Hearing Lai Feifei insist on being called "mom" made Li Zhiyan wonder just how much this woman had drunk.
"Aunt Lai, let me take you home."
"Hmph, Xiao Yan-bao, I treat you like my Zaizai."
"And yet you're unwilling to call me mom."
As she spoke, Lai Feifei swayed unsteadily and almost toppled over. Fortunately, Li Zhiyan moved quickly, catching her in time. His reflexes were sharp now.
There was no way Lai Feifei would actually fall with him around.
Even after being held by him, she still swayed slightly. Her flushed cheeks made her look alluring, with just a hint of adorable charm.
After everything earlier, Li Zhiyan couldn't help but view this feisty yet glamorous "Shanghai Aunt" through rose-tinted glasses. No matter what she did, he found her a little endearing.
"Zaizai."
"Did you remember the things I taught you last time?"
"Do you still recall how to use your tongue?"
"When you date someone, don't bring shame to Auntie, okay?"
