After saving milfs, they all want to own me-Chapter 268 - 116 ✩✩✩✩✩ Aunt Rong voluntarily gives way to Shen Hongmei_3

Chapter 268: 116 ✩✩✩✩✩ Aunt Rong voluntarily gives way to Shen Hongmei_3

Li Zhiyan held Aunt Rong tightly, inhaling the fragrance of her hair, and drifted off to sleep alongside her.

At three in the morning.

Li Zhiyan got up to use the restroom; he had truly had too much to drink.

He felt as though he had completely depleted Aunt Rong’s stockpile.

Returning to the room, he gazed at the charming face of sleeping Aunt Rong, and his chest stirred with heat.

Though Aunt Rong had removed her makeup, her natural beauty remained flawless—fair and delicate skin, soft and supple to the point of perfection.

The faint crow’s-feet at the corners of her eyes, her pink lips, and the deep, intoxicating curves all rendered Li Zhiyan helpless in suppressing his desires.

He soon embraced Aunt Rong.

...

At 3:30 AM, Li Zhiyan adjusted Aunt Rong to the left side of the bed and lay down next to her.

"Aunt, you’re so beautiful."

"Baby..."

He Yanrong murmured incoherently as she spoke during her sleep.

When the two of them woke up, it was already past ten in the morning.

He Yanrong was woken by Lai Feifei’s phone call.

"You flirty thing, I’m heading over to your place for lunch later."

Clearly, the drunk Lai Feifei was about to come back for more!

"Alright, I got it..."

"Flirty thing, why does your voice sound so hoarse?"

"No problem, maybe I’ve just got a little throat irritation."

"Hmm, take care of yourself. By the way, did Xiao Yan mention whether he’s staying with you?"

"What’re you saying? Let’s not talk about that—I need to go buy groceries."

He Yanrong somewhat evaded the topic.

Looking at the still-sleeping Li Zhiyan, He Yanrong headed to the bathroom to apply makeup and freshen up.

Soon after, Li Zhiyan got up as well.

Watching He Yanrong as she applied her makeup, he began brushing his teeth next to her.

His mind, however, was weighed down—there would inevitably come a time for confrontation, and if he wanted to have it all, he would have to disappoint Aunt Rong when giving her his answer. freēwēbηovel.c૦m

That morning, Aunt Rong wore a low-cut top and a short skirt—naturally, black stockings and high heels were her signature touch—making it impossible for Li Zhiyan to avert his gaze.

After tidying up, the two left the bathroom together.

"Aunt, are you leaving soon?"

"Mm."

"Baby, Aunt has to head back to cook for your Aunt Lai."

"The seven-day agreement ends this afternoon; right now, Aunt is still your girlfriend."

He Yanrong similarly sought to avoid hearing a disappointing answer.

To He Yanrong, her life no longer felt complete without Li Zhiyan.

"Aunt."

Unable to control himself, Li Zhiyan breathed in the faint fragrance of Aunt Rong and let his eyes wander over her alluring curves.

Aunt Rong’s striking face and figure, along with those enchanting, almond-shaped eyes, were the ultimate catalyst for his hormones.

Every time he saw her, the youthful and vigorous Li Zhiyan found himself incapable of restraint, and the emotionally-driven He Yanrong was just as powerless against her impulses.

Li Zhiyan reached for He Yanrong’s hand.

Soon, the two exchanged heated kisses in wordless understanding.

"Baby, today is the last day,"

"Carry Aunt."

Li Zhiyan softly responded and laid He Yanrong onto the bed.

...

After checking out of the hotel, the two casually grabbed breakfast at a nearby spot, and Li Zhiyan drove Aunt Rong back to the Century Palace.

Li Zhiyan wanted to chat with Aunt Rong,

but he noticed that Aunt Rong, seated in the passenger seat, seemed drowsy.

She was clearly exhausted.

"Aunt, I’m sorry. I was too reckless—I didn’t consider whether it would overwhelm you."

On their last day together, Li Zhiyan and Aunt Rong’s relationship had effectively gained an additional seven hundred days of intimacy.

"It’s okay, baby. You’re young and impetuous; Aunt understands."

She brushed her fingers against Li Zhiyan’s cheek.

He Yanrong continued, "Baby, Aunt loves you deeply."

"Do you love Aunt?"

"Aunt Rong, I love you too."

"Aunt wants the truth."

"Everything I’ve said is true."

"Aunt, I’ve never been treated so tenderly by any woman in my life. I truly, truly adore you. Every word I’ve ever said to you has been entirely sincere."

"Hmm, then tonight, let’s have a good talk about that question."

"Alright, Aunt."

After dropping Aunt Rong at the entrance of the Century Palace, Li Zhiyan drove away.

Though Aunt Rong was so tired she could barely stand, she stubbornly kept up appearances while in front of Li Zhiyan.

As his car disappeared into the distance,

she staggered slightly.

He Yanrong was naturally frail—all things considered, her foundation wasn’t robust enough for her to match Shen Hongmei’s physical vigor.

Soon, Liu Li emerged from within the Century Palace.

Spotting the unsteady He Yanrong, she hastily stepped forward to support her.

"What’s wrong with you? You look so tired. Where were you last night?"

"I was at the seaside hotel with Baby."

"Stayed overnight at a beach hotel."

Though inherently frailer, He Yanrong’s tone softened tenderly as she recounted the events from the previous evening.

"You—you’re unbelievable. That young man is so energetic, and you even dared to spend the night outside with him. I’m truly in awe; aren’t you afraid of exhausting yourself?"

"What happened last night? Tell me everything."

As the two walked into the Century Palace,

He Yanrong elaborated on the events to Liu Li in great detail.

"Didn’t even refund the deposit!"

"That kid is practically a monster!"

"You think he might be sick?"

"Get out of here. Xiao Yan looks perfectly fine. I thought the same thing initially, but later realized he’s completely normal—it’s just pure talent!"

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