At the moment, Aunt Zhao was wearing a spaghetti strap nightgown, which accentuated her figure to the extreme.
The way Aunt Zhao, who was drunk, staggered as she walked was even more alluring, making it impossible for Li Zhiyan to take his eyes off her.
"Aunt Zhao, come here, I want to kiss."
After Zhao Shumin entered the room, the first thing she did was turn off the lights. Being admired by Li Zhiyan under the light was always a very embarrassing thing for Zhao Shumin.
"Xiao Yan, go take a shower first, and remember to use body wash, otherwise it doesn't count as having bathed."
Li Zhiyan, although puzzled as to why in a woman's eyes not using body wash equates to not bathing at all.
But apparently, all aunts are like this.
After taking a shower, Li Zhiyan eagerly burrowed into the quilt, and the first thing he did when he got in was to hug Zhao Shumin's smooth, black silk-clad legs.
"Aunt, your legs are so smooth."
