"Zaizai..."
Lai Feifei mumbled Li Zhiyan's name; their kiss this time was extremely gentle.
Lai Feifei held Li Zhiyan tightly, as if trying to melt him away.
...
Twenty minutes later, Li Zhiyan got up and looked at Lai Feifei, whose face was flushed. He knew Aunt Lai was truly exhausted.
"Aunt, let me make you some food."
"Forget it, Aunt doesn't want to eat. I'll just drink a bottle of Wangzai and have a good sleep."
"By the way, take the trash out."
Li Zhiyan nodded, packed up the tissues in the trash can, and just then, a call from He Yanrong came in.
This really startled Lai Feifei.
"Hello, Rongrong."
"Feifei, what are you doing, open the door."
"I was just planning to sleep."
"Come down and open the door quickly."
Lai Feifei also wanted to go down to open the door, but unfortunately, she had no strength left and walking was extremely inconvenient.
After thinking for a bit, Lai Feifei said, "I'll let Xiaoyan get the door for you, he was just about to leave."
