Holding Aunt Rong, he placed her gently on the carpet.
He Yanrong softly parted her lips.
"Baby, I want you to kiss me..."
Li Zhiyan didn't hold back his desires either. After kissing her deeply, one of his hands indulged in feeling the touch of her silky black-stockinged legs.
"Auntie, I'm thirsty again."
"You child, baby."
He Yanrong tightly held Li Zhiyan's head.
"Baby, go to the sofa and bring Auntie's bag."
…
Much later, He Yanrong leaned against Li Zhiyan's shoulder, gazing at the distant sea view.
Although the night's darkness obscured the details, the sight was still quite spectacular.
"Aunt Rong, the view in the morning should be even more beautiful, right?"
On He Yanrong's captivating face, a fresh blush appeared as she murmured her agreement.
"Let's take another look in the morning."
"You don't have work tomorrow anyway."
"By the way, baby, Auntie needs to take a shower first."
