"Aunt, I've missed you."
Li Zhiyan spoke into Zhao Shumin's earlobe as he hugged her tightly.
"It hasn't even been a week, Xiao Yan."
Kissing is always the best way to relieve stress, and after getting intimate with Li Zhiyan, Zhao Shumin's heart forgot all its sorrows.
Her body succumbed to the control of hormones.
Feeling Aunt Zhao's bosom and hearing her insincere voice, Li Zhiyan knew full well that Aunt Zhao was moved.
"Aunt, let's not wait a week, please? I really miss you."
"Aunt, I'm begging you."
As he wrapped his arms around Aunt Zhao's waist, Li Zhiyan gazed into the abyss-like cleavage and spoke.
"No, Xiao Yan."
"Aunt, if you don't agree, I won't let go."
"You naughty boy, playing hardball with your aunt."
"Aunt, you're helping me out too."
"Alright, just this once, let's go home."
"Aunt, I honestly can't wait till we get home; you're too beautiful."
"Xiao Yan, we need to go home."
Zhao Shumin thought of the things in the corner and felt a bit panicky.
