When I was with Aunt Rong, honestly, no matter the place or time, most of the time was spent kissing.
On the seventh night of freedom, it was even more nonstop.
"Aunt!"
Li Zhiyan stepped forward to greet the aunts, and Lai Feifei darted out first, giving Li Zhiyan a hug.
Then she kissed him on the cheek.
Ever since Li Zhiyan dated these two flirty women one after the other, Lai Feifei felt it was becoming increasingly inconvenient to kiss her Zaizai!
So she had to seize every opportunity.
The smell of red wine lingering on Aunt Lai's lips made Li Zhiyan realize she was drunk! But that's just Aunt Lai being herself.
"Zaizai, Aunt got you some Forget-Me-Not milk!"
Lai Feifei cheerfully exclaimed, taking out two bottles of Wong Lo Kat milk from her bag worth tens of thousands.
Seeing Aunt Lai's bag barely stuffed with anything, yet filled with milk as if fearing he'd go hungry, warmed Li Zhiyan's heart deeply.
"Alright, you crazy woman, let's go."
