"Alright, I understand, Aunt!"
"Aunt, are you not working today?"
"Of course I have to work, but it’s still early now. We can go out for a stroll."
"Then you can drop off at the office."
"Alright, I got it, Aunt."
Li Zhiyan felt incredibly excited—having alone ti with Aunt Shen was truly rare.
All of this was thanks to Aunt Lai, that tipsy troublemaker. While Aunt Rong was being supervised by her, it ended in failure since Aunt Lai couldn’t get up in the morning!
Now history was repeating itself again. Aunt seed so adorably helpless.
Li Zhiyan parked his car and drove the rcedes to pick up Aunt Shen.
While the rcedes E-Class no longer attracted much attention and wasn’t considered a luxury car in Shanghai, it was still relatively decent.
On the road, he received a few envious gazes—after all, most people were still like him before, working every day rely for the basics of life.
Outside the residential complex, Li Zhiyan imdiately spotted Aunt Shen’s pair of long, nylon-clad legs. At 190cm in heels, Aunt Shen stood out like a crane among chickens.
"Aunt!"
Li Zhiyan parked the car and happily walked up, embracing Aunt Shen tightly, feeling on the verge of suffocation.
Li Zhiyan wrapped his arms around Aunt Shen’s waist.
"Gosh, isn’t it sweltering? And you’re still clinging to the mont you arrive."
"Aunt, you’re my official girlfriend. If I don’t hug you, who else would I hug?"
"I just love hugging you, Aunt."
Breathing in Aunt Shen’s fragrance completely, Li Zhiyan truly felt overwhelming joy!
"Alright, let’s get in the car. If others see us, it might look strange."
"Don’t worry, Aunt."
"Relax, even if they see us, they’ll only think we’re mother and son. Isn’t it perfectly normal for a mother and son to hug?"
Shen Hongi responded with an affirmative hum, as Li Zhiyan’s logic made sense—after all, the age gap between them was over two decades.
"Let’s go, Aunt."
Holding Shen Hongi’s hand, they walked to the car, and she naturally sat in the passenger seat.
"Listen, this passenger seat is exclusively for , you understand? Not your Aunt Lai, nor your Aunt Rong can sit here."
All the aunts seed to have the sa mindset, and Li Zhiyan imdiately nodded.
"I understand, Aunt. You’re my girlfriend. This passenger seat is obviously reserved for you."
"Plus, this car was a gift from you. I wouldn’t let anyone else sit in the passenger seat."
Li Zhiyan’s response filled Shen Hongi with emotional satisfaction, making her heart feel incredibly content.
It reassured her that all she had done for Xiao Yan had been worthwhile.
"Aunt, stretch your legs out onto the central console—I want to take a look."
Li Zhiyan rembered the first ti he confessed his feelings to Shen Hongi. During their heartfelt conversation, she had placed her long legs on the central console.
"Why do you want to stretch my legs out?"
"I just want to admire your legs, Aunt. Please, let take a look."
Feeling a bit impatient, Li Zhiyan urged.
"Alright, but I’ll need to adjust the seat back a bit."
Shen Hongi knew Li Zhiyan wanted to appreciate her beautiful legs. After adjusting her chair backward slightly,
Shen Hongi’s shapely, curvy nylon-clad legs appeared in front of Li Zhiyan.
Without hesitation, he placed his hands gently on her legs, caressing them fondly.
Then, he kissed Shen Hongi’s thigh lightly.
"What are you doing, silly? Every ti you always go after Aunt’s legs and won’t stop touching them."
"Aunt, I just love your legs. They are so long—I’ve never seen anything like them before."
"Your legs, Aunt, are the most beautiful treasures in the world."
Saying this, Li Zhiyan pulled Aunt Shen’s left leg closer, pressing his face against her nylon-clad thigh with a blissfully obsessed expression that left Shen Hongi both amused and exasperated.
Yesterday at the office, as Li Zhiyan was reviewing translations, he kept holding onto and stroking her leg the entire ti.
"Alright, silly, stop touching. In the future, if you and Aunt are together—before you find an appropriate girl your own age,
Aunt’s legs will be at your disposal."
"Let’s go out for a walk."
"Alright!"
Li Zhiyan let go of Aunt Shen’s beautiful legs and started driving again.
Even on the road, Li Zhiyan’s hand casually rested on Aunt Shen’s nylon-covered leg—he simply couldn’t get enough of them.
While foreign models may have extraordinarily long legs,
They still fell a little short compared to Shen Hongi’s stunning legs. The five-centiter height difference between the two lay almost entirely in their legs.
"Xiao Yan, focus on driving."
Shen Hongi picked up Li Zhiyan’s hand while glancing outside the window, enjoying the scenery.
Feeling the warmth of these intimate monts with Li Zhiyan brought her imnse joy. Actually, what He Yanrong said was entirely correct:
As long as she treated this relationship like a normal romance and didn’t cling to the idea of being together forever—until Li Zhiyan found a suitable peer as his partner—it could still be a deeply fulfilling experience.
All she needed to do was compensate Xiao Yan more, give him sufficient pocket money—that would be enough.
After arriving at a secluded street, Li Zhiyan found an inconspicuous spot to park the car.
Gazing at the deep, snowy cleavage visible from the passenger seat, Li Zhiyan couldn’t resist the surge of heat in his eyes.
Shen Hongi naturally sensed Li Zhiyan’s emotions crystal clearly.
She knew exactly what was on his mind.
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