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Chapter 59 - 055 Aunt Shen, reliving old dreams, second store reward! ✩✩✩✩✩【4 in 1】_5

Chapter 59: 055 Aunt Shen, reliving old dreams, second store reward! ✩✩✩✩✩【4 in 1】_5

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As she spoke, her face grew even redder; it was clear the alcohol was taking its toll.

Seeing her like this, Li Zhiyan couldn’t help but feel deeply concerned. Aunt Shen—was she really okay?

"Xiao Yan, you’re so smart. You even know German history. Aunt truly admires you."

"If Qianqian didn’t already have a boyfriend..."

"Aunt would definitely arrange for her to marry you."

"Aunt, you shouldn’t repay kindness with ingratitude."

As they chatted, Shen Hongmei suddenly turned around and sat down on Li Zhiyan’s lap.

She looked directly at Li Zhiyan’s face.

As their gazes locked, Li Zhiyan could clearly sense the fire and desire in Shen Hongmei’s cold, alluring eyes.

He knew Aunt Shen had drunk too much, and her true nature was being unleashed.

"Thirty is a wolf, forty is a tiger" — this saying had left a particularly vivid impression on him last time.

That night, for Li Zhiyan, was something he would never be able to forget.

"Xiao Yan, do you remember the kissing lesson Aunt taught you last time?"

"I remember..."

Of course, Li Zhiyan couldn’t forget how Shen Hongmei had pulled him onto her lap.

Then taught him how to kiss.

A true scene played out between them—though, of course, the specific lessons imparted afterward were what Li Zhiyan found even more useful.

Li Zhiyan had now become quite the expert.

"Then Aunt needs to test how well you’ve learned."

Shen Hongmei directed Li Zhiyan, and since he knew the importance of never defying a woman’s wishes, he followed her instructions to a tee.

After he complied, Shen Hongmei leaned in and kissed him directly.

At that moment, Li Zhiyan felt like a drought-stricken land receiving much-needed rain!

Ever since that night he rescued Aunt Shen—

Li Zhiyan had been suppressing himself for far too long.

Now, feeling Shen Hongmei’s passionate and lingering kiss, he thought he must be dreaming.

His hands wandered over her stockings, unabashedly appreciating the joy of the moment.

After what seemed like an eternity, Shen Hongmei leaned closer to Li Zhiyan’s ear and whispered, "Xiao Yan, lift Aunt up. Aunt wants to lie down and sleep."

Obediently, Li Zhiyan carried Shen Hongmei to the bed.

But then, Shen Hongmei pulled him down onto the bed with her. As he breathed in Aunt Shen’s fragrance, Li Zhiyan’s breathing grew deeply greedy.

Shen Hongmei embraced Li Zhiyan tightly; her entire being seemed wrapped around him.

It was as if she wanted to melt into him completely.

The intoxicating scent of the mature woman continually drove Li Zhiyan’s hormones into overdrive, obliterating the last traces of his rationality.

Looking at Shen Hongmei’s enchanting curves, her ample figure that invited closeness, and her impossibly long, alluring legs—Li Zhiyan couldn’t hold back any longer.

He kissed her, and the drunken Shen Hongmei fully reciprocated.

...

By around 6 PM, Li Zhiyan lay there holding the drunk Shen Hongmei.

His heart still felt as though it was all surreal.

Aunt Shen was so willing when she was drunk, but when sober, she seemed so distant when it came to matters of intimacy between men and women.

Could it be that Aunt Shen actually wanted to be with him deep down?

Li Zhiyan thought this must be the case—that Aunt Shen truly cared for him but was held back by societal reasons and his own lack of maturity.

That was why Aunt Shen didn’t treat him as a man and refused to take their relationship further.

As Li Zhiyan glanced at Shen Hongmei’s barely fathomable cleavage and his thoughts spiraled, Shen Hongmei rubbed her sleepy eyes and woke up.

When she saw the scene in front of her—

everything around them was utterly disordered.

Her stockings, just like last time, had been torn to shreds.

Inside, she felt a little broken.

She knew Li Zhiyan wasn’t the kind to take advantage of someone. This boy had a genuinely kind heart.

And besides, she remembered—it was she who had taken the initiative to come to his room, who had let him touch her legs.

"Xiao Yan, go buy some medicine for Aunt..."

[Regarding the earlier Chapters, there’s been some criticism. The author might not have thought things through completely—it’s not about stringing readers along; the plot simply hasn’t reached that point yet.]