Li Zhiyan never expected Aunt Lai to be so bold and proactive.
She kissed him right in front of Aunt Rong!
Aunt Lai's soft lips made Li Zhiyan's heart wander to fanciful places.
However, Lai Feifei quickly pulled away from Li Zhiyan, somewhat fearing He Yanrong might come up and tear her apart.
"What are you doing?!"
At this moment, He Yanrong's jealousy surged like a tide. She felt utterly terrible inside. Watching Li Zhiyan being affectionate with another woman—it made her heart ache profoundly.
But He Yanrong also understood one thing: she truly had no ability to be with Li Zhiyan.
"Why can't I kiss my Zaizai?"
"You foxy tramp."
After that, Lai Feifei dragged Li Zhiyan down to lie on a massage bed. The three of them each lay separately on three different massage beds.
"Rongrong, what are we going to do about this Jin Muxue woman?"
"Today, she even brought people over to beat you up. A political science professor? Such low-class character."
"What a total slutty dwarf!"