"Auntie Jiang, please take off your high heels."
Li Zhiyan sat opposite Jiang Xian, seating himself on the floor, a bit lower than Jiang Xian.
That reminded Jiang Xian of something, but he was just a child, and she shouldn't entertain such strange thoughts.
Immediately after, she took off both of her high heels, one after the other.
Her pair of snow-white jade feet were now fully exposed to Li Zhiyan.
Auntie Jiang's feet are really pretty.
Perhaps it was because her skin was much fairer than the average woman's.
Thus, Jiang Xian's jade feet were also extremely fair.
Li Zhiyan gently grabbed Jiang Xian's left foot and lifted it.
"Auntie Jiang, your feet are as beautiful as your legs."
Jiang Xian's pretty face blushed slightly.
Indeed it was so, she also knew that her feet were really white and tender.
"Auntie Jiang, I'm going to start the massage now, please bear with me."
Li Zhiyan activated his massage skill.
In the moment the skill was activated,
Jiang Xian couldn't help but let out a very comfortable moan.
"Mmm... Honey, don't rush..."
It was only in her daze that she realized she wasn't at home.
She was outside, currently sitting on the steps, while Li Zhiyan was massaging her.
The blush on her pretty face spread rapidly, and Jiang Xian also realized what she was doing.
"Xiao Yan, I'm sorry..."
"It's okay, Auntie Jiang, you're probably just tired."
As he said this, Li Zhiyan took hold of Jiang Xian's other foot, positioning her so that she was completely facing towards him.
Jiang Xian tightly pressed her beautiful legs together and closed her eyes.
Without a word, but from the look on her face, it was obvious she was very comfortable.
Li Zhiyan's massage technique was indeed very professional.
Yen Zhengjin had given Li Zhiyan no small amount of trouble before, just because Li Zhiyan's family was poor and couldn't afford to give him gifts.
Inviting him to her home was clearly inappropriate.
"All right then..."
"Let's eat out then, Auntie will treat you to a meal."
"What would you like to eat?"
Li Zhiyan picked up several shopping bags.
Smiling, he said, "Auntie Jiang, I won't be polite then, I'd like to eat hot pot at Wanda Plaza."
"The hot pot on the fourth floor there is really good."
Li Zhiyan's main goal was actually to check out what the kissing contest was all about...
Such competitions had only been seen by him online.
Very liberal foreign countries often hold these kinds of contests, Li Zhiyan even suspected they had held pregnancy contests, just without broadcasting them.
But in China, such events were really quite rare.
"Wanda Plaza, sure, it's not far from here, Auntie will take you for hot pot."
The two of them, laden with bags, arrived at Wanda Plaza.
The place they were at before wasn't very crowded, but after arriving at Wanda, the crowd suddenly became much denser.
Seeing so many people didn't feel like the outskirts, and compared to some desolate places they had passed by earlier, it had a distinct sense of disconnection.
"The kissing contest is underway!"
"Everyone hurry up and sign up!"
"It starts in ten minutes!"
"The first place in the kissing contest will receive a thousand yuan in cash!"
"Plus a five hundred yuan meal voucher valid in any restaurant within Wanda Plaza."
"Second place gets five hundred yuan in cash and a meal voucher."
"Third place will receive a meal voucher."
"The remaining participants will also receive a small gift!"
For Jiang Xian, such a contest was unacceptable.
She felt that kissing was something that should be done in private.