Unwillingness

Honestly speaking,'s feelings were extremely moved upon hearing He Li's words, especially that sentence, 'If anything were to happen to you, what would happen to me if I were to continue living'.

Although Zhang Zijun had not experienced so much, he knew that such words would only come out in front of someone he loved.

In Zhang Zijun's memories, if he had done anything wrong, He Li would definitely blame him, but this time, He Li did not.

This time, He Li's performance was completely like that of a cute little girl. After Zhang Zijun laid down and listened to his instructions, He Li took out a hot towel from the bathroom and sat on the side of the bed, using the warm towel to help massage the bruises on Zhang Zijun's neck.

"Zi Jun, does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt, Aunt He Li, as long as you apply it, it won't hurt at all."

He Li looked at Zhang Zijun's neck with a sad face. His heart was sour and he tried to apply the least amount of strength possible to Zhang Zijun, afraid that it would hurt him.

However, although Zhang Zijun said that his mouth did not hurt, he was actually in excruciating pain. One of his hands held tightly onto He Li's hand. He Li's slender jade hands could originally be considered soft and boneless, but they were tightly held by her.

With a sentence like that, the person you loved will suffer a great deal of harm. Although it hurts him, it hurts your heart.

At this moment, wasn't He Li the same as well?

He Li's heart was sour. Looking at Zhang Zijun's face, it was as if he wanted to find those thugs and ruthlessly vent out this anger for Zhang Zijun.

When the bruises were done, He Li did not stop. Instead, she used her hands to massage Zhang Zijun's body as much as possible, in an attempt to make his body feel better.

It had to be said that He Li's ability to serve others was extremely effective, and was extremely gentle. To He Li, her greatest goal might not be her career, figure, looks, or even being gentle, but it was possible that she did not have that ability.

Perhaps her greatest asset as a woman, was in fact her way and method of taking care of people.

During the entire night, she had sat by the side of the bed to protect Zhang Zijun and served him. As Zhang Zijun laid on the bed, he gave off a very hazy and comfortable feeling, as if he were a king.

Before this, although Zhang Zijun had once felt this kind of feeling, it was last night in He Li's room, when He Li was lying under his crotch …

He Li busied herself until midnight. Seeing that it was getting late, she went close to Zhang Zijun's ear and asked him gently, "Zi Jun, how do you feel? Does your neck feel any better? "

"It doesn't hurt anymore. Auntie He Li, you're awesome."

After Zhang Zijun finished speaking, He Li placed the towel on the side, then turned around and laid on his chest lightly.

This lying down didn't matter, but with her soft and jade-like body right in front of him, Zhang Zijun's hand couldn't help but rest on He Li's body.

She touched it gently, that kind of extreme touch feeling was really too enjoyable. He Li was like a obedient little cat, patiently receiving Zhang Zijun's caress.

After a long while, her head neared Zhang Zijun's face. He Li held Zhang Zijun's face with both hands and said softly, "Zi Jun, promise me, you won't do such a thing again next time. I'm telling you, if something happens to you, even I won't be able to survive.

Zhang Zijun nodded seriously, and patted her head gently: "Aunt He Li, I know, don't worry, I won't make you so sad again."

"Hehe, this is my obedient baby."

Hearing Zhang Zijun's words, He Li slowly raised her head with a smile on his face. The smile on his face looked like the bright moonlight in the night sky outside the window.

It was also like the reflection of the moonlight in clear water, causing people to not dare to disturb it, fearing that they would destroy this pure and beautiful smile.

Then, He Li bent down to allow Zhang Zijun to take off his shoes. Seeing this, Zhang Zijun felt a little embarrassed, since he was a boy, he wasn't as meticulous as a girl. He was afraid that the stench of his feet would spread to He Li. However, He Li was not together at all, as she carefully helped him untie her shoelaces.

"Aunt He Li, why don't we forget about it? I'm a little embarrassed."

"Haha, little darling, why are you so embarrassed? What's there to be embarrassed about? "

"I'm afraid my feet will stink and smoke you."

After Zhang Zijun finished speaking, he became even more shy, and at the same time, he also noticed the change in He Li's expression.

He Li then smiled and said mysteriously: "Zi Jun, do you know? "A woman will never despise her man. Even if her man is truly dirty, then, the woman will choose to clean him. However, she won't dislike him at all."

Although Zhang Zijun understood the meaning behind He Li's words, what exactly was the relationship between the two of them? Zhang Zijun was already a little confused.

Just like this, He Li patiently took off his shoes.

Even after taking off his shoes, it was not the end. Furthermore, He Li very kindly took off his socks.

Soon after, He Li helped him make the bed and then took off his clothes. After finishing all the work, He Li sat on the side of the bed and covered her body with the blanket.

The current He Li, was simply too beautiful. Zhang Zijun could not help but ask: "Auntie He Li, will you sleep with me tonight?"

Just as He Li was about to speak, He Lu suddenly called out to him. He Li did not answer him, but said: "I'm going out first, if you're not back in ten minutes, you go to sleep first."

After He Li finished speaking, she turned around and walked out, closing the door tightly.

After He Li left, Zhang Zijun was in a daze as he looked up to the ceiling. Suddenly, he felt a thread of warmth next to him, he turned his head, and saw a pair of flesh-colored stockings, which He Li had taken off when she served her.

He took the pair of stockings from the bed and examined them closely, recalling how He Li normally walked around the house while wearing the stockings, her enchanting appearance made him forget about herself.

In a daze, he placed the pair of stockings by his nose and sniffed them gently. It was no different from what he had expected.

The socks that He Li had taken off had a faint smell of strawberry milk. Zhang Zijun confirmed once again that this was the smell on He Li's feet.