Happy Little Farmer
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.