Chapter 245: 113. The risky period has come, wearing black silk, regardless of consequences, swimming upstream_3
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However, this time Han Xueying did not pull away when Li Zhiyan grasped her hand.
To his surprise, he felt genuinely delighted, taking a moment to earnestly appreciate the warmth, softness, and delicateness of Aunt Han's hand.
They remained that way for a while, and indeed, after his experience with touching legs, touching Aunt Han's hand
wasn't something she found unacceptable anymore. It must be like proposing to open the roof when you want to open the window.
"Aunt Han, you have to keep this a secret for me."
Looking at Li Zhiyan's sincere gaze, Han Xueying couldn't help but think back to how he appeared when she was most desperate, even helping her treat her injuries.
"Okay..."
"However, Xiao Yan, you are still a student, so you must prioritize your studies."
"By the way, do you have some issues with Yin Qiang from the student council?"
"Auntie heard some things."
As a mentor, Han Xueying was well-informed.
"Yes, I've had some conflicts with him."
Han Xueying felt a bit of a headache.
"It looks like you can't avoid trouble in the future, that Yin Xueyang is extremely protective of her son."
"Tomorrow, I'll try to communicate with her."
Li Zhiyan felt a warm feeling in his heart, in this life and the last, Aunt Han always took such good care of him.
Before long, the corn was ready, and Han Xueying went over to scoop the corn out of the pot and let it cool down with tap water.
She then served it on a plate and brought it over. Li Zhiyan ate an ear of corn, dining with Aunt Han for dinner.
When he saw that it was almost time, Li Zhiyan stood up, but his gaze lingered on Aunt Han's cleavage and beautiful legs.
Aunt Han's legs looked striking in contrast—one with pantyhose and the other bare—creating a conflict of beauty.
Returning home with plenty of ideas, he noticed his mother's high heels already sitting on the shoe rack by the door, and the sounds of frying in the kitchen, accompanied by the aroma of fried foods, made Li Zhiyan salivate.
Entering the kitchen, he asked, "Mom, what are you frying that smells so delicious?"
"I am frying some small dried fish and some dough-based snacks."
"Try some of these little fish."
The golden, crispy fried small fish had their bones fried to a crunch. Li Zhiyan took a bite, and the savory taste exploded in his mouth, prompting him to instinctively close his eyes.
The sensation was truly delightful.
After dinner, Li Zhiyan joined Zhou Rongrong on the couch to watch TV, appreciating his mother's beautiful profile, feeling a bit reluctant to go to school the next day.
"Xiao Yan, make sure you study hard at school, okay?"
Zhou Rongrong gave many instructions to Li Zhiyan, and he nodded earnestly to all.
At night, Li Zhiyan lay down in his room feeling very content.
To his surprise, around ten o'clock,
Wu Qingxian called. Although this elder was very fond of him,
she rarely called, usually only chatting with him on QQ.
Li Zhiyan knew Aunt Wu must be facing some issue.
Was it about borrowing money? To lend money to Wu Qingxian, Li Zhiyan wouldn't be stingy at all—Aunt Wu treated him very well and was the kind of person who would rather go without food and drink than owe money.
But thinking it through, Aunt Wu would probably not ask to borrow money from someone younger than herself.
She must be calling because of Zhang Honglei.
With this in mind, Li Zhiyan probably understood what was going on—it must be related to the expensive sneakers he had heard about.
"Aunt Wu."
"Xiao Yan."
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