CHAPTER 285: AUNT LAI ALWAYS REMEMBERS TO BRING 119 FORGETFUL CALF MILK ✩✩✩✩✩

"Baby, your Aunt Lai is coming."

"We’re doing this secretly, we can’t be found out."

"Mmm..."

Even though she said they couldn’t be discovered, He Yanrong knew very well that Lai Feifei could come over at any time.

But she still passionately kissed Li Zhiyan, wholeheartedly enjoying the time she shared with him. Right now, she felt completely detached from being Aunt Rong.

"Aunt Rong, do you still have that thing in your bag?"

"Baby, you’re insane."

"Your Aunt Lai is coming soon."

"Aunt, I can’t live without you. Every night, I think about you, about being close to you."

"I want to hold you and sleep with you."

Li Zhiyan tightly embraced He Yanrong, making her eyes well up with tears.

"Baby, we’ll find another chance, okay?"

"This situation is too dangerous right now."

"Aunt, I miss you so much..."

"Alright, I’ll go see what your Aunt Lai is doing."

He Yanrong’s heart had already succumbed to her romantic impulses, though she knew that Li Zhiyan wasn’t hers to keep anymore.

She was trying hard to control herself. Soon after, He Yanrong went to her room.

A short while later, she returned, trembling slightly as she said, "Your Aunt Lai’s makeup smudged just now, so she’s fixing it. She takes a long time for her makeup."

"We have about ten minutes."

Hearing they only had ten minutes, Li Zhiyan felt a bit dissatisfied.

"Aunt Rong, this is too rushed."

"No choice, baby. There’s no other way. This is just what we’ve got to do."

"You’ll have to rely on yourself now."

"Mm... Aunt."

Li Zhiyan scooped Aunt Rong into his arms and carried her toward the massage bed.

He gently laid her down and gazed at her enchanting, fairy-like mature face. Sitting next to her, he couldn’t help but admire her beauty.

"Aunt, you’re so gorgeous. Every time I see you, you captivate me to the point of madness."

He Yanrong pulled something out of her bag and helped Li Zhiyan tear open the packaging.

"Baby, you’re going to drive Aunt crazy."

"Aunt, I’m hungry again."

"How are you hungry so fast?"

Pulling Li Zhiyan closer, He Yanrong let him sit down on her shapely legs.

Li Zhiyan then gently placed his hands on either side of He Yanrong, admiring her skin’s radiant whiteness and her voluptuous figure.

Her seductive, almond-shaped eyes held a warm tenderness reminiscent of spring waters, almost melting Li Zhiyan’s resolve.

This feeling was truly amazing.

"Aunt Rong..."

Lowering his head, Li Zhiyan kissed He Yanrong once again.

"Baby, we only have ten minutes."

He Yanrong softly reminded Li Zhiyan in his ear, her warm breath igniting a flurry of heat within him.

With his hands on Aunt Rong’s silky black-stockinged legs, Li Zhiyan murmured, "Aunt, your legs are so beautiful."

"Aunt’s legs are always yours alone."

"Every part of Aunt belongs solely to you, baby."

"Forever yours."

"Baby... Aunt’s precious one."

While kissing Li Zhiyan, He Yanrong’s delicate hands gently rested on his back.

...

Ten minutes later, Lai Feifei pushed open the door.

Perhaps because of the sweltering heat, He Yanrong’s pretty face was flushed with a sultry, radiant redness.

This blush accentuated her feminine charm to its peak.

"You little hussy, why is your face so red?"

"You didn’t just kiss my Zaizai, did you!"

"Shameless! Have you forgotten your role now?"

Lai Feifei, with her exquisitely applied makeup, looked especially stunning.

"No, just now Xiao Yan was consoling me. I felt a little scared."

He Yanrong explained. Indeed, what she and Li Zhiyan were doing had to remain hidden and sneaky.

"Let me check!"

The suspicious Lai Feifei walked over to the trash can, attempting to search for any evidence.

Seeing Lai Feifei’s serious demeanor, He Yanrong clung tightly to her bag.

Her bag was truly in danger of being sacrificed.

"Feifei, don’t overthink it. You should be keeping an eye on Shen Hongmei instead."

"True."

Lai Feifei replied drunkenly, realizing she might have been targeting the wrong person.

Then, she pulled two cans of Wangzai milk from her bag.

"Zaizai, Aunt bought you Wangzai milk!"

Looking at the slightly tipsy yet glamorous face of Lai Feifei, Li Zhiyan felt an awkward pang within him. Even after buying Wangzai milk once, Aunt Lai still remembered it vividly.

Her bag always seemed to contain two cans of Wangzai milk.

"Zaizai, let Aunt hug you."

Saying this, Lai Feifei took advantage of He Yanrong’s inattentiveness to embrace Li Zhiyan and, standing on her tiptoes, kissed him on the lips.

The moist and heated sensation overwhelmed Li Zhiyan, sending his heart into chaotic hesitation!