After Lai Feifei spoke, Li Zhiyan pulled the car over.
"Zaizai, let’s test if the back seat is spacious."
"Mm..."
The weather was still scorching hot, and combined with the remote location, it truly felt deserted.
After moving to the back seat, Lai Feifei couldn’t wait to embrace Li Zhiyan, then draped one of her silky black-stockinged legs over his.
"Zaizai, touch Auntie’s leg!"
As soon as Li Zhiyan placed his hand on her leg, she leaned closer to him willingly.
"Zaizai, do you think Auntie’s stockings look good?"
"Yes, Auntie..."
Li Zhiyan’s palm fully covered Auntie’s smooth, stockinged leg. He couldn’t tear himself away; earlier in the morning, he’d ntioned that he preferred black stockings, and Auntie had changed accordingly.
"Auntie..."
Feeling unbearably heated, Li Zhiyan gazed at Lai Feifei’s close, inviting red lips, completely unable to control himself. With one hand stroking Auntie’s elegant leg,
the other arm wrapped around Auntie’s slender waist, and Li Zhiyan pressed his lips to hers.
Auntie responded gently, murmuring indistinctly, "Zaizai... Auntie’s darling Zaizai..."
Lai Feifei tightened her embrace around Li Zhiyan, the two engaged in a fervent kiss. However, the kiss didn’t last too long.
Feifei knew her ti was limited.
After separating from Li Zhiyan, Lai Feifei stretched out her black-stockinged leg onto the saddle.
"Zaizai, is Auntie’s leg long?"
Talking about her leg length, Lai Feifei felt a twinge of bitterness. Her body proportions were indeed exceptionally perfect.
But alas, her two good friends were taller than her, especially Shen Hongi, with a towering height of 183! When it ca to leg length, Feifei truly had no advantage.
However, thinking about Jin Muxue’s re height of 150, she felt sowhat balanced.
"Long. Auntie’s legs are truly beautiful."
Li Zhiyan’s hand wandered over Auntie’s stockinged legs. The smooth sensation made him feel even hotter.
"Zaizai, Auntie’s high heels can touch the car roof!"
As she said so, Lai Feifei grabbed her stockinged leg and extended it upward toward the roof.
Sure enough, Auntie’s high heels perfectly touched the car roof.
Lai Feifei’s gaze toward Li Zhiyan grew intensely heated.
"Auntie..."
"Ti is running out."
Feifei pulled out her bag and started rummaging through it.
"Auntie’s precious Zaizai..."
...
About twenty minutes later, Li Zhiyan drove back to Lai Feifei’s house.
At this point, a faint blush still lingered on Lai Feifei’s charming face, though it was barely noticeable.
Seeing Li Zhiyan and Lai Feifei return, He Yanrong breathed a sigh of relief.
It seed she’d worried for nothing—young people being addicted to driving was perfectly normal.
"Zaizai, go to work. Auntie won’t keep you tonight."
Having seized the fleeting monts with Li Zhiyan to nurture two hundred days’ worth of affection, Lai Feifei felt deeply satisfied. She secretly hoped that tonight Liu Xiaoxiao would take He Yanrong away.
"Lai Feifei, you’d better behave yourself and not think of doing anything excessive with my baby!"
"Zaizai is pure as jade. What could I possibly do with him? Co on, accompany for a couple more drinks!"
...
In the afternoon, Li Zhiyan drove his new car around for quite a while, until it was close to the end of work hours.
Only then did he drive back to the office.
Returning to his desk, Li Zhiyan saw Jin ngyu, Liu Yichen, and Liu Jinxin sitting around his workstation eating sunflower seeds.
A typical "nothing better to do" sort of attitude.
When they saw Li Zhiyan walk over, Jin ngyu felt confident that he could easily manipulate him.
He’d heard from Liu Yichen about how his mother effortlessly managed to subdue Li Zhiyan, forcing him into compliance without breaking a sweat.
Having consulted Catherine, Jin ngyu figured that Li Zhiyan might now be scared of him. The less Li Zhiyan took him seriously, the more Jin ngyu wanted to bully him.
"Li Zhiyan, co sweep the floor and take out the trash."
"Get lost, you moron."
Li Zhiyan naturally wouldn’t show Jin ngyu any courtesy. For a mont, the trio fell silent again, feeling a bit intimidated by how close they were to him—afraid he might start throwing punches.
Even though they could retaliate later, an imdiate beating wouldn’t be sothing they could avoid.
"Li Zhiyan, the CEO wants you in his office."
Catherine’s secretary’s arrival broke the awkward tension. Without paying attention to the trio, Li Zhiyan walked toward Catherine’s office.
In fact, he hoped the three would make the first move. That way, he’d have a legitimate excuse to give them a proper beating.
Entering Catherine’s office, Li Zhiyan saw Catherine and Evelyn sitting together on the couch, waiting for him.
A blonde bombshell and a mixed-race mature beauty—both won were in their early forties, an age Li Zhiyan found absolutely captivating.
Just as his earlier heat had cooled down from being with Auntie, it reignited again.
"Li Zhiyan, co over here and massage my feet."
As Evelyn spoke, she stretched out her stockinged leg, placing it straight on the coffee table. Glancing at her sleek, well-proportioned stockinged legs, Li Zhiyan couldn’t help but swallow hard.
"Li Zhiyan, co over here and massage my feet."
Catherine chid in as well.
Seated between the two won, Li Zhiyan found Catherine quickly resting her stockinged leg on his lap.
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