After saving milfs, they all want to own me-Chapter 334 - 130 really look like mother and daughter; Aunt Lai takes the initiative! ☆☆☆☆☆

Chapter 334: 130 really look like mother and daughter; Aunt Lai takes the initiative! ☆☆☆☆☆

Li Zhiyan returned to the changing room and opened Aunt Shen’s bag.

The inner compartment was already unzipped. After taking out an item, Li Zhiyan headed back toward the sauna room.

At this moment, he was fully prepared.

After thinking for a while, Li Zhiyan also brought in Aunt Shen’s stockings.

When he got to Aunt Shen’s side, Li Zhiyan saw that Aunt Shen was already sweating quite a bit. The temperature in this sauna room was indeed too high, and entering it would make anyone sweat instantly.

"Still hurt, Aunt?"

"My dear, you just tugged on Auntie’s hair, it’s not like you cut into Auntie’s flesh or anything."

Shen Hongmei couldn’t help but laugh despite herself. These young folks—how funny the way they talk sometimes.

But that was also where Shen Hongmei could feel the vitality and energy of the younger generation, something she was particularly fond of.

"Aunt Shen, let me help you put on your stockings."

It was only then that Shen Hongmei noticed Li Zhiyan had brought the stockings over, and she couldn’t help but feel a little embarrassed.

This kid—he’s far too obsessed with stockings.

"Do you like stockings that much? Aren’t fair legs pretty enough?"

"They’re nice, sure, but sometimes stockings make a better match. Otherwise, it feels too plain."

"It’s so hot in here, why would you want Auntie to wear stockings?"

"No problem, Aunt—please just wear them."

Faced with Li Zhiyan’s longing gaze, Shen Hongmei could only helplessly lift her beautiful, shapely leg and let him help her into the stockings.

Once Li Zhiyan had finished putting the stockings onto one of her legs, Shen Hongmei admired her own plump, graceful, stocking-clad leg with satisfaction.

People used to say that being tall wasn’t ideal for women; it made men avoid them. But from the day Xiao Yan and she met,

he’d always looked at her legs with fascination. Every time she remembered Li Zhiyan pressing his face onto her legs, her heart would swell with a peculiar sense of validation.

"Auntie, you look amazing in stockings."

"You say that, but it’s so hot in here."

Shen Hongmei, now sweating, could feel beads of moisture soaking into her stockings as well.

"It’s okay, Aunt. It’s actually a bonus—we can disinfect your stockings in the sauna’s high heat!"

Li Zhiyan picked up Shen Hongmei’s other delicate foot, devoting himself seriously to making sure Aunt Shen was properly dressed in stockings.

With painstaking care, he slipped the stocking over her graceful leg, gently pulling it upwards.

Only after the stocking covered her entire leg did Li Zhiyan take time to admire the pair of stunning stocking-clad legs. Then, he gently embraced them in his arms.

"Auntie, you’re so beautiful."

"Oh, my dear..."

Even with her usual composure, Shen Hongmei couldn’t help but feel slightly embarrassed in this moment.

Immediately afterward, Li Zhiyan eagerly perched onto Aunt Shen’s lovely legs, wrapped his arms around her neck,

and started kissing her passionately. Their height difference only mattered when they stood side by side—most of it owing to her long legs.

Sitting together, however, the difference was nonexistent, making everything they did as seamless as could be.

Amid the scorching steam of the sauna, the fervent feelings inside them seemed to ignite completely.

Shen Hongmei indulged in the kiss, pouring everything into her moment with Li Zhiyan. After a while, she lay back down on the ground.

Li Zhiyan, still on top of Aunt Shen, continued to kiss her. In his heart, he couldn’t help but marvel—being with Aunt Shen, as long as they weren’t standing, their height difference truly ceased to matter!

...

Much later, Li Zhiyan and Aunt Shen left the bathhouse.

As they exited, Shen Hongmei tossed two pieces of trash along with the stockings into the garbage bin.

"Aunt, you don’t want your stockings anymore?"

"They’re drenched in sweat—let’s just leave them, my dear."

In the sauna, Shen Hongmei had felt indifferent to everything, but now that she was outside, she couldn’t imagine wearing sweat-soaked stockings again.

Looking at Aunt Shen’s pale, shapely legs, Li Zhiyan felt a small pang of unfamiliarity.

Aunt Shen spent most of her time wearing stockings.

"What are you staring at?"

"Aunt, it feels odd to see you without stockings—it takes some getting used to."

"So, do you prefer Auntie’s bare legs or stocking-clad ones?"

"I love them both, Aunt. It’s not about whether they have stockings or not—I just love your legs."

As soon as they entered the car, Li Zhiyan placed his hand on Shen Hongmei’s smooth, beautiful leg, savoring the raw texture.

Li Zhiyan’s heart brimmed with affection, his devotion unmistakable.

"Oh, my dear."

Seeing the expression in Li Zhiyan’s eyes, Shen Hongmei thought to herself: if she managed to take him traveling tomorrow, their bond might not just deepen by seven hundred days.

It might even grow by a thousand days—with unlimited possibilities. That is, of course, if He Yanrong could stall that lunatic.

At the same time, Shen Hongmei couldn’t be sure if He Yanrong might lose focus and refuse to help with delaying Lai Feifei. This looming uncertainty troubled her deeply.

As for tomorrow’s plans, Shen Hongmei found herself caught in a swirl of apprehension.

"My dear, go fetch Auntie a couple of new pairs of stockings, will you?"

"Sure, Aunt."

Helping Aunt Shen purchase stockings wasn’t exactly new to Li Zhiyan. The day after he’d saved Aunt Shen, he’d run this errand—and even helped her buy medicine.

Just as Li Zhiyan was about to step out of the car, Lai Feifei’s call came through.

"Hey, you little tramp—where are you? Is Zaizai with you or not?"

"No, I’m just near the office."

"Well then, get yourself back here now! If you don’t hurry up, I’m going to get mad!"

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