Reborn: Instead of Chasing the School Beauty, I Chased Her Mother

Chapter 443 151 Cheongsam and black silk beautiful legs, the touch of breastfeeding period_3

After arriving on the second floor of Yiyan Internet Cafe.

Dressed in her work attire, Wu Qingxian was instructing the network manager; upon seeing Li Zhiyan approaching, anticipation began to subconsciously rise within her heart. Enjoy more content from My Virtual Library Empire

"Wu Auntie, let's go back to the room, I have something to discuss with you."

Just now, being with Wang Shangyan, Li Zhiyan indeed had his hormones stirred up significantly, and all these hormones were destined.

To belong to Wu Auntie.

"Okay."

After Wu Qingxian finished with her instructions, she followed Li Zhiyan to the manager's resting room.

"Wu Auntie, I've been thinking about you."

"You little rascal, as if your aunt doesn't know what you're thinking about..."

How could Wu Qingxian not know what was on Li Zhiyan's mind? This child, his fondness for her was indeed fervent.

"And not to mention shameless, always seeking out your aunt."

"You were just discovered by your mother."

As she spoke, Wu Qingxian went to change into a cheongsam, knowing well that Li Zhiyan enjoyed seeing her wearing it.

And naturally, she would fulfill Li Zhiyan's wish.

If he liked to see her in a cheongsam, then let him watch.

"Didn't mom say she doesn't oppose our affair? It's fine, Wu Auntie, let's have a child together, I want to get you pregnant."

"And then have a baby that belongs to both of us."

After changing into her cheongsam, Wu Qingxian returned to Li Zhiyan's side.

She took something out from the bedside table.

"No, you little rascal..."

"It's enough for your aunt to quietly stay by your side, how would I face your mom if I really got pregnant."

Originally, the matter made Wu Qingxian feel very guilty towards Zhou Rongrong.

At first, she had been correcting Li Zhiyan's behavior, telling him what was wrong.

However, as time went on...

Too many things happened to her, so she not only failed to keep correcting Li Zhiyan but instead...

Thinking about it made Wu Qingxian feel an unstoppable sense of guilt.

"Come here, let your aunt help you."

"You little rascal, your aunt watched you grow up, even fed you as you grew."

"So you must listen to what your aunt says, understand?"

Li Zhiyan couldn't help but feel somewhat helpless.

Wu Auntie had indeed been too good to him when he was younger, so although they had now pushed boundaries together.

He always maintained a measure of respect for Wu Auntie in his heart.

It seemed that to get Wu Auntie to comply with his desires, some prompting would be required, or perhaps it would take time to wheedle her by persistence before Wu Qingxian would let down her guard.

...

Half an hour later, Wu Qingxian clung tightly to Li Zhiyan, lying in his embrace.

"Wu Auntie, have you ever worn black stockings?"

Li Zhiyan had other ideas in mind.

His favorite thing was black silk stockings, as they lend a mysterious allure to legs that already possessed a fatal attraction.

The appeal that is somehow hidden yet visible.

Was utterly fatal.

Thus, Li Zhiyan particularly liked black stockings, it's just that very few people liked to wear such stockings.

Only Aunt Shen preferred to wear them in daily life.

And the one who wore black stockings every day to match his taste was none other than Fang Zhiya.

"Black stockings, you mean those black stockings, right?"

Wu Qingxian usually paired flesh-colored stockings with her cheongsam.

She had never actually worn black stockings before.

"Yes, those kinds."

"I want to see you in black stockings, Wu Auntie, would you wear them for me?"

Wu Qingxian initially wanted to refuse.

But thinking that she had already denied one of Li Zhiyan's requests, she couldn't continue to deny this reasonable one.

After all, Li Zhiyan was exceptionally good to her—if it wasn't for him, she would have fallen into despair long ago.

"Alright, I'll go buy some later."

Hearing that Wu Qingxian agreed to wear the black stockings, Li Zhiyan was unmistakably thrilled.

This startled Wu Qingxian.

Young people truly are young people.

"Wu Auntie, I have to go, there's something else I need to do."

After tidying up a bit, Li Zhiyan left Yiyan Internet Cafe.

Which allowed Wu Qingxian to breathe a sigh of relief; she wasn't as resilient as she was in her younger years.

If Li Zhiyan kept it up, she would surely be exhausted beyond measure.

After Li Zhiyan left.

Wu Qingxian, now dressed in her cheongsam, stepped out.

"Black stockings..."

"Does this little rascal actually like this sort of thing?"

"Well then, I'll have to wear them and really pamper this little rascal."

Before long, Wu Qingxian arrived at a women's clothing store. She had previously visited Jiang Xian's clothing store, where the two of them had talked for a long time, but it sold modern fashion for young girls.

There were no black stockings there, so she would have to go elsewhere to buy them.

"Shopkeeper, how much are the black stockings?"

At this moment, the shop wasn't very busy, and the enthusiastic shopkeeper asked, "Do you prefer the easy-tear type or the bodysuit, up to the calf or covering half the thigh?"

The shopkeeper asked very professionally.

She thought this woman's husband must be very fortunate—a beautiful mature woman willing to wear black stockings—how could anyone not be enthralled.

Every night would require three blue pills.

"I... I don't know, give me one of each kind."

"Except for the ones that only reach the knees."

Although Wu Qingxian had no experience wearing black stockings, she was very aware.

That Li Zhiyan definitely would not like those stockings that only covered the knees.

After all, such stockings looked utterly devoid of any feminine charm, more suited for pubescent girls.

"Alright then."

...

Having returned to the manager's resting room with a bag full of stockings.

Wu Qingxian locked the door behind her.

Then she picked up a pair of black stockings that reached mid-thigh and slowly put them on.