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Chapter 70 - 058 Drunken woman mistakenly thinks it’s all just a dream✩✩✩✩✩_6

Chapter 70: 058 Drunken woman mistakenly thinks it’s all just a dream✩✩✩✩✩_6

However, she was already very tired after working overtime for a day and staying up late. She just wanted to lie down and rest for a while.

Lying there, she felt as though she couldn’t get up.

"Aunt, don’t bother changing. Just rest."

"I’ll hold you while you sleep on the pillow."

Li Zhiyan looked at Zhao Shumin, who still exuded a bold charm while lying there.

He felt his hormones surging uncontrollably.

The bold charm truly lived up to its name. Gently picking Zhao Shumin up, Li Zhiyan moved her head onto his pillow.

Then, he placed the stockings he was holding in the drawer, adding another item to his collection. After turning on the air conditioning,

he looked at Zhao Shumin, who seemed already asleep in his bed. He knew,

tonight he had to sleep with Zhao Shumin. With this much heat, could he even fall asleep alone...

Li Zhiyan had his doubts.

He went to the bathroom to take a cool shower, then returned to his bed.

He lay down beside Zhao Shumin.

Watching her steady breathing, under the faint light filtering in through the window, Li Zhiyan began admiring Zhao Shumin’s fair and delicate face and her smooth white curves.

"Aunt Zhao is really beautiful..."

Li Zhiyan thought that, in terms of looks, Zhao Shumin was definitely on par with the Shanghai Three Aunts. Each of those mature women had their own unique appeal.

But Aunt Zhao didn’t dress herself up the way they did. She looked a bit plain, though her natural beauty couldn’t be ignored.

Plus, the fragrance coming from Zhao Shumin gave Li Zhiyan the impression it was her natural scent.

The pillow was partially occupied by Aunt Zhao, so Li Zhiyan had no choice but to lie next to her, instinctively wrapping his arms around her fragrant form.

In truth, he really didn’t want to act this way! It was just that the position of the pillow forced him to.

He was compelled to do so.

Holding Zhao Shumin in his arms, gradually, Li Zhiyan fell asleep as well.

Around three in the morning, sounds from the neighboring room woke Li Zhiyan up with a start.

"Damn it, some people really have no decency—middle of the night of all times."

Li Zhiyan couldn’t help but curse.

Zhao Shumin was also stirred awake by the noise from next door.

The saying "thirty like wolves, forty like tigers" couldn’t have been more accurate.

A primal instinct inside Zhao Shumin awakened. Groggy with sleep, she realized she was being held by Li Zhiyan.

"Xiao Yan..."

Zhao Shumin, who hadn’t been drinking, felt light as if floating.

She thought she was dreaming—reality wouldn’t allow her to do anything.

In reality, she should have been in her room, sleeping under a fan. Otherwise, why would it feel so hot?

In the dream, doing something with Xiao Yan felt like it wasn’t a big deal.

Convinced that she was dreaming, Zhao Shumin began letting herself go completely.

After suppressing her desires for so many years, she didn’t want to hold back any longer.

Li Zhiyan, hearing Zhao Shumin call his name, thought she wanted him to do something, but he didn’t expect that in the next moment, Zhao Shumin kissed him.

"Aunt Zhao."

Li Zhiyan couldn’t speak, realizing he was being kissed forcefully.

Then Zhao Shumin pressed him down.

"Xiao Yan, Aunt misses you, Aunt has missed you so much."

"In the dream, Aunt can finally love you properly."

"No need to worry about anyone finding out..."

Believing she was in a dream, Zhao Shumin acted without restraint. Li Zhiyan couldn’t believe that, within just one day, he had encountered two incidents like this.

Instinctively, he held Zhao Shumin in his arms. The two of them kissed repeatedly.

Li Zhiyan found himself unable to hold back.

His instincts completely overpowered him.

Zhao Shumin felt the same way—the loneliness she had suppressed for more than a decade melded perfectly with her surging hormones now.

Everything unfolded naturally afterward.

...

The next day, when Li Zhiyan woke up, the events of the previous night flooded his mind like a tide.

He truly hadn’t expected that he and Zhao Shumin would share such an intimate connection after three hundred days of acquaintance.

The root cause of everything was still alcohol.

Zhao Shumin had drunk too much and thought she was dreaming, so she acted entirely without restraint.

That bold charm!!

Feeling Zhao Shumin still lying in his arms, Li Zhiyan didn’t dare wake her up.

He couldn’t imagine what kind of scene it would be when Zhao Shumin woke up and realized that it wasn’t a dream—that everything was starkly real.

Still, Zhao Shumin would surely remember last night’s events.

A few beers shouldn’t have led to total memory loss.

Not long after, Zhao Shumin began to stir awake, feeling the cool indoor temperature.

She found it strange—why did the fan feel this good?

Then she felt like she was lying in someone’s warm embrace.

Last night, Liu Changsheng had kept her behind for overtime and tried to take advantage of her, but Xiao Yan showed up to save her and even ended up at the police station.

All her memories became crystal clear at this moment.

Opening her eyes, she saw Li Zhiyan.

Then she saw her own "Emperor’s New Clothes," and the fragmented scenes of last night flashed through her mind.

She had thought she was dreaming.

But she kissed Xiao Yan, and then...

Oh God, how would she face anyone now?!

She really had done such things with Xiao Yan, and she had been so forward the entire time.

If anyone found out, surely they’d scold her as shameless, a woman with no dignity or morals.

Just thinking about the consequences made Zhao Shumin shudder; facing Li Zhiyan, her longstanding self-esteem issues surfaced again—she felt too old, uneducated, and inadequate.

She had always viewed Li Zhiyan as a junior, but yesterday...

Zhao Shumin’s face visibly flushed red; she quickly got up and separated herself from Li Zhiyan.

"Xiao Yan..."

Zhao Shumin felt that, as the adult, she should have a proper talk with Li Zhiyan.

But she couldn’t form a single sentence; all her usual fiery demeanor was gone. At this moment, she was more like an embarrassed young girl.

Not everyone could possess Shen Hongmei’s composed and commanding presence; Zhao Shumin was just an ordinary woman.

Hurriedly dressing, Zhao Shumin fled from Li Zhiyan’s room.

This left Li Zhiyan—who also wanted to talk to Zhao Shumin—without the chance.

"This is serious; I must properly talk to Aunt Zhao."

"She couldn’t be pregnant, right..."

Li Zhiyan’s heart was filled with anxiety.