After dinner, Fang Zhiya went to clean up the kitchen.
Because it was hot and he had sweated in the kitchen earlier, Li Zhiyan went to take another bath.
"Aunt Fang."
"This bathroom is too slippery, I'll arrange for someone to install a couple of anti-slip handrails tomorrow."
"Okay, I'll do whatever you say, darling."
"Aunt Fang, I see you're feeling hot, come and join me for a bath."
...
A long while later, the two of them came out of the bathroom.
Li Zhiyan held Fang Zhiya unwilling to let go, he could feel her passionate and sincere love for him, and as a deeply romantic man, his love for Fang Zhiya was equally fervent.
Continuously responding to Li Zhiyan's kisses.
After a while, Fang Zhiya said, "Darling, are you not wearing black stockings anymore?"
"Of course, I should."
After putting Fang Zhiya down, Li Zhiyan picked up the black stockings from the sofa and gently helped Fang Zhiya put them on.