Happy Little Farmer

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...