like golden valley, and played with her round, peach-like buttocks for a moment before getting down to business. ¡°Mmm...¡± Li Jia let out a soft moan, threading her hands through the bends of her legs, embracing her own thighs. Smack, smack, smack. The sound of their bodies colliding crisply echoed through the ordinary courtyard. Watching this, Yang Fan¡¯s urges within his body struggled as intensely as a devil. He wanted to rush down and kick Fu Xuebing aside, replacing him. In the morning, he had just played with and studied Li Jia¡¯s perky twin mounds of baby food, and had actually failed to notice that once Li Jia took off her clothes, her figure was surprisingly good. She belonged to that very typical type that was slender but well-endowed. At a height of over one meter seventy, her legs alone were more than a meter long, and those incredibly smooth long legs clearly looked powerful. Although Fu Xuebing was somewhat negligent in his formal duties, the wife he had found was truly exceptional. Yang Fan suppressed the urge stirring within him, tugged at his extremely uncomfortable groin, shifted his position and was just about to take a good look, when he suddenly discovered that Fu Xuebing had actually stopped. ¡°Ah fuck, I was a bit too stimulated by you today, my performance was off,¡± Fu Xuebing, with both hands on Li Jia¡¯s round buttocks, declared with a face full of annoyance. Yang Fan watched, dumbfounded, his expression a bit confused. Was that it, just a few minutes and done? ¡°Are you finished?¡± Li Jia peered over and asked. ¡°Let¡¯s try again later, I was a bit off my game today,¡± Fu Xuebing called out. Li Jia wiped the sweat beading on her face and teased with a chuckle, ¡°Right, when have you ever been on your game? It¡¯s okay, I¡¯m used to it by now. At least this time, I felt a bit more involved, so it¡¯s not too bad.¡± ¡°No, it¡¯s like you¡¯re cursing me, when on my own, I am actually pretty strong!¡± Fu Xuebing muttered with a hint of guilt. Li Jia didn¡¯t press further. She took some tissue from nearby and bent down to clean up the battlefield, saying, ¡°So you should stop messing around on your own. I¡¯ve heard the more you do that, the worse it gets.¡± ¡°Really? I¡¯ll pay more attention in the future,¡± Fu Xuebing pondered as he waved his hand, ¡°Forget it, let¡¯s wash up and go to sleep!¡± ¡°And you bragged about sending me to my death; I think you don¡¯t stand a chance in this lifetime,¡± Li Jia laughed. ¡°Shut up,¡± Fu Xuebing shouted irritably and sauntered towards the bathroom swinging his arms. Watching Li Jia cleaning up the battlefield, Yang Fan was suddenly overtaken by a mischievous impulse. He quietly took out his phone and then made a call to Li Jia. A melodious ringtone quickly sounded in the yard. Li Jia, seeming to have forgotten her arrangement with Yang Fan, calmly got up, her ample and pert buttocks swaying as she took her phone out from the pile of clothes. But when she saw the two clear words ¡°Yang Fan¡± on the incoming call, her expression subtly shifted to one of nervousness, and her brows furrowed. She gazed at the phone, hesitating for quite a while before she appeared to make a significant decision and pressed the answer button. Just as Yang Fan saw her preparing to answer, he quickly hung up the call. He was hiding in a relatively concealed spot, but if he spoke even a single word, Li Jia would surely hear him. Chapter 51 - 51 51 Go Inside for a Moment ?51: Chapter 51: Go Inside for a Moment 51: Chapter 51: Go Inside for a Moment Li Jia held her cell phone in her hand, staring at it blankly for a while before finally starting to operate it. Yang Fan couldn¡¯t see what she was fussing with on her phone, but soon, a message arrived. ¡°Fanzi, sorry. I didn¡¯t expect Old Fu to suddenly come back. The thing we planned has to be postponed. Or maybe, I won¡¯t borrow the money after all.¡± Reading this message, Yang Fan felt supremely frustrated. Old Fu¡¯s timing was exquisitely dreadful. If he had been just a day later, Yang Fan would have definitely succeeded with Li Jia, the tall, leggy housewife. Now, not only had Old Fu returned unexpectedly, but he¡¯d also come back with money, prompting Li Jia to think about reneging on their plan. Thankfully, Yang Fan had already given her the money, otherwise she might have definitely changed her mind. ¡°I kind of guessed that, but why the change of heart?¡± Yang Fan cautiously looked around the courtyard before sending Li Jia a message in return. ¡°Old Fu was a bit unusual today, he gave me some money. It should be enough for my treatment,¡± Li Jia, covering the carelessly exposed parts of her body with her clothes amid the night shadows, texted back to Yang Fan. Gazing at Li Jia¡¯s irresistibly alluring figure, Yang Fan pondered his words before texting back, ¡°But you can¡¯t just get a single guy¡¯s hopes up and then suddenly back out, can you?¡± Seeing the message pop up on her phone, Li Jia pursed her lips and lightly chuckled before replying swiftly, ¡°Then let¡¯s... continue as we discussed previously, I was just talking off the top of my head. But still, today is definitely not possible. You should head back early.¡± ¡°It¡¯s a bit disappointing, but it seems I have no choice. I heard your scream, and guessed that maybe Old Fu had come back. Didn¡¯t expect Old Fu to be quite something; I could hear everything clearly from outside the yard,¡± Yang Fan purposefully said. ¡°What¡¯s so great about him? He¡¯s just like that,¡± Li Jia replied. ¡°Sister-in-law, you¡¯re nearly killing me here. Just hearing your voice through the wall is almost too much for me to handle. Is there really no chance for you to come out today?¡± Yang Fan asked, not giving up hope yet. That flare of frustration was stuck in his abdomen, neither subsiding nor intensifying, making him actually quite uncomfortable. Li Jia quickly got dressed, looked out the door, and then took out her cell phone to reply to Yang Fan, ¡°Am I hooking you in already? Fanzi, your composure isn¡¯t great. But, I¡¯m afraid there really isn¡¯t any chance today, I have no reason to come out!¡± ¡°What if Old Fu falls asleep? How about that?¡± Yang Fan, noticing Li Jia¡¯s tone soften slightly, quickly said. Li Jia hesitated, holding her phone and staring at it for a long time before replying to Yang Fan, ¡°But I¡¯m a bit worried about getting caught...¡± ¡°Letting me in for just a bit would be fine, too. Your voice earlier made me very uncomfortable,¡± Yang Fan responded immediately. Seeing Li Jia¡¯s tone clearly softening, he pressed a little harder, maybe this could actually work out. ¡°What good would just a bit do? Wouldn¡¯t that just make you feel even worse? Or are you saying you¡¯re quick, that just a bit will be enough?¡± Li Jia teased with a laugh before replying to Yang Fan. ¡°I don¡¯t know how good I am, but it might last longer than just a bit. However, even just a little would provide some comfort to the agitation I¡¯ve been feeling for so long,¡± Yang Fan replied. ¡°Sorry, then I... I¡¯ll try later. But you should go home first, and if I can get out, I¡¯ll call you,¡± Li Jia, standing by the door with a hesitant and conflicted expression, finally replied. ¡°Okay, I¡¯ll wait for you!¡± Yang Fan responded briefly and put away his phone. He didn¡¯t plan on going back right away but decided to wait and see what Li Jia really intended. Before long, Fu Xuebing sauntered in from the bathroom. ¡°Time for bed!¡± He casually called out to Li Jia before heading straight to the room. Under the light, Li Jia¡¯s expression was conflicted, and she hesitated before saying, ¡°You go ahead and sleep, I need to wash these clothes first, and then take a shower.¡± ¡°Leave it for tomorrow. Why must you stay up late to do it?¡± Fu Xuebing¡¯s voice came from inside the room. ¡°You think I¡¯m like you? It¡¯s still early, so I just got started. There¡¯s always more to do tomorrow!¡± Li Jia said. ¡°Suit yourself. I¡¯m going to sleep. I won¡¯t wait for you!¡± Fu Xuebing shouted. Li Jia responded faintly, sitting on the small stool next to the mat and rolling up her sleeves to start sorting through the clothes that Fu Xuebing had taken off. She washed them slowly, occasionally glancing into the room. She obviously seemed to be deliberately delaying. Seeing her like this, Yang Fan¡¯s heart leapt with excitement, as if there really was a chance. About half an hour later, Li Jia started to rinse the clothes a second time, and the faint sound of Fu Xuebing¡¯s snoring could be heard from the room. The two were engaged in a battle of timing, and Yang Fan, squatting on the wall, also felt a bit of a breakdown. His legs had gone numb! He looked around and gently sat on top of the wall, letting his legs dangle. If Li Jia came out and he couldn¡¯t move due to numb legs, it would be utterly embarrassing. ¡°Old Fu!¡± Li Jia, who was wringing the clothes, suddenly shouted, but did not receive any response from Fu Xuebing. ¡°Never mind, I¡¯ll do it myself,¡± Li Jia murmured softly, then quickened her pace and began wringing the clothes energetically. Her shout was clearly a test to see if Fu Xuebing was truly asleep. Seeing her like this, Yang Fan felt suddenly reassured. It seemed he really had a chance tonight. Li Jia hastened her laundry, seemingly rushing through the process, briefly washing the remaining clothes before scooping them up, wringing them out, and hanging them in the corner of the yard on a clothesline. After hanging the clothes, Li Jia took something in her hands and examined it closely under the doorway¡¯s light. Although Yang Fan had never used the item, he recognized at a glance that Li Jia held a bunch of umbrellas. Without a doubt, they must have been taken from Fu Xuebing¡¯s pockets just now. Under the light, Li Jia¡¯s expression looked upset, almost furious. As if venting, she suddenly raised her hand and violently threw those items in the yard. After hesitating for a moment, she picked up one, quietly clutched it in her hand, and then walked over to turn on the bathroom light before tiptoeing out the door. Seeing this, Yang Fan quickly climbed down from the wall. Almost at the same time he came down, a message from Li Jia came through, ¡°Fanzi, are you still there?¡± ¡°Yes, in the vegetable garden,¡± Yang Fan quickly replied. ¡°Come here, to the door,¡± Li Jia replied. Chapter 52 - 52 52 Wish Fulfilled ?52: Chapter 52: Wish Fulfilled 52: Chapter 52: Wish Fulfilled Yang Fan repressed the restless turmoil within him as he tiptoed to the entrance of Fu Xuebing¡¯s house. In the pitch-black porch, Li Jia held up her cellphone to guide Yang Fan, using the faint light from the screen to indicate her position. That spot was so thoroughly shielded from even the dim moonlight that almost nothing could be seen. Yang Fan approached, his burly frame pressing tightly against Li Jia¡¯s. ¡°Sister-in-law, I want you.¡± Startled by the hot, pressing body, Li Jia¡¯s body tensed involuntarily, ¡°I... you, I¡¯ll give myself to you, but you have to be quick. I¡¯m not sure if Old Fu will wake up. We can do it right here. If Old Fu wakes up, I have to rush back inside and pretend I¡¯m dealing with wastewater, understand?¡± ¡°Understood, as long as I can be with sister-in-law, I don¡¯t care where we are,¡± Yang Fan murmured, his hands already wandering dishonestly over Li Jia¡¯s body. ¡°Your request is quite simple.¡± Li Jia chuckled softly and whispered, ¡°What I mean is, I might not be able to take off all my clothes. You can just lift up my skirt later, and if you want to touch the top, you can pull my collar open a bit. Otherwise, we won¡¯t have time to react when it¡¯s necessary. Is that okay?¡± ¡°Good,¡± Yang Fan responded crisply. Under these circumstances, they had to settle for a makeshift solution. Removing clothes and engaging as she had with Fu Xuebing would be ideal, but it was impractical. In this darkness where he couldn¡¯t even see Li Jia¡¯s face, undressing wouldn¡¯t make much of a difference. ¡°Fanzi, I¡¯m sorry it has to be this rushed today. I¡¯ll find a better opportunity another time and make it up to you. We won¡¯t count this one as one of our agreed times. We¡¯ll see how far we can go, okay?¡± Li Jia whispered softly. Her thoughts were incredibly considerate, and her words were spot-on. Yang Fan naturally had no objections and grunted his agreement. He reached for and parted the crossed layers of Li Jia¡¯s collar, pulled out her perky, full breasts, and took a bite into them. ¡°Mmm...¡± Li Jia couldn¡¯t help moaning softly, quickly covering her mouth with her hand. At that moment, Yang Fan was like a starving little jackal, disregarding their surroundings and Li Jia¡¯s reactions. The long-stifled impulses left him with only a fierce desire to claim. He wished he could merge Li Jia entirely into his being. Yang Fan used both hands and mouth, molding Li Jia¡¯s ample breasts into various shapes. As he continued, Li Jia¡¯s moans became more rapid, teetering towards uncontrollable. Yang Fan lifted her long skirt and reached underneath, hastily pulling at her panties to make the most of their time, lest they get distracted by extraneous matters if they focused solely on the upper body. His hand explored inward, and the moment he touched the butterfly-like golden valley, Yang was stunned. Li Jia was not wearing any. He had been keeping an eye on the yard earlier, but had not noticed this detail. This was more convenient. Yang Fan¡¯s fingers grazed the golden valley once, feeling it completely moist. He thrust his body forward, lifted Li Jia¡¯s slender right leg, and plunged in like a fierce dragon into a stream. ¡°Ah...¡± Li Jia cried out, then suddenly said urgently, ¡°Wait, wait.¡± ¡°What¡¯s wrong?¡± Yang Fan paused and asked. ¡°Here, take this.¡± Li Jia fumbled and found Yang Fan¡¯s hand, stuffing the condom into his palm. ¡°Sister-in-law, it¡¯s already in; maybe we should just forget it,¡± Yang Fan said. He had seen Li Jia clutching the item in her palm earlier, hence he had deliberately launched a surprise attack. Although he hadn¡¯t used it many times, Yang Fan didn¡¯t like using this thing at all. ¡°But I¡¯m worried... you might not be able to stop yourself from finishing inside,¡± Li Jia whispered. ¡°I¡¯ll put it on later,¡± Yang Fan said, ¡°Let me first feel the tightness and wetness of my sister-in-law, okay?¡± ¡°...Okay then,¡± Li Jia consented softly, then couldn¡¯t help but moan lowly, ¡°You¡¯re so big, Fanzi.¡± ¡°Sister-in-law, you¡¯re very tight too, and so slippery. Could it be that Old Fu just left something inside?¡± Yang Fan deliberately spoke with a wicked interest, having seen clearly earlier that they hadn¡¯t taken any precautions. Although the night completely concealed the changes in Li Jia¡¯s expressions, Yang Fan could clearly sense the embarrassment and shyness in her tone as she fretted and scolded, ¡°What nonsense are you talking about, that¡¯s... my own.¡± Despite Li Jia¡¯s outright denial, Yang Fan didn¡¯t mind; rather, he found it stimulating. Her man was sleeping, and here he was, sneaking through the back door to have his way with his woman¡ªwhat a thrilling sensation! ¡°Fanzi, harder,¡± Li Jia gasped urgently, suddenly pleading in a low voice. Even though she desperately covered her mouth with her hand, the muffled moans still leaked out from between her fingers. ¡°Sister-in-law, how about you turn around, and I¡¯ll come from behind!¡± Yang Fan suggested. The face-to-face position was not very conducive for him to exert force, and it also prevented him from going completely deep. ¡°...Okay,¡± Li Jia complied softly, turned around, and held onto the doorpost with both hands. From this position, she could not only withstand Yang Fan¡¯s pounding but also clearly see what was happening in the west room. If Fu Xuebing came out from inside, she could immediately pull down her skirt and pretend nothing was happening. Whether her legs were weak or her face was flushed was up to her skills. Yang Fan moved behind Li Jia, and in the dark, he lifted her skirt, vigorously groping the buttocks that Fu Xuebing had wildly savored just moments ago, before locating the golden valley and thrusting deeply. This position was much more convenient for Yang Fan. He held onto Li Jia¡¯s silky, soft buttocks with both hands, launching an assault as swift and fierce as a gusty rainstorm. Snap, snap, snap... The intense collision of their bodies emitted an incredibly crisp sound that rang out enticingly into the night. ¡°Fanzi, gentler, gentler, it¡¯s too loud,¡± Li Jia, already dizzy with ecstasy, quickly whispered. Yang Fan¡¯s formidable size and his rapid assault had already plunged her into a state of total confusion, making her forget where she was. It was the crisp snapping sounds that suddenly jolted her back to reality. While talking, she anxiously glanced toward the west room, fearing that she might disturb Fu Xuebing. Chapter 53 - 53 53 Full of Ups and Downs ?53: Chapter 53: Full of Ups and Downs 53: Chapter 53: Full of Ups and Downs Yang Fan also realized that he had been a bit too fierce just now. Under the quiet night, with not a sound around, the clapping noise was indeed a bit loud. He slowed down the tempo, turning it into a forceful yet cushioned approach, fiercely striking deep into Li Jia¡¯s most inner sanctum with each thrust. Although the speed had decreased, Yang Fan¡¯s rhythm was still fierce. After about a dozen in and out thrusts, Li Jia¡¯s body suddenly started to tremble lightly, as if she was electrified, and her right hand reached back to desperately grab Yang Fan¡¯s arm. She stopped the clapping noise made by Yang¡¯s hits against her buttocks, but she couldn¡¯t keep herself from crying out any longer. ¡°Ah... ah... ahhh...¡± She almost screamed these out, her voice sharp and high-pitched. Pleasure that felt like a landslide flooded her body, making her forget where she was, completely letting go of her inhibitions and crying out in unbridled moans. Li Jia was so lost in the moment that she didn¡¯t realize what she was doing, and she seemed unable to stop herself. But Yang Fan was quite alarmed by her cries. He quickly slowed down the tempo and said to Li Jia, ¡°Try to control it a bit, control it, your voice is a bit too loud.¡± Li Jia suddenly snapped back to reality, sounding a bit nervous, ¡°You made it feel too good, I... I couldn¡¯t hold it in. It seems Old Fu wasn¡¯t disturbed. Let¡¯s take it easy for a bit and see how things are.¡± Yang Fan chuckled in response and, needless to say, Li Jia¡¯s recent cries were truly mesmerizing. While moving slowly, the two of them kept an eye on the movements in the western room. The brightly lit western room was quiet, showing no signs of reaction. It seemed as if Fu Xuebing hadn¡¯t heard anything at all. Just as the two were about to breathe a sigh of relief and continue, Fu Xuebing¡¯s voice suddenly filled the room, ¡°Li Jia, was that you screaming just now?¡± Li Jia¡¯s face instantly changed color, and she quickly pushed Yang Fan, hurriedly fixing her skirt and stepping forward to say, ¡°Ah, yes, it was me. Cats were fighting and it startled me.¡± ¡°Oh, what time is it?¡± Fu Xuebing asked. ¡°I don¡¯t know, probably around eight or nine.¡± Li Jia shouted somewhat frantically. ¡°Haven¡¯t you finished washing the clothes?¡± Fu Xuebing sounded groggy and mumbled. ¡°Ah, I¡¯m almost done.¡± Li Jia shouted, ¡°It¡¯s okay, go back to sleep.¡± ¡°Mmm.¡± After replying, the room gradually became quiet again. Li Jia stood in the courtyard, a bit flustered and deliberately making some noise, and seeing that Fu Xuebing showed no signs of coming out, she slowly retreated to the doorway and asked in a low voice, ¡°Fanzi, are you still there?¡± It was too dark at their doorstep for her to see where Yang Fan was. ¡°I¡¯m here!¡± Yang Fan poked his head out from the darkness and said quietly. Seeing Yang Fan¡¯s face, Li Jia¡¯s cheeks suddenly flushed, and she felt sheepish. With an almost inaudibly low voice, she asked, ¡°Are you close?¡± ¡°Um... I don¡¯t know, probably close.¡± Yang Fan said uncertainly. He wasn¡¯t feeling much of anything at the moment. ¡°So, do you want to continue?¡± Li Jia asked. ¡°It seems he didn¡¯t notice anything.¡± Yang Fan chuckled softly and said mischievously, ¡°Sister-in-law, if you¡¯re not scared, then I¡¯m definitely up for continuing.¡± ¡°Then, then come on, but really, be quick about it.¡± Li Jia said in a low voice, quickly lifting up her skirt. She arched her buttocks upwards, then with a delayed realization asked, ¡°Shall we... continue from behind?¡± Yang Fan yanked Li Jia up into the pitch darkness, his palm caressing her smooth, rounded buttocks as he said, ¡°We might as well do it this way. Given the situation, this position seems most suitable.¡± ¡°Mm, let¡¯s go ahead. Stop playing around and put it in already,¡± Li Jia whispered nervously, glancing toward the western room. Fu Xuebing¡¯s shout had scared away all her arousal, and now she just wanted to help Yang Fan finish quickly. Yang Fan wasn¡¯t planning on wasting time either; he was merely playing with her buttocks briefly. Soon he located the golden valley and plunged straight in, merging the two into one. Soft squelching sounds rhythmically echoed in the darkness. Yang Fan deliberately focused, trying to speed up his pace to give it to Li Jia quickly. Although the environment was indeed thrilling, it was also somewhat nerve-wracking. He hadn¡¯t even urged himself to finish yet when he already expected Fu Xuebing to come out of the room. The guy staggered out of the room in his flip-flops, his eyes bleary as if he were drunk, wandering toward the bathroom. The two hidden by the door were so frightened that they froze, not daring to move. Once he entered the bathroom, Li Jia quickly disengaged from Yang Fan, sorted out her clothes in a few quick movements, and whispered to Yang Fan, ¡°Fanzi, it can¡¯t be done today, let¡¯s try another day. Continuing like this, I¡¯m about to be scared into having a heart attack.¡± Yang Fan was stunned, completely speechless. What a mess! And they had only gotten halfway through. Li Jia¡¯s previous moans, though truly soul-stirring, were really ill-timed. If it hadn¡¯t been for those moans, he might have already finished. Now, caught in this limbo, the discomfort was unbearable. ¡°Sister-in-law, could you perhaps hold on a little longer? I feel like I¡¯m about to come,¡± Yang Fan whispered. Li Jia responded in a modest tone, ¡°Fanzi, we can¡¯t keep taking this risk. Let¡¯s do it another day, sister-in-law will make it up to you. Better go now, take a shower, and you did enter sister-in-law¡¯s body today, so consider it a consolation prize, right? Go on.¡± She seemed truly frightened, her demeanor very firm. Seeing this, Yang Fan had no choice but to reluctantly give up. This fruitless encounter, although somewhat thrilling, was ultimately more regrettable. Li Jia walked into the door, adjusting her clothes again in the dim light of the western room, and made sure everything was in order before she began to gather the scattered condoms she had thrown around earlier. Then she sat on the small stool waiting for Fu Xuebing to come out of the bathroom. Perhaps feeling it was too harsh to just shut the door on Yang Fan, she didn¡¯t close it right away. Yang Fan didn¡¯t rush to leave, instead he sulked, hidden in the dark by the door. In his current state, he didn¡¯t even feel good walking; he needed to let that energy subside and loosen up a bit first. Fu Xuebing, yawning and bleary-eyed, walked out of the bathroom. Seeing him come out without even a glance her way, Li Jia preemptively demanded, ¡°Old Fu, could you explain these to me?¡± ¡°Huh? What¡¯s that?¡± Fu Xuebing asked dazedly. ¡°This!¡± Li Jia raised a handful of condoms she was holding. Her move to strike first was indeed quick, but Yang Fan thought it was somewhat unnecessary. With Old Fu¡¯s dazed appearance, it would have been better to say nothing and let him go back to sleep, and then they could continue their business. Chapter 54 - 54 54 The Absurd Dream ?54: Chapter 54: The Absurd Dream 54: Chapter 54: The Absurd Dream Fu Xuebing was thoroughly woken by Li Jia¡¯s accusing tone. Under the eaves, he stared with his innocent little eyes, confusedly asking, ¡°Where did this come from?¡± ¡°Shouldn¡¯t I be the one asking you that?¡± Li Jia retorted. ¡°Oh oh, I remember now. I was sleeping so hazily, you¡¯ve got me all confused,¡± Fu Xuebing said annoyedly, ¡°This must have been prepared for the two of us, what else could it be for?¡± ¡°Since when have you used something like this? Aren¡¯t you planning on having kids?¡± Li Jia asked furiously. Human emotions are indeed strange. Just a moment ago when Li Jia was sitting there, Yang Fan saw her face was blooming like a peach blossom, flushed with the afterglow of intimacy. But with just one questioning, the romantic flush on her face faded instantly, turning to anger. Apart from anything else, this woman¡¯s acting skills were truly formidable. And Fu Xuebing¡¯s reaction was just as quick, he responded unhappily at once, ¡°I know, but this is just for occasional use! These are special, with added high technology, you wouldn¡¯t understand, just wait and enjoy when the time comes, let¡¯s hurry up and sleep.¡± ¡°Is... is that so?¡± Li Jia asked, somewhat dubious. ¡°What else could it be? You¡¯ll know once I use it on you tomorrow,¡± Fu Xuebing said, waving his hand nonchalantly as he returned to his room. Li Jia looked down at the things in her hand and, without further questions, got up and walked towards the door. She was persuaded by just a few words from Fu Xuebing. However, hiding by the door, Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but feel that Old Fu might indeed be hiding some secrets. He didn¡¯t deny the excuse Fu Xuebing just made; it seemed very plausible. Yang Fan¡¯s judgment was based purely on a man¡¯s sixth sense. Li Jia didn¡¯t ask whether Yang Fan was still there or not, she closed the door and returned to her room. Once the footsteps had faded away, Yang Fan emerged from the shadows and stealthily crept back home. Little Mother and sister-in-law had already gone to bed, the only thing in the courtyard was the dim light from the first floor, diligently acting as a night watchman, casting its meager glow over the ancient courtyard. Yang Fan washed up briefly, returned to his room, and immediately fell asleep. Although he still felt somewhat disappointed for not having wrapped things up neatly and was left feeling uncomfortable, he had at least established a substantial relationship with Li Jia, having made it inside. And damn, it was thrilling! Lying in bed, the sensations of his recent tussle with Li Jia still reverberated before his eyes. This tall, shapely married woman was quite tight, and very absorbing. Perhaps it was because they couldn¡¯t see each other in the dark, but the sensations were particularly vivid. The next day. As the rooster crowed at dawn, the sunrise punctually peeked into Yang Fan¡¯s room. After a heavy yawn, Yang Fan reluctantly got out of bed. Every groggy morning, the soft bed becomes extraordinarily clingy. Little Mother and sister-in-law seemed to have already gotten up, chattering about something in the courtyard. Yang Fan got out of bed and was about to dress when he suddenly noticed something odd about his crotch. He pulled it open to take a look and was immediately at a loss for words. The inventory I hadn¡¯t spat out at Li Jia¡¯s was all confessed here last night. When did all this happen, how come I can¡¯t remember it at all? I scratched my head in puzzlement, and only then did the dream from last night begin to faintly emerge in my mind. It was probably because I couldn¡¯t vent on Li Jia¡¯s body, which frustrated me, and last night I had that kind of dream for the first time. And the female lead in the dream, even more absurdly, turned out to be my sister-in-law and Little Mother. It took place in the attic on the roof, where Little Mother and my sister-in-law tenderly took care of me all night, one on the left, and the other on the right. ¡°That¡¯s a bit ridiculous,¡± Yang Fan muttered to himself as he rummaged through the wardrobe for a fresh set of clothes to put on. That day in the bathroom, I recklessly pushed Little Mother in for a couple of strokes, and although it was literally just a couple of strokes, it had been making me feel all sorts of uncomfortable for the past few days. I never expected to end up having such an outrageous dream. It¡¯s probably because I know what Little Mother and my sister-in-law¡¯s bodies are like, so the dream was actually very clear. Now that I think about it, even some of the finer details of what was done are complete. Shaking my head, Yang Fan cast aside these messy thoughts in his heart and went to the bathroom to wash up. In the courtyard, Zhou Wenhui and Ye Tong were drying roses and chrysanthemums, with a rich aroma filling the entire yard. These flowers were not for decoration, but for making tea. Xin¡¯an Town is the core production area for tea throughout the city, and rose tea and chrysanthemum tea are many farmers¡¯ side businesses. Compared to the intricate and demanding craft of tea-making, these two types of flower tea are much simpler. Farmers with a bit of spare land will choose to plant some as a side business to slightly increase their income. Yang Fan¡¯s House grows a relatively larger amount because they have fewer tea plants. It¡¯s hard to increase their income from tea alone, so they have to put more effort into their side businesses. However, due to the proliferation of e-commerce in the past two years, nearby areas have seen an increase in those focusing on rose and chrysanthemum tea as an industry. Compared to tea, this business model is simpler to produce and profits come in a bit faster. ¡°Fanzi, do you have any plans for today?¡± Ye Tong asked, looking up as she saw Yang Fan coming out. ¡°I¡¯m heading to Zhangli Village today. Yesterday, there were a few families I didn¡¯t finish collecting from,¡± Yang Fan replied. ¡°Oh, then I¡¯ll start the picking with Little Mother. When you come back tonight, we¡¯ll fry the tea. Today is hotter, so these flower teas are almost ready for killing the green,¡± Ye Tong said. Yang Fan hadn¡¯t checked the fields in the past few days and didn¡¯t know the situation; hearing this, he said, ¡°These families had already agreed, so I¡¯ll just make the rounds today. I won¡¯t go tomorrow. We¡¯ll fry the flower tea first.¡± Actually, whether he collected the goods today didn¡¯t matter, but he had promised Yulan to have a gathering, which he needed to attend. The gathering was not the main point, though. More importantly, Yang Fan planned to take the opportunity to talk to her about Shen Lin¡¯s issue, trying to use Yulan¡¯s connections to tackle this problem beforehand; otherwise, having Shen Lin continue to cause trouble was genuinely unbearable. So, this event today was unavoidable. ¡°Alright, then go early. Breakfast is warming in the pot; hurry up and eat,¡± Ye Tong said with a gentle smile. Yang Fan gave his sister-in-law a longing look before heading into the kitchen. Women who make tea seem to carry an innate grace and beauty, as tranquil and natural as tea itself. Even someone like Little Mother, who¡¯s usually fierce, looks like a proper lady when making tea, somewhat enchanting. Chapter 55 - 55 55 Seductive Trouble ?55: Chapter 55 Seductive Trouble 55: Chapter 55 Seductive Trouble After he managed to satiate himself enough to not feel hungry, Yang Fan left his house, mounted his three-wheeler, and set off for Zhangli Village. Harvesting flower tea was a major event for the family, as well as a very important source of income, so Yang Fan didn¡¯t dare delay. If today¡¯s business hadn¡¯t involved Shen Lin, he would definitely have brushed off his arrangement with Zhang Yulan like it was nothing. Even though the full-figured young woman was tempting, Yang Fan still knew to prioritize. The June weather was like an intensely fiery woman, already scorchingly hot at just seven or eight in the morning, feeling like it could pierce right through one¡¯s internal organs, causing profuse sweating with the slightest movement. Yang Fan floored the gas pedal all the way, plunging into the paved road of Zhangli Village, which was considerably wider than those of other villages, and headed straight for Zhang Yulan¡¯s house. Speeding all the way, Yang Fan arrived at Zhang Yulan¡¯s somewhat luxurious-looking villa in no time. He parked the buzzing three-wheeler, which sounded like a tractor, by the roadside and was about to head towards Zhang Yulan¡¯s house when he noticed three sedans parked at their doorstep. A quick glance was enough to tell they were all luxury cars worth hundreds of thousands. Faint voices and even some arguing could be heard coming from the yard. As Yang Fan was about to reach the doorstep, he hesitated, feeling like it might not be appropriate to enter now. He thought twice about it and retreated. Sitting down under the old locust tree by the road, he took out his phone and sent a message to Zhang Yulan, asking if it was convenient for him to come over. But Zhang Yulan didn¡¯t reply for quite some time. After about ten minutes or so, when Yang Fan was getting a bit anxious and planning whether to go pick up the goods first, a message suddenly came from Zhang Yulan. ¡°You haven¡¯t arrived at my place, have you? Leave right away, don¡¯t come over. I¡¯ll message you later to explain.¡± Seeing the somewhat baffling text, Yang Fan got up decisively, mounted his three-wheeler, and left Zhang Yulan¡¯s place straightaway. Time to pick up the goods! Although Zhang Yulan¡¯s words were unclear, she obviously wasn¡¯t available right now. Perhaps her husband had come back. Yang Fan drove to the homes of the farmers he had made arrangements with the day before and, embarrassingly found that his little beaten-up car couldn¡¯t fit everything. Recently, tea had been harvested in large quantities, and there were quite a few sellable items from the mountains. Perhaps because Zhangli Village is relatively remote, there were fewer buyers, and each household had quite a lot of stock. Just one family nearly emptied Yang Fan¡¯s wallet today, filling up his not-so-large vehicle. After getting a cup of cold water from a farmer¡¯s house, Yang Fan sat drinking while chatting idly with the worldly old man, planning to rest a little before heading out again. Just then, another message from Zhang Yulan came, ¡°Come over now, there¡¯s no trouble at my house anymore.¡± ¡°Okay.¡± Yang Fan replied with a single word, put away the cup he had used to drink water, tossed it into the toolbox beside the seat, thanked the kindly old man, and set off on the main road, once again heading for Zhang Yulan¡¯s house. When he arrived, he just saw Zhang Yulan, wearing shorts exposing her fair and plump thighs, standing by the roadside, pruning several ornamental trees near the entrance. Seeing Yang Fan, she stopped what she was doing and asked with a smile, ¡°Have you been here before?¡± ¡°How did you find out?¡± asked Yang Fan with a smile. Zhang Yulan pointed at the spot where Yang Fan had parked his car before, ¡°The tire tracks are quite noticeable. Come on, follow me inside.¡± Yang Fan nodded and parked the car. This woman was quite perceptive, actually being able to guess he had been there from the tire tracks. Following Zhang Yulan inside, he took a seat in their lavishly modern living room. Zhang Yulan pushed the fruit on the table towards Yang Fan and with a hint of shyness in her eyes, gave him a once over before asking, ¡°Do you need to wash up?¡± ¡°I take a shower every day, but, if you want me to wash up, I don¡¯t mind,¡± Yang Fan said, slightly surprised. The woman was really direct with her words, without any pretense or build-up, she went straight for her goal. ¡°Then there¡¯s no need,¡± said Zhang Yulan as she twisted her voluptuous waist slightly and sat down next to Yang Fan with a smile, her hands mischievously reaching towards his crotch. ¡°Did you like the photos I sent you yesterday?¡± she asked with a flirty smile, her eyes full of desire. She could hardly settle down before she was already eager to get started. Yang Fan leaned back to give Zhang Yulan¡¯s hand better access to comfort his buddy, and laughed, ¡°Those were nice, but I liked the two you withdrew even more. Those must have been the best.¡± ¡°Do you know what I withdrew?¡± Zhang Yulan¡¯s hand slithered like a slippery eel, wriggling its way inside Yang Fan¡¯s pants. ¡°I don¡¯t know, but I can guess they were more provocative than the one you did show me,¡± said Yang Fan. Zhang Yulan chuckled and said seductively, ¡°Why bother with photos, when you can see the real thing in a bit.¡± ¡°I¡¯m a grown man, greedy, you know. I want it all,¡± replied Yang Fan jokingly, then asked, ¡°Was there something going on at your place a moment ago? It was so tense it gave me quite a fright.¡± ¡°A few of my husband¡¯s subordinates came to move some stuff. They insisted on finding the old phones my husband had replaced. I called that bastard Chen Zhong and told him they had already been sold as scrap, but they didn¡¯t believe it and kept searching. They also asked who bought it and whether they knew where the person was from. Worried they would come to you, I made up some excuse,¡± Zhang Yulan said, clearly annoyed. ¡°That old fool must have realized there was incriminating evidence on his phone, adding to his nerves.¡± Yang Fan frowned lightly; this was not exactly good news. Chen Zhong¡¯s influence was much greater than that dog Shen Lin, and luckily the most critical phone was in Zhang Yulan¡¯s hands and had nothing to do with him. Otherwise, it could have been a significant trouble. Such evidence involving those types of transactions could potentially lead to a disaster. ¡°Have you looked through the other phones? Is there anything else on them?¡± Zhang Yulan asked. Actually, Yang Fan hadn¡¯t yet gotten around to examining the rest of the phones. He hesitated for a moment and chose not to tell the truth, instead shaking his head and replying, ¡°Only one phone had some undeleted messages from an unidentified person, just introducing various women. Nothing else significant.¡± ¡°It must be Du Hai!¡± Zhang Yulan huffed. Chapter 56 - 56 56 The Initial Test ?56: Chapter 56: The Initial Test 56: Chapter 56: The Initial Test ¡°Du Hai, why does that name sound so familiar?¡± Yang Fan murmured, as if deep in thought. ¡°Isn¡¯t he that boss who does advertising in town?¡± Zhang Yulan¡¯s expression suddenly turned disdainful as she talked about him. ¡°He previously took two women to suck up to that bastard Chen Zhong, and I caught them red-handed. Even though it seemed like nothing happened on the surface afterward, I¡¯m sure they¡¯re still in contact behind the scenes; those two sons of bitches just can¡¯t change their ways.¡± ¡°So it¡¯s him.¡± Yang Fan suddenly realized, no wonder the name sounded so familiar. Du Hai owned an advertising company in town, very modest-looking, but rumor had it he was quite wealthy. If he had connections with Chen Zhong, it made sense that he was rich. ¡°Sister Zhang, should I return the other phones to you?¡± Yang Fan hesitated before speaking. Zhang Yulan leaned her hot, curvaceous body closer to Yang Fan and said nonchalantly, ¡°No need, just use them. The trouble won¡¯t come to you anyway, don¡¯t be nervous.¡± This made Yang Fan somewhat conflicted. He worried that since Chen Zhong cared so much about his old phones, the other phones might also contain material. After all, he¡¯d randomly picked two, and they¡¯d revealed some explosive content; it was unlikely just a coincidence. The others probably had something as well, to a greater or lesser degree. Holding onto Chen Zhong¡¯s secrets wasn¡¯t useful to him and could easily cause himself trouble. ¡°Why are you letting your hands idle?¡± Zhang Yulan suddenly said in a low voice. Yang Fan looked down at his hands, a puzzled look on his face. ¡°Touch me, what, you don¡¯t dare or what?¡± Zhang Yulan chided, pressing her heavy, full breasts against Yang Fan¡¯s arm and rubbing it impatiently. Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but laugh, ¡°That¡¯s right, Sister Zhang has such a strong presence, I wouldn¡¯t dare to make a move without your say-so!¡± In reality, he¡¯d just been preoccupied with his thoughts and hadn¡¯t even considered it. ¡°Cut the crap.¡± Zhang Yulan rolled her eyes seductively, ¡°If you¡¯re really interested in me, just relax a bit and play however you like, you get it? We¡¯re here to have fun anyway. As for how we play, I¡¯ll go along with anything you¡¯re up for, and even if I¡¯m not, we can still give it a try and work it out together.¡± ¡°Being all coy about cheating is such a bore, isn¡¯t it? We¡¯re here for this very purpose, so let¡¯s be direct about it. I¡¯ll pleasure you, and you just need to think of ways to enjoy.¡± The way she put it was quite bold. But the rationale was direct and solid. This woman was incredibly clear-headed. If she could speak about this so frankly, she surely wouldn¡¯t lag behind in other matters. She was the type who would say it straight and strip down to her underwear without hesitation. Yang Fan lifted the loose white short-sleeved shirt off Zhang Yulan¡¯s upper body, fumbling to unhook her bra. As the two mounds were set free and bounced out dramatically, his mouth went straight for them. He got down to business on both sides, playing and enjoying at the same time. Yulan¡¯s breasts were shockingly large; Yang Fan felt almost suffocated with his head buried in her deep cleavage. And the most premium aspect was that despite their size, they were still beautiful, wonderfully round. To have such massive breasts was something, but Zhang Yulan also had a waist to match, without the slightest hint of being overweight. To develop such a voluptuous and dominant figure, she must be an incredibly disciplined person in her daily life. For most women, the waist is the first to gain weight. And with such magnificently huge buttocks, it¡¯s rare to see a waist that still appears slim. Engrossed in a wild bout of nibbling and kneading, Zhang Yulan¡¯s fair face flushed a deeper red, her breath through flared nostrils became more rapid, and her right hand quietly intensified its pressure, soothing Yang Fan inside his pants with an eager and desirous touch. Yang Fan suddenly stood up, flipped Zhang Yulan onto the couch, grabbed her beautifully curved legs, pulled her skirt down from her waist, then spread her legs apart, and plunged his mouth directly toward her. Last night, squatting atop a wall, hearing an affair, seeing Li Jia¡¯s excited frenzy, Yang Fan thought most women probably liked to be handled this way, so he decided to give Zhang Yulan a try, testing it out. ¡°Ah... don¡¯t,¡± Zhang Yulan exclaimed in surprise, quickly reaching to push Yang Fan¡¯s head away. ¡°Don¡¯t do this.¡± Yang Fan didn¡¯t say a word, but was stubborn as a bull calf, somewhat roughly sealing his mouth over Zhang Yulan¡¯s ¡®butterfly spring.¡¯ ¡°Ah...¡± The unfamiliar sensation made Zhang Yulan let out a sharp cry, her hands gripping Yang Fan¡¯s shoulders tightly, an expression of intoxicated rapture instantly crossing her face. This was Yang Fan¡¯s first time doing such a thing, and he lacked finesse, just sucking forcefully. This crisp and lush terrain instantly went to his head, spurring his excitement. Clean and crisp, yet utterly succulent, it¡¯s really hard not to enjoy it. Zhang Yulan moaned rapidly, moistening her dry lips with her tongue, her drunken and hazy eyes exuding a soul-devouring appeal. She was intoxicated by Yang Fan¡¯s ministrations, her eyes swimming with a watery desire. ¡°Oh, it¡¯s amazing... I want it, I want it so bad, can you give it to me now?¡± She slid her hands beneath her voluptuous buttocks, urgently seeking something to bring her deep comfort. ¡°But what if I¡¯m not finished enjoying you?¡± Yang Fan teased deliberately. ¡°Please, brother, stop teasing me, give it to me, can you do that?¡± Zhang Yulan pleaded eagerly. Desire in her eyes almost seemed to overflow like water. ¡°I¡¯ll eat a bit more; you¡¯re too tempting,¡± Yang Fan said as he caressed Zhang Yulan¡¯s smooth legs and dove down again, using both hands and mouth. ¡°Ah... stop, ah ah ah... please, daddy, I want it, give it to me now.¡± Zhang Yulan¡¯s cries, stimulated to the point of near tears, it was unclear if it was from excessive longing or from Yang Fan¡¯s actions. ¡°Husband, give it to me, give it to me, I¡¯ll agree to any condition, okay? I can be your little pet, you can even take me out, do those exhibitionist things and all, just please give it to me now.¡± Yang Fan asked with a smirk, ¡°You seem quite knowledgeable, huh?¡± ¡°I don¡¯t know, it¡¯s that bastard Chen Zhong who knows. He once asked me to do it, but I never did for him, yet I will for you. Husband, can you give it to me now? I can¡¯t take it anymore, I feel like I¡¯m about to die,¡± Zhang Yulan said, clinging to Yang Fan, her voice full of urgent pleading. ¡°Does it feel good when I do this?¡± Yang Fan asked slowly as he leisurely undressed, deliberately dawdling. ¡°It feels so good, I want my husband to keep doing this, to do me to death, you lascivious thing,¡± Zhang Yulan cried out impatiently, her voice almost breaking with urgency. Chapter 57 - 57 57 Power and Patterns ?57: Chapter 57: Power and Patterns 57: Chapter 57: Power and Patterns Yang Fan, through his own experimentation, had reached a conclusion. It seemed that women truly did enjoy the sensation of being kissed. He didn¡¯t know the specific techniques, but merely sucking forcefully turned Zhang Yulan into a puddle of mush, her fertile juices overflowing and muddying the couch to the point of soaking a large area, almost sputtering out. ¡°If you really want it, open up a bit yourself and invite me in,¡± Yang Fan said, gazing closely at that enticing fertile land, deliberately dragging the words out. Today¡¯s session with Zhang Yulan had opened the door to a new world for him, revealing numerous fresh techniques. ¡°To burst in violently and forcefully, is that okay?¡± Zhang Yulan¡¯s face was drenched in intoxication, without any hesitation. She immediately stretched her hands under her buttocks and clutched her buttocks to spread her petals apart. The golden valley was as tender as peach blossoms, and the stream, clear as crystal, was overflowing outward. Yang Fan no longer hesitated. Slowly, yet with great force and extreme brutality, he pushed in. ¡°Ah¡ª¡± Zhang Yulan¡¯s ten fingers tightened around her pale buttocks, and she let out a satisfied moan. It seemed like Yang Fan had hit her sensitive spot directly, causing the woman to tremble slightly as if she was electrified. ¡°It feels so good, so full, so swollen, it feels... it feels like even my soul is filled,¡± Zhang Yulan looked at Yang Fan with hazy eyes, her gaze soft and watery, ¡°How can you be so amazing? What will I do if I can¡¯t leave you in the future?¡± ¡°You still want to run?¡± Yang Fan playfully raised an eyebrow. ¡°No, I couldn¡¯t bear to leave. I want you to keep going like this,¡± Zhang Yulan hurriedly said. Yang Fan gathered Zhang Yulan¡¯s legs together, hoisted them onto his shoulders, and then powered into her violently. Thud, thud, thud... ¡°Ah, ah, I can¡¯t, I can¡¯t, I¡¯m going to die, ah...¡± The fierce impact caused Zhang Yulan to scream shrilly on the spot, her neck veins bulging. Yang Fan disregarded her reactions and put all his energy into the relentless task. The plump and rounded buttocks were highly elastic, making it irresistible. After maintaining this position for about ten minutes, Yang Fan finally slowed down. After these intense ten-some minutes which felt like ramming, Zhang Yulan was completely exhausted, nearly rolling her eyes back, yet there was a satisfied smile on her face. She touched Yang Fan¡¯s cheek, looking somewhat tired, she coyly said, ¡°You really are amazing. You almost took my life. Being a woman for over thirty years, honestly, you¡¯ve made me feel the joy of being a woman for the first time, it¡¯s really comfortable, really great!¡± She moistened her dry lips and continued, ¡°In the future, really, don¡¯t be polite with me, okay? I want you to rely on me a bit. Really, I can still be of great help, and I can definitely improve your life a little.¡± ¡°Look at Du Hai, that loser, he can drive a luxury car worth a million; with a little effort, you could too.¡± These words surprised Yang Fan. He hadn¡¯t expected Zhang Yulan¡¯s offer of help to be in this manner. This was outright suggesting that he become a kept man! Separating Zhang Yulan¡¯s plump and beautiful legs, Yang Fan bent down and moved slowly, while speaking, ¡°If you put it that way, I actually do have something I¡¯d like to ask for your help with.¡± ¡°What¡¯s up? Quick, tell me,¡± Zhang Yulan immediately asked. Helping people seemed to have excited her as well. Yang Fan detailed his issues with Shen Lin, then asked, ¡°Can you handle it? If it¡¯s too much trouble, forget it, don¡¯t push yourself. I know this kind of thing isn¡¯t easy to do.¡± ¡°Trouble my buttocks, it¡¯s way easier than figuring out how to sleep with you. Wait a sec, where¡¯s my phone? I¡¯ll take care of it right now. It¡¯s not a big deal.¡± Zhang Yulan shook her head and started searching on the couch. Yang Fan looked around and picked up Zhang Yulan¡¯s phone from the table and handed it over. ¡°Take your time, I need to make a call. It¡¯s good for me to rest a bit, I just came twice, almost passed out,¡± Zhang Yulan said as she unlocked her phone and made a call. Yang Fan watched her with a look of surprise; this woman was fierce. The call was quickly connected, and Zhang Yulan got straight to the point, ¡°What are you up to? There¡¯s something you need to handle for me. The director from Shicheng Village, surname Shen, find a way to bring him down.¡± ¡°This old jerk has been misusing public resources and has done plenty of despicable stuff, you should easily find some dirt on him. If you¡¯re not capable, I have some solid evidence here that you can use.¡± ¡°Ah... nothing much? Ah, I just remembered, isn¡¯t your wife working as a secretary for Old Chen now? Oh, invite her over for dinner sometime. Yeah, I¡¯m staying at my parents¡¯ home these days. Okay, that¡¯s it then.¡± Zhang Yulan quickly hung up the phone, her eyes shimmering seductively as she looked at Yang Fan and chided softly, ¡°You naughty boy, letting others hear me moan is not good, it could impact me.¡± ¡°I wasn¡¯t even going hard, you¡¯re just too sensitive,¡± Yang Fan laughed. He had just gone a bit deeper and she screamed out loud. ¡°I¡¯ve never had such a sturdy fellow before, couldn¡¯t help but cry out. Okay, my fault,¡± Zhang Yulan said gently with a smile, ¡°I¡¯ve taken care of your problem, and if nothing goes wrong, the results should come out by tomorrow. As for the evidence you mentioned, let¡¯s hold onto it for now, we¡¯ll use it if we can¡¯t get rid of him otherwise.¡± Yang Fan nodded and asked, ¡°Do you still owe someone a favor?¡± He had just heard about Zhang Yulan inviting someone to dinner; likely, she might need to offer something more. Zhang Yulan started laughing, ¡°Not at all, for such a small thing, why would I owe anyone a favor!¡± ¡°The guy I just called is a young official from our county who specializes in dealing with types like Shen Lin. Both he and his wife are in the system, his wife just joined Old Chen¡¯s department earlier this year, working as a secretary for that bastard Chen Zhong.¡± ¡°I saw a video of his wife with Old Chen yesterday, the girl really knows her stuff, even danced a striptease for Old Chen. I might have her dance for me too, want to watch?¡± Yang Fan then realized it wasn¡¯t about owing a favor, but rather, making trouble. ¡°I¡¯d like to see, but it doesn¡¯t seem appropriate for me to be there. Why don¡¯t you dance for me instead?¡± Yang Fan proceeded slowly, laughing as he spoke, although feeling slightly uneasy inside. Shen Lin had driven him nearly mad, even making him contemplate a life-or-death struggle with Shen Lin. But for Zhang Yulan, it was just a simple phone call. All settled in no more than five or six sentences. And within those few sentences, she even managed to include her personal affairs. People really differ in their social strata. The impact of this realization sparked a strong conviction in Yang Fan¡¯s heart. He might not have power in the future, but he must have money! Chapter 58 - 58 58 The Directors Wealth and Pomp ?58: Chapter 58: The Director¡¯s Wealth and Pomp 58: Chapter 58: The Director¡¯s Wealth and Pomp ¡°I can¡¯t dance for shit. Those pros who learned it can strip and twist with grace,¡± Zhang Yulan shook her head, ¡°If you ask me to gyrate, it¡¯s nothing compared to showing you how I can spread my buttocks to pick flowers. When the time comes, I¡¯ll send you a message, and you just come over. What¡¯s so improper about that? Just watching is fine, or if you don¡¯t mind, you could fuck her too, no problem at all.¡± ¡°I¡¯ve got this woman totally figured out!¡± Zhang Yulan¡¯s words were outright vulgar, but Yang Fan found them incredibly satisfying. This type of frankness, without any hint of taboo, was totally his cup of tea. It¡¯s just that he wasn¡¯t too keen on getting involved with her and someone else¡¯s affairs, though Zhang Yulan¡¯s proposal was quite tempting. ¡°We¡¯ll see when the time comes. Are you planning to start your revenge with the woman?¡± Yang Fan asked. ¡°I¡¯m not that stupid. Why bother taking revenge?¡± Zhang Yulan said with a cold laugh, ¡°This status I have is still pretty useful; I don¡¯t want to just throw it away. If Old Chen, that son of a bitch, loves to play around, then let him. We can play our own games too, and I¡¯m living quite the good life, aren¡¯t I?¡± ¡°As for those videos, naturally, I intend to maximize the benefits. Old Chen¡¯s bitches are no simpletons. If I just stir up this matter and offer them a deal they can mostly accept, ninety-nine percent of them will agree. They might not care about themselves, but they definitely will care about that son of a bitch Old Chen.¡± Yang Fan nodded slightly. She said the others were no simple folk, but in fact, this woman was the truly complicated one. Her head might already be a grassland, but she could still suppress her rage, thinking about using those videos to haul in greater benefits for herself. That¡¯s something an average woman wouldn¡¯t be capable of. This realization made Yang Fan aware that he had to carefully examine the relationship between the two of them to clarify his own position. ¡°Your approach, I¡¯ve got nothing to comment on, but I can only say you¡¯re damn cool-headed!¡± Yang Fan shook his head and smiled, his left hand resting on Zhang Yulan¡¯s abdomen, his right hand clutching her smooth thigh, as he entered deep plowing mode again. This woman, full-figured and ripe as the golden valley, felt best in this position. ¡°Ah...¡± Zhang Yulan let out a cry with her throat pulled tight, ¡°What wisdom do I have, it¡¯s just being driven to desperation.¡± ¡°Though, that suggestion I made earlier, you might want to seriously consider it. Watching a striptease, screwing someone else¡¯s wife, paving a new track for yourself, how good is that? If you want to make money, not only do you have to go all out, but you also have to loosen up your pants.¡± ¡°You think I¡¯m not loosened up right now?¡± Yang Fan laughed. ¡°Right now, I¡¯m the one opening up, almost blooming, ah...¡± Zhang Yulan let out a voice rising and falling rhythmically. With one thrust, Yang Fan left her no space to speak. ... After a good hour of toiling, Yang Fan finally finished with Zhang Yulan. By the time they were done, it was almost noon. Zhang Yulan enthusiastically insisted that Yang Fan stay for a meal before leaving. Unable to refuse, Yang Fan ended up staying. After lunch, he left Zhang Yulan¡¯s home. Through his actions, he had thoroughly conquered this incredibly rational woman. She was as docile as a loving little wife, speaking in a soft, tender voice. Yang Fan didn¡¯t linger in Zhangli Village, he crossed straight through the town and made it back home. As he stepped over the threshold, seeing Shen Lin once again sitting in the courtyard drinking, a surge of anger flared up inside Yang Fan. This damn bastard, was he really starting to treat this place like his own home now? In the past, at least he had the decency to cause trouble on an occasional basis; now, it seems he comes running here as soon as his eyes open. The approach Zhou Wenhui had taken did indeed vent some anger and managed to confuse this damn bastard. But the negative impact was far from negligible. Looking at Shen Lin now, he seemed genuinely convinced that Zhou Wenhui was interested in him, ready to be his kept woman. It wasn¡¯t just Shen Lin in the courtyard; Zhou Wenhui was there too, keeping him company. The two of them, drinking under the scorching sun, presented a ludicrous sight resembling a nine-tailed fox accompanying a weasel for drinks. Yang Fan walked over with a stern face and sat directly opposite Shen Lin, ¡°Director Shen, I¡¯ve realized your skin is really thick. I think you shouldn¡¯t bother going home anymore, why don¡¯t you just move all your stuff over here!¡± ¡°Fanzi, that¡¯s actually not a bad idea, and I¡¯m seriously considering it.¡± Shen Lin adjusted the sunglasses that were perpetually perched on his nose, took a leisurely sip of liquor, and said boastfully, ¡°Later on, we can tear down this decrepit ancestral home and build two small two-story buildings, one for you and one for us. Don¡¯t worry about the money. I¡¯ll pay for it all, and it won¡¯t cost much.¡± Yang Fan¡¯s face darkened as he stared at Shen Lin and scoffed, ¡°Since Director Shen is so rich, how about you lend me some money first? Our household has been struggling to make ends meet because of your antics lately.¡± ¡°How much do you need? Just name it.¡± Shen Lin said arrogantly, gesturing grandly with his hands. ¡°Let¡¯s start with one hundred thousand yuan. That shouldn¡¯t be difficult for you, right?¡± Yang Fan asked sarcastically. ¡°What difficulty is there in that?¡± Shen Lin said, dismissively. He pulled out a stack of bills from his pocket and handed them to Yang Fan, ¡°My money is all in fixed deposits at the bank. When it matures, I¡¯ll withdraw one hundred thousand for you to use. If you¡¯re really struggling, I¡¯ve got some cash on me. You can use it, and it¡¯s not a loan.¡± Yang Fan¡¯s eyes coldly swept over the money. One hundred thousand yuan seemed like a trivial amount to completely ignore, but the cash he had didn¡¯t even add up to two hundred yuan. Yet, that less than two hundred yuan was being offered with extravagant condescension, as if Yang Fan was a beggar. ¡°Although I¡¯m short one hundred thousand, a hundred or so yuan isn¡¯t a problem for me. If you can¡¯t cough it up, then you¡¯d better shut your filthy mouth and stop barking orders in my face,¡± Yang Fan snapped as he pushed away Shen Lin¡¯s hand. ¡°Hey, kid, even a hundred or so yuan is money, and I¡¯m not asking you to repay it. Just take it,¡± Shen Lin said with irritation, ¡°My money is all in time deposits; you think I¡¯d be short over one hundred thousand yuan? I¡¯m telling you, I¡¯d lend it to you just like that.¡± ¡°As long as you don¡¯t claim the bank is yours, I¡¯ll believe whatever you say about how much money you have there. But I think I¡¯m unworthy of your dirty money. Why don¡¯t you save it to bury with you when you die? Now, hurry up and get out of my house. This estate bears the name Yang, not Shen, old man, at least have a little shame!¡± Yang Fan cursed with a look of disgust, having no mood to entertain this damn bastard any longer. ¡°Kid, do you have any idea what you¡¯re talking about?¡± Shen Lin¡¯s face suddenly darkened, ¡°If it weren¡¯t for the respect I have for your stepmother, this house would¡¯ve become the Shen¡¯s a long time ago. What do you think you count for? I wasn¡¯t even thinking of despising you for bringing death upon your father and brothers, and yet you dare to scorn my money as dirty?¡± With those harsh words, Shen Lin¡¯s hand lashed out, throwing the money into Yang Fan¡¯s face, ¡°Take it!¡± Chapter 59 - 59 59 The Overbearing Little Mother ?59: Chapter 59 The Overbearing Little Mother 59: Chapter 59 The Overbearing Little Mother Although banknotes are light, being slapped in the face with them still stings. Yang Fan¡¯s mouth corner twitched viciously, his complexion turning iron blue in an instant. A surge of anger exploded from his chest, shooting straight to the crown of his head. He grabbed a beer bottle that was on the ground, swinging it straight towards Shen Lin¡¯s head. But before his bottle could land, another had already burst open on Shen Lin¡¯s head. Yang Fan paused, staring in surprise at Zhou Wenhu who held the broken half of the bottle in her hand. ¡°What are you hesitating for?¡± Zhou Wenhu frowned, glanced at Yang Fan, snatched the bottle from his hand, and smashed it again on Shen Lin¡¯s head. With a dull thud, the bottle exploded into emerald shards on Shen Lin¡¯s head. ¡°What are you doing?¡± Shen Lin, dazed from the blow, roared in anger. Even the sunglasses that he wore all year round had been knocked off. Zhou Wenhu didn¡¯t speak, but threw away the half bottle in her hand and started looking around at her feet. However, they had only drunk two bottles of beer earlier, leaving no extra bottles. Seeing no other bottles around, Zhou Wenhu simply took an unopened beer from the crate. ¡°You, you, you, what are you doing? Put that down!¡± Shen Lin jumped up and shouted. His head was surprisingly resilient, enduring two hits without even a scratch. ¡°What else but to finish you?¡± sneered Zhou Wenhu, flinging the bottle towards Shen Lin¡¯s head. Shen Lin tried to dodge, but couldn¡¯t escape, and the bottle struck him squarely. Bang! Amid the muffled sound, beer mixed with glass shards splattered over Shen Lin¡¯s head. Shen Lin¡¯s eyes rolled back as he thudded into the courtyard, passing out. His skull might be tough, but it wasn¡¯t tougher than a beer bottle filled with liquid. ¡°When you hit someone, you should do it decisively. What¡¯s with the hesitation?¡± Zhou Wenhu kicked Shen Lin a few times and then spoke disdainfully to Yang Fan. Yang Fan: ... He hadn¡¯t hesitated. He was just shocked by Little Mother¡¯s sudden action, causing a momentary pause. If Little Mother hadn¡¯t made a move, his bottle would have hit Shen Lin¡¯s head long ago. Being humiliated with a hundred or so yuan slapped on his face, how could Yang Fan possibly hold back? In that instant, he had even harbored thoughts of killing Shen Lin. ¡°What¡¯s the meaning of this today?¡± Yang Fan asked. ¡°It¡¯s my fault, I talked too sweetly to that dog. He actually thought I wanted to sleep with him, the little brat. He doesn¡¯t even look at what he is, yet he thinks he¡¯s a catch,¡± spat Zhou Wenhu disdainfully. Yang Fan had anticipated this outcome earlier, but he assumed Little Mother must have had some other plan in mind when she acted as she did. Looking back, it seems Little Mother just acted on a whim; she had no backup plan whatsoever. ¡°So what do we do now? I say we beat him half to death and dump him at his house,¡± Yang Fan said coldly. He really felt the urge to do just that. Even the thought of killing the old dog crossed his mind. Now Shen Lin was basically shitting and pissing all over him and had the gall to act as if he was just doing his job. ¡°Let me think,¡± Zhou Wenhu shook her head, looked at Shen Lin lying on the ground, scratched her chin, and muttered, ¡°Do you think if I sweet-talk him it will work? We can give him a ¡®closed loop¡¯ treatment, beat him up, then cozy up to him, and repeat the process. That way, we¡¯ll vent our frustration, the problem will be smoothed over, and maybe we can even trick him into compensating us for our previous losses.¡± Yang Fan was speechless, the idea seemed rather far-fetched; Shen Lin was no fool. ¡°Then, Little Mother, you might have to make some sacrifices. There might be a slim chance, otherwise, there¡¯s no hope.¡± ¡°Pfft, what are you saying?¡± Zhou Wenhu gave Yang Fan a disdainful look, ¡°To let him take advantage, I¡¯d rather let a dog. Since there¡¯s no other way, let¡¯s just get this bad blood out. We¡¯ll fight him to the death if necessary, just like before. We¡¯ll counter every move as it comes, relying on our own abilities. If all else fails, I¡¯ll hold a knife and block the village committee¡¯s door to see if anyone cares about this.¡± ¡°Actually, it might not need to be that extreme. If everything goes as planned, this problem should be resolved soon,¡± Yang Fan said, calming down. The anger had clouded his mind earlier, making him forget that he had asked Zhang Yulan for help. Zhou Wenhu glanced at Yang Fan, ¡°Spill it, you little brat, and make it clear!¡± ¡°I pulled some strings; it might topple the guy,¡± Yang Fan said. ¡°It doesn¡¯t sound like something reliable,¡± Zhou Wenhu shook her head, ¡°Don¡¯t underestimate his position as the director, no matter how insignificant. His network is solid, and it¡¯s not easy to bring him down with just any connection.¡± Yang Fan didn¡¯t bother to force an explanation. As long as the job got done, that was all that mattered. If it didn¡¯t work out, any explanation would seem pointless. He changed the subject and asked, ¡°Did he come prepared today?¡± They had liquor at home, but no beer, and Little Mother surely wouldn¡¯t have gotten beer especially for Shen Lin. If nothing went wrong, it had to be Shen Lin who brought his own. Bringing his own drinks was as suspicious as a weasel visiting a henhouse on New Year¡¯s Day. ¡°Exactly, lugging two cases of beer. Saying he lost his wife and was feeling down, asking me to drink with him, was just an excuse. That old bastard just wanted to take advantage of me,¡± Zhou Wenhu curled her lip in disgust as she spoke, then suddenly smiled at Yang Fan, ¡°Isn¡¯t having a mom who is ¡®nation¡¯s beauty and heavenly fragrance, graceful and charming¡¯ quite troublesome?¡± Yang Fan immediately felt goosebumps all over, ¡°I think you have some misconceptions about ¡®nation¡¯s beauty and heavenly fragrance, graceful and charming¡¯.¡± Zhou Wenhu¡¯s eyes crinkled immediately, and she shouted fiercely, ¡°You little brat, are you calling me ugly?¡± She suddenly grabbed Yang Fan¡¯s ear and dragged the six-foot-tall Yang Fan down to her chest, demanding angrily, ¡°Come on, take a good look. Where am I ugly?¡± ¡°Easy, easy, it hurts!¡± Yang Fan cried out quickly. Zhou Wenhu was being exceptionally harsh, and Yang Fan truly felt like his ear was about to come off. Despite appearing mild and fragile, it was a mystery where she got such strength from. Zhou Wenhu didn¡¯t let go; instead, she pulled even harder, pressing Yang Fan¡¯s head against her chest, and interrogated, ¡°Look carefully, am I ugly?¡± ¡°Not ugly, okay, ¡®graceful and charming,¡¯ happy now? But I¡¯m past the breastfeeding age, don¡¯t do this!¡± Yang Fan exclaimed. He was forced by Zhou Wenhu to press his ear against the fullness of her chest. Soft as it was, with a faint scent. But it made Yang Fan quite uncomfortable, giving him the sensation of running a high fever, and his blood pressure seemed to be rising too. Chapter 60 - 60 60 Complete Fallout ?60: Chapter 60: Complete Fallout 60: Chapter 60: Complete Fallout ¡°Little brat, what the heck are you thinking about, still breastfeeding!¡± Zhou Wenhui slapped Yang Fan¡¯s head away, ¡°Go suck your sister-in-law¡¯s if you want milk, and stop targeting me, you irresponsible little brat.¡± ¡°Zhou Wenhui, don¡¯t play the thief yelling ¡®stop the thief¡¯ on me, I never thought that way, you were the one who pulled me over!¡± Yang Fan yelled. Zhou Wenhui¡¯s mouth suddenly lifted upwards, and she abruptly reached out again, yanked Yang Fan¡¯s ear, and forcefully pressed his head against her exceptionally perky bosom, ¡°I can do it, but you can¡¯t talk about it!¡± Yang Fan: ... How could she have such strong hands! He, a strapping man, was being handled like he was a child, easily dragged over with just one hand. There¡¯s no justice in this! Although the bosom under his head was really soft, his ear hurt more. Yang Fan, raising his hands, hurriedly shouted, ¡°Stop, stop, stop, don¡¯t pull anymore, it¡¯s really going to come off.¡± ¡°Call me mom!¡± Zhou Wenhui teased as she looked at Yang Fan and suddenly said. ¡°Ah? Haven¡¯t I been calling that all along? When have I ever called you by your name?¡± Yang Fan cried out. What¡¯s this about, taking out the anger she didn¡¯t finish with Shen Lin on me? ¡°Just now!¡± Zhou Wenhui said indifferently, ¡°Hurry up and call!¡± She added a bit more strength to her hand, pressing Yang Fan¡¯s head tightly against her bosom. ¡°...Little Mother.¡± Forced by Zhou Wenhui¡¯s unreasonable behavior, Yang Fan reluctantly conceded. ¡°Call me mom!¡± Zhou Wenhui ordered. ¡°It¡¯s not... you this...¡± Yang Fan was a bit confused. What¡¯s wrong with Zhou Wenhui today? ¡°Little Mother, stop it, my ear is really going to fall off!¡± Yang Fan exclaimed in resignation. ¡°Hurry up and call!¡± Yang Fan: ... Calling her Little Mother came extremely naturally to him. But to drop the ¡®Little¡¯ and straight-up call her ¡®Mom¡¯¡ªhe really couldn¡¯t bring himself to say it. ¡°Hurry up and call, or it might not just be your ear that suffers, I might really make you return to your childhood and have another suckle,¡± Zhou Wenhui suddenly said sinisterly. ¡°Zhou Wenhui, are you having some kind of problem today?¡± Yang Fan shouted, startled. He didn¡¯t believe she would really dare to do it. ¡°Nothing much, just got irritated by some things and taking it out on you, just hurry up and call!¡± Zhou Wenhui said imperiously. Yang Fan: ... ¡°Quickly, just call me mom and I¡¯ll let you go. Otherwise, your ear might not fall off, but you might really end up having a couple of sucks. You¡¯re all grown up, and I haven¡¯t breastfed you, which is quite irresponsible of me, it¡¯s just right to make it up to you now!¡± Zhou Wenhui said. Yang Fan completely crumbled. Zhou Wenhui surely had some kind of problem today. This was suddenly scary! ¡°Little Mother, please stop joking, making up for it isn¡¯t something you do at this age,¡± Yang Fan helplessly shouted. ¡°Cut the crap, I have the final say on this,¡± Zhou Wenhu said completely irrationally. Yang Fan totally shut down. Asking him to skip the formalities and directly call her ¡°mom¡± was absolutely impossible; he simply couldn¡¯t do it. He didn¡¯t believe Zhou Wenhu would dare to actually unbutton her clothes and breastfeed him. ¡°Not going to say it, huh? Then forget it, I¡¯ll just compensate you directly. We have this connection, so it¡¯s like being a mother, right!¡± Zhou Wenhu said teasingly, suddenly starting to unbutton her collar. She was wearing an antique-style blouse with a row of buttons down the front. Yang Fan was startled by her action. Although since that time he saw Zhou Wenhu and his sister-in-law playing with each other in the attic, he¡¯d been a bit restless inside, also wanting to do something to Zhou Wenhu. But that was a deep secret in his heart, completely daring not to reveal it. ¡°Are you going to say it or not?¡± Zhou Wenhu teased as she looked at Yang Fan, unbuttoning the second button and exposing a glimpse of white. But Yang Fan suddenly calmed down; he saw from Zhou Wenhu¡¯s expression that it was all a bluff. She was clearly just trying to scare him. ¡°Just feed me then. I¡¯ll take this milk. The ¡®Little¡¯... can¡¯t be omitted!¡± Yang Fan suddenly toughened up. ¡°Alright, provoking me on purpose, huh? Then have it. If you want to drink, I¡¯m willing to feed. It¡¯s a willing fight, a willing endure, come on, open up!¡± Zhou Wenhu clutched Yang Fan¡¯s neck with her right hand and suddenly sped up with unbuttoning. Yang Fan¡¯s eyes twitched fiercely. Could it be that his words had backed Zhou Wenhu into a corner, forcing her to go all out? Just then, Shen Lin, lying on the ground, suddenly groaned in pain, clutching his head and sitting up. Zhou Wenhu immediately let go of Yang Fan and walked over in three quick steps, grabbing a brand-new beer from the beer box. Seeing her action, Shen Lin, who had just awoken, was scared half to death, ¡°No, no, don¡¯t hit me, I apologize, I¡¯ll pay, or any other conditions will work.¡± Holding the beer bottle, Zhou Wenhu looked coldly at Shen Lin and said, ¡°You really should pay. Just count how much of our stuff you¡¯ve destroyed altogether. I won¡¯t ask for the excess, just pay the equivalent, or else I¡¯ll kill you today.¡± In that moment, Zhou Wenhu resembled a fierce bandit. ¡°I... I can¡¯t figure it out right now, otherwise... could you state an amount?¡± Shen Lin nervously said, covering his bruised forehead. He seemed to be intimidated by Zhou Wenhu¡¯s formidable aura at that moment, losing all bluster in his speech. ¡°I should say it myself? Wouldn¡¯t that be extortion? Just think it over properly!¡± Zhou Wenhu said. Finding a moment to breathe, Yang Fan stood firm next to Zhou Wenhu, also grabbing a beer bottle in hand. Today¡¯s mess had escalated to this point, and he at least needed to vent his frustration. Hurling a few beer bottles at Shen Lin and beating him half to death seemed no different in the grand scheme of things. Afterward, it would all come down to paying money and facing Shen Lin¡¯s endless retaliation either way. With his mind made up, he then stole a glance at the menacing Zhou Wenhu. Little Mother seemed genuinely off today. How could she suddenly come up with the absurd idea of breastfeeding him? ¡°Thirty... Thirty Thousand?¡± Shen Lin cautiously looked at Zhou Wenhu, holding up three fingers. Yang Fan stepped forward, swung the beer bottle down onto Shen Lin¡¯s raised hand, ¡°You¡¯ve destroyed so much of my herbs before, even tore down two walls of the outer courtyard of my house. Did you forget how old this house is? Those are antiques. And, exploiting our family¡¯s smaller size, how many tea trees did you forcibly take from us? Do you think Thirty Thousand would cover all that?¡± ¡°Ah... my hand!¡± Shen Lin cried out in pain, hurriedly clutching his left hand, gasping from the pain. ¡°Think it over again, or else today you might come in, but you sure won¡¯t be able to leave!¡± Zhou Wenhu said coldly. ¡°Fifty Thousand, I can only come up with Fifty Thousand, or else just kill me!¡± Shen Lin shouted desperately, his face flushed red. Some people turn deathly pale when in pain; he, on the other hand, turned as red as if he had just come out of a sauna. Chapter 61 - 61 61 Care ?61: Chapter 61 Care 61: Chapter 61 Care ¡°Fanzi, go get paper and pen!¡± Zhou Wenhui commanded. Yang Fan always carried paper and pen with him. They say a poor memory is better cured by a worn pen, and sometimes he needed it to jot things down. Upon hearing the request, he immediately took out the paper and pen and laid them in front of Shen Lin. ¡°You know how it should be written, don¡¯t you? Write!¡± Zhou Wenhui pressed a beer bottle against Shen Lin¡¯s forehead and said coldly, ¡°Write anything off-topic, and you can say goodbye to your head today.¡± Perhaps sensing Yang Fan and Zhou Wenhui¡¯s desperate ferocity, Shen Lin didn¡¯t hesitate this time. He immediately used his unharmed right hand to write down an admission of misusing his public position for personal gain, promising to make restitution, and also penned an IOU. ¡°What¡¯s this IOU supposed to mean?¡± Yang Fan asked coldly. ¡°I... I don¡¯t have that much money right now, at most, I can scrape together ten thousand,¡± Shen Lin said with a mournful face. ¡°Didn¡¯t you say you had several ten thousands in the bank? You can¡¯t come up with this amount?¡± Yang Fan asked angrily. With a crestfallen face, Shen Lin said, ¡°I was just bragging, I actually don¡¯t have any money...¡± ¡°That¡¯s quite a scary bluff,¡± Yang Fan said coldly and mockingly, ¡°But this, I do not accept!¡± As he spoke, the beer bottle in his hand smashed heavily onto Shen Lin¡¯s knee. With a dull thud, Shen Lin let out a howl of pain, and his face instantly turned a dramatic shade of red. Since things had already escalated to this point today, Yang Fan no longer cared about future repercussions. He had been holding this grudge for a very long time and now just wanted to vent his anger before considering anything else. Even if he didn¡¯t get the compensation back, it didn¡¯t matter. When Shen Lin did all those things, he had policy backing him up, always managing to twist things around under the guise of legitimacy. That was not the issue here. Yang Fan again took a brand new unopened beer from the cooler, his aura radiating murderous intent as he blocked Shen Lin¡¯s path. ¡°Wait, wait, I can come up with twenty thousand...¡± Shen Lin shouted hastily. ¡°Or, perhaps you might want to reconsider?¡± Yang Fan raised the beer bottle to Shen Lin¡¯s forehead, asking icily. Although Shen Lin was not so wealthy that he could disregard a hundred thousand as if it were nothing, twenty or thirty thousand wasn¡¯t an issue for him. Over the years, leveraging his connections, he had never been short of snatching a little something from the common folk. ¡°Give, give, I¡¯ll give it! I¡¯ll give all of it!¡± Seeing that Yang Fan was about to strike again, Shen Lin yelled frantically. He tremblingly took out the money, and transferred a neat fifty thousand yuan to Yang Fan¡¯s phone. No sooner had the matter been settled than, while Zhou Wenhui was forcing Shen Lin to clean the yard, two police officers suddenly walked in. ¡°I¡¯ve heard that Director Shen is at your place, is that correct?¡± one of the plump officers asked politely. Shen Lin, his face a mess from the beating, saw hope and immediately lit up. He called out urgently, stumbling over himself as he rushed out, ¡°That¡¯s me, that¡¯s me, officer, you¡¯ve got to stand up for me! They¡¯ve detained me illegally, extorted money by force! They took fifty thousand from me, fifty thousand, and beat me up. Look at this injury on my head, they nearly killed me.¡± The two officers looked somewhat surprised as they glanced over Shen Lin, but they didn¡¯t say anything. The plump officer turned to Yang Fan and Zhou Wenhui and asked, ¡°Did you guys hit him?¡± Yang Fan and Zhou Wenhui shook their heads in unison. ¡°Absolutely not, the money was compensation he gave us. As for the injuries, he got those from falling over when he was drunk earlier, which has nothing to do with us,¡± Yang Fan stated emphatically. ¡°Why would we beat someone for no reason?¡± ¡°A bunch of shameless rogues, the lot of you! You think by just saying that you can smooth everything over? You all just wait, this rundown house will bear the name Shen sooner or later, and you will spit out what you¡¯ve eaten from me! And you, you harlot, I will have my way with you eventually, damn you all, hitting me, I am Shen Lin!¡± Shen Lin ranted furiously, his face contorting as if he could eat someone alive. ¡°Shen Lin, it doesn¡¯t seem quite appropriate for you to speak like this in front of us, does it? Behave yourself!¡± the plump officer suddenly barked, grabbing Shen Lin¡¯s arm, ¡°You¡¯ve caused enough trouble, come with us.¡± ¡°Hey, no, why are you arresting me? You¡¯ve got it all wrong!¡± Shen Lin was startled and began to protest desperately. He didn¡¯t expect that these two weren¡¯t here to help him, but rather to deal with him. ¡°We don¡¯t make mistakes in identifying people, it¡¯s you we¡¯re looking for!¡± the chubby officer pushed Shen Lin and said in a deep voice. The two men flanked Shen Lin, one on either side, and without further ado, they left Yang Fan¡¯s house. ¡°Fanzi, what¡¯s... what¡¯s going on?¡± Zhou Wenhui asked with some surprise. The situation had taken her off guard. ¡°Reap what you sow, the trouble¡¯s come!¡± Yang Fan shrugged his shoulders and said calmly, ¡°Let¡¯s go outside and have a look.¡± As expected, it must have been someone Zhang Yulan found who had already taken care of the matter. Otherwise, it couldn¡¯t be such a coincidence. No sooner had the two of them left the second courtyard than the chubby policeman came in with a folder in his hands. He glanced at Yang Fan and asked, ¡°You¡¯re Yang Fan, right?¡± Yang Fan, somewhat puzzled, simply nodded. ¡°What damages did Shen Lin compensate you for, and how much money did he pay? Give me an overview,¡± the chubby officer asked. Yang Fan didn¡¯t hide anything, telling it all as it was. The courtyard wall that Shen Lin had torn down on the grounds of exceeding the building allowance, along with the old tea tree he¡¯d chopped down, the damaged medicinal herbs, and so on¡ªYang Fan accounted for each and every item clearly. Demanding fifty thousand yuan for these losses wasn¡¯t excessive. The chubby officer took notes, then nodded and said, ¡°All right, since you¡¯ve settled it privately, we won¡¯t intervene too much. Compensation of fifty thousand is reasonable, so it¡¯s settled. Go on with your work.¡± Yang Fan was somewhat confused, as he had actually been prepared to face some consequences. After all, assaulting someone and forcing Shen Lin to compensate was in no way legal. But was that really the end of it? The two officers had come quickly and left just as fast. By the time Yang Fan and Zhou Wenhui stepped out the door, they had already driven away. ¡°Fanzi, are we really in the clear? We just take the money and that¡¯s it?¡± Zhou Wenhui asked incredulously. Yang Fan nodded somewhat blankly, ¡°It seems so, wait a minute let me ask around.¡± He felt that Zhang Yulan must have specifically instructed something, as this clearly seemed to be a favor toward him. Otherwise, the repercussions definitely wouldn¡¯t have been so simple. He immediately called Zhang Yulan and expressed his doubts. Zhang Yulan seemed to be taking a nap, her voice sounding lazy and mushy, as if she hadn¡¯t woken up fully, ¡°Ah, that, I did mention something briefly. Did he compensate you for your losses?¡± ¡°Things are a bit coincidental. I just gave that old bastard Shen Lin a good beating, forcibly making him compensate for my previous losses. I was ready to face the music, hoping to teach Shen Lin a lesson once and for all, but right then, two police officers rushed in,¡± Yang Fan said. ¡°Are you all right?¡± Before Yang Fan could finish speaking, Zhang Yulan asked anxiously. ¡°I¡¯m fine. That¡¯s what I wanted to ask you about,¡± Yang Fan said. ¡°I just told them to make sure your compensation was dealt with. I didn¡¯t say much else,¡± Zhang Yulan said, ¡°Don¡¯t worry about it. As long as you¡¯re okay, that¡¯s what matters. A fight¡¯s just a fight, it¡¯s not a big deal.¡± ¡°In the future, if you ever need help, remember to come to me. See, didn¡¯t I handle this matter neatly for you?¡± ¡°Neatly done, I¡¯ll be sure to thank Sister Zhang properly in the future!¡± Yang Fan said with deliberate emphasis. Zhang Yulan laughed coquettishly, playfully chided, ¡°You little rascal, thanking me to death. You¡¯re making me blush.¡± Chapter 62 - 62 62 Sister-in-law are you cold ?62: Chapter 62 Sister-in-law, are you cold? 62: Chapter 62 Sister-in-law, are you cold? Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but be startled; what terrible words Yulan was saying. ¡°I¡¯ll definitely give thanks until Sister Zhang is utterly satisfied, so I¡¯ll hang up now.¡± With Little Mother nearby, Yang Fan couldn¡¯t speak too bluntly and just hinted subtly. After hanging up Yulan¡¯s call, Yang Fan put away his phone and said calmly, ¡°It¡¯s nothing, Little Mother, it was someone I asked for help.¡± Wenhui suddenly looked as if she didn¡¯t recognize Yang Fan at all, her face full of shock as she asked, ¡°The person you asked for help is that efficient?¡± ¡°Seems like they do have some power,¡± Yang Fan said with a smile. ¡°Honestly, I didn¡¯t see it coming. You actually pulled off something impressive. As long as this matter is settled, that¡¯s all that matters,¡± Wenhui said with a relaxed expression, stretching her graceful waist. ¡°I¡¯ve been almost driven mad recently by that bastard Shen Lin.¡± ¡°Tonight, Mom will make you an extra meal and thoroughly process those nutritious dishes you brought!¡± ¡°It¡¯s Little Mother, don¡¯t shorten it like that,¡± Yang Fan said somewhat speechlessly. Wenhui was being strangely stubborn about this nickname today. ¡°Little Mother is still a mother, I like to say it that way,¡± Wenhui said proudly, her eyes twinkling coyly as she sashayed her shapely buttocks into the house. Yang Fan was somewhat speechless. What kind of thrilling experience could dropping the word ¡°little¡± bring her? It seemed like that was just how it was. Entering the courtyard, Yang Fan tidied up the recently thrashed area a bit before picking up a bamboo basket, ready to play the role of a rapist. With the issue of Shen Lin resolved, he felt relieved, and there was inexplicably a lot more motivation in his work. Although his gratitude was simple, if it weren¡¯t for Yulan¡¯s help this time, his conflict with Shen Lin would have escalated completely, leading to a relentless showdown in the future. That bastard Shen Lin had always been one to bully others; no one dared to take the slightest advantage of him. Having been humiliated by Yang Fan and Wenhui like that, there was no way he would keep quiet. But now, unless he had more influence than Yulan, he should just behave and stay inside. ... Yang Fan¡¯s flower field was located in a low-lying area next to the tea bushes, a rather poor spot. Tea bushes are very picky about their location, but things like chrysanthemums are much simpler. By the time Yang Fan arrived with his bamboo basket on his back, Ye Tong had already filled two bags. She had come up right after lunch without resting, but Wenhui had been delayed by the sudden arrival of Shen Lin. ¡°Sister-in-law, take a break!¡± Yang Fan called out to Ye Tong, who was moving through the flower field. Ye Tong turned her head, wiped the sweat with the towel around her neck, and smiled, ¡°You¡¯re back? I¡¯ll work a bit longer, this area¡¯s almost done. I¡¯ll rest after finishing these.¡± Yang Fan responded and plunged into the boundless sea of flowers. The fresh scent of yellow chrysanthemums was refreshing and invigorating, instantly lightening his mood. ¡°Why didn¡¯t Little Mother come up?¡± Ye Tong asked. ¡°When I came up, she was marinating the meat for tonight, she should be up soon,¡± Yang Fan replied. Upon hearing this, Ye Tong smiled and said, ¡°Little Mother is preparing an extra meal tonight, seems like we are in for a treat.¡± ¡°You¡¯ve been working so hard, sister-in-law, you definitely deserve an extra meal,¡± Yang Fan said with a smile. The two chatted about everyday things as they played the role of rapists, and soon both of their baskets were full. The weather was too hot; Chrysanthemums dared not be pressed too firmly. Although the basket looked brimming, it hardly made up a pound for tea. ¡°Fanzi, take a break,¡± Ye Tong, wiping the sweat from her face, called out to Yang Fan. The scorching sun had turned her delicate face a bright red, as if she had just climbed out of a boiler. Yang Fan walked out of the flower field and handed over the cool bottled water he had brought. Ye Tong took it, walked into the woods, and sat down directly on the ground. Probably because the heat had reached its peak, she twisted off the cap and gulped down the bottle of water in one breath. Wiping off the sweat mixed bead rolling down her jaw, Ye Tong laughed, ¡°This weather is really deadly. I¡¯m so sunburnt I feel like picking flowers shirtless, and it would be best to have a big fan next to me.¡± ¡°There are those small fans that you can hang around your neck. I¡¯ll buy one for sister-in-law another day!¡± Yang Fan said. His thick skin was used to the sun, and he hadn¡¯t thought of it till now. ¡°No need, I was just saying it casually. Why waste the money?¡± Ye Tong, fanning herself with a sun hat, laughed. ¡°They aren¡¯t very expensive. I just never thought about it.¡± Yang Fan said, his gaze unintentionally sweeping around and suddenly caught by a faint pink color that grabbed his attention, his eyes sharpening. Sister-in-law¡¯s pants had come undone, and she seemed not to have noticed yet. Pink panties, with a hint of lace edging visible, the kind that snugly covered those parts. Because Ye Tong was sitting, her pants were stretched tight, the shape there clearly outlined. Looking at that, Yang Fan¡¯s mind suddenly flashed to a scene of sister-in-law and Little Mother playing in the attic. A surge of heat quietly rose from his abdomen; he quietly swallowed and hurriedly looked away. He didn¡¯t want to act like some kind of moralist, but he worried that staring too intently might get him caught by sister-in-law. He wanted to look a little longer. ¡°Sister-in-law, do you women sweat less down there under your buttocks?¡± Yang Fan asked on purpose. ¡°How could we not sweat? We probably sweat even more,¡± Ye Tong shook her head and said, ¡°Wait, where are you talking about?¡± ¡°Just the hairy places, I noticed your armpits weren¡¯t sweaty so I was curious,¡± Yang Fan shifted his angle to properly face Ye Tong¡¯s now exposed groin as he casually started talking nonsense. ¡°Not at all, I¡¯m so wet it could drip,¡± Ye Tong laughed, squeezing her armpits, ¡°Being a woman is really inconvenient, if I were a man, I¡¯d be doing all this shirtless in a tank top.¡± ¡°But sweating doesn¡¯t depend on how much hair you have; I have no armpit hair, and that place... What nonsense are you talking about, what kind of topic is this?¡± As she spoke, Ye Tong suddenly got flustered and embarrassed. Actually, without her mentioning it, Yang Fan knew, her that place was also quite sparse, like the few light-colored hairs behind her neck, not only scarce, but also fine. He had seen that clearly a long time ago, just never touched it. ¡°Sister-in-law, have you noticed any place feeling particularly cool?¡± Yang Fan mischievously asked. ¡°My neck!¡± Ye Tong gave Yang Fan a sidelong glance and grumpily said, ¡°Because I¡¯m fanning it.¡± ¡°I¡¯m talking about the place you aren¡¯t fanning.¡± Yang Fan¡¯s gaze moved straight to Ye Tong¡¯s groin and he said with a smile. Staring brazenly had just officially begun. Ye Tong looked suspiciously at Yang Fan, her face suddenly reddened, and she quickly covered up there, indignantly shouting, ¡°What are you looking at? I¡¯m your sister-in-law, be respectful. You¡¯ll make me angry like this!¡± Chapter 63 - 63 63 The Temptation of Sister-in-Law ?63: Chapter 63: The Temptation of Sister-in-Law 63: Chapter 63: The Temptation of Sister-in-Law ¡°I¡¯m very serious, but sister-in-law, that area looked so good, I simply couldn¡¯t control my gaze,¡± Yang Fan said with an innocent look, a sheepish smile on his face. Ye Tong glared at Yang Fan, her fingers lightly brushing the area, her face instantly reddening like a sunset. ¡°You... why didn¡¯t you warn me!¡± She finally realized her clothing had torn at the crotch. ¡°I was trying to hint at it, sister-in-law. If I weren¡¯t worried about upsetting you, I definitely wouldn¡¯t have hesitated to tell you,¡± Yang Fan muttered. With her face flushed red, a nervous Ye Tong asked, ¡°What did you see?¡± ¡°I didn¡¯t really see anything, just noticed that it was torn,¡± Yang Fan said earnestly. ¡°Tell the truth,¡± Ye Tong demanded, her face stern and annoyed. ¡°Well... just a little bit was showing, not much, I didn¡¯t see everything,¡± Yang Fan stammered. In fact, he really hadn¡¯t seen anything; though the outline was clearly visible, the clothing was securely in place. ¡°You, you, you... You didn¡¯t see anything, got it?¡± Ye Tong shouted, her face red with embarrassment. ¡°Sister-in-law, I truly didn¡¯t see anything,¡± Yang Fan responded. Ye Tong pointed at Yang Fan and said, ¡°Get those thoughts out of your head right now, don¡¯t leave any trace of them!¡± ¡°Sister-in-law, that¡¯s really putting me in a tough spot,¡± Yang Fan muttered. ¡°Shut up and lend me your clothes for a bit,¡± Ye Tong shouted, annoyed. This awkward incident made her wish she could just find a crack in the ground to crawl into. Yang Fan looked down at his tank top and boxer shorts, ¡°Sister-in-law, which one do you want to use?¡± Ye Tong was stunned. None of them seemed usable for her at the moment. ¡°Sister-in-law, why don¡¯t you just take it off and mend it?¡± Yang Fan suggested. Ye Tong glared sharply at him, ¡°What are you up to, you little rascal? Stop that nonsense right now!¡± ¡°I¡¯m serious. Just pull some threads from my tank top. I have a SIM card ejector pin in my phone case, just sew it up enough to get home. It¡¯s not good for you to go down the mountain like this; it¡¯s easy for others to take advantage, and I wouldn¡¯t be happy with that either,¡± Yang Fan explained. Looking distressed, Ye Tong hesitated for a moment then nodded somewhat helplessly, ¡°Let¡¯s try it then.¡± Yang Fan, triumphant in his ruse, immediately took off his tank top, pulled out a thread from the side, and took the SIM card ejector pin from his phone case, handing them both to Ye Tong. This tool is naturally not meant for sewing clothes; it could only poke a hole in the fabric to thread the string through and then pull it tight by hand. It was truly a last resort makeshift solution. Ye Tong¡¯s cheeks were as red as cherries freshly washed by a spring rain, so radiant and delicate they looked like they might burst with moisture if pinched. ¡°You, turn your back... no, go over there and keep watch,¡± she stuttered. Reluctantly standing up, Yang Fan thought for a moment then said, ¡°Sister-in-law, how about I sew it for you?¡± Ye Tong¡¯s face was so red it seemed her eyes might soon drip water, she shouted embarrassedly, ¡°Go away!¡± Seeing no opportunity to take advantage, Yang Fan reluctantly walked away, frequently looking back as he exited the grove to stand at the edge of the flower field. Although he couldn¡¯t see clearly from there, he could still make out the general scene. ¡°Move further away.¡± Ye Tong suddenly called out in a delicate voice. Yang Fan¡¯s little trick seemed to have been seen through by her long ago. ¡°Sister-in-law, if I move further away, I won¡¯t be able to remind you. Don¡¯t worry, do your thing, I won¡¯t peek.¡± Yang Fan said calmly, with a righteous air. His words seemed to have persuaded Ye Tong, who said nothing more. She was very cautious, sneaking a look around like a thief, before finally undoing the buckle around her waist and sliding her trousers down. But she only pulled them down to the middle of her thighs, not going any further. Yang Fan quietly turned his head for a glance and was instantly overwhelmed. The sister-in-law was being too cautious; her partial undressing resulted in him not being able to see anything. He pretended to be indifferent and slowly squatted down; this angle was actually quite good. He could see under the bend of her legs, where the tightly pressed-together buttocks gleamed a striking shade of pink. He had guessed right; his sister-in-law was indeed wearing a triangular shape. But he wasn¡¯t sure if it was because of her sitting position; the triangular cover seemed narrower than usual, barely covering the golden valley. Yang Fan didn¡¯t look too blatantly, for fear that his sister-in-law might discover him, acting like a thief himself. He glanced around and then quietly turned his head back for another peek. To witness the intoxicating spring scenery revealed by his sister-in-law in the woods, he really strained his neck. ¡°Ah¡ªFanzi, there¡¯s a snake! There¡¯s a snake!¡± A sharp shriek suddenly pierced the forest air from Ye Tong as Yang Fan dashed in with a quick step. Ye Tong, with her trousers in her right hand, had already sprinted out and upon seeing Yang Fan, she leaped onto him. Her speed was so agile, much like a monkey climbing a tree, clearly terrified. Yang Fan quickly supported Ye Tong¡¯s soft, smooth, and elastic buttocks with his hands. The feel and the sensation of holding tender, fragrant softness filled him with a floating sensation. The sister-in-law was indeed light and also smelled deliciously sweet. And it wasn¡¯t the cloying heavy scent of perfume but a subtle, elegant fragrance mixed with the scent of chrysanthemums. Yang Fan quietly shifted his palm towards the inside of the buttocks, fully covering the golden valley before asking, ¡°Sister-in-law, where is the snake?¡± Ye Tong¡¯s face had turned pale with fear, showing clear signs of panic. She quickly pointed towards the place where she had just been sitting and shouted anxiously, ¡°It¡¯s over there!¡± Yang Fan picked up a thick tree trunk, holding Ye Tong carefully as they ventured to investigate. This mountain forest was never devoid of poisonous insects and wild animals, even home to some larger beasts like wild boars, and there were rumors of sightings of hyenas and wolves. Having never seen those two fierce creatures himself, Yang couldn¡¯t be sure of their existence. ¡°Be careful, it looked like a poisonous snake,¡± Ye Tong said nervously, with her head buried in Yang¡¯s chest. Yang Fan nodded, moving his steps slowly forward. After walking just six or seven steps, the dense fallen leaves on the ground suddenly rustled. Yang Fan hastily stepped back and, staring intently, finally spotted a snake as thick as a baby¡¯s arm under the underbrush. It didn¡¯t look much like a poisonous snake; it rather resembled a grass snake, possibly a king cobra. Though harmless, this creature was fast and had a fierce nature. ¡°Sister-in-law, we have an addition to tonight¡¯s meal!¡± Yang Fan whispered quietly, suddenly swinging the tree trunk in his hand and striking down with it. Chapter 64 - 64 64 A Snakes Mission ?64: Chapter 64 A Snake¡¯s Mission 64: Chapter 64 A Snake¡¯s Mission The king cobra moved incredibly fast; the moment Yang Fan¡¯s stick came down, it shot toward Yang Fan¡¯s ankle like a bolt of lightning. Ye Tong was scared out of her wits and let out an ¡°ah,¡± urgently yelling, ¡°Fanzi, be careful, be careful!¡± Yang Fan, however, was quite calm. Although he wasn¡¯t a professional Snake Catcher, he had plenty of dealings with these creatures since he was a child. With a step back in retreat, the stick in Yang Fan¡¯s hand whirled into an impenetrable wall of shadow. The main attack was a chaotic punch that killed the old master. The king cobra moved faster than a person could swing a stick; Yang Fan, though he aimed carefully, might not hit his target accurately and could only predict its movement, striking wildly within a certain range as he took his aim. With a ¡®bang,¡¯ his stick finally made contact with the king cobra¡¯s back. Enraged by the blow, the king cobra suddenly reared up, hissing and fixing its gaze on Yang Fan. Within its bean-sized eyes, one could vaguely perceive a human-like fury. After a tense moment of eyeing each other, Yang Fan suddenly cracked a smile, ¡°Little monster, are you angry? If you can turn into Xiao Bai or Xiaoqing, I¡¯ll let you go. Otherwise, today you¡¯re destined to be my meal. Meeting is a kind of fate; I think you should stop struggling and let me commit some sin and satisfy my hunger.¡± Ye Tong looked at Yang Fan somewhat speechless, ¡°Thank goodness snakes can¡¯t talk, otherwise it certainly would have had some choice words for you.¡± ¡°If it could talk, I wouldn¡¯t dare eat it,¡± said Yang Fan with a smile, his stick swinging down once again. As fierce as he appeared in battle, his other hand was not idle. Using the commotion with the big snake as cover, he was trying to let his left hand slip into sister-in-law¡¯s underwear. This was a skillful trick that greatly tested one¡¯s ability, and he needed to ensure that sister-in-law didn¡¯t notice he was doing it on purpose; it had to seem as though it was an accident. So, the snake couldn¡¯t die just yet, it needed to last a little longer. His left hand smoothly slid into sister-in-law¡¯s underwear and when it probed into the golden valley, it would be time for its glorious sacrifice. Bang bang bang. The battle between man and snake once more became critical, with an intense exchange that was difficult to resolve. Ye Tong, watching Yang Fan fight so fiercely, couldn¡¯t help advising, ¡°Fanzi, don¡¯t fight it anymore, let¡¯s just hurry on.¡± ¡°Sister-in-law, I must have you taste this soup; snake soup is very delicious!¡± Yang Fan declared with righteous words, ¡°Moreover, sister-in-law, you might not know that snake soup also has detoxifying and beautifying effects, it¡¯s one of the essential recipes for women.¡± ¡°It has that effect? Are you not pulling my leg?¡± Ye Tong asked in surprise. Although she was also raised in the countryside, she had never heard of this before. ¡°Why would I deceive you? The few old Snake Catchers in our village all know this; if you don¡¯t believe me, ask them. This thing is not only delicious but also very nourishing. Otherwise, why would so many people love to eat it?¡± Yang Fan laughed, ¡°Sister-in-law, hold on tight, I¡¯m about to finish off this little guy. Listen, when I say I¡¯m going to eat it, look, look, it¡¯s not willing.¡± Ye Tong clung tightly to Yang Fan¡¯s neck with both hands, and couldn¡¯t help but smile wryly, ¡°Well, of course it¡¯s not willing. Who could hear they¡¯re going to be eaten and still say calmly, ¡®No problem, help yourself¡¯?¡± Yang Fan laughed lightly and swung up his stick again. Capitalizing on the commotion, his hand had successfully occupied the high ground, slipping into sister-in-law¡¯s shiny pink underwear. And sister-in-law, apparently too tense, was completely focused on the snake and hadn¡¯t noticed. Yang Fan¡¯s first step of his sinister little plan was successfully realized. However, sister-in-law¡¯s underwear was too thin, and there might not be much of a difference in sensation between his hand being outside or inside. As long as his movements weren¡¯t too obvious, he probably wouldn¡¯t be noticed. Yang Fan, swinging his stick, clashed with the king cobra once more, stirring up the dead leaves in the forest and creating a scene reminiscent of an epic battle. Fortunately, Yang Fan was strong and had plenty of stamina. If he had been of average physical condition, he might have collapsed from exhaustion by now. ¡°Ah... Fanzi, what are you doing?¡± Ye Tong suddenly cried out with a flushed face, hastily pushing away Yang Fan¡¯s left hand. Yang Fan, of course, knew exactly what he was doing, his fingers had just slipped in a bit when his sister-in-law caught him. But he would never admit he did it on purpose. Instead, he shouted righteously, ¡°Sister-in-law, what are you doing? Don¡¯t move around, Snake, snake, snake!¡± This warning made Ye Tong, her face aflame with embarrassment, abruptly stop. Her face was full of chagrin, ¡°Move your hand away, stop fiddling, hurry up!¡± ¡°What¡¯s wrong with my hand?¡± Yang Fan feigned confusion, ¡°Just wait a moment, this fellow is quite ferocious, very dangerous.¡± Far from letting go, he fought the king cobra even more fiercely. Actually, after being hit by Yang Fan with his stick a few times, the snake was hardly able to keep up the act anymore. Its movements had slowed considerably. Yet Yang Fan¡¯s actions were still fierce, intentionally missing his strikes, all to create more opportunities for his left hand¡¯s fingers. He had already successfully pushed in half a finger¡¯s length, but he was a bit greedy, wanting to explore even more. Although it was only a tiny distance, Yang Fan could already feel the snugness of his sister-in-law clearly. It felt like touching Wei Juan, who had undergone surgery, as if barely a single finger could fit. However, considering that his sister-in-law was still untouched, it made sense that she would be this tight. He wanted to feel more, but he didn¡¯t dare delve too deep. If his sister-in-law were to lose her untouched status to his finger, that would be incredibly wasteful. That would be a downright travesty. ¡°Fanzi, your hand... don¡¯t move it around,¡± Ye Tong suddenly pinched Yang Fan hard, exclaiming with annoyance. ¡°Sister-in-law, it¡¯s you who shouldn¡¯t move, this thing bites,¡± Yang Fan continued playing dumb, raising his voice, ¡°Hold on tight, you absolutely can¡¯t fall off.¡± ¡°Just keep pretending, once the snake is dead, I¡¯ll kill you,¡± Ye Tong suddenly bit her lip hard and shouted angrily. Probably because she had become aware, all her attention was focused on that spot. Yang Fan¡¯s finger barely moved, yet Ye Tong was acutely aware of it. This situation made him somewhat frustrated, and he knew he couldn¡¯t continue any further. Otherwise, his sister-in-law might really lose her patience. ¡°Little Snake, your mission is over, I¡¯m sending you off, thank you!¡± Yang Fan silently murmured in his heart, exaggerating his movements for appearance¡¯s sake, before finally finishing the king cobra with two strikes of his stick. After confirming the snake was dead, Ye Tong, her face red as if scalded, immediately jumped off Yang Fan¡¯s body. She quickly put on her pants and, with anger in her voice, demanded, ¡°Fanzi, what exactly were you doing just now?¡± Chapter 65 - 65 65 Forcibly Deceiving Through the Checkpoint ?65: Chapter 65: Forcibly Deceiving Through the Checkpoint 65: Chapter 65: Forcibly Deceiving Through the Checkpoint Facing his sister-in-law¡¯s sharp questioning, Yang Fan still acted confused, asking blankly, ¡°Sister-in-law, what did I do?¡± At this time, it was definitely not something he could admit to. Otherwise, he might actually get beaten to death. Ye Tong¡¯s face turned urgent as she glared at Yang Fan and demanded, ¡°Just now, your left hand, do you know where it was?¡± ¡°Oh, oh, that. Sister-in-law, I had nowhere else to put it, so when I hugged you, I had to put my hand on your buttocks!¡± Yang Fan explained earnestly. ¡°Don¡¯t worry, although your buttocks are very perky, I really didn¡¯t touch them inappropriately. No, definitely didn¡¯t touch them inappropriately. I was completely distracted by that little devil just now, I really don¡¯t know what was up with my left hand.¡± While talking, he even lifted his left hand and gestured with it. The one who had taken advantage of his sister-in-law just then was his left hand¡¯s middle finger. But strangely, despite being there for so long, his finger hadn¡¯t turned white at all, unlike with Wei Juan. That day, he had played with Wei Juan for quite a while, and by the time he withdrew his finger, it was turning somewhat white. Seeing Yang Fan¡¯s gesture, Ye Tong¡¯s face instantly turned so red it looked like it could drip blood. She clenched her teeth and said angrily, ¡°What... what don¡¯t you really understand what you did just now?¡± ¡°Hugging sister-in-law and killed a tasty snake,¡± Yang Fan declared emphatically. ¡°Beyond that, I don¡¯t think I did anything else, did I? Sister-in-law, you mean, I did something else just now? Huh? Did I do something else? What did I do, sister-in-law?¡± Faced with Yang Fan¡¯s series of questions, Ye Tong¡¯s gaze suddenly shifted as she wiped her face with the towel hanging around her neck, trying to appear nonchalant, ¡°Since you don¡¯t know, then it¡¯s fine.¡± ¡°Sister-in-law, no, something¡¯s really wrong. Seeing you like this, I definitely did something, right? What else did I do? Tell me,¡± Yang Fan successfully bluffed his way through and now took the upper hand. ¡°No, it¡¯s nothing,¡± Ye Tong said, giving Yang Fan a deep look before quickly shaking her head. ¡°Really nothing? No, that can¡¯t be. Sister-in-law, your face is so red... surely I didn¡¯t... could it be, I didn¡¯t feel that I touched there,¡± Yang Fan asked with a bewildered, surprised face, ¡°Sister-in-law, did I really touch?¡± ¡°Just shut up, do you even know what you¡¯re saying? It¡¯s nothing,¡± Ye Tong shouted, annoyed. Yang Fan¡¯s word made her feel all wrong. It was as if another finger was sneakily moving there... ¡°No way, oh my god, I actually touched there, sister-in-law. And the key point is I didn¡¯t feel it at all, this... I missed a good chance, oh, I regret it so!¡± Yang Fan howled mournfully. Ye Tong looked at Yang Fan furiously and suddenly kicked his leg, ¡°Just shut up, would you? It¡¯s nothing!¡± ¡°Sister-in-law, how could I have completely failed to notice it?¡± Yang Fan asked with a look of grievance. At this moment, he was basically using all his acting skills, playing his part perfectly. With her cheeks flushed and eyes shy, Ye Tong shouted fiercely, ¡°Just shut up! I¡¯ve already said it¡¯s nothing. Stop imagining things. Also, get it straight, I am your sister-in-law, how could you... just shut up.¡± ¡°Sister-in-law, age and status won¡¯t build a gap in affection. Some things entirely come from the heart, sense can only control so much and will eventually be overwhelmed by emotions,¡± Yang Fan suddenly said earnestly. He once again found an opportunity to confess his feelings to his sister-in-law. He felt that as soon as he caught the chance he would say, ¡°Iron trees bloom eventually, it¡¯s just a matter of time.¡± ¡°You¡¯re addicted to it, aren¡¯t you? Stop talking about it.¡± Ye Tong suddenly covered her ears with both hands, paused a moment, then threw up her hands and shouted, ¡°Forget it, keep talking, I¡¯m leaving.¡± Having said that, she strode away and left the grove. Her pants were still not mended, and as her pert buttocks twisted, a hint of pink was faintly visible. Yang Fan laughed heartlessly and picked up the limp king cobra from the ground. This was the hero of the day, and he absolutely had to have Little Mother cook it in the tastiest way possible. When Yang Fan emerged from the grove with the snake, he saw that Little Mother had already arrived. She stood at the edge of the flower field with a basket in hand, her face full of a meaningful smile, and even seemed a bit lewd. And Ye Tong stood beside her, her face so red it was beyond recognition. ¡°Fanzi, did you really need to hurry that much? Xiao Tong is wearing pants, not stockings. Did you have to tear them? It doesn¡¯t take much time to take off a pair of pants. Look at what you¡¯ve done,¡± Zhou Wenhu said irritably, ¡°Or do you just enjoy tearing pants, into that kind of vibe?¡± Yang Fan instantly understood why his sister-in-law¡¯s face was as red as a monkey¡¯s buttocks¡ªshe was clearly being teased by Little Mother. It was a joke that Zhou Wenhu could make recklessly, but Yang Fan could no longer join in. He said earnestly, ¡°Little Mother, are you addicted to bullying today? After bullying me, you now bully my sister-in-law? None of what you said happened. Sister-in-law¡¯s pants thread came loose at some point, and we didn¡¯t do anything. I still have that much sense.¡± ¡°Really? I just heard some intense sounds from the grove that were so scary I didn¡¯t dare to come over. I stayed outside to keep watch, fearing that a stranger might come and interrupt your fun,¡± Zhou Wenhu said with a somewhat lewd laugh. ¡°By the way, did you two take precautions? You can¡¯t be careless about this. Fanzi is at his prime, and sometimes it only takes one shot, and you might end up a mother before you¡¯ve even fully enjoyed your youth.¡± Ye Tong twisted her mouth angrily, ¡°Little Mother, if you keep talking nonsense, believe it or not, I¡¯ll tear your mouth apart!¡± ¡°Little Mother, you really do have a wild imagination,¡± Yang Fan also said, ¡°The noise in the grove was because of this thing, we actually had quite the battle just now.¡± He lifted up the king cobra in his hand for Zhou Wenhu to see. ¡°You guys were making those moaning noises while fighting the snake? How did you fight it? Did you just randomly pound it on the ground, or did you both sit on the snake and pound away?¡± Zhou Wenhu teased with a laugh, her eyes full of gloating mischief. Teasing Yang Fan and Ye Tong seemed to put her in a very good mood. Ye Tong took a deep breath and said through gritted teeth, ¡°Zhou Wenhu, if you keep this up, watch out¡ªI might not hang out with you anymore!¡± Zhou Wenhu¡¯s expression suddenly stiffened, ¡°I was just making a reasonable guess... You were shouting, and your pants even had a hole that just happened to be the right size to enter... it¡¯s not too far-fetched... Okay, okay, I get it, I was wrong.¡± Feeling Ye Tong¡¯s fierce gaze, Zhou Wenhu suddenly toned it down and obediently shut her mouth. Yang Fan knew that when Ye Tong talked about ¡®hanging out,¡¯ she wasn¡¯t talking about just hanging out, but playing together. When would he ever get to join in on such fun? Chapter 66 - 66 66 Taboos and Impulses ?66: Chapter 66 Taboos and Impulses 66: Chapter 66 Taboos and Impulses Facing Ye Tong¡¯s genuine threat, Zhou Wenhui immediately restrained herself and stopped teasing. Then she took off her sun-protective clothing and tied it around Ye Tong¡¯s waist to cover up the torn pants. Although Ye Tong¡¯s embarrassment was solved, Zhou Wenhui suddenly exposed large areas of her pale skin. The weather was too hot, and her clothing was quite simple; beneath the sun-protective clothing, she only wore a basic tank top without even a bra, just the tank top covering her two large, full breasts. Her assets were significantly larger than Ye Tong¡¯s, looking just like two big papayas tightly squeezed together. Because she wasn¡¯t wearing a bra, the shape was almost clearly visible, even the two focal points subtly protruded. ¡°Little Mother, you gave me your clothing, but isn¡¯t it not very good for you to look like this?¡± Ye Tong said. Zhou Wenhui, completely unconcerned, waved her hand and said, ¡°There¡¯s no one else around here, they can¡¯t see. By the time we get back, it¡¯ll pretty much be dark. Just cover it up a little, and no one will notice. You hold onto it.¡± ¡°There might be no one else here, but don¡¯t treat Yang Fan as if he isn¡¯t a man!¡± Ye Tong said with a resigned smile. Zhou Wenhui glanced at Yang Fan and even deliberately scooped up her bosom, laughing, ¡°I¡¯m just wearing a bit less, not like you¡¯re showing everything inside. How am I not treating Yang Fan as a man? I guess he could see this much on any street, there¡¯s nothing to it.¡± ¡°Some women nowadays go out in just a tank top without anything underneath, so blatantly, I can¡¯t bear to look.¡± ¡°Well, if you both think it¡¯s OK, then let¡¯s leave it at that,¡± Ye Tong said, laughing and shaking her head. Zhou Wenhui was just dressed a bit scantily, looking a bit sexy, but truly she hadn¡¯t exposed much. Zhou Wenhui smiled faintly, raising her hand to say, ¡°You¡¯d better hurry up with the work, or we¡¯ll waste the whole day dilly-dallying.¡± The three of them then plunged back into the grand task of being rapists. Ye Tong led the way, followed by Zhou Wenhui, with Yang Fan bringing up the rear. They had only picked a few flowers when Yang Fan suddenly noticed something off about Little Mother. Her posture while picking flowers today seemed very awkward. She was hunched over, sticking out her buttocks, moving left, then right. Chrysanthemums are quite low to the ground, and such a posture would surely become unbearable after a while; squatting would be the best choice. Usually, she did squat to pick the flowers. But today, for some reason, she was using this posture and kept swaying left and right. Hunched over and sticking out her buttocks was one thing, but her legs were also tightly closed, enhancing the curvaceous roundness of her buttocks, making it especially enticing. This posture had Yang Fan heating up within moments. Moreover, as she moved left and right, her breasts swayed visibly, and Yang Fan caught a good half-view. Because she was bending over, her breasts naturally hung down. Watching her like this, Yang Fan even began to suspect Zhou Wenhui was doing it on purpose. Her current posture looked deliberately provocative from every angle. But as this thought popped into his mind, Yang Fan felt it was somewhat absurd. He could understand having that kind of impulsive thought about Little Mother. After all, Yang Fan knew his self-control was poor, hardly withstanding any temptation. Being surrounded by two beautiful women every day naturally led to some thoughts. But why would Little Mother think that way! With her fiery and straightforward nature, she probably didn¡¯t even entertain such thoughts. But no matter what was said, Yang Fan was truly satisfied with what he saw today. He hadn¡¯t picked many flowers and couldn¡¯t squat any longer, so he had to stand up and bend over to pick them. Looking at Zhou Wenhu got him so hot and bothered that he felt like he was about to burst. What Yang Fan didn¡¯t know was that Zhou Wenhu¡¯s situation wasn¡¯t much better than his. The reason she had dawdled until just now to climb the mountain was because, after salting the meat, she had washed a pair of underpants. Earlier, she had forcibly pressed Yang Fan against her chest, which inexplicably made her pants wet. And now, that feeling was coming back. She knew Yang Fan was watching her, and she could feel his scorching gaze very clearly. Wherever Yang Fan¡¯s gaze landed, she felt uneasy, and her heart felt as if a cat were scratching it, strangely itchy and somewhat pleasurable. The fiercely hot sun gradually shed its fiery cloak, becoming gentle as it neared the mountain¡¯s summit. Carrying a faint evening breeze, another evening descended. After a full day¡¯s battle, the field of delicately blooming flowers was nearly picked clean. The three people almost simultaneously stretched their stiff bodies from a day¡¯s labor and then packed up all the picked flowers, ready to finish up. Zhou Wenhu picked up the bamboo basket she brought with her and said to Yang Fan and Ye Tong, ¡°You guys take the rest slowly down the hill, I¡¯m heading home to cook.¡± While at it, wash a pair of underwear again. Having been the focus of Yang Fan¡¯s blazing, scorching gaze all afternoon, even her outer trousers were nearly soaked through. In that moment, with the evening breeze blowing, it felt just like wearing cowhide. Glancing at Yang Fan, afraid the two would notice something amiss, Zhou Wenhu grabbed her basket and hurried out of the flower field, walking so fast it seemed like something was chasing her. In fact, today¡¯s events had left Zhou Wenhu feeling rather uncomfortable. She couldn¡¯t figure out what was wrong with herself; she knew she shouldn¡¯t feel this way, but her heart perversely felt that impulse. Initially, she had just whimsically started a little joke with Yang Fan, making him call her ¡°Little Mother.¡± It was a trivial matter. But the moment she pressed Yang Fan¡¯s head against her chest, a strange feeling suddenly surged up from her heart, filling her with an impulsive urge. The actions that followed were almost half deliberate. Including dressing like that in front of Yang Fan to pick flowers. ¡°Sister-in-law, don¡¯t you feel like Little Mother was a bit odd today?¡± Yang Fan asked in a low voice, watching Zhou Wenhu¡¯s rapidly retreating figure. Ye Tong nodded thoughtfully, ¡°She seemed... troubled.¡± ¡°Troubled?¡± Yang Fan was taken aback. Ye Tong glanced at Yang Fan, ¡°Didn¡¯t you notice? She was distracted all afternoon. Look at the flowers we picked, she pulled out many buds too, oh... what about you?¡± Yang Fan looked down at the area he and Zhou Wenhu had picked from, what he saw was not ordinary in the slightest. ¡°My hands are big, I accidentally included them,¡± Yang Fan said with an awkward laugh. His reason was simple, too busy watching Zhou Wenhu, he didn¡¯t pay attention to what he was doing. ¡°You should be more careful, that¡¯s all money,¡± Ye Tong said somewhat resentfully, ¡°Come on, it¡¯s getting dark, we need to make a couple more trips. I¡¯ll ask about Little Mother tonight to see if something is troubling her.¡± Chapter 67 - 67 67 Special Guests ?67: Chapter 67 Special Guests 67: Chapter 67 Special Guests Yang Fan and Ye Tong took turns in relay, with him bringing the picked flowers down from the mountain, which Ye Tong then transferred to the house. The difficult mountain paths were his to navigate, while the main roads were for the sister-in-law, easing her burden and speeding up the process. By the time they had made three trips and transported all the flowers home, Yang Fan was surprised to discover that Wei Juan was actually at his house. When this slender woman, dressed in a black mini skirt, suddenly stepped out of the secondary courtyard, Yang Fan¡¯s mind couldn¡¯t quite catch up for a moment. Shouldn¡¯t she be in the county town? ¡°You...when did you come back?¡± Yang Fan looked somewhat dazedly at the woman, who had clearly lost quite a bit of weight, unsure of how to greet her properly. With a faint smile on her lips, Wei Juan walked over and began helping Yang Fan hang up the chrysanthemums, explaining, ¡°Today, two police officers suddenly found me and said that Shen Lin was suspected of criminal involvement, corruption, etc., and they needed my cooperation for an investigation, so I went. After leaving the police station, I checked out of my room and took the bus back.¡± Yang Fan suddenly understood; so that was what had happened. No wonder Wei Juan had returned so suddenly. ¡°Then you came back so quickly, the matters involving you must have been clarified, right?¡± asked Yang Fan. Wei Juan shook her head, ¡°It¡¯s not clear yet; they still need to do further investigations. I can¡¯t go to work during this time and can only stay at home honestly, as they may come at any time.¡± ¡°However, from the tone they had today, I¡¯m very likely going to be fine.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t worry, those matters are directly related to you, but you were used by Shen Lin without your knowledge, so they don¡¯t really have much to do with you substantively; there¡¯s not much to be concerned about,¡± Yang Fan said reassuringly with a smile. ¡°Hopefully, it will be a good outcome,¡± Wei Juan said with a gentle smile, glancing at Yang Fan. Her eyes were bright, tinged with a touch of shy awkwardness. ¡°What are your plans now?¡± Yang Fan asked. ¡°I¡¯ve already proposed a divorce to Shen Lin today; once the procedures are done, that¡¯s that. Afterward...it seems like that¡¯s it. I¡¯ll go back to the village office to work, live my life diligently. Shen Lin¡¯s family has a son, and I can¡¯t stay in their home; I¡¯ll probably stay at the office,¡± Wei Juan pondered for a moment before saying, ¡°Now, as long as this matter is resolved, I¡¯ll be relaxed, like a monkey that¡¯s finally escaped from under Five Finger Mountain.¡± Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but smile; she could still crack a joke, which meant her mood wasn¡¯t too bad. ¡°Once this is sorted out, your better days will also come.¡± Wei Juan suddenly looked at Yang Fan absentmindedly, a shy tenderness creeping into her features as she softly said, ¡°In the future...it should be good, I guess. Tangseng faced ninety-nine adversities to get the true scriptures. Although I haven¡¯t faced eighty-one hardships, it seems I¡¯m almost catching up.¡± ¡°Rest assured, it will be fine. No one endures hardships for a lifetime,¡± Yang Fan comforted her. This girl may be a bit thick-skinned and often scatterbrained, but she¡¯s actually quite sentimental. She¡¯s like those women in poetry who love leaning against the window to listen to the rain and feel the melancholy of autumn. Amidst hardship, she harbors compassion for the entire world and doesn¡¯t like to be in debt to anyone. Perhaps this is also the difference between people of culture and the common folk; at times, Yang Fan finds it hard to comprehend. ¡°Fanzi, did you have something to do with Shen Lin¡¯s sudden downfall?¡± Wei Juan suddenly asked. Yang Fan didn¡¯t hide anything and openly admitted, ¡°It indeed has something to do with me. Haven¡¯t the two of us been planning this over the past few days? Did the evidence you collected come in handy?¡± ¡°They took it away, whether it¡¯s useful or not I have no idea. It¡¯s just, the issue is resolved, but it seems like I haven¡¯t been of much help,¡± Wei Juan said apologetically, ¡°My problem was actually more complicated, and now it turns out you have rescued me instead.¡± ¡°It¡¯s the same for me, I¡¯ve also been seriously affected,¡± Yang Fan laughed. ¡°Fanzi, how did you guys sleep at night?¡± Wei Juan glanced at the yard inside, then asked in a somewhat shy, hushed voice. Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but laugh, ¡°Of course we slept separately, I couldn¡¯t possibly share a bed with my sister-in-law and Little Mother.¡± ¡°So, it should be okay for me to stay at your place for a couple of days, right?¡± Wei Juan whispered, ¡°Are there, are there rooms available?¡± Yang Fan¡¯s eyes suddenly lit up, and he nodded emphatically. ¡°You might find our yard old-fashioned, but we indeed have quite a few rooms; the two floors together have six or seven rooms, plus there¡¯s an attic. Little Mother cleaned them all up when she came; they¡¯re all livable,¡± Yang Fan explained. The only drawback of this old house was that it was a bit old; in every other aspect, it was absolutely perfect in Yang Fan¡¯s heart. Even putting aside its remote location, in a county town, it would be worth a pretty penny. But in the countryside, it wasn¡¯t worth much. ¡°That¡¯s great, then mention it to your Little Mother and sister-in-law later, ask them to take me in for a few days,¡± Wei Juan giggled softly, speaking quietly, ¡°Just say that I... can¡¯t go back home and that the village office still needs a few days to clean up.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t worry about the police station matter; I¡¯ll make a call to them tomorrow to explain. I¡¯ll say that I don¡¯t want to go back home and am temporarily staying at your place. If they need to reach me, they can come directly to your house; it should be... convenient, right?¡± At this point, Yang Fan had actually understood what Wei Juan meant. This thoughtful girl probably wanted to use the method of making him comfortable to thank him for his help. Such a good deal, he naturally kept his knowledge to himself. Having already played twice, it seemed there was nothing to worry about. ¡°There¡¯s nothing inconvenient about it,¡± Yang Fan laughed, ¡°Then you help me hang these flowers to dry. I¡¯ll ask my sister-in-law to tidy up a room quickly. Just shake off the flowers; no need to be too detailed.¡± ¡°Okay, sure.¡± Wei Juan agreed cheerfully, seemingly quite happy about the task Yang Fan had arranged for her. When Ye Tong returned, she hurriedly greeted Wei Juan and then ducked into the bathroom. It seemed she still hasn¡¯t come out. Her pants had a big hole torn in them, probably too embarrassed to face people. Yang Fan called out at the bathroom door, and when no one responded, he went straight upstairs. ¡°Sister-in-law!¡± While calling out, Yang Fan pushed open the door to Ye Tong¡¯s room. The moment the door opened, Yang at the doorway and Ye Tong inside the room¡ªapplying body lotion to her naked body¡ªwere both stunned. ¡°Sister-in-law, what are you doing...¡± Yang Fan¡¯s gaze quickly swept up and down, riveted. Ye Tong quickly hugged her front with both arms, then rapidly tried to cover herself, one hand above, one hand below. But her fullness was somewhat unruly; she tried to grasp it twice but failed, ¡°You¡¯re still looking, get out quickly!¡± Chapter 68 - 68 68 The Price of an Eyeful ?68: Chapter 68 The Price of an Eyeful 68: Chapter 68 The Price of an Eyeful Yang Fan¡¯s gaze was already fixed; Ye Tong¡¯s voice had reached his ears, but he automatically blocked it out. At this moment, there was nothing else in his eyes, only his sister-in-law¡¯s devilish figure. Pronounced curves and gracefully shapely. The fair skin under the mottled light of the setting sun glowed enticingly, like a flawless piece of jade. Where it should be white, it was tender and white; where it should be rosy, it was alluringly pink. A wasp waist and beautiful hips, those two slender legs tightly pressed together, offering glimpses of the golden valley. Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but swallow, instantly feeling as if he were in a steam room, a strong heat spreading from his viscera in an instant and quickly concentrating in his lower abdomen, stirring his male instinct. He subconsciously walked toward Ye Tong, but as soon as he moved his feet, Ye Tong¡¯s sharp cry pierced his ears. This time he finally heard it clearly. ¡°Fanzi!¡± ¡°Get out!!!¡± Seeing his sister-in-law¡¯s face turn red with urgency, Yang Fan was jolted awake, and he suddenly became a bit flustered. ¡°Don¡¯t shout, don¡¯t shout, I¡¯m going out right now.¡± Yang Fan hurriedly waved his hand and quickly turned to leave the room. But as he closed the door behind him, he couldn¡¯t help but take another longing look at Ye Tong¡¯s enchanting figure. ¡°Still looking, hurry out!¡± Ye Tong shouted urgently. ¡°Going out, going out!¡± Yang Fan repeated, closing the door behind him. His sister-in-law was clearly getting anxious, now he really didn¡¯t dare to look anymore. Leaning against the door, the image of his sister-in-law¡¯s extremely tempting body still swayed in front of Yang Fan¡¯s eyes, and a strong urge like a long-dormant volcano began to stir within him. Taking several deep breaths and forcibly shifting his attention, Yang Fan finally managed to control his emotions. About three or four minutes later, Ye Tong, now fully dressed, emerged from the room. Seeing Yang Fan at the door, her just-calmed face instantly became unnatural again. After casting a couple of glances, she suddenly pounced on him, grabbing Yang Fan¡¯s arm and using both her hands and mouth, pinching and biting. ¡°Hiss...¡± Yang Fan sucked in a breath of cold air in pain and hurriedly said, ¡°Sister-in-law, I really didn¡¯t do it on purpose.¡± ¡°I know it wasn¡¯t on purpose, but you deliberately looked,¡± Ye Tong cried out in shame and annoyance, with her face turning crystal clear red. ¡°Sister-in-law, you¡¯re too beautiful, I just couldn¡¯t help it, I got mesmerized...¡± Yang Fan hurriedly explained. His sister-in-law was really going for it today; she bit so hard he felt like his arm was about to break. ¡°Too beautiful, couldn¡¯t help it? You... it¡¯s all excuses, you just wanted to take advantage of me!¡± Ye Tong was agitated, and she even used her feet, stamping wildly on the top of Yang Fan¡¯s feet. Yang Fan silently endured, mumbling, ¡°It¡¯s true that I couldn¡¯t resist.¡± Even though he had been beaten up, it wasn¡¯t a loss. He could endure this level of pain. If a beating like this meant he could unabashedly stare at his sister-in-law¡¯s alluring body, he would gladly take it more times. After unleashing her frustration, it seemed like Ye Tong had finally gotten over the awkwardness in her heart. She puffed her cheeks and glared at Yang Fan, asking in a muffled tone, ¡°Does it hurt?¡± Yang Fan nodded silently, ¡°Sister-in-law, you¡¯ve been really rough, how could it not hurt?¡± Ye Tong touched the clear row of bite marks she had just made, cursing softly, ¡°It¡¯s not even bleeding, what¡¯s there to hurt!¡± ¡°Sister-in-law, this black mark means it¡¯s already bleeding, there will definitely be a scar later!¡± Yang Fan muttered. ¡°Serves him right!¡± Ye Tong muttered under her breath, then suddenly twisted her body and went into the house. When she came out, she had a tube of ointment in her hand, which she tossed to Yang Fan. She tilted her chin up and asked, ¡°Why are you looking for me? If you don¡¯t have a good reason, I¡¯ll beat you to death!¡± Yang Fan opened the ointment Ye Tong had given him and applied it to his arm, while saying, ¡°I need you to help clean up a room. Wei Juan has nowhere to go recently and plans to stay at our place for a few days.¡± Ye Tong glared at Yang Fan with some embarrassment, ¡°Why doesn¡¯t she go home?¡± ¡°She got divorced,¡± Yang Fan said calmly. ¡°Just like that, divorced? Is it because of Shen Lin¡¯s downfall?¡± Ye Tong was somewhat surprised. ¡°Sort of,¡± Yang Fan said. ¡°With Shen Lin down, Wei Juan is relieved, too. Why should she stay married to him and raise his son? She definitely had to divorce. The marriage was forced anyway. If Wei Juan hadn¡¯t been worried about the repercussions on herself, she probably would have divorced him long ago.¡± Ye Tong nodded thoughtfully, ¡°That makes sense, her situation is indeed quite distressing. I¡¯ll go clean up the room.¡± She had already turned to leave, but then she suddenly turned back and glared at Yang Fan fiercely, whispering a warning, ¡°Forget everything your brain just saw, not a single memory, do you hear me?¡± ¡°That might be impossible, I can¡¯t bear to forget,¡± Yang Fan said with a grin. Ye Tong glared at Yang Fan fiercely, teeth clenched as she threatened, ¡°You¡¯re asking for another beating, aren¡¯t you? Forget it all!¡± Yang Fan just shook his head. How could he possibly forget such a beautiful scene? Unless he lost his memory. Ye Tong, infuriated, suddenly pounced again, grabbed Yang Fan¡¯s other arm, and viciously bit into it. ¡°Hiss... take it easy, sister-in-law!¡± ¡°You just need to be taught a lesson!¡± Ye Tong let go of his arm after biting it and stormed downstairs. Yang Fan rubbed his arm and chuckled; his sister-in-law was kind of cute when she was like this. Even though it did really hurt. By the time he went downstairs, Wei Juan had already dried all the chrysanthemums she brought back and even picked out the mixed weeds and dead leaves. The golden blossoms under the setting sun were as beautiful as Wei Juan, who stood beside them. That¡¯s all money! ¡°Your sister-in-law and Little Mother didn¡¯t... didn¡¯t object, did they?¡± Wei Juan asked somewhat nervously. ¡°How could they object? It¡¯s not a problem whether you stay for a few days or a few months,¡± Yang Fan said with a smile. He actually hoped Wei Juan would stay a bit longer; that way, he wouldn¡¯t be bored at night. He could also sleep by cuddling and embracing, holding a slippery person in his arms. Wei Juan, with her head hung low, nodded slightly, ¡°It¡¯s good they don¡¯t mind. I don¡¯t dare stay for a few months.¡± ¡°Dinner¡¯s ready.¡± Zhou Wenhui¡¯s voice came from the yard. ¡°Let¡¯s go, time to eat,¡± Yang Fan called out to the bashful Wei Juan, and the two of them entered the second courtyard together. The dinner was as lavish as if it were a holiday feast. Zhou Wenhui had kept her promise and prepared all the ingredients she mentioned at noon. The king cobra, which had been part of an act with Yang Fan allowing him to explore his sister-in-law¡¯s secret lands, also made it onto the dinner table. The table was fully laden, and there was barely enough room for all the dishes. ¡°Aunt Shen... eldest sister, never mind, I¡¯ll just call you Xiao Juan. Come, sit down!¡± Zhou Wenhui went through several titles for Wei Juan before settling on the final one. Chapter 69 - 69 69 A Test ?69: Chapter 69: A Test 69: Chapter 69: A Test After dinner, Yang Fan¡¯s family collectively sprang into action. The tea leaves, having already been dried, needed to be pan-fired to stop oxidation as soon as possible. This was something that couldn¡¯t be delayed at all. If left dried for too long, they could only be processed using white tea techniques, but that method had higher requirements for temperature and the tea plant varieties. It seemed as simple as letting natural fermentation take place, but it actually involved attention to a lot of details. Anyway, Yang Fan lacked the skills; he had tried it before, but the outcome was far from satisfactory. Sticking to the reliable old-fashioned pan-frying was a better option. In Yang Fan¡¯s house, he was really the only one who excelled at pan-frying tea, so naturally, he became the main force. He took care of the most crucial three steps¡ªkill-green, rolling, shaping¡ªbefore handing them over to Little Mother to dry. Ye Tong and Wei Juan were responsible for assisting Yang Fan in sorting the tea leaves. The craftmanship of the tea was foundational; after that came additional points like the quality of the buds. What the two of them did was to sort out the mixed buds, then hand them over to Yang Fan for pan-frying. This was an issue that originally occurred during plucking, and meticulous sorting wasn¡¯t actually necessary. But being extra careful with the processing at home could fetch a slightly better price. Hand-processed tea with good leaf shape could significantly increase the value. The room, filled with the strong scent of fresh tea leaves, steamed with dry heat. In such hot weather, with a pot like that going in the house, it would be unreasonable not to feel hot. Within a short time, everyone was drenched in sweat. Zhou Wenhui was the most straightforward, exclaiming ¡°I¡¯m dying of heat¡± and promptly stripped off her outer clothes, working in just her tank top. Tossing her T-shirt aside, she still seemed uncomfortable and reached under her tank top to pull out the white wrap she wore inside, dragging it down to her waist before wiping it across herself. Although it was only a small piece of cloth that could hardly fill the palm of her hand, its absence seemed to make a significant difference. Once the wrap was removed, Wenhui¡¯s heavy breasts began to sway conspicuously, clearly showing signs of spreading to the sides, with the protrusions on the front becoming apparent and the fullness of two granules plainly visible. Yang Fan merely glanced, and his gaze inadvertently stiffened. Little Mother was quite straightforward with her clothes today. It seemed she intended to put his willpower to the ultimate test. Distracted a bit too much, Yang Fan¡¯s hand got burnt on the scorching hot iron pot. That jolt was enough to snap Yang Fan back to his senses. Being inattentive during this task was not a minor issue; it was easy to burn your hand and to ruin the tea leaves as well. ¡°Sister Ye, could I borrow a tank top from you? I¡¯m also feeling hot, but underneath... well, you know, I don¡¯t have anything else,¡± Wei Juan, who was beside Yang Fan, suddenly whispered to Ye Tong. Ye Tong chuckled softly, ¡°Come and change with me. Making tea in this weather is tough enough. Otherwise, why don¡¯t you rest a bit earlier? I can handle the work on my own.¡± ¡°No problem, I can¡¯t sit still either, I¡¯ll help you out,¡± said Wei Juan. ¡°Alright then,¡± Ye Tong laughed and led Wei Juan out of the room. By the time the two of them came back, they had all changed their clothes in unison. But it wasn¡¯t the tank top Yang Fan had hoped to see, but short sleeves instead. What kind of change is that, Yang Fan silently complained to himself and focused his attention on roasting the tea. However, when he was done with this batch of tea and was about to hand it over to Little Mother, an unintentional glance downward revealed a whole new world¡ªit turned out that the scenery beside him was excessively pleasing, though he just hadn¡¯t noticed it before. Wei Juan and Ye Tong were both sitting on small stools, bent over sorting the tea leaves. From where Yang Fan was, he could see the scenery down the necklines of Wei Juan and Ye Tong. Sitting opposite him, Ye Tong¡¯s bent-over posture allowed him to almost see everything. The two pairs of fullness that were nearly equal in size swayed violently inside their short sleeves with each movement the women made, as if they were about to pop out from the neckline at any moment. Indeed, they had changed their clothes, but it was the inside, not the outside, that they had changed. They had both gone braless. Yang Fan was so engrossed in looking that Zhou Wenhu¡¯s figure suddenly blocked his view. ¡°Watch your eyeballs,¡± she teased. ¡°I suggest you all cover up a bit more; this is really torturing me,¡± Yang Fan coughed lightly and said earnestly, ¡°As a single dog, I feel like you¡¯re going a bit too far with this.¡± ¡°Are you actually blaming us now?¡± Zhou Wenhu asked with raised eyebrows and a smile. Yang Fan spoke hesitantly, ¡°Well, as a virile single dog, the three of you are simply not taking me seriously. I think you should either cover up more, or else...¡± ¡°Or else what?¡± Zhou Wenhu squatted down in front of him, smiling and asking, ¡°What else do you want to do?¡± ¡°Or else go outside, and I¡¯ll call you after I¡¯m done roasting,¡± Yang Fan muttered. Zhou Wenhu began to laugh, ¡°And here I thought you wanted to do something else.¡± She stood up and gestured to Wei Juan and Ye Tong, ¡°Then you girls go work outside the door. Let Fanzi call when it¡¯s time. There really is no need to suffer here and be disliked by him for showing too much.¡± ¡°Roasting each batch only takes about ten minutes or so, running back and forth is exhausting,¡± Ye Tong covered her neckline, gave Yang Fan a glance, and said, ¡°Focus on roasting the tea, don¡¯t look around. Who told you to peek? There¡¯s only so much to see at the neckline, what¡¯s so attractive about that?¡± ¡°Sister-in-law, you really don¡¯t know the plight of the hungry when you¡¯re full. That little bit at the neckline... is really quite nice to look at,¡± Yang Fan murmured. ¡°Xiao Juan is still here, what nonsense are you talking about? Just focus on roasting your tea,¡± Ye Tong said, her cheeks tinting with a blush and scolding him with mild anger. Yang Fan grinned, whether Wei Juan was there or not didn¡¯t seem to make much difference. ¡°Actually, I think Fanzi has a point. This way, we might indeed be putting him to the test,¡± Wei Juan covered her mouth and giggled, ¡°But wearing too much clothing is unbearably hot in this room.¡± ¡°Then let him be tested; we can¡¯t possibly pamper him, can we?¡± Ye Tong rolled her eyes and said, ¡°You can hardly see much anyway. With the way he talks, it¡¯s as if we weren¡¯t wearing any clothes¡ªunacceptable.¡± ¡°I feel like you¡¯re talking about me, but I really can¡¯t stand the heat; it¡¯s too stuffy in here,¡± Zhou Wenhu grabbed her own impressively full chest and muttered. ¡°Aunt Zhou has such a great figure!¡± Wei Juan glanced over at Zhou Wenhu with a touch of envy. ¡°What¡¯s so great about it? It¡¯s uncomfortable when they¡¯re big, they weigh you down. I¡¯d actually prefer them a little smaller,¡± Zhou Wenhu touched that area and then suddenly pulled open Wei Juan¡¯s neckline, ¡°Yours is just right, not too big or too small, there¡¯s enough to play with, and it doesn¡¯t weigh down.¡± ¡°Not at all, mine are too small...¡± Wei Juan muttered shyly. All of a sudden, the three women huddled together to discuss size. Yang Fan suddenly felt utterly discomfited, ¡°You guys... are you really not considering me a man? This is too much!¡± Chapter 70 - 70 70 Sister-in-laws Comfort ?70: Chapter 70 Sister-in-law¡¯s Comfort 70: Chapter 70 Sister-in-law¡¯s Comfort Seeing but not being able to touch is truly the greatest pain in this world. After Zhou Wenhui blatantly broached the topic, the three women suddenly stopped taking it seriously. Far from showing any restraint, they even started to openly discuss and gesture about it. Yang Fan sat to the side, watching them touch and study each other, feeling a sense of internal collapse. The household¡¯s atmosphere might suddenly have become liberated, but his tragedy had also arrived unexpectedly. When nothing was revealed, he was eager for them to expose just a little more. But now, with each of them half exposing their ¡°orbs¡±, he could only take a quick glance to satisfy his cravings. After over three grueling hours, with his hand scalded by the pot more times than he could count, Yang Fan finally ended today¡¯s torturous journey. ¡°You really don¡¯t see me as a man, do you? This is too much, I leave the rest to you, I¡¯m going to take a shower!¡± Yang Fan glanced at the three women huddled together and muttered helplessly. ¡°Xiao Juan is still at home, don¡¯t mess around in the bathroom!¡± Zhou Wenhui teased loudly. The moment he stepped out, Yang Fan stumbled, ¡°Little Mother, don¡¯t slander me, when have I ever done such a thing?¡± ¡°Just a reminder, go on now!¡± Zhou Wenhui laughed. But as soon as Yang Fan had walked away, she smirked to Wei Juan, ¡°I didn¡¯t slander him at all. A couple days ago, I saw his underwear sticking together. If there wasn¡¯t anything within, how could it stick like that? The lad¡¯s just pretending.¡± Ye Tong, somewhat speechless, said, ¡°Little Mother, why are you telling Xiao Juan this? It¡¯s all your speculation anyway.¡± ¡°It¡¯s common sense, otherwise how could it stick together.¡± Zhou Wenhui said, ¡°Men get together to talk about women, and women together can only talk about men, what else could we talk about?¡± ¡°Actually, I think Fanzi¡¯s current situation is not too good, it¡¯s easy to harm the boy by holding it in too much. Just look at him just now, clutching his crotch as he left, who knows what state it¡¯s in now.¡± ¡°Little Mother!¡± Ye Tong called out in dismay, ¡°You¡¯re getting more and more preposterous.¡± ¡°He¡¯s the only pillar of the household, how can I not care about his health?¡± Zhou Wenhui said, ¡°Don¡¯t think I am being too direct, but someone has to address this. Otherwise, Xiao Tong, why don¡¯t you make a sacrifice and help Fanzi relieve himself when you have time?¡± ¡°You... What are you talking about?¡± Ye Tong¡¯s cheeks suddenly flushed, ¡°Fanzi said you were off today, and I really think you are, what are you even saying? It¡¯s all nonsense.¡± Wei Juan looked at the two in surprise, her thoughts stirring, then softly said, ¡°Actually, what Aunt Zhou said is a fact, holding back such things for too long can indeed cause problems. Considering your situation, Sister Ye, helping Fanzi out a bit, or outright being together, I think both are good ideas.¡± ¡°Have you two not had enough? I¡¯ll leave the rest to you, I¡¯m going to take a shower, no, I... I¡¯m going to sleep!¡± Ye Tong cried out in a fluster, her thoughts jumbled by the provocative words of the other two. Zhou Wenhui, with a teasing grin, said to Wei Juan, ¡°She¡¯s too thin-skinned; I¡¯ve gotten used to being a widow, but she still hasn¡¯t come to terms with becoming one. This won¡¯t do.¡± ¡°Is Aunt Zhou thinking of matchmaking Fanzi and Sister Ye?¡± Wei Juan asked softly. ¡°I did have that in mind,¡± Zhou Wenhui sighed softly, ¡°but looking at her like this, how can I possibly play matchmaker?¡± In fact, she had only firmed up this idea today, while also harboring some very private plans of her own. Ye Tong¡¯s obstacle, it seemed, was not an easy one for her to overcome. Wei Juan pondered thoughtfully for a moment, then said with a low chuckle, ¡°Don¡¯t worry, Aunt Zhou. Slow and steady wins the race; these things take time.¡± ¡°That¡¯s true, go rest, I¡¯ll take care of the rest,¡± Zhou Wenhui said, yawning. After taking a bath, Yang Fan sat in the courtyard with a watermelon, enjoying the cool breeze. Wei Juan¡¯s words today clearly hinted that she wanted something to happen between them tonight, so he couldn¡¯t go to bed early. The three women who had been sorting tea leaves went to wash up one after the other. Yang Fan was nearly falling asleep while stargazing outside when Little Mother and sister-in-law finally went upstairs and returned to their respective rooms. Wei Juan was the last to wash up, and once she came out, with her hair still wet, she walked over to Yang Fan and said shyly in a low voice, ¡°Fanzi, I¡¯ll go to your room later... is that okay?¡± ¡°I¡¯ve already made the bed for you, so what do you think?¡± Yang Fan suddenly perked up, saying with a mischievous smile. Wei Juan pursed her lips and laughed shyly, ¡°Did it really bother you earlier?¡± ¡°Of course, it did. You three don¡¯t even treat me like a man,¡± Yang Fan said with a look of frustration. ¡°You were all dressed so scantily and then told me not to think too much. How could I not? I was about to explode.¡± ¡°Then I¡¯ll help you later, why don¡¯t you head to your room first, and I¡¯ll come over after a while,¡± Wei Juan said softly, her shyness evident in her voice. Yang Fan was instantly excited; he loved the demure determination of Wei Juan. She spoke softly and tenderly, but when it came to action, she wasn¡¯t the least bit hesitant or squeamish. After Wei Juan returned to her room with hesitant steps, Yang Fan quickly made his way to his own room. His little heart, which had endured torment all evening, now throbbed uncontrollably, as he fantasized about all the ways they would play together later. The only regret was that they couldn¡¯t take the final step, which was a bit disappointing. Lying in bed, he even lost interest in his phone, practically counting the seconds as he waited for Wei Juan to arrive. Knock, knock, knock. After what seemed like an eternity, a very light knocking sound suddenly came from the door. Yang Fan quickly jumped out of bed and opened the door. But it wasn¡¯t Wei Juan who came in¡ªit was Ye Tong. Seeing Ye Tong standing at the door holding her phone, Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but be slightly dazed. Sister-in-law coming at this time... could it be that she had thoughts too? While Yang Fan¡¯s mind raced with all sorts of messy thoughts, Ye Tong glanced down at Yang¡¯s lower body and said, ¡°Put on your pants, I need to tell you something.¡± In anticipation of his encounter with Wei Juan, Yang Fan had already stripped down to just a tank top and underwear. ¡°Why should I bother with pants if I¡¯m sleeping? You can¡¯t see anything anyway. Just tell me, sister-in-law,¡± Yang Fan said. Ye Tong glanced and said nothing more, then turned on her phone and said to Yang, ¡°I picked out a few things for you, check them out and see which one you like, I¡¯ll buy it for you.¡± ¡°Little Mother said it¡¯s not good for your health to continue like this. I don¡¯t really understand, but better safe than sorry. The weather is so hot and we can¡¯t wear much while processing tea; it might often be like this in the future. So, if you get uncomfortable... just... you know,¡± she suggested. Yang took Ye Tong¡¯s phone and as soon as he looked, he was completely overwhelmed. Cups, dolls, and those... buttocks-shaped ones... In Ye Tong¡¯s shopping cart, almost every type of toy had been added. Chapter 71 - 71 71 Wait or Give Up ?71: Chapter 71: Wait or Give Up 71: Chapter 71: Wait or Give Up Facing his sister-in-law¡¯s sudden concern of an unusual kind, Yang Fan didn¡¯t know what to say for a moment. But deep down, he was absolutely resistant. The items in his sister-in-law¡¯s shopping cart looked extremely tempting, those pictures and descriptions could very quickly hook people¡¯s thoughts. However, he still preferred real women, especially the stunning beauty standing in front of him right now. ¡°Sister-in-law, let¡¯s forget about these,¡± Yang Fan said, handing Ye Tong¡¯s phone back to her and shaking his head. ¡°Why? I think they look good,¡± Ye Tong asked, ¡°I glanced over these, and most are one-to-one replicas of real people, including photos and stuff. Although this might require a bit of imagination, it¡¯s not too far from the real thing.¡± ¡°But they¡¯re still toys, I don¡¯t like using these things,¡± Yang Fan said, shaking his head. ¡°If you don¡¯t use these, what will you do when you feel the urge?¡± Ye Tong was somewhat embarrassed for a moment and then suddenly came up with a bad idea for Yang Fan, ¡°Maybe you should do something illegal?¡± Yang Fan easily figured out what kind of illegal activity his sister-in-law was referring to. He couldn¡¯t help but laugh and cry, asking, ¡°Sister-in-law, why are you suddenly so concerned about this today?¡± Ye Tong slightly lifted her eyes, glanced at Yang Fan, and said somberly, ¡°Because this way, you won¡¯t consider making moves on me.¡± Yang Fan¡¯s expression stiffened, and his heart felt like it was harshly clutched. Sitting dejectedly at the edge of the bed, he said, ¡°Sister-in-law, if that¡¯s how you felt... you could have just told me directly, there¡¯s no need for all these roundabouts. If I must restrain myself, I believe I can do it. I can also seriously find someone, no need to rely on these items to divert my energy in the future.¡± Ye Tong realized the weight of her last comment might have been too harsh. She sat down beside Yang Fan and spoke softly, ¡°I understand a lot of things, and I¡¯m not opposed to being with you, but I still want to wait. After all, I¡¯ve been spoken for by your elder brother, and although it¡¯s common in rural areas for a sister-in-law to marry her brother-in-law, I don¡¯t want to become the woman in people¡¯s mouths who couldn¡¯t wait to marry her brother-in-law half a year after her fiance? disappeared.¡± ¡°Sister-in-law, if you had feelings for my elder brother, I wouldn¡¯t entertain any thoughts at all. But you haven¡¯t even seen each other more than once or twice, why must you insist on this? I believe my elder brother is still alive, and I¡¯ve already thought that when he returns, I would arrange another marriage for him and take care of everything,¡± Yang Fan said. ¡°He left without a word, and there¡¯s been no news of him for half a year; I think this is actually a good compromise.¡± Ye Tong gave a sad laugh, ¡°But what if your elder brother is set on me? What will you two do then?¡± Those words left Yang Fan speechless for a moment. Although he felt in his heart that his elder brother might have already considered his bride long gone and wouldn¡¯t wait for her, exceptional situations always exist, and if that were really the case, it would indeed be difficult. ¡°Fanzi, let¡¯s wait another half a year. If he doesn¡¯t return by then... then I will seriously consider our situation,¡± Ye Tong said earnestly, ¡°But until then, you should restrain your feelings.¡± Yang Fan felt utterly confused, his mind too chaotic to think or consider anything. He felt a hopeless weakness as if someone had thrown him into a sack and beat him mercilessly. He could completely understand his sister-in-law¡¯s thoughts and knew that in this era, it was an action worthy of praise. Yet, among ten thousand people, perhaps none would think as his sister-in-law did, so foolishly. Yet, he couldn¡¯t quite control the feelings that had quietly been growing in his heart over the past half-year. When it came to matters of the heart, Yang Fan¡¯s thoughts were very straightforward. If it could be resolved, continue; if not, cut it off completely. He didn¡¯t like being strung along like a spare tire at all ... The sister-in-law and brother-in-law were just proposed by matchmakers, there were no feelings, no engagements, nothing at all. Why couldn¡¯t this work? A verbal promise had seemingly become an ironclad law, leaving him no chance to wedge himself in. A half-year promise sounded even more like a dismissive excuse. ¡°Sister-in-law, since that¡¯s the case, then maybe you shouldn¡¯t consider me anymore.¡± After a long contemplation, Yang Fan said earnestly. Ye Tong looked at Yang Fan with a bit of a resentful expression, ¡°Do you really need to be involved with me right now?¡± Yang Fan shook his head, ¡°No, I just feel that our ideas are completely different. What I think can be disregarded is exactly what you consider most important, sister-in-law. I should respect your opinion and dismiss those unrealistic thoughts.¡± Ye Tong¡¯s demeanor was calm as she looked at Yang Fan and asked, ¡°So, you mean I¡¯m just your sister-in-law from now on, right?¡± Yang Fan nodded slightly, mocking himself lightly, ¡°When you choose to hold on, and I still harbor those feelings for you, doesn¡¯t it seem quite messed up? But to be honest, sometimes I really can¡¯t control where my feelings go.¡± ¡°Sister-in-law, you don¡¯t need to give me any promises about something after half a year; I can restrain myself. Additionally, if I¡¯ll impact your and Little Mother¡¯s reputation, I can also think of something else, like moving out.¡± ¡°I really was too simplistic in my thoughts about these matters before.¡± As Yang Fan spoke these words slowly, each additional word seemed to drain a bit of strength from his body. Once the words were out, his heart felt empty, and his body was so weary that even speaking was difficult. Ye Tong¡¯s expression suddenly turned ugly; she cast a sorrowful look at Yang Fan and then abruptly left Yang Fan¡¯s room. Yang Fan sat there quietly, not going after her to explain. The sister-in-law probably felt insulted by what he had said. But wasn¡¯t her trying to buy those messy toys to stem Yang Fan¡¯s feelings for her also an insult? ¡°Fallen into promiscuity as I was born, why must I cling to a single magnolia tree!¡± Yang Fan mocked himself inwardly. With his level of self-control, he should really stop joking about feelings; it¡¯s better left unspoken. It seemed like he wasn¡¯t lacking female companionship anymore. About two or three minutes after Ye Tong left, Wei Juan, dressed in pajamas, sneaked into Yang Fan¡¯s widely opened room, ¡°What happened? Did you have a fight with your sister-in-law?¡± ¡°No, what would we fight about?¡± Yang Fan forced a smile, shaking his head. His sister-in-law¡¯s words had affected him so much that even his thoughts of doing such things with Wei Juan had faded. ¡°I just saw your sister-in-law going upstairs with a dark face, and you look like this. If it¡¯s okay, you can actually talk to me, I can mediate a bit for you two,¡± Wei Juan softly said as she sat down next to Yang Fan. Yang Fan shook his head, ¡°It¡¯s just a small disagreement, nothing really serious; I¡¯ll go close the door.¡± Chapter 72 - 72 72 Absolute Coordination ?72: Chapter 72 Absolute Coordination 72: Chapter 72 Absolute Coordination The moment the door of the room closed, Yang Fan felt the unnecessary thoughts in his mind seemed to shut off as well. Though a worldly man greedy for wealth and sensual pleasures, he had needlessly posed as a paragon of romance, which seemed to have created trouble for himself. Wei Juan looked timidly at Yang Fan as he turned back to her, her expression somewhat anxious. She could clearly see that Yang Fan was preoccupied, but with him not initiating any conversation, she didn¡¯t know how to begin offering comfort or even think of a topic to divert the attention. The old room emitted a unique scent of wood, not unpleasant to the nose. For those who appreciated the texture of wood, this aroma might even be appealing. The bright light illuminated both of them so clearly that Yang Fan could make out every subtle expression on Wei Juan¡¯s face. He sat down on the double sofa, picked up the cup of cool boiled water from the table, and strategically took a sip to ease the awkward silence of the moment. Both knew what they were about to do, yet seemed unsure of where to begin. Finally, unable to bear the somewhat awkward atmosphere, Wei Juan broke the silence, ¡°Fanzi, shall we... go to sleep?¡± ¡°Ah, sleep, are you going back to your room later?¡± Yang Fan asked. ¡°Of course I have to go back, otherwise if your sister-in-law and Little Mother see me coming out of your room in the morning, they¡¯ll definitely kill me,¡± Wei Juan said with a laugh and a playful stick out of her tongue. Yang Fan nodded, quickly jumped onto the bed, and pulled Wei Juan into his arms in one swift motion. When their bodies intertwined tightly, a wave of intense heat surged between them instantly. Yang Fan¡¯s tormented body reacted strongly at once, and his tent was promptly pitched. His hand, as if a slippery eel, deftly slid into Wei Juan¡¯s slightly revealing nightgown, seizing the full and round softness that lay uncovered. The silky skin felt like the finest suet jade, making Yang Fan utterly insatiable. Wei Juan let out a soft moan and undid her buttons, allowing Yang Fan free reign. After fondling for a moment, Yang Fan was no longer satisfied with just his hands¡¯ caresses and unveiled Wei Juan¡¯s crimson nightgown, exposing the supple fullness before him completely, then enveloped it with his mouth. ¡°Mmm...¡± Her sensitive spots, now captured in Yang Fan¡¯s mouth, caused Wei Juan to instinctively tense up, and the soft moans from her lips grew more urgent. ¡°Mmm... Mmm...¡± Wei Juan arched her long, fair neck, the moans growing more intense as she clasped her hands tightly around Yang Fan¡¯s neck, pressing his head firmly against her silky, ample breasts. ¡°Does it taste good, Fanzi?¡± Wei Juan asked in a drunken haze, her voice soft in Yang Fan¡¯s ear. Yang Fan was so enraptured he found breathing difficult. Wei Juan had pressed his head so firmly that his face was practically buried in her bosom. Moving slightly back, Yang Fan then said, ¡°So delicious it¡¯s addictive.¡± Blushing deeply, Wei Juan giggled, ¡°Do you think I¡¯m being promiscuous? Just saying let¡¯s sleep together and doing it, without any delicacy.¡± ¡°I love that you are not delicate; what has that got to do with being promiscuous? I wish you would really let go and show me what it¡¯s like, but you won¡¯t give me the chance to see!¡± Yang Fan said with a laugh. Wei Juan laughed coquettishly, ¡°Am I not wanton enough like this?¡± ¡°How can this be called wanton? I find it too conservative,¡± Yang Fan said with a laugh, ¡°Do you have a misunderstanding about what being wanton means?¡± ¡°So, what do you think counts as wanton?¡± Wei Juan asked. She seemed curious about this question, too. Yang Fan didn¡¯t really have a clear answer in his heart about what truly counted as unrestrained. After contemplating for a moment, he said with a mischievous smile, ¡°If you spread your legs and watch me play with you there, I¡¯d say that barely counts. But it probably isn¡¯t really wanton, just a bit more open.¡± ¡°You have quite the imagination,¡± Wei Juan said with a shy chuckle, ¡°You¡¯ve done me such a big favor, freeing this tragic monkey from Five Finger Mountain. Today, apart from not letting you really get inside and do me, I can satisfy you in any other way.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t feel like you have to do these things for me to show gratitude; it¡¯s really not necessary,¡± Yang Fan said. Wei Juan let out a light chuckle and said softly, ¡°Actually, I want to...¡± But these were just pleasantries. Yang Fan was always clear about why Wei Juan would open herself up to him. Before, it was because of the binding relationship; now, it was out of gratitude. But since it had already happened, Yang Fan wasn¡¯t too keen on delving into the reasons. He should just sincerely enjoy the pure, desirous tenderness of this woman. Wei Juan took off her pajama pants along with the white panties underneath, then sat down facing Yang Fan, bashfully. ¡°Is this how you want it?¡± She hung her head low, too shy to look straight at Yang Fan. Yang Fan pulled over a pillow and positioned it under Wei Juan¡¯s buttocks, ¡°Spread your legs as wide as you can.¡± Despite feeling extremely embarrassed, Wei Juan moved cooperatively. She followed whatever Yang Fan said. ¡°That¡¯s right, just like that,¡± Yang Fan said with satisfaction, extending his right hand out. In this position, Wei Juan was truly seductive. When she splayed her long legs outwards, Yang Fan¡¯s heartbeat involuntarily sped up. ¡°You seem to get wet pretty fast. I haven¡¯t even started touching you, and you¡¯re already this soaked,¡± Yang Fan said, as he smeared some with his finger and mischievously showed it to Wei Juan. ¡°Hey!¡± Wei Juan¡¯s face blushed instantly. She quickly slapped away Yang Fan¡¯s hand, scolding with a pout, ¡°Stop it, I tend to get ¡®that¡¯ feeling easily... After you licked me a few times, I couldn¡¯t help myself.¡± ¡°With you this slick, if you let me in, I¡¯d probably die of pleasure,¡± Yang teased. Wei Juan laughed a little mischievously and said, ¡°Then you might have to wait a bit longer, I have to deal with some issues first before I can have the surgery... Ah!¡± Yang Fan¡¯s fingers caught Wei Juan by surprise, making her involuntarily cry out and she quickly covered her mouth. ¡°However, it seems like you might not need surgery for the time being, it appears to be a bit looser than last time. Can you loosen up on your own?¡± Yang Fan tentatively used two fingers and, with a little effort, they went in a bit; actually, it was almost enough. ¡°Because of this... Ah, it¡¯s a tightening surgery, but if the muscles can stretch, ideally, there wouldn¡¯t be a need for another surgery. Natural is definitely better than artificial,¡± Wei Juan said in a soft, moaning voice, her speech punctuated and faltering. ¡°Then I¡¯ll have to do this more often, we can do our own surgery,¡± Yang Fan said, eyes lighting up. Wei Juan stammered, ¡°It¡¯s just that I¡¯m worried this process might be slow...¡± ¡°It¡¯s not very slow, look, I can almost slip two fingers in entirely now. As long as they can go all the way in, it¡¯s basically fine,¡± Yang Fan said, ¡°This tightness is actually perfect, snug, comfortable.¡± ¡°Ah? Really?¡± Wei Juan seemed surprised. Chapter 73 - 73 73 Courtesy Calls for Reciprocity ?73: Chapter 73: Courtesy Calls for Reciprocity 73: Chapter 73: Courtesy Calls for Reciprocity Wei Juan¡¯s question completely baffled Yang Fan. ¡°Otherwise, how big do you want to go?¡± Yang Fan asked in surprise. ¡°I don¡¯t know, that¡¯s something to ask the doctor.¡± Wei Juan pursed her lips and said, ¡°Although I¡¯m a married woman, I only experienced it once in a confused state, not even while conscious. After that one time, I immediately had surgery; how would I know how it should be to be considered okay?¡± ¡°When I had the surgery, the doctor even joked, asking if my boyfriend was really a ¡®true gold needle mushroom,¡¯ to allow me to shrink to almost the smallest extent. Now I¡¯m just relieved that Shen Lin, the bastard, is just a drip in knowledge, not knowing much, otherwise my surgery might have been for nothing...¡± ¡°Just being played with twice, how could it show signs of looseness so quickly? Is the artificial one not reliable?¡± Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but laugh, ¡°Maybe. But, if Shen Lin knew a bit more, he probably would have already loosened you up.¡± ¡°But, I strongly disagree, and he can¡¯t do anything about it; worst comes to worst, we just fight every day.¡± Wei Juan said proudly. ¡°So, you¡¯ve toughened up now, have you?¡± Yang Fan said with a laugh, gently rubbing his fingers over the Golden Valley. The sound of water was clear and pleasing. Although Wei Juan was a married woman, her body was as sensitive as a young girl¡¯s. ¡°We used to fight every day anyway.¡± Wei Juan said, slightly embarrassed, ¡°So, you mean, my current state is almost okay, right?¡± ¡°Why don¡¯t I give it a try?¡± Yang Fan said with a wicked smile. ¡°That... that¡¯s fine, but don¡¯t force your way in, a tear would be disastrous.¡± Wei Juan said, suddenly nervous. ¡°Don¡¯t worry, I know my limits.¡± Yang Fan suddenly became excited, feeling it might just barely fit. No more nonsense, time to try it out. ¡°So, should I... lie down?¡± Wei Juan shyly asked. Yang Fan nodded his head, quickly stripping himself of his garments. After Wei Juan lay down on the bed with a flushed face, Yang Fan approached the Golden Valley very cautiously, attempting to pierce this dangerous abode. But he could only penetrate a tiny bit before encountering strong resistance, unable to go further. Almost there. ¡°It might be possible when I¡¯m not aroused, but not now.¡± Yang Fan shook his head and said. Wei Juan covered her cheeks, now hot to the touch, and whispered, ¡°If you really want to get in, you could let me help you release first, then... then you can try again. But as it is, it definitely won¡¯t work, at most just let you enter that way...¡± Yang Fan¡¯s eyes lit up, Wei Juan¡¯s suggestion was brilliant, so thoughtful, it really struck a chord with him. It looked like Wei Juan had made thorough preparations before coming to see him today, having thought through what needed to be done. Wei Juan got up, her sleek, bare body like a slippery Little Snake squeezed next to Yang Fan¡¯s legs, then her hands clumsily played around. She was very inexperienced, clearly having never done this kind of thing before. But it seemed she had done some homework, her clumsiness mixed with some special techniques, obviously learned deliberately. Yang Fan, now quite curious, asked, ¡°It seems like you know how to do this, yet you don¡¯t; did you specifically learn how?¡± ¡°Sort of... I occasionally watch those kinds of movies when I have nothing to do.¡± Wei Juan suddenly grew a bit embarrassed. Yang Fan didn¡¯t expect that Wei Juan was also a kindred spirit. So it was a learned skill; no wonder the technique looked odd. Here was a classic case of ample theoretical knowledge with no practical experience. ¡°Since you have a habit of watching those movies, you must know quite a lot, right?¡± Yang Fan joked. ¡°Actually, I only know the basics; who pays close attention to all the details when watching that stuff? I¡¯m aware of the various positions and such. But I did learn how to tie knots.¡± Wei Juan laughed. Yang Fan was startled for a moment, ¡°What kind of knot?¡± ¡°You don¡¯t know? The kind that binds you up for such activities, I rather enjoy watching that type.¡± Wei Juan gently bit her lip, quickly glancing at Yang Fan with an embarrassed look on her face, before she leaned forward and took him in her mouth. ¡°Hiss...¡± That first touch was so pleasurable that Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but shiver all over. Wei Juan¡¯s mouth was truly amazing! Utterly gentle, making Yang Fan feel instantly like he had fallen into a haven of softness. But what surprised him was that Wei Juan actually enjoyed watching the more unconventional kind. Her taste was quite unique. She liked watching these, and if nothing else was amiss, she probably enjoyed doing it as well. But that playstyle was somewhat beyond Yang Fan¡¯s understanding, as he seldom watched such alternative stuff. It seemed he would need to explore this more and then experience it with Wei Juan. ¡°Turn around, buttocks towards me,¡± Yang Fan said as he fondly kneaded Wei Juan¡¯s full, hanging cheeks. ¡°Ah? This, this isn¡¯t good, right?¡± Wei Juan stuttered. ¡°What¡¯s not good about it, I want to have some fun,¡± Yang Fan said, ¡°You just said I can play however I like.¡± Wei Juan hesitated, then with a troubled look said, ¡°Well... alright then.¡± She turned around, presenting her round, perky buttocks towards Yang Fan. Perhaps due to her nervousness, her body was stiff, and her buttocks were almost pinched shut. Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but laugh, ¡°Relax a bit, you¡¯re closing up so tight I can¡¯t see anything.¡± Wei Juan then slowly relaxed her body. Yang Fan propped his neck with a pillow and then pressed down on Wei Juan¡¯s alluring buttocks with both hands, moving them closer, before he brought his mouth close. Although the Golden Valley was already like a river in flood, it was still very clean. Yang Fan¡¯s tongue barely brushed against that tender spot when Wei Juan¡¯s body convulsed violently. ¡°Ah... What, what are you doing?¡± ¡°It¡¯s only fair to return the favor, relax. I can play in any way, that¡¯s what you said,¡± Yang Fan said with a smile. Though nervous and embarrassed, Wei Juan, facing her own words, reluctantly complied, allowing Yang Fan to proceed. ¡°Ah... Ah ah, please, it feels too intense...¡± Yang Fan only teased her a few times, and she seemed unable to take it. The waters clearly swelled, the situation resembling the Yellow River breaking its banks. Gurgling sounds... Yang Fan suddenly increased his intensity, mimicking the frequency of a cat drinking water. ¡°Ah... No, I can¡¯t take any more, ah ah...¡± Wei Juan covered her mouth with her hands, but the moans still sharply leaked through her fingers, her body shaking as if electrocuted, seemingly on the verge of convulsing. The play of Yang Fan¡¯s tongue opened new worlds for Wei Juan, whose body was practically indistinguishable from a young girl¡¯s, instantly reaching the peak of pleasure. Chapter 74 - 74 74 Extreme Exploration ?74: Chapter 74 Extreme Exploration 74: Chapter 74 Extreme Exploration Wei Juan unleashed such a torrent that she even forgot about the matter at hand and ended up striking for Yang Fan. ¡°Don¡¯t stop, I was just getting into it,¡± Yang Fan urged. With her face flushed and panting heavily as if she had asthma, Wei Juan lay limp on Yang Fan¡¯s body. It took her a good while to barely whisper, ¡°That last move drained all my strength, let me catch my breath...¡± ¡°You came that fast? No wonder the water was so fierce just now,¡± Yang Fan said with surprise and a laugh. If Wei Juan had been a man, she would definitely have been despised. It was too fast, reaching the peak in just a few minutes. ¡°Don¡¯t talk about it, my face is so hot it¡¯s about to peel,¡± Wei Juan cried out in embarrassment and annoyance. Her excessive shyness made her not want to be shy anymore, but Yang Fan kept teasing her on purpose. ¡°So beautiful and fun, just great!¡± Yang Fan stared at the muddy Golden Valley in front of him and teased with a smile, then continued to dig deeper into this tunnel whose depth was unknown. ¡°Ah... ah ah, stop for a moment, I really can¡¯t take it,¡± Wei Juan moaned and quickly cried out urgently. But Yang Fan paid no attention and kept at it with relentless effort. The rising and falling moans of Wei Juan gradually intensified once more. However, after a short break, she seemed to finally withstand that level of play. Her eyes shimmered with a strong haze of confusion, and she suddenly began to work hard at Yang Fan as well. There was a bit of a desire for revenge. ¡°Fanzi, is it okay if you do it in my mouth?¡± Wei Juan suddenly asked. The question took Yang Fan aback. This little young wife, self-proclaimed monkey, was a bit too thoughtful. Was there even a need to ask? He, of course, could hardly wait! ¡°If you¡¯re willing, that¡¯s the best,¡± Yang Fan said. ¡°I¡¯m helping you after all, so it must be done thoroughly. If I use my mouth for a bit and then my hand to release you, it feels somewhat perfunctory. After last time, I think I might have some skill this time,¡± Wei Juan said. ¡°Then come,¡± Yang Fan said with a smile. This little young wife was really too cute, too thoughtful. After another ten minutes of mutual play, Yang Fan finally couldn¡¯t hold back anymore. ¡°Mmm...¡± Wei Juan let out a low sob, suddenly stopping. But just as Yang Fan thought she would release him, she dove deeper once again. This was a somewhat unusual comfort, exceptionally satisfying. It wasn¡¯t until Yang Fan was completely finished that Wei Juan, covering her mouth, hopped off the bed. After rinsing her mouth repeatedly, Wei Juan then lay back down beside Yang Fan, ¡°So much, it almost filled me up.¡± ¡°It does seem like you¡¯ve gained some experience this time,¡± Yang Fan said, his hands caressing Wei Juan¡¯s tempting fullness, with a smile. Wei Juan¡¯s seductive eyes smoldered as she looked up at Yang Fan and asked with pursed lips, ¡°So, do you want to try again?¡± Yang Fan was briefly startled before he realized what Wei Juan was talking about. Without any hesitation, he nodded and said, ¡°Yes!¡± Did she even need to ask? Of course, he wanted to! He also wanted to clear Wei Juan¡¯s drainage sooner so that he could have his way with her completely. Although using his mouth was very pleasurable, Yang Fan always felt it wasn¡¯t quite perfect; he still wanted to be inside. ¡°Then take your time,¡± Wei Juan slid down and lay down properly before saying. ¡°Okay,¡± Yang Fan responded, first checking the wetness of the Golden Valley to ensure it was still as moist and slippery as before, then slowly made his entrance. Exhaustion equaled weakness, and since Wei Juan was not ordinarily tight, Yang Fan almost needed the strength of nine bulls and two tigers to make his way in. Only when he felt a little sensation and had regained some strength did he slowly squeeze inside. It truly was tight, even when he had no reaction at all, he felt firmly clamped down. But at the same time, the comfort was exceptionally strong. The scorching, boiling tightness made Yang Fan feel again instantly, his whole body flooded with blood in an instant. ¡°Ah ah ah...stop, no, no!¡± Wei Juan suddenly grabbed Yang Fan¡¯s arm and shouted urgently. The cold contraction and hot swelling of Yang Fan immediately stretched her, causing Wei Juan¡¯s face to fill with panic. Yang Fan felt it too. The excessive tightness gave him a sense of pressure. He knew this definitely wasn¡¯t going to work, so he forcefully controlled his thoughts and calmed himself down. ¡°Huh...just now that move of yours, I felt like I was almost dying. Though I¡¯ve never given birth, I suddenly understood what it feels like to give birth, the tearing sensation from being stretched too far,¡± Wei Juan said, wiping the sweat from her forehead and panting heavily. ¡°Looks like it¡¯s still going to take more practice, it can go in, but can¡¯t move,¡± Yang Fan said with some regret, ¡°However, it¡¯s really comfortable inside, makes me not want to take it out.¡± ¡°As long as you can control yourself from not reacting, you can...leave it there,¡± Wei Juan said softly, with pursed lips. For Yang Fan, she really did everything she could to cater to his desires, willing to accept anything, incredibly attentive. ¡°Better not, I can¡¯t control that,¡± Yang Fan shook his head and chuckled. That unparalleled tightness and tenderness were enough to signal him to rise at any moment; how could he possibly control it. Yang Fan disentangled himself from Wei Juan¡¯s scorching body and lay down beside her, pulling Wei Juan into his arms. ¡°Just wait a little longer, then I¡¯ll let you really do it to me, make it really nice and comfortable,¡± Wei Juan said coquettishly in a soft voice, with her leg pressed against Yang Fan¡¯s waist and her cheek against his chest. ¡°Okay!¡± This feeling gave Yang Fan a particular sense of security. Actually, he felt like he could start dating Wei Juan right now; this pure, lustful, and attentive young woman was already making him somewhat infatuated. Their time spent together felt easy and comfortable. The two of them continued to be affectionate until past midnight, and only then did Wei Juan sneak away like a thief. Naturally, during this time, they couldn¡¯t avoid all kinds of playful teasing and fondling. The next day. Yang Fan hadn¡¯t gotten up when he heard the sound of torrential rain outside. The water falling from the eaves sounded like it was pouring in backward, loud and splashing. With such heavy rain, naturally, nothing could be done. Yang Fan, who had been ready to get up, took advantage of the situation to lie back down in bed. This weather provided the perfect excuse for staying in bed. Bang! The room door was suddenly pushed open with force. Zhou Wenhui, bringing a cool rush of air, barged in fiercely. ¡°Little Mother, what are you doing? You busting up the house this early?¡± Yang Fan, startled, said irritably. Zhou Wenhui stood by Yang Fan¡¯s bed, glaring at him with a look of displeasure and asked angrily, ¡°Tell me, what did you do to your sister-in-law?¡± Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, ¡°I didn¡¯t do anything...no, I mean, I didn¡¯t do anything at all!¡± ¡°Didn¡¯t take advantage, or should I say, force something?¡± Zhou Wenhui asked. Yang Fan immediately shook his head, ¡°How could that be possible?¡± He had indeed taken advantage, his fingers had even entered a bit, but obviously, that was something he could not admit. ¡°You little brat, not being honest, huh? If you did nothing, would your sister-in-law be wailing all night?¡± Zhou Wenhui barked angrily. Chapter 75 - 75 75 Different Ideas ?75: Chapter 75 Different Ideas 75: Chapter 75 Different Ideas ¡°You¡¯re saying my sister-in-law cried all night?¡± Yang Fan asked in shock, as if struck by lightning. ¡°Although she didn¡¯t cry the entire night, she did wail for most of it!¡± Zhou Wenhui stared at Yang Fan furiously and demanded, ¡°Tell me honestly, what did you do?¡± Yang Fan was momentarily bewildered. His sister-in-law¡¯s behavior had truly left him clueless. She wanted to buy all those messy toys to stop his thoughts, and now Yang Fan openly said he would restrain himself, and wouldn¡¯t have any inappropriate ideas anymore, but then she wailed all night. So, what was he supposed to do? ¡°I¡¯ll go and see her,¡± Yang Fan said as he got up. ¡°You stay right there and explain things to me first,¡± Zhou Wenhui said, pushing him back down. Yang Fan shook his head, ¡°I really don¡¯t know what¡¯s going on.¡± How on earth was he supposed to explain this to Little Mother? There was simply no place to start! ¡°Do I look like a fool to you? I didn¡¯t provoke her, Xiao Juan couldn¡¯t have done anything to her, so who else do you think made her cry half the night? You definitely did something, spit it out,¡± Zhou Wenhui said with her arms crossed in front of her and a raging presence. Seeing that he wouldn¡¯t be let off the hook easily today, Yang Fan had no choice but to say helplessly, ¡°My sister-in-law was planning to buy me some toys, you know, dolls, cups, and stuff like that. I didn¡¯t want them. Then, she said I should let go of my thoughts about her, and I agreed. That¡¯s all that happened!¡± ¡°Then why did she cry?¡± Zhou Wenhui asked, frowning. Yang Fan was just as confused and nodded. Indeed, he wanted to know that too. The only difference was that he hadn¡¯t listened to his sister-in-law¡¯s half-year agreement. Could that be the issue? Zhou Wenhui, still puzzled, turned and sat down on the double sofa by the window, ¡°So, your sister-in-law meant that you shouldn¡¯t have any inappropriate thoughts about her, and then you agreed, right?¡± Yang Fan nodded. Zhou Wenhui crossed her legs and mumbled in perplexity, ¡°That doesn¡¯t make sense. She said no, you agreed, isn¡¯t that exactly what she wanted? What does she have to cry about?¡± Yang Fan shook his head again. ¡°No, you must have said something else in between? Come on, give it to me straight. I¡¯m helping you two, not hurting you, so spill it all!¡± Zhou Wenhui exclaimed angrily. Yang Fan had no choice but to mention the half-year agreement. ¡°There you go, you little brat, omitting the most important news,¡± Zhou Wenhui scolded. Yang Fan said, puzzled, ¡°But it doesn¡¯t make any difference!¡± ¡°Doesn¡¯t make a damn bit of difference, my foot. The difference is huge, okay?¡± Zhou Wenhui yelled, ¡°By saying that, it shows she cares about you in her heart, but she also wants to maintain her own reputation. Wait, no, this isn¡¯t right. Isn¡¯t this kind of unfair to you?¡± ¡°She maintains her reputation, playing the new-age paragon of chastity, but then why does she want you to wait for half a year? That¡¯s nonsense! Either it will happen, or it won¡¯t, right? What¡¯s more, if your big brother comes back after a while, what will it have to do with you then?¡± ¡°Now, it makes sense for you two to be together; your big brother has vanished without a word, and a sister-in-law who hasn¡¯t set any matrimonial ties and doesn¡¯t want to switch families¡ªthere¡¯s nothing wrong with her turning around and marrying you, nobody could say a damn thing. But her wanting to wait for two people at once, that¡¯s a bit too much. No, I have to talk to her; this is just ridiculous.¡± ¡°Little Mother, wait...¡± Yang Fan called out anxiously, but Zhou Wenhui had already stormed out furiously. The scene was like the reincarnation of the Black Whirlwind, Li Kui. Yang Fan looked at the open door of his room and silently got off the bed to close it again. Forget it, might as well go back to sleep. What Little Mother said actually made some sense and essentially reflected what Yang Fan was thinking. But what use was it for the two of them to see it that way? The key issue was that his sister-in-law didn¡¯t think so. Lying comfortably in bed and listening to the rush of rain outside, Yang Fan turned on his phone. With this kind of weather, it¡¯s better to play on the phone and sleep than to worry about anything else. He had just turned on his phone when he suddenly found that Li Jia had sent several messages at some unknown time. He opened them and immediately perked up. Li Jia said that Fu Xuebing hadn¡¯t come home all of last night, and with today¡¯s heavy rain, he probably wouldn¡¯t return either. She asked Yang Fan to find an excuse to come over to her place later and finish what they hadn¡¯t completed the other night. ¡°I¡¯ll come over in a bit,¡± Yang Fan, full of vigor, replied to Li Jia and quickly got up to wash. Compared to such an enticing offer, sleeping in suddenly seemed less important. However, the thought of his sister-in-law suddenly doused the passionate flame in Yang Fan¡¯s heart. He deliberately tried not to think about it, but he couldn¡¯t help it. The more he suppressed it, the more melancholic he felt, not knowing how to resolve it. After washing up, he was ready to find an excuse to go straight to Li Jia, but after some thought, he decided to wait a little longer. Better to see what Little Mother and his sister-in-law had discussed first. Little Mother, troubled by his sister-in-law¡¯s situation, hadn¡¯t had time to tidy up the breakfast this morning. Yang Fan had to make his way into the kitchen and cook a pot of porridge, then reheat last night¡¯s leftovers for breakfast. But Little Mother and his sister-in-law still hadn¡¯t come down from upstairs, and Wei Juan seemed not to have gotten up yet either. Yang Fan waited and waited but saw no one, growing uneasy. He had no choice but to go upstairs to see what was going on. Just reaching the door of his sister-in-law¡¯s room, he heard Little Mother¡¯s voice coming from inside, ¡°How can you be so stubborn, girl? The best choice for you now is to be with Fanzi.¡± ¡°You and I are not the same, so don¡¯t compare yourself with me. I¡¯m not waiting for anyone. It doesn¡¯t make a difference to me where I am, because I¡¯m alone either way. Since Fanzi accepts me as his out-of-nowhere stepmom, I might as well retire early in this beautiful place surrounded by mountains and rivers.¡± ¡°Just listen to me, go down now and tell Fanzi to consummate the marriage tonight, and everything will be settled.¡± ¡°Little Mother, you have no idea what I¡¯m thinking,¡± Ye Tong¡¯s voice rose. ¡°I don¡¯t understand my ass. If I didn¡¯t understand, why would I have just said all that?¡± Zhou Wenhu suddenly flared up, ¡°If you¡¯re waiting for Fanzi¡¯s elder brother, then don¡¯t go telling Fanzi about waiting half a year or anything. Just wait if that¡¯s what you want. If you¡¯re not willing to wait, get together with him right now; that would be suitable. Don¡¯t be dangling one in each hand, unable to let go. What kind of mess are you creating here?¡± ¡°Little Mother, I understand what you¡¯re saying, but I just need a little more time to adapt,¡± Ye Tong said. ¡°You, oh boy, forget it, I won¡¯t say anymore. Think whatever you want. With your head, I feel I can¡¯t turn it around,¡± Zhou Wenhu shouted loudly and suddenly walked out the door. Seeing Yang Fan standing at the entrance, she gestured for him to keep quiet and pushed him downstairs. ¡°Don¡¯t say anything now, let her figure it out on her own first; talking too much is useless.¡± After going downstairs, Zhou Wenhu whispered, ¡°Go on, go on, I¡¯ll take care of breakfast. You go back to your lazy sleep.¡± Chapter 76 - 76 76 A Secret Meeting in the Rain ?76: Chapter 76: A Secret Meeting in the Rain 76: Chapter 76: A Secret Meeting in the Rain Yang Fan grabbed Zhou Wenhui and asked in a low voice, ¡°Little Mother, did you figure out what my sister-in-law actually meant?¡± Zhou Wenhui waved her hand irritably, ¡°I didn¡¯t figure out anything, I confused myself with what I said.¡± Yang Fan was instantly speechless, ¡°Then why were you so enthusiastic about telling it?¡± ¡°You little rascal, are you asking for a smack?¡± Zhou Wenhui glared and said, ¡°Although I didn¡¯t figure out what she actually meant, I can summarize two, no, three points for you.¡± ¡°First, your sister-in-law is interested in you, don¡¯t give up. This path was originally the right one, what are two people who haven¡¯t even made it official waiting for? It¡¯s still the same when your elder brother comes back and meets someone else!¡± ¡°Secondly, your sister-in-law cares a lot about what others think, even to the extent that she forces herself to ignore her own feelings because of it, and I think this is the most important. Also, your sister-in-law doesn¡¯t really feel anything for your elder brother, the two of them never had feelings, right? It was just someone else¡¯s introduction, and they¡¯ve only met twice.¡± ¡°Don¡¯t overthink it when I say this. I also believe your elder brother will definitely come back, no news is the best news.¡± These three points seemed to mean something, but also seemed to mean nothing. Your sister-in-law cares a lot about public opinion, Yang Fan had noticed this long ago as she had asked him more than once how the villagers viewed her and Little Mother and such. If we really had to pinpoint a fundamental reason, this might really be the most important. ¡°Then let¡¯s not say anything for now, and let my sister-in-law have some quiet,¡± Yang Fan rubbed his sore forehead and said weakly, ¡°Little Mother, I¡¯ve made breakfast; it¡¯s in the pot. I¡¯m not eating, I¡¯m going out for a walk.¡± ¡°It¡¯s raining so heavily, where are you going to walk to? Eat your breakfast, then go back to sleep!¡± Zhou Wenhui yelled loudly. ¡°I¡¯ll go to Zhao Laoer¡¯s house to play mahjong!¡± Yang Fan said offhandedly, ¡°You go ahead and eat.¡± ¡°Why bother being so gloomy, really boring!¡± Zhou Wenhui ignored Yang Fan, who had already walked around the corridor and gone out, shook her head and muttered to herself, then went upstairs. Meanwhile, Yang Fan, carrying an umbrella, arrived at the doorstep of Li Jia¡¯s house, only to hear Fu Xuebing¡¯s voice again. Yang Fan immediately felt depressed; was it such a coincidence? But after listening carefully, he suddenly realized the voice seemed to be coming from a cell phone. However, just to be safe, he still slipped into the storeroom by the door of Fu Xuebing¡¯s house and sent Li Jia a message. After sending it, Yang Fan laughed at himself; he really was acting guilty. Nothing had even happened with Li Jia yet, so why was he so nervous? Now if he went in, even if Fu Xuebing was home, a simple excuse that he had nothing better to do on a rainy day and was just passing by would suffice. After putting away his cell phone, Yang Fan had just crawled out of the storeroom when he saw Li Jia, holding a black umbrella, walking out from the doorway. Seeing Yang Fan hiding by the storeroom door, Li Jia burst out laughing, ¡°What are you hiding there for?¡± ¡°Feeling guilty as a thief!¡± Yang Fan said with a laugh. Li Jia walked over, threw down her black umbrella, and her scorching body suddenly squeezed into Yang Fan¡¯s arms, pressing her soft, gently fragrant lips against his. Before Yang Fan could even speak, his mouth was sealed. A mischievous little tongue, like a slippery eel, slid into his mouth. Yang Fan was stunned. Was Li Jia in such a hurry today? He only hesitated for a few seconds before responding to Li Jia with an even more intense tempest. He had never French kissed before, but that didn¡¯t stop him from trying to imitate what he had seen. Even though his technique was clumsy, his kiss was especially forceful, his tongue darting back and forth in Li Jia¡¯s slightly minty-fresh mouth, moving in and out seven times. While his mouth was occupied, his hands were not idle either, quickly slipping under Li Jia¡¯s long skirt, heading straight for her pert, bud-like buttocks. Her shape was not exactly round but was very pointed and perky, feeling incredibly elastic to the touch. ¡°Mm...¡± Li Jia gently moaned, her little face rapidly flushing red, and her breathing quickened. Her two perky mounds were like sensitive switches on her body. Yang Fan merely touched them briefly, yet he already made her continuously gasp for breath, feeling sensations surge through her. After toying with them for a moment, Yang Fan¡¯s hand glided down her smooth, flat belly and slid into the panties tightly encasing the Golden Valley. It was like freshly rained-on grass, incredibly moist, and a slight press inward made water seep out. Gasping for air, Li Jia broke away from Yang Fan¡¯s lips, her eyes shimmering with intense allure as she said, ¡°You¡¯re making it hard for me to breathe, Fanzi. You¡¯re quite skilled.¡± ¡°I¡¯m serious, it¡¯s my first time kissing like this,¡± Yang Fan said with a smile, ¡°But sister-in-law, you seem to be already wet!¡± ¡°Wouldn¡¯t it be abnormal if I weren¡¯t wet after what you¡¯ve done?¡± Li Jia responded coyly with a smile. This demure, reticent woman, who was usually reserved both in public and private, now bloomed like a radiant peony, her entire being seemingly emitting an alluring glow. Yang Fan¡¯s heartbeat pounded like a drum as he tightly grabbed Li Jia¡¯s soft body and pulled her dress down from her shoulders. Flipping up her pink bra, he pulled out the particularly lively mounds and immediately dove in with his mouth. ¡°Mmm... Fanzi, let¡¯s go inside, not here,¡± Li Jia moaned softly. But Yang Fan didn¡¯t listen to her, suddenly transforming into a starving wolf, catching those tiny, bean-like buds and wildly sucking on them. He sucked noisily, making Li Jia¡¯s face flush red, her breath quickening as she tightly hooked her arms around Yang Fan¡¯s neck, her hands wandering aimlessly on his back. While sucking, the hand under her skirt wasn¡¯t idle either, his finger teased for a moment, then plunged into the Abyss. The moist smoothness allowed his finger to enter without any resistance, easily squeezing in. ¡°Ah... Fanzi.¡± Li Jia¡¯s face was flushed as if she was drunk, murmuring softly. Her eyes, hazy and filled with unresolved, intense emotions, were like a rippling spring, temptingly inviting. After teasing her for a moment, Yang Fan suddenly pulled away from Li Jia¡¯s body, rotated her around, and pressed down on her slender waist, forcefully making her perk up her buttocks. Li Jia was somewhat confused, but her body was extremely cooperative. However, as Yang Fan spread her perky buttocks with his hands and moved his mouth closer, Li Jia hurriedly drew away. ¡°Fanzi, no, we can¡¯t do this...¡± Chapter 77 - 77 77 The Call from Sister-in-law on the Way ?77: Chapter 77 The Call from Sister-in-law on the Way 77: Chapter 77 The Call from Sister-in-law on the Way Yang Fan knew that Li Jia liked this kind of thing; that night, he squatted on the wall and watched for the whole evening as Li Jia became deliriously intoxicated. Sometimes human psychology is really strange. Even though Yang Fan knew they were a couple, deep down he just wanted to outdo Fu Xuebing. He not only wanted Li Jia crying for her parents, but also kissing her until she couldn¡¯t take it anymore. And the two times promised by Li Jia could not satisfy Yang Fan. He wanted to change Li Jia¡¯s mind with his actions and turn those two times into countless times. Ignoring Li Jia¡¯s resistance, Yang Fan forcefully grabbed her slender waist, pried apart her fair and smooth buttocks, and moved his mouth closer. Smack smack... ¡°Ah... Ahh... It¡¯s so uncomfortable, why do you men all like to eat there?¡± Li Jia whimpered, biting her lip. ¡°What do you mean, Old Fu has also eaten you there?¡± Yang Fan asked with a smile. ¡°Ah, this...¡± Li Jia hesitated for a moment, pursed her lips, and said, ¡°Old Fu is my man, it¡¯s natural for him to do that.¡± She was actually considering Yang Fan¡¯s feelings. In fact, Yang Fan was as clear about this as if he were looking in a mirror. No matter how he played with Li Jia, that was the premise. ¡°I didn¡¯t mean anything else. I originally wanted to give you a fresh experience, doing something Old Fu hasn¡¯t done to you,¡± Yang Fan said with some regret, ¡°I didn¡¯t expect you two to play like this usually. That¡¯s quite disappointing.¡± ¡°This... We¡¯ve only done it once,¡± Li Jia stammered. ¡°Why only once?¡± Yang Fan teased Li Jia with the tip of his tongue intermittently while asking. Almost every time Yang Fan¡¯s tongue flicked her, Li Jia¡¯s body would tremble slightly, and the trickling stream showed signs of wanting to become a river. ¡°Because... Ahh... It¡¯s because he recently, all of a sudden, seemed to know a lot of tricks. Before, we always just did it under the covers with the lights off, when he started and when he finished, ah... sometimes I don¡¯t even know,¡± Li Jia moaned softly. ¡°Old Fu used to be so boring,¡± Yang Fan laughed, ¡°Looks like he¡¯s picked up some tricks somewhere recently.¡± ¡°He said he saw it in a porn movie, but I don¡¯t think that¡¯s quite right,¡± Li Jia shook her head, ¡°The bastard might have done something behind my back, and I suspect it has something to do with women. But he¡¯s been nicer to me lately, so I didn¡¯t say much.¡± ¡°Fanzi, come on in, I can¡¯t take it anymore, I want... I want...¡± Li Jia seemed a bit embarrassed to say these words outright, hesitantly whispering as quiet as a mosquito. Yang Fan didn¡¯t take it seriously at all and buried his head to play with her mouth again. This clean and refreshing Golden Valley was very interesting to play with, feeling more intoxicating the more he indulged. Even so, he extended his tongue inside to explore Li Jia¡¯s secrets. However, Yang Fan¡¯s tongue wasn¡¯t that exaggerated; he could only feel a bit of distance. ¡°Ah ah... Fanzi, stop, I can¡¯t take it anymore, I can¡¯t...¡± Li Jia¡¯s head shook like a rattle drum, as she urgently called out in a soft, coquettish voice. Yang Fan still paid her no attention. Outside, the sound of rain was as intense as a torrent, and in such an environment, listening to Li Jia¡¯s coquettish moans was particularly thrilling. He was intentionally trying to prolong the battle, not wanting it to end so quickly. ¡°Fanzi, come in quick, will you? Sister-in-law really can¡¯t take it anymore, I want it!¡± Li Jia suddenly cried out urgently. Yang Fan asked with a mischievous smile, ¡°Sister-in-law, what is it that you want?¡± ¡°I want, I want... you to do me, hurry up and do me, Fanzi, give it to me all the way!¡± Li Jia¡¯s face, flushed with a mix of pink and red, was so intensely rosy it was impossible to tell whether from arousal or embarrassment. ¡°But I still want to play some more, sister-in-law only gave me two chances in total, using one means one less, I don¡¯t want to miss any opportunities,¡± Yang Fan said deliberately. ¡°No, I really can¡¯t hold on, come in quick. This time, consider it a gift from sister-in-law, okay?¡± Li Jia¡¯s tone was thick with urgency, as if truly at boiling point with desire. Yang Fan had thought she would say that the count wouldn¡¯t matter anymore. But unexpectedly, this woman was holding onto her bottom line so tightly, preferring to give away this one time rather than say that the count wouldn¡¯t matter. This amused Yang Fan. If you say she has a bottom line, she¡¯s willing to use her body as the interest for borrowing money, counting three thousand yuan for two times. This is something most people probably wouldn¡¯t even think of. But if you say she has no bottom line, she still treated those two times as if they were one occasion. Even under these circumstances, she still wouldn¡¯t budge. Maybe it¡¯s her pride that¡¯s too strong. Unwilling to ask others for money, and unable to pay a comparable interest, this was her only option. ¡°I thought sister-in-law might give me two more opportunities,¡± Yang Fan said with a laugh, then quickly got rid of his defenses. Li Jia, with a hint of conflict in her eyes, whispered, ¡°Later... Can we talk about this after this affair is over? Come in first, Fanzi. Once our deal is done, if you really can¡¯t hold back, sister-in-law might, just might be able to help out.¡± ¡°Sister-in-law, is it just a maybe?¡± Yang Fan surged forward abruptly. ¡°Ah... ah ah ah, no, it¡¯s anytime, Fanzi can have sister-in-law whenever he wants. Ah... amazing, you¡¯ve hit the bottom in one go, so satisfying.¡± Li Jia moaned, her voice instantly changing in pitch. ¡°Sister-in-law, I¡¯m taking your word seriously!¡± Yang Fan pressed his hands against Li Jia¡¯s fair and round buttocks, thrusting with extra force, the slapping sound echoing clearly in the storage room. ¡°Take it seriously, everything sister-in-law says is serious, ah ah ah ah... Fanzi, it feels so good, you¡¯re going to do sister-in-law in,¡± Li Jia moaned, her voice high and sharp. In reality, Yang Fan didn¡¯t entirely believe what Li Jia said at this moment, such statements were often driven by emotion. In the future, he might use this as an excuse to score one or two more times, but he expected it wouldn¡¯t last long. Amidst the loud moans, Li Jia¡¯s phone lying to the side suddenly rang. ¡°Don¡¯t bother with it!¡± Yang Fan glanced at the phone and said sternly. ¡°It¡¯s your sister-in-law.¡± Li Jia picked up the phone and said. Yang Fan paused for a moment, ¡°Then it¡¯s up to you, you can answer it or not.¡± Why would sister-in-law call Li Jia at this time? Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help muttering to himself. ¡°I¡¯d better take it, just in case your sister-in-law has something important. You stop for a bit, or go slower, don¡¯t let your sister-in-law find out,¡± Li Jia swallowed and, after adjusting her emotions, answered the phone. Chapter 78 - 78 78 Another Incomplete Endeavor ?78: Chapter 78 Another Incomplete Endeavor 78: Chapter 78 Another Incomplete Endeavor ¡°Little Jia, are you at home?¡± Ye Tong¡¯s voice, tinged with a hint of tiredness, rang out on the phone. ¡°Ah... ah... I¡¯m at home,¡± Li Jia, a bit nervous, glanced back at Yang Fan, signaling him again to be gentler. But how could Yang Fan possibly stay still inside her at a time like this? He moved in and out slowly like he was giving an injection, pulling out gently and then pushing back in again. Even though his motions had indeed slowed, they penetrated deeply. And, to his surprise, Yang Fan found that when he calmed his mind and slowed down, the sensation from the friction became even clearer, and he could distinctly feel the suction from deep within Li Jia. ¡°Do you have time right now?¡± Ye Tong asked. ¡°Ah ah ah... Oh, I...¡± Li Jia, her mouth agape, originally prepared to speak, couldn¡¯t help but cry out due to Yang Fan¡¯s movements. She quickly coughed lightly and said, ¡°I¡¯m a bit busy at the moment, Xiao Tong, is there something you need?¡± ¡°I... I¡¯m fine, it¡¯s just that I have nothing to do on a rainy day and was thinking of coming over to chat with you. But if you¡¯re busy, then never mind,¡± Ye Tong said, ¡°It¡¯s just, what are you busy with right now? Your voice sounds strange.¡± ¡°I... ah... I¡¯m just dealing with a little thing,¡± Li Jia said breathlessly, her words faltering. She tried to suppress her breathing and to keep her tone steady. However, the slow thrusts from Yang Fan were giving her an intense stimulation, making her itch unbearably. Subconsciously, her mind urged Yang Fan to go faster, but the double effect of her psychological and physical state made it impossible for her to stabilize. ¡°Ah... it¡¯s nothing, I know what you¡¯re doing. Keep going, I¡¯ll come by in the afternoon,¡± Ye Tong suddenly laughed softly, ¡°Take care of your health, alright? With your situation, you shouldn¡¯t be doing that kind of thing too often.¡± Li Jia was startled and quickly said, ¡°What are you talking about? I¡¯m clearing water here. The yard¡¯s drainage is almost blocked by weeds; the water can hardly get out, and I¡¯m clearing it. If I don¡¯t clean it up, I¡¯m afraid my house will be carried away by the water.¡± ¡°Is that so? But it doesn¡¯t sound like that to me,¡± Ye Tong said with a laugh, ¡°It¡¯s nothing shameful for a couple to do that sort of thing, why be embarrassed? Whether you¡¯re clearing the gutters in the yard or your own ¡®gutter,¡¯ you go on with it, I¡¯ll come over in the afternoon.¡± ¡°What are you talking about? I really am clearing the gutter in the yard,¡± Li Jia exclaimed. Just then, she inadvertently let out another soft moan. The slow pace of Yang Fan¡¯s thrusts was giving her an exceptional kind of stimulation. It felt great, yet not quite satisfying; she desired a faster pace. ¡°Yes, yes, I¡¯ll just assume you¡¯re clearing the gutter in the yard. You¡¯re trying to hoodwink a fool; I¡¯m hanging up now,¡± Ye Tong laughed sweetly, and hung up the phone. Li Jia placed the phone back down to the side, her face immediately creased like a bitter melon, ¡°Fanzi, did you do that on purpose? I told you to go slower, and you did it like that. Now what if your sister-in-law becomes suspicious?¡± ¡°Wasn¡¯t I slow enough? I was almost in slow motion,¡± Yang Fan said with a laugh, ¡°I told you not to answer it, but you insisted. You can¡¯t blame this on me.¡± With a downhearted face, Li Jia said, ¡°But I was worried Sister-in-law might suddenly come over.¡± ¡°That¡¯s true. But if Sister-in-law gets suspicious, she¡¯ll probably suspect you¡¯re having morning exercise with Old Fu, not us. You just relax,¡± Yang Fan chuckled. He really hadn¡¯t considered that possibility. ¡°That¡¯s easy for you to say. What if she happens to run into Old Fu... Never mind, that probably wouldn¡¯t happen,¡± Li Jia vauguely said, the call from Ye Tong having unsettled her. ¡°Don¡¯t overthink it; nothing¡¯s going to happen,¡± Yang Fan reassured. ¡°There¡¯s no way my sister-in-law could have bumped into Old Fu today. With such heavy rain, she wouldn¡¯t even think of stepping out the door, let alone run into Old Fu.¡± All this paranoia had killed Li Jia¡¯s mood in an instant, turning her once flowing river into a parched creek, leaving Yang Fan dry and uncomfortable. The state of a woman¡¯s body is such an odd thing. With a shift in thought, a muddy river valley can instantly become a barren desert. Yang Fan¡¯s lower abdomen pressed against Li Jia¡¯s perky buttocks, his hand reaching around to grasp her full, sagging breasts, gently kneading them. After Li Jia lost her state, those previously perky tips had retracted, becoming soft and limp. ¡°Mmm...¡± As Yang Fan moved, Li Jia moaned softly. Just when Yang Fan thought she was about to get back into the mood, Li Jia suddenly turned around. ¡°Fanzi, I still feel uneasy in my heart. Maybe... we should just stop here for now, is that okay?¡± she asked. ¡°I don¡¯t think it¡¯s okay!¡± Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, then shook his head with a speechless expression. Li Jia¡¯s behavior had left him utterly baffled. There was nothing to panic about, so why was she acting like this? ¡°Fanzi, listen to me,¡± Li Jia said softly, ¡°Better safe than sorry. If this gets out to Old Fu, neither of us will have peace. There¡¯s no need for that, right?¡± ¡°How about this, let¡¯s not count this time, and I¡¯ll let you do it a couple more times in the future. You can even do it inside me. But we¡¯ll have to pick the right day, you know what I mean?¡± Yang Fan understood, but didn¡¯t really get it. This didn¡¯t seem like a big deal at all. ¡°Don¡¯t worry, my sister-in-law isn¡¯t a blabbermouth. Even if she really did run into Old Fu right now, she definitely wouldn¡¯t say anything. I can¡¯t be certain about other people, but I know my sister-in-law well,¡± Yang Fan said earnestly. Having to abort the mission twice would be too damaging to morale. Although Li Jia¡¯s conditions held some appeal, Yang Fan still wanted to take care of the present moment. ¡°But I¡¯m still nervous,¡± Li Jia said in a guilty, apprehensive manner. ¡°Sister-in-law, there¡¯s really nothing to worry about. What are you nervous about? Besides, you can¡¯t go on like this both times; it¡¯s worse than doing nothing at all!¡± Yang Fan muttered with some displeasure. In this state, indeed, it would be better not to have begun at all, at least to spare the discomfort. Upon hearing this, Li Jia glanced at Yang Fan¡¯s manhood, which was standing at attention, and asked, ¡°Can you finish in ten minutes?¡± Yang Fan shook his head; ten minutes was definitely impossible. ¡°At least twenty minutes.¡± ¡°Then... let¡¯s do it, and try to be as quick as possible. Later, I¡¯ll deliberately find some chores and call your sister-in-law over to help, to clear any suspicions,¡± Li Jia whispered. ¡°Fanzi, it¡¯s not that the sister-in-law is overcautious, but we really need to be careful with this.¡± ¡°Some other night, if Old Fu isn¡¯t at home, you come over. It¡¯ll be safe, and there won¡¯t be any issues. You can do whatever you want with me, and you can finish inside. Is that okay?¡± Chapter 79 - 79 79 Achievement of Purpose ?79: Chapter 79 Achievement of Purpose 79: Chapter 79 Achievement of Purpose Although they had agreed to continue, Li Jia¡¯s heart just wasn¡¯t in it, and she couldn¡¯t get into the right state of mind. Yang Fan felt as if he was trying to grind an iron rod into a needle on a whetstone, an utterly dry sensation that was far from pleasurable. In such a state, Yang Fan even thought about bowing out early, as it was quite lackluster. However, intent on making sure that they completed the deed properly this time, Yang Fan changed his approach, not thrusting deeply but instead prodding at the deep spot. He just wanted to make himself a bit more comfortable, but unexpectedly, this change greatly diminished the dryness, and there even seemed to be a hint of moisture appearing. This approach of not moving much but simply prodding seemed to stimulate Li Jia as well. In less than a dozen moves, she suddenly let out a couple of sensual moans, her buttocks restlessly squirming. Seeing her like this, Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but chuckle. So, to grind a needle from an iron rod, one must focus on the very tip first? ¡°Mmm... Mmm...¡± Amidst the muffled moans, the parched valley gradually overflowed with clear streams. Li Jia wriggled her perky buttocks, bumping left and right against Yang Fan¡¯s waist, her movements becoming increasingly intense. Yang Fan, seeing this, simply stopped and let Li Jia take over. She seemed to be better at finding that precise spot that brought her pleasure. ¡°Ah... Fanzi, why aren¡¯t you moving?¡± Li Jia moaned, suddenly asking in a coy voice. ¡°I¡¯m waiting for a flood,¡± Yang Fan said with a chuckle. ¡°You¡¯ve been so dry that I¡¯m almost grinding out sparks here.¡± Li Jia immediately felt embarrassed, ¡°Sorry, I was a bit distracted just now. How about now?¡± ¡°There¡¯s a sign of wetness,¡± Yang Fan said. ¡°But it¡¯s still not quite enough.¡± ¡°Then let me lie down and you do it. I get the feeling quicker when I can see your face,¡± Li Jia said. Yang Fan was taken aback; her statement sounded somewhat peculiar. ¡°Why do you get more feeling from looking at my face?¡± he asked curiously. Li Jia suddenly felt a bit shy. She bit her lip and said hesitantly, ¡°It¡¯s new, stimulating...¡± ¡°Looking at you lets me know that it¡¯s not just any man doing this to me but another man, and not just any man but my tall, handsome neighbor. Naturally, that sensation comes quicker.¡± Li Jia¡¯s words were truly stunning. Just moments ago, she was suspicious and cautious, and now she was blurting out such boldly erotic words. Was this a classic case of being secretly frolicsome? On the surface as prim as anyone, but deep down, she was definitely on the friskier side. It¡¯s just that she rarely showed this side of herself. ¡°Then lie down, let me do you while watching. It gives me more feeling too,¡± Yang Fan teased. Li Jia detached herself from Yang Fan¡¯s body, looked around, and suddenly asked, ¡°Shall we go to the room, or just make do here? These dry straws could actually make for a decent bed.¡± Yang Fan wanted to say, weren¡¯t you the one in a rush? Is there even time to fuss around in the room? But he wisely kept that remark to himself, so as not to dry up Li Jia¡¯s sensitivities once again. ¡°Let¡¯s just stay here; I think we can manage,¡± Yang Fan said. ¡°Then let¡¯s do it here.¡± Li Jia lifted her skirt and climbed onto the stacked bundles of hay. These were already bound straw bundles that, once stacked, were similar to a bed, only a bit dirtier. But Yang Fan didn¡¯t care; right now, he just wanted to have a complete go and plant it inside Li Jia. The failed attempts again and again really frustrated him. After Li Jia had climbed onto the haystack and lay down, Yang Fan then climbed up, pressing down heavily on Li Jia, first blocking her enticing red lips with his mouth before searching for the golden valley. ¡°Mmm... Ah...¡± As Yang Fan penetrated deeper, Li Jia¡¯s moans became more urgent. Seeing Yang Fan, she could indeed enter the mood more quickly. No sooner had his mouth plugged hers than the riverbed, initially showing just a trace of moisture, was now flood-filled, making squelching noises, which was quite miraculous. ¡°Ah... Ahhh... Ah...¡± Li Jia¡¯s moans grew more intense. Yang Fan¡¯s mouth traveled from Li Jiaxin¡¯s long neck, kissing down to her vigorously shaking full breasts, sucking and making a wet noise, also causing continuous popping sounds. Under this dual stimulation, Li Jia¡¯s emotions gradually reached the climax, and her throat completely opened up. This state really energized Yang Fan and was exceptionally pleasurable. Now this was like being properly done. Who knows how much time had passed, but it was definitely longer than twenty minutes. Yang Fan suddenly felt a numbing sensation throughout his body, and the strength there surged, under the push of instinct, he rapidly accelerated his movements, fiercely spurting in a few thrusts, then releasing a flood. ¡°Ah¡ª¡± Li Jia suddenly cried out, her hands gripping Yang Fan¡¯s arms tightly, the haze in her eyes stretching into bewitching silk, her face scrunched up into a bright red. ¡°Ah... I...¡± Li Jia seemed to want to say something, but her frantic panting made it difficult for her to speak. After panting heavily for a while, she finally caught her breath and said hurriedly, ¡°Fanzi, did you... did you finish inside?¡± Yang Fan nodded, ¡°Sister-in-law, you¡¯re so enticing, I couldn¡¯t hold back.¡± ¡°And you did it so much.¡± Li Jia suddenly felt conflicted again. ¡°I meant for you to do it inside another day, but this... it¡¯s done now, I¡¯ll take a pill later. Luckily, I have some at home. If I didn¡¯t, you would have really done me in today.¡± ¡°Sister-in-law, there¡¯s not much difference between today and another day, is there?¡± Yang Fan said. Li Jia, her face flushed, glanced at Yang Fan irritably and said, ¡°Don¡¯t you know that women have safe periods? During those few days, no matter how much you water, generally nothing will happen. Otherwise, why do you think I said we had to pick a day?¡± ¡°So that¡¯s how it is, I really didn¡¯t know that,¡± Yang Fan said with an embarrassed smile. ¡°It¡¯s okay, it¡¯s already done, and sister-in-law won¡¯t blame you. Did it make sister-in-law feel good?¡± Li Jia propped herself up with her hands and asked with a playful smile. ¡°Sister-in-law, from the way you ask, it was definitely blissful,¡± Yang Fan laughed, ¡°it¡¯s just a pity that it¡¯s one less time!¡± ¡°No worries, your sister-in-law keeps her word; I won¡¯t count this time against you,¡± Li Jia said cheerfully, glancing down towards her golden valley and then slightly furrowing her brow, ¡°Fanzi, do you have any tissues on you?¡± Yang Fan shook his head; he hardly ever carried that kind of thing. ¡°Alright then, help me scoop it out a bit, let it come out,¡± Li Jia said in an embarrassed whisper. Chapter 80 - 80 80 Excuses ?80: Chapter 80 Excuses 80: Chapter 80 Excuses Yang Fan had finally fulfilled his desire with Li Jia, and the heavy downpour outside had also subsided. ¡°Sister-in-law, since you¡¯re in a hurry, I¡¯ll head back first. Call me if you need anything.¡± As he pulled up his trousers, Yang Fan only then reminded Li Jia of this, and he was rather indifferent about the matter now. ¡°Fanzi, wait for me,¡± Li Jia said, her head down as she straightened her skirt. ¡°I¡¯ll come to your house with you.¡± ¡°Come to my house with me? Aren¡¯t you afraid my sister-in-law will misunderstand?¡± Yang Fan asked, somewhat surprised. She had insisted on finding a way to clear her name of suspicion, but now she wanted to go back with him. Li Jia¡¯s thought process was quite peculiar. However, Li Jia laughed and said, ¡°This is the principle of ¡®the brightest place is under the light.¡¯ Later, I¡¯ll bring some fresh flower cakes that I made myself and then say I happened to bump into you on the way back, and asked for your help. When the time comes, you can smooth things over for me, and we¡¯ll muddle through this affair.¡± ¡°Your sister-in-law suspects everyone but would definitely not suspect me. Knowing that we¡¯re together, she certainly won¡¯t overthink anything. Since your sister-in-law wants to talk to me, isn¡¯t it quite reasonable for me to go see her now?¡± Yang Fan: ... Is this reasonable? There were still loopholes, but maybe it would suffice to just fool Ye Tong; Yang Fan didn¡¯t delve deeper. ¡°This is indeed a good excuse.¡± He praised, a bit perfunctorily, and said, ¡°Then you tidy up the door, and we¡¯ll head over.¡± ¡°Wait for me, I need to wash up. It¡¯s all sticky down there from what you did, and it feels really uncomfortable,¡± Li Jia said shyly. Yang Fan couldn¡¯t help but laugh, feeling a small sense of achievement inside. ¡°Then I¡¯ll wait for you here.¡± Li Jia cast a quick, bashful glance at Yang Fan, then picked up the black umbrella standing at the entrance and entered the yard. Yang Fan glanced over the spot where they had just ¡®battled.¡¯ Everything else was pretty much perfect, but that particular place was not ideal¡ªtoo confining and uncomfortable. Next time, he would have to find a way to get to the bed, where it would be easier to switch positions and fully explore Li Jia, the intriguing neighbor. After about ten minutes or so, Li Jia finally came out of the yard. She had not only cleaned the ¡®golden valley,¡¯ but also changed her skirt. Handing over a pack of pastries to Yang Fan, the two of them shared an umbrella and walked past the lush green vegetable garden, reaching Yang Fan¡¯s house. Walking through the hall to the second courtyard, Yang Fan immediately saw his sister-in-law. She was sitting with Wei Juan in the corridor, packaging the tea leaves they had fried yesterday. The morning¡¯s worries seemed to have been suppressed by her, and her demeanor appeared no different from usual. But Yang Fan¡¯s heart inexplicably felt some discomfort. Letting something go verbally doesn¡¯t mean it¡¯s truly been let go. Ye Tong looked up when she heard footsteps and, after glancing over Yang¡¯s face, she smiled and asked Li Jia, ¡°Have you finished with your drainage issues?¡± ¡°Can you not make it sound so awkward? I was really working on the drainage,¡± Li Jia said, feigning irritation and with a touch of embarrassment. ¡°If I hadn¡¯t run into Fanzi by chance, I wouldn¡¯t have known what to do today.¡± She then spun the excuse she and Yang Fan had concocted together, and although her complexion seemed somewhat unnatural, her delivery was earnest, confident, and righteous, mimicking exactly how Yang Fan would defend his sister-in-law. Ye Tong looked surprised and gave Yang Fan an indifferent glance before saying, ¡°Fanzi, you¡¯ve been quite the Good Samaritan today!¡± ¡°When has your Fanzi ever been anything but helpful?¡± Li Jia said with a laugh. ¡°But... how did you guys run into each other so coincidentally? Did you see Fanzi come into the yard?¡± Ye Tong¡¯s eyebrows raised slightly as she asked softly. Li Jia was visibly startled. Yang Fan silently facepalmed; this was the part that he felt was unreasonable. He thought the sister-in-law wouldn¡¯t ask about it, but who would have thought she was not in the right mood today and would actually press the issue. ¡°Did you really have to poke so hard indoors with your plumbing? Didn¡¯t you unclog anything outside?¡± Li Jia abruptly retorted with annoyance, ¡°I was planning to call for you, but the rain was too heavy, and I didn¡¯t have the strength to do it alone. I left without my phone, but just then, Fanzi came back, so I asked him for help on the way.¡± Yang Fan silently nodded. This time, it was definitely reasonable. ¡°I see,¡± Ye Tong nodded, then clapped her hands and said to Yang Fan, ¡°Fanzi, come inside with me, I need to talk to you.¡± Yang Fan¡¯s expression grew tense; his sister-in-law seemed somewhat unapproachable today. ¡°Sister-in-law, please have a seat.¡± Giving Li Jia a look, Yang Fan followed Ye Tong into the room. After closing the door, Ye Tong stared solemnly at Yang Fan and asked, ¡°You guys weren¡¯t up to something just now, were you?¡± A resounding ¡°fuck¡± flashed through Yang Fan¡¯s mind¡ªcould his sister-in-law¡¯s nose be that of a dog¡¯s? He shook his head with conviction and said, ¡°Sister-in-law, you really can¡¯t joke about this. How could that be possible?¡± ¡°Good, there¡¯s nothing then,¡± Ye Tong nodded and continued, ¡°No matter how much you want women, don¡¯t mess with someone else¡¯s wife. It¡¯s immoral.¡± ¡°Sister-in-law, you shouldn¡¯t worry about these things concerning me,¡± Yang Fan said, scratching his nose and muttering. Ye Tong¡¯s long eyelashes trembled slightly as she looked down slightly, ¡°Am I meddling too much?¡± ¡°Not at all,¡± Yang Fan shook his head firmly. As for his attitude, it really wasn¡¯t all that great. ¡°Fanzi, tell me honestly, do you want a woman?¡± Ye Tong suddenly asked seriously. Yang Fan was speechless, ¡°Sister-in-law, what kind of question is that? It¡¯s like asking a beggar if he wants to eat. As a single man at this age, if I don¡¯t want a woman, and instead want a man, then there¡¯s probably something wrong.¡± Ye Tong gazed intently at Yang Fan and said solemnly, ¡°Speak properly, or I may really stop dealing with you in the future.¡± ¡°I... how have I not spoken properly? You¡¯re accusing me again,¡± Yang Fan grumbled. Ye Tong sidelong glanced at Yang Fan before saying, ¡°If you really want one, I can ask Little Mother to help you.¡± Yang Fan¡¯s expression changed drastically, and his eyes sharpened, ¡°Sister-in-law, that¡¯s really going too far. If you think my thoughts about you are superfluous, I can stop, but don¡¯t give me these lousy ideas. If you think I¡¯m unnecessary, asking Little Mother to help would be even more absurd. I¡¯m not that desperate.¡± ¡°No, Little Mother¡¯s situation is different from what you understand; that name is even more optional,¡± Ye Tong explained. Yang Fan firmly interrupted Ye Tong, ¡°Sister-in-law, I haven¡¯t reached a point where I can¡¯t live without a woman!¡±