After saving milfs, they all want to own me

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Lai Feifei swiftly opened the door, then leapt onto Li Zhiyan in a tight embrace.

Today marked the fourth day of being with Li Zhiyan, and the seven-day promise was drawing closer.

Moreover, tomorrow was Mid-Autumn Festival, and Lai Feifei felt the chances for intimacy with Li Zhiyan were becoming fewer and fewer.

"Zaizai, here for you!"

Lai Feifei shoved the prepared item into Li Zhiyan's hands, which caught him completely by surprise.

It seemed Aunt truly was in quite a rush.

"Aunt..."

Holding the warm and supple Aunt, feeling her heated soft breaths caressing his face.

Li Zhiyan couldn't control his emotions any longer and kissed Aunt deeply on her lips.

"Mmm... Zaizai."

Lai Feifei, naturally an emotional person, had felt an inexplicable liking towards Li Zhiyan ever since the first time she saw him.

Thus, her response to Li Zhiyan's kiss was fervent and passionate, the two utterly unaffected by the oppressive summer heat.

Kissing and holding each other outside until sweat drenched them, it was only when Lai Feifei suddenly regained her awareness that she recalled He Yanrong could come back at any moment.

"Zaizai, let's go wash up first, to my room."

"Alright."

Li Zhiyan, overjoyed, carried Aunt toward her room.

"Zaizai, change your clothes. I'll wash them for you, they'll dry quickly."

Given how much Li Zhiyan had sweat, Lai Feifei decided to help him clean up.

"Okay, Aunt, I understand."

Receiving the bathrobe Aunt handed over, Li Zhiyan changed his clothes and passed them to her.

Aunt left for the next room to toss Li Zhiyan's clothes into the fully automated washer-dryer.

Then, she returned to the room.

By now, Aunt had carefully dolled up, her refined makeup indicating she'd been preparing for quite some time. This touched Li Zhiyan deeply.

Aunt, who never rose early, had indeed changed a lot because of him.

"Zaizai!"

Wearing black silk stockings, high heels, and a low-cut camisole, Aunt revealed her dazzling, endless neckline to Li Zhiyan.

Li Zhiyan couldn't help but gulp. Aunt was truly blessed, though it seemed in her circle every woman was an epitome of "natural perfection."

Figures ordinary women wouldn't dare dream of seemed almost "unremarkable" in comparison.

"You little pervert..."

Although Lai Feifei said this teasingly, inwardly she was utterly delighted. She grabbed a can of Wang Zaizai milk afterward.

Lai Feifei passed it to Li Zhiyan, then switched into slippers—high heels were obviously inconvenient for bathing.

"Zaizai, come, bathe together with Aunt."

Only then did Li Zhiyan recall there was indeed a large bathtub in Aunt's bathroom.

Feeling his blood surge, he agreed and followed Aunt into the bathroom.

Technology nowadays was far more advanced than before.

Li Zhiyan watched as Aunt adjusted cleaning, temperature control, and water-filling settings through a series of commands, then sat at the edge of the bathtub.

The edge was thick, and the bathtub resembled a mini hot spring.

"Aunt, this bathtub must have cost a fortune."

"I don't really remember... about 300,000 yuan, probably."

Lai Feifei's words genuinely surprised Li Zhiyan—this bathtub alone was worth 300,000 yuan?

Pulling together all his available cash, he could only afford three of them. Li Zhiyan even wondered if the Chairman's Wife's bathtub could cost millions.

"Zaizai, come! Sit on the toilet."

Lai Feifei pulled Li Zhiyan to take a seat on the toilet, then sat on his lap.

Their eyes met, and both could sense the deep affection and passion in each other's gaze.

"Aunt Lai..."

"Zaizai, no more words, kiss me."

Lai Feifei leaned into Li Zhiyan for a kiss while pulling his hand to rest on her black silk-clad leg.

Lai Feifei knew Li Zhiyan was particularly obsessed with black silk, so while she had swapped her high heels, she'd kept the stockings on.

One hand wrapped around Aunt's waist, the other savoring the sensation of her silk-covered legs.

Their kissing grew increasingly hungry and wild.

"Zaizai, the item."

"Oh, I think I left it in my pocket.

"You silly Zaizai..."

Lai Feifei walked to the bedside table, retrieved it again, and returned to sit on Li Zhiyan's lap.

They resumed their fervent kissing.

...

Some time later, with cheeks flushed crimson and a rosy glow of beauty, Lai Feifei approached the edge of the bathtub.

She tested the water temperature and said, "Zaizai, try it out. Is the water too hot for soaking like a hot spring?"

After speaking, Lai Feifei walked back toward the bedside table.

Li Zhiyan tested the water and said, "Aunt, I think the temperature is just perfect."

"Good then."

Aunt returned, now wearing a bathrobe, though she'd kept the alluring black silk stockings on.

She approached Li Zhiyan and proactively embraced him.

She kissed him lightly on his lips, then said coquettishly, "Zaizai, carry Aunt into the tub."

Looking at Aunt's radiant, flushed face and hearing her soft, delicate voice, Li Zhiyan felt as though his soul had escaped him.

No other woman could manage charm as tender and endearing as Aunt.

Scooping Aunt up in her bathrobe, Li Zhiyan walked to the bathtub.

The bathtub proved not only long enough but deep and ergonomically curved for comfortably reclining.

Soon, Lai Feifei nestled contently in Li Zhiyan's arms, the two tightly entwined in the warmth of the tub.

"Zaizai, Aunt's little Zaizai."

Lai Feifei murmured into Li Zhiyan's ear, holding him close as his heartbeat thudded powerfully in the water.

"Aunt, I really never imagined soaking in a hot tub with you."

Reflecting, Li Zhiyan felt a sense of disbelief—his first encounter with Aunt, though her enticing silk-clad leg had been displayed to him.

Even then, Li Zhiyan knew clearly that attempting anything inappropriate would have turned their relationship sour, rendering such moments impossible.

But now their bond had progressed astonishingly.

"Zaizai, be honest, when you first met Aunt, did you have any thoughts about me?"

While speaking, Lai Feifei slipped a black silk-clad leg above the water's edge onto the bathtub rim.

She then guided Li Zhiyan's hand onto it—he was never to be without black silk legs. She knew all too well how much he loved touching her legs.

"I suppose..."

After pausing briefly to think, Li Zhiyan replied earnestly.

"You sneaky Zaizai. Aunt saw you as a son the first time, yet you already had ideas about me!"

"Aunt, it's because you're just so beautiful."

Caressing Aunt's black silk leg, Li Zhiyan gently held her close in his arms.

In the bathtub, Aunt turned over, pressing herself onto Li Zhiyan.

Looking at him, Lai Feifei closed her eyes and leaned in for another passionate kiss.

"Zaizai, then let Aunt make your dreams come true. My sweet little Zaizai..."