C82 (2/2)

He Li hugged Zhang Zijun tightly in his embrace, not saying a word. After a long while, her beautiful white arms reached out from under the blanket, took out the cigarette that he left on the windowsill yesterday before he woke up, and lit it up with a female cigarette he pulled out from his mouth.

In the instant that the lighter lit up, Zhang Zijun saw He Li's beautiful face. That mature and sexy expression made it seem like the blood in his body had warmed up once again.

He Li was smoking her cigarette, her eyes staring at the pure white wall in a daze. In the middle of the bed, Zhang Zijun's feet rested on He Li's beautiful feet.

Seeing that He Li did not dodge, the range of her movement grew larger. Although she could not see anything in the darkness in front of him, Zhang Zijun could still feel the warmth of He Li who was lying beside him, as well as her soft and tender feet that seemed to have no bones. He rubbed them with all his might using his feet, the more she rubbed against them, the more her guts grew.

After a long while, Zhang Zijun suddenly realized that He Li's legs were moving, and immediately after, He Li became passive again. After being passive for a long time, she started to pander to him.

Zhang Zijun caressed He Li's feet like this, and in a short while, half an hour had passed. Following the acceleration of He Li's breathing, He Li completely took the initiative and held the side of her hand.

The anxious monkeys caused Zhang Zijun to clearly feel Auntie He Li's meticulous and gentle caress.

As He Li's breathing became more hurried, Zhang Zijun could not help but turn to look at her, only to see that she was lying on his pillow, facing Zhang Zijun. His beautiful eyes were closed, and his white teeth were lightly biting his lips, her entire body moving up and down as he played with it.

After a long time, the two of them gradually got tired. Only then did He Li completely stop.

Zhang Zijun called her a few times, but she did not answer him. He thought that He Li was already tired, so he turned around and prepared to go to sleep.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, the sound of He Li flipping over and sitting up came from behind him.

”Zijun, tell me honestly, do you love me?” He Li suddenly asked.

Zhang Zijun was startled, he immediately turned and looked at her, and anxiously said: ”Auntie He Li, I love you, of course I love you.”

”Zijun, since you love me so much, I want to ask you about your thoughts. Your mother wants to take you to college in the provincial capital and find you a girlfriend. ”You know about my relationship with your mother. From your mother's perspective, I'm your aunt, so I have no way of talking to your mother about this.”

”Aunt He Li, I know, I know.”

”Heh heh, you know? Tell me, then, whether you listen to your mother or not. ”Anyway, you have to think about this matter yourself. I have no idea what to do right now, because if you listen to your mother, then the two of us will basically separate.”

After He Li finished speaking, she took out two cigarettes, placed one at Zhang Zijun's mouth, and lit it for him.

After all, one side was the woman he loved, and the other side was his mother.

If you listen to your own mother, then it means you don't love your own woman.

If you listen to your own woman, then you are not filial.

Being stuck in a dilemma probably referred to this.