"Look over there, there are quite a few rocks. You could hide between them, and we could lie inside. The sand should still be warm!"
Yanrong’s enchanting eyes shone with expectation.
"Alright, Aunt, I’ll do whatever you say."
"Baby, you’re so sweet!"
The dim lights made it hard for anyone in the distance to see them clearly, allowing Yanrong to hold Li Zhiyan tightly without any hesitation.
Then, she leaned in and kissed Li Zhiyan again, feeling his youthful energy. Her heart was filled with awe.
Age forty and age twenty—indeed, the most perfect combination of ages!
"Baby, let’s go—let’s head to those rocks."
In the sky, a brilliant moon was slowly rising, and the stars by the sea were much clearer compared to those in the city.
Holding Aunt Rong’s delicate hand under the moonlight, Li Zhiyan caught a glimpse of her alluring face. Her Prada bag held the essentials for their night together.
As Yanrong reflected on everything that had happened earlier, she increasingly felt that the first half of her life had been nothing but playing house. Only after being with Li Zhiyan...
did she truly understand what the ultimate taste of life was.
"Aunt, there are so many stars here."
"Baby, the smog is too heavy nowadays. When Aunt was little in the countryside, the stars were truly everywhere."
"That feeling, you know, was like something out of a fairy tale."
"Such a shame, Aunt! I didn’t get to experience that era."
"Aunt, you’re at the most beautiful stage of life right now."
Yanrong couldn’t help but cover her mouth and laugh lightly.
"Baby, your words are so sweet."
"Though Aunt has gotten older."
"Not at all, Aunt! I believe a woman in her forties is at the stage where she’s most ripe, perfect, and captivating!"
Li Zhiyan declared with utmost sincerity.
This preference for mature women—he knew it was something he’d never grow out of.
"Baby, Aunt truly loves you deeply."
"When we have more time, Aunt will take you out to sea to watch the stars."
"Aunt had gone on a cruise out at sea once with your Aunt Shen and Aunt Rong."
"The stars there were just like when I was young. You could see the entire Milky Way."
The two chatted and held hands as they arrived beside the pile of rocks.
Sitting on a large rock, Li Zhiyan wrapped his arms around Yanrong’s waist, while she naturally leaned against his shoulder.
"Baby, put your hand on Aunt’s belly."
Li Zhiyan’s hand slid around Yanrong’s waist, resting on her belly.
This made Yanrong feel a rush of warmth.
"Baby, I want to sit in your lap while you hold me with both arms."
Yanrong wasn’t completely satisfied with their current level of intimacy.
"Okay, Aunt. I understand."
Li Zhiyan moved behind Yanrong and held her tightly in his embrace.
Feeling the heat radiating from Yanrong, Li Zhiyan inhaled the scent of her skin, captivated by the depths of her irresistible figure.
The sound of the waves began to crash in the background as Li Zhiyan savored the tenderness of the moment.
Turning her head, Yanrong tilted up toward Li Zhiyan, her beautiful and charming face framed lightly by faint traces of crow’s feet.
How could Li Zhiyan possibly resist her?
This night was their time alone together—completely private—free to indulge in everything they had ever wanted to do.
For a long while, Yanrong and Li Zhiyan kissed deeply before parting.
"Xiao Yan, are you tired?"
"Aunt, I’m still young. It’s so early—I couldn’t possibly be tired."
"Aunt is feeling a bit tired. Aunt’s age is old enough to be your mother."
"I don’t have the same stamina as you."
Yanrong spoke honestly. She had been frail since childhood, a natural weakness she was born with.
Although she later fortified her health by consuming countless nourishing foods, she could never quite compete with someone with a naturally strong constitution.
"It’s alright, Aunt. You don’t need to exert yourself."
"And we haven’t even had dinner yet. Once we eat, Aunt, you’ll regain some energy."
"Besides, whether Aunt has energy or not doesn’t matter. As long as I have energy, that’s enough."
Gently pulling Aunt Rong into his arms, Li Zhiyan laid down beside her. Both of them turned to their sides, though the rocks proved to be quite uncomfortable.
"Baby, hold Aunt. Let’s move to the beach between two rocks."
Li Zhiyan obediently carried Aunt Rong down to the sand.
"Aunt’s bag has a bedsheet in it."
Yanrong had prepared thoroughly for her rendezvous with Li Zhiyan.
Once they reached the sand, Yanrong stepped down from Li Zhiyan’s arms and found a secluded spot to spread out the bedsheet.
In her haste, she lay down immediately, and Li Zhiyan followed suit, lying beside her.
The sensation of the sandy ground was far more comfortable than that of the rocks!
Looking at Li Zhiyan beside her, Yanrong’s voice trembled, her breath growing hotter.
As their gazes locked, the two kissed deeply once again.
After they parted, Li Zhiyan carefully observed Aunt Rong under the moonlight and starlight. Though the view wasn’t completely clear, the curves of her enviable figure, her alluring countenance, and her long, voluptuous black-stockinged legs exuded a lethal allure!
Li Zhiyan leaned closer, pressing himself onto Aunt Rong.
"Aunt, you’re seriously stealing my soul..."