Happy Little Farmer
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.”