Gently kissing Han Xueying's face with the tip of his tongue, Li Zhiyan finally ended the cheek-kissing session.
Han Xueying clearly felt that if Li Zhiyan's kiss had been any closer, they would have repeated the kissing incident from last time.
"Xiao Yan, don't kiss anywhere too close to Auntie's mouth,"
"Okay?"
Li Zhiyan said softly, "Aunt Han, didn't you already agree that I could kiss your cheek?"
"The spot just now wasn't the mouth, and we didn't kiss."
As he spoke, Li Zhiyan continued to massage Han Xueying's beautiful legs that rested on his own.
Inwardly, Han Xueying could sense the deep filial piety Li Zhiyan had towards her, and it nearly brought her to tears.
This child really is a dutiful and good kid.
"Alright, Auntie understands,"
While helping Han Xueying with her massage, the sound of high heels clicking against the floor signaled that other female teachers from the office were approaching.
Han Xueying, somewhat flustered, withdrew her legs.
