"By the way, Zhao Zhihao didn't hit you, right?"
"That father and son are truly beasts."
Li Zhiyan couldn't help but curse.
"No, Xiao Yan, don't worry about Auntie."
"Alright, let's head back for now."
After reaching home, Li Zhiyan parted ways with He Tingting, watching Li Zhiyan's figure walking away.
He Tingting couldn't help but recall the scene of Li Zhiyan and Zhao Shumin kissing.
Her heart was suddenly overwhelmed by an indescribable heat.
...
After opening the door and returning home, Zhao Shumin quickly came out to greet him. She was surprised to see Li Zhiyan back so early today.
"Xiao Yan."
"Back so early today."
"Yeah, Aunt Zhao, I wasn't too busy with work today."
With that, Li Zhiyan walked straight up to Zhao Shumin and tightly embraced her.
Feeling Aunt Zhao's graceful figure, Li Zhiyan gazed at her endless ivory cleavage and enticing red lips, unable to control himself as he pressed his lips against hers.
