CHAPTER 30.1

"Xiaolong..."

  Zhou Hongmei looked at Li Long's hand and kept stroking hers. She felt a strange feeling of itchiness and warmth. The empty 37-year-old herself felt ashamed for a long time for a 16-year-old boy. She instinctively wanted to withdraw her hand.

  Li Long saw the beautiful woman's blushing face and knew that he was a little bit frivolous, so he quickly said, "Auntie, your hands are so cold, just like my mother's hands!"

  After that, Li Long naturally put down the beautiful woman's hand.

  "By the way, Auntie, I heard from Li Qing that you sell vegetables in the market. How is your business!" Seeing

  that there was a little flirtation just now, Li Long quickly changed the subject.

  Her face turned pale again. After hearing what Li Long said, she said, "Auntie sells vegetables in the market, but the income is not high!"