บท 211: 106 No need this time either, Fang Zhiya has gone soft again_4

All the other places were like a dream to her.

"Okay."

After sitting in the back seat of Han Xueying's electric scooter, Li Zhiyan gently wrapped his arms around Han Xueying's waist.

Because it was a bench seat, Han Xueying could clearly feel Li Zhiyan's body heat.

Since her husband had died, she had not felt the warmth of a man.

For a moment, an instinct awakened within her.

Han Xueying suddenly regretted bringing Li Zhiyan along; after all, there should be a distinction between men and women. Now it was as if he was lying on her back.

Li Zhiyan, smelling the fragrance of Han Xueying, felt intoxicated.

The scent of Aunt Han was really very pleasant.

"Xiao Yan, don't hold onto Auntie so tightly, hold onto the back of the seat."

"It's too hot."

Fortunately, the weather was hot, a perfect excuse for Li Zhiyan to keep his distance from her.

Li Zhiyan was obedient.

"I understand, Aunt Han."

Following that, he held onto the metal backrest behind him.