"You, you're always fond of bothering Aunt."
Li Zhiyan praised, "Aunt Yin, who can help it when you're so beautiful? Every time I see you, I can't help but want to hug you and kiss you."
Saying that, Li Zhiyan held Yin Xueyang even tighter.
"After a while, maybe you can bother me less."
"The safety of the child comes first."
"By the way, you little beast."
"You must have something you want to discuss with Aunt Yue."
"Yes."
Li Zhiyan stroked Yin Xueyang's black hair and said, "Aunt Yin, you know about my biological mother's son, don't you?"
Yin Xueyang was aware of Li Zhiyan's matters.
She had even comforted Li Zhiyan in the past.
"He came to Wancheng?"
Yin Xueyang knew in her heart that Li Zhiyan was always deeply worried that the person would take away his mother's love.
She knew Li Zhiyan was always a very filial child.
He always cared deeply for his mother, embodying the image of a truly good son.
"Yes..."
