Much later, Zhao Shumin threw the trash into the bin.
Her delicate face was flushed with extraordinary beauty. After finishing everything, Zhao Shumin returned to the bed and lay in Li Zhiyan's arms.
Feeling Aunt Zhao's warmth, Li Zhiyan's heart brimmed with affection at level twenty-five. Aunt Zhao, while helpless, also felt a bit flustered.
This kid…
"Xiao Yan, for the next week, you need to behave, understand? Your aunt made an agreement with you, and you absolutely have to stick to it."
Li Zhiyan didn't respond. He could sense that Aunt Zhao was visibly reluctant to end things.
Tomorrow is his birthday. When the time comes, if he makes some unreasonable requests, Aunt Zhao probably wouldn't object, right?
"Aunt, you were really passionate just now."
Zhao Shumin felt deeply ashamed. Indeed, when relatives had just left, one might naturally become more enthusiastic.
