"Li Zhiyan..."
Li Jinfeng pushed Li Zhiyan away, a sense of humiliation surging within her again, yet that thrilling feeling was spreading alongside it.
She was becoming more and more enamored with this kind of feeling.
"I'm here to warn you!"
"Aunt Jin, don't deceive yourself."
"You could have warned me over the phone."
"Why wait for me outside Brotherhood Internet Cafe in person?"
"With your skirt so short."
"You must have come to seduce me on purpose."
Li Jinfeng bowed her head, feeling the warmth of Li Zhiyan's body on her legs; at this moment, she didn't dare look up at Li Zhiyan.
"Nonsense..."
"I... I did not."
Li Jinfeng, usually so assertive, appeared extremely flustered at this moment.
In front of Li Zhiyan, she always felt unable to calm herself.
"Aunt Jin."
Li Zhiyan was in no hurry to kiss Li Jinfeng; he rather enjoyed the feeling of breaking down her psychological defenses like this.
"Not only did you wear a short skirt, but you also wore stockings."
