325 Yin Xueyang's white silk trial, confirming relationship with passion all night_2

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"Of course, black stockings are my absolute favorite."

"Though, white stockings can be tried once in a while."

Yin Xueyang responded with a soft hum, slipping out of her jeans.

She gently slid the stockings onto her snow-white, stunning legs.

"Aunt Yin, your legs are so fair."

"Oh, stop it..."

"Even with legs this white, you still prefer black stockings."

Li Zhiyan softly leaned in and pressed Yin Xueyang under him.

He looked at her alluring, delicate face.

Then he gently kissed her.

Yin Xueyang no longer showed any resistance.

At this moment, she simply responded to Li Zhiyan, feeling his hands roam over her stockings.

She could only let Li Zhiyan have his way.

...

Much later, Yin Xueyang lay in Li Zhiyan's arms.

Thinking back to what just happened, she still found it deeply memorable.

"Aunt Yin."

Calling her softly, Li Zhiyan planted a gentle kiss on Yin Xueyang's forehead.

"Hmm? What's wrong?"

"Playing dumb, are you."