048 The fair little feet, these are jade feet!

At the hotel deep into the night, the atmosphere was tranquil...

For Li Zhiyan, the class monitor's mother calling him "husband" was like a lethal poison.

It made his reaction very natural.

At this moment, Fang Zhiya also came to her senses.

Her face heated up to an unprecedented level.

Oh God, what was she doing, calling her son's classmate "husband"?

Her own husband's hands were never that strong, never able to massage her ankles so comfortably.

She actually spoke the kind of words in front of her son's classmate that one would only say during childbirth!

Stricken with embarrassment and feeling powerless, she laid there, pretending nothing had happened.

She let Li Zhiyan continue massaging her ankle.

Li Zhiyan swallowed hard, noting that Aunt Fang really was too traditional; after all, he was just giving her a massage.

Yet it made her lose herself, now limp and utterly without strength.

However, the class monitor's mom's feet truly could be described as "jade feet."