After saving milfs, they all want to own me-Chapter 503 - 171: A Rainy Night with Aunt Lai – Would You Choose Aunt Shen or Me?
"Ooh, Zaizai, wait a moment..."
Lai Feifei wasn’t quite ready when Li Zhiyan pushed a wine bottle against her lips, catching Aunt a bit off guard.
But soon, the sweet, sharp taste of the wine completely awakened Lai Feifei’s craving!
As a genuine alcohol enthusiast, Lai Feifei has long been obsessed with alcohol; otherwise, she wouldn’t appear drunk every day.
Once the alcohol touched her lips, Lai Feifei began gulping down large mouthfuls.
"Xiao Yan, order a couple more bottles for Aunt, it’s not enough."
Lai Feifei’s craving for wine fully surfaced, and she felt she should indeed drink more.
Being sober made her feel too awkward, so it was better to drink more, that way it wouldn’t be awkward.
Li Zhiyan, seeing Aunt’s craving for wine, quickly scanned the QR code to order and added four more bottles to let Aunt drink her fill.
Outside, the raindrops kept hitting the green tiles, making Li Zhiyan feel particularly pleased inside.
Soon, the waiter brought four more bottles of wine, and Li Zhiyan, holding them between his fingers, came to Aunt’s side.
At this moment, Aunt’s pretty face had taken on a beautiful blush, causing Li Zhiyan to swallow hard. Aunt, looking so strikingly attractive, was truly a sight to behold.
"Zaizai, sit over here with Aunt."
Upon Li Zhiyan’s return, Lai Feifei said coquettishly from her chair, making Li Zhiyan feel increasingly heated; the alcohol enthusiast, Aunt, returned.
Once seated beside Aunt, Lai Feifei kicked off her disposable slippers and placed her alluring leg wrapped in black silk on Li Zhiyan’s lap.
"Zaizai, quickly touch Aunt’s leg."
Lai Feifei’s sweet voice made Li Zhiyan feel even more flustered, as he felt the warm sensation of Aunt’s leg against his own.
Li Zhiyan placed his hand on the silky black fabric, slowly stroking it, while Lai Feifei took a few more sips of wine.
She offered the remaining half a bottle to Li Zhiyan.
"Little Zaizai, open your mouth!"
Li Zhiyan opened his mouth, and Lai Feifei promptly began pouring wine for him. After a few more gulps, she glanced at Li Zhiyan’s profile and said, "Zaizai, Aunt will feed you."
Lai Feifei spoke seductively, then held a few sips of wine in her mouth and kissed Li Zhiyan.
Feeling Aunt’s passionate kiss, Li Zhiyan drank mouthfuls of the wine passed over by her, then the two of them began kissing fervently.
Ten minutes later, the long kiss finally ended.
"Zaizai, Aunt’s stockings are almost pilling from your touch."
"Let’s eat first!"
Lai Feifei said cheerfully, opening the remaining wine with the corkscrew, and she and Li Zhiyan started to enjoy their midnight snack together.
At this point, Lai Feifei was indeed hungry, having traveled from Shanghai to Wuzhen was quite exhausting, making one particularly prone to hunger.
...
In the city center at the Tang Palace, in an incredibly luxurious bedroom, there were no traces of anyone else having lived there.
The demoness Shen Nianyao had already divorced her husband, who was typically very busy, mostly moving around in Yan City.
After many years of marriage, neither side held much interest for the other. However, even in her forties, Shen Nianyao felt very lonely at times.
In public, Shen Nianyao consistently presented herself as a dignified and noble Shanghai socialite.
But in the depth of night, she too felt intensely lonely.
She recalled that she and her ex-husband hadn’t been together for over a decade; they rarely met, so she had become accustomed to it.
But tonight, Shen Nianyao felt as if a fiery sensation burned within her heart.
She longed to rest, but in the struggle between emotion and reason, Shen Nianyao exerted her formidable willpower and restrained herself.
Though under the covers, her alluring face alone was enough to excite anyone.
Even lying there, her bust was prominent, creating a noticeable arc under the blanket.
Her breathing started to quicken; it took some time before Shen Nianyao calmed down, maintaining abstinence for over a decade thanks to her strong will.
As a true genteel lady, her strict upbringing prevented her from acting out.
"Why doesn’t Xiao Yan want to be my son?"
Shen Nianyao sighed softly, slowly drifting off to sleep.
Meanwhile, Jin Muxue also tossed and turned, lying in her bedroom, looking at her snow-white and slender legs.
Her mind repeatedly recalled Li Zhiyan’s rescue by the river.
"That damn Li Zhiyan, how is he so strong!"
No matter how she thought about it, Jin Muxue couldn’t figure out what happened. He was a professional boxer, six-foot-three and built like a tank.
Yet Li Zhiyan was just an ordinary person, seemingly like a chickling in his presence. She had specifically instructed not to injure Li Zhiyan seriously, just to slap his face.
Pondering this, the academic beauty’s eyes were filled with confusion. Could it be that Li Zhiyan knows martial arts?
Then, Jin Muxue’s mind returned to the memory of her long and frenzied kiss with Li Zhiyan, which had thoroughly drawn out her years of suppressed loneliness.
