Lai Feifei held Li Zhiyan tightly, feeling the burning warmth radiating from his body.
And the 25% intense, sincere feelings he had for her.
Lai Feifei felt as though she was on the verge of melting.
"Zaizai, go back to Aunt's room."
"Your Aunt Rong could come back at any moment."
Lai Feifei kissed Li Zhiyan's earlobe and whispered softly. Honestly, her heart was still very nervous. She was extremely worried that He Yanrong might discover that she and Xiao Yan had already done everything.
"Okay…"
Holding Aunt Zaizai, feeling the sensation of her delicate, soft warmth wrapped around him, Li Zhiyan felt his blood boiling and his pulse racing.
"Little Zaizai, hurry up!"
Her exquisitely shaped legs wrapped in black stockings clung to Li Zhiyan's waist, as Lai Feifei urged him to go upstairs. They headed for Aunt Zaizai's room.
Once inside, Lai Feifei shut the door and said, "Zaizai, wait."
"I'll lock the door."
