Aunt Fang wearing high heels on the Simmons mattress #3

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"Xiao Yan, it's dirty outside, let's go inside the room."

Jiang Xian pulled Li Zhiyan's hand into the small house, and after closing the door, the noisy sounds from the outside diminished greatly.

"Auntie Jiang, the renovation is going very smoothly, isn't it?"

"Yes, there's basically nothing difficult."

"Once the goods are in, we can open for business."

Li Zhiyan continued, "Auntie Jiang, your business license has already been processed, and someone will deliver it this afternoon."

Jiang Xian, feeling Li Zhiyan's charm, sensed her heartbeat accelerating.

Xiao Yan was really capable, many things that ordinary people found impossible were effortless for him.

"Thank you, Xiao Yan."

Li Zhiyan gently cradled Jiang Xian's pretty face.

"Auntie Jiang, let's not say 'thank you' between us."

Jiang Xian, blushing, said, "Xiao Yan, why do I feel like you've become so much handsomer today?"

"You seem a lot better looking than before."