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During this time, almost the entire city was already in deep sleep, He Li's house was naturally no exception. He Li and Wang Xiaomei who were in the middle of the other two rooms had long since fallen asleep, He Li quietly walked in from outside.

Of course, she hadn't forgotten to close the door tightly and lock it behind her when she walked in.

Zhang Zijun quietly sat up, spread out his arms, made a gesture of hugging, and anxiously said: "Auntie He Li, you're finally here, I've already missed you to death."

He Li took off her underpants and sat beside Zhang Zijun, laughing: "Why, it's only been a few hours and you're already thinking it's like this?"

Zhang Zijun nodded, and said: "Yes, Aunt He Li, I missed you so much."

"So, tell me, where did you get the idea? Did the higher ups think about it, or did the lower ups think about it? "

"Auntie He Li …"

"Zijun, don't play dumb with me, I want to hear the truth."

"Up and down."

"Hehe, that's more like it."

After He Li finished speaking, she gently nestled into's arms.

As long as they got together, they would naturally try their best to burn down the place as quickly as possible. For the two of them, it was very likely that they would not even need to do any foreplay. As long as they felt it, they would naturally be able to completely burn the other party into ashes.

Zhang Zijun realized that the current He Li was sexy and beautiful. He had taken advantage of the fact that Wang Xiaomei was fast asleep to quietly walk out of the room and into the bathroom to change into a set of flesh-colored undergarments.

This set of undergarments was completely different from the black underwear that he had worn yesterday. This set of underclothes made her white and tender skin extremely sexy and because it was also the color of her skin, when Zhang Zijun suddenly looked at it once, he couldn't help but see an illusion. This illusion made him think that He Li's aunt wasn't wearing any underclothes at all.

Zhang Zijun's hands rested on He Li's stomach, and his hands gently kneaded her stomach. What was different from the past two days, was that He Li didn't seem to have any interest tonight at all.

Zhang Zijun asked her: "Aunt He Li, what's wrong?"

He Li shook her head and said softly, "I'm not interested today, let's go to sleep."

As she said that, she pulled back the blanket and lied down on top of it. This look was extremely seductive and tempting, to Zhang Zijun, it was like a piece of treasure that calmly laid on his bed.

"You should also lie down. Lie in Auntie's embrace. Auntie will hug you to sleep." He Li smiled at him indifferently.

Zhang Zijun crawled into the blanket and gently nestled his head into He Li's embrace.

The two of them remained silent. Zhang Zijun recalled what her mother Wang Xiaomei had said in the afternoon and during dinner time. Wang Xiaomei wanted him to go to the provincial capital to attend university and wanted him to get a girlfriend as soon as possible.

Regardless of which of these two things it was, it was fatal for him and Aunt He Li.

He Li hugged Zhang Zijun tightly in his embrace, not saying a word. After a long while, her beautiful white arms reached out from under the blanket, took out the cigarette that he left on the windowsill yesterday before he woke up, and lit it up with a female cigarette he pulled out from his mouth.

In the instant that the lighter lit up, Zhang Zijun saw He Li's beautiful face. That mature and sexy expression made it seem like the blood in his body had warmed up once again.

He Li was smoking her cigarette, her eyes staring at the pure white wall in a daze. In the middle of the bed, Zhang Zijun's feet rested on He Li's beautiful feet.

Seeing that He Li did not dodge, the range of her movement grew larger. Although she could not see anything in the darkness in front of him, Zhang Zijun could still feel the warmth of He Li who was lying beside him, as well as her soft and tender feet that seemed to have no bones. He rubbed them with all his might using his feet, the more she rubbed against them, the more her guts grew.

After a long while, Zhang Zijun suddenly realized that He Li's legs were moving, and immediately after, He Li became passive again. After being passive for a long time, she started to pander to him.

Zhang Zijun caressed He Li's feet like this, and in a short while, half an hour had passed. Following the acceleration of He Li's breathing, He Li completely took the initiative and held the side of her hand.

The anxious monkeys caused Zhang Zijun to clearly feel Auntie He Li's meticulous and gentle caress.

As He Li's breathing became more hurried, Zhang Zijun could not help but turn to look at her, only to see that she was lying on his pillow, facing Zhang Zijun. His beautiful eyes were closed, and his white teeth were lightly biting his lips, her entire body moving up and down as he played with it.

After a long time, the two of them gradually got tired. Only then did He Li completely stop.

Zhang Zijun called her a few times, but she did not answer him. He thought that He Li was already tired, so he turned around and prepared to go to sleep.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, the sound of He Li flipping over and sitting up came from behind him.

"Zijun, tell me honestly, do you love me?" He Li suddenly asked.

Zhang Zijun was startled, he immediately turned and looked at her, and anxiously said: "Auntie He Li, I love you, of course I love you."

"Zijun, since you love me so much, I want to ask you about your thoughts. Your mother wants to take you to college in the provincial capital and find you a girlfriend. "You know about my relationship with your mother. From your mother's perspective, I'm your aunt, so I have no way of talking to your mother about this."

"Aunt He Li, I know, I know."

"Heh heh, you know? Tell me, then, whether you listen to your mother or not. "Anyway, you have to think about this matter yourself. I have no idea what to do right now, because if you listen to your mother, then the two of us will basically separate."

After He Li finished speaking, she took out two cigarettes, placed one at Zhang Zijun's mouth, and lit it for him.

After all, one side was the woman he loved, and the other side was his mother.

If you listen to your own mother, then it means you don't love your own woman.

If you listen to your own woman, then you are not filial.

Being stuck in a dilemma probably referred to this.