When Sister Feng walked into the room, my eyes popped out.
I thought Sister Feng was going to be slept with!
But when I heard that Sister Feng was going back to the hotel, I was stunned again.
Iya may believe it, but how could she hide it from me?
This is obviously an excuse made by Sister Feng.
In fact, what I didn't know was that Sister Feng didn't plan to spend the night here at all.
If it wasn't for a look at her room, she probably wouldn't have come to eat this meal.
In the past few years in northern Myanmar, the only two people who could make Sister Feng willing to give her heart and soul were me and Eya.
During this time, Yi Ya also went to the hotel with me several times. Every time she went, she would bring some small gifts to Sister Feng.
Sometimes it's a piece of clothing, sometimes it's a pair of shoes, sometimes it's a small hairpin.
Simplicity has been engraved in Iya's bones, and the things she buys are not very expensive. The most expensive pair of shoes only costs more than 200 yuan.
Sister Feng usually doesn't even look at such cheap clothes.
Her clothes are all luxury goods, and even a pair of pants costs thousands of dollars.
However, Sister Feng was very happy about the things Iya bought, and she was so happy every time.
From what I know about Sister Feng, her joy is definitely not fake!
Just like today, the orange jacket she is wearing was bought for her by Iya.
How do you say something?
If you respect me a foot, I will give you a foot in return.
Seeing that Eya had no barriers to me and even decorated her room carefully, and seeing the scene of Eya and I enjoying each other, a certain heartstring of Sister Feng was touched unconsciously.
Sister Feng is not Eya. She is deeply poisoned by traditional thinking. She cannot accept the fact that I am shared with other women.
According to her original idea, even if she resorted to conspiracy, she would take me away from Eya.
But she never expected that Eya not only did not reject her at all, but actually cared about her in every aspect.
In this case, Sister Feng is indeed a bit conflicted. She neither wants to give up on me nor hurt Yi Ya.
After thinking about it, Sister Feng decided to make a concession. At least tonight she would not embarrass me or make Iya feel uncomfortable.
So, she found an excuse to go back.
Sister Feng was very decisive. After talking to Iya, she immediately turned around and left.
I quickly got up and asked Iya to take a shower first while I went to see Sister Feng off.
Sitting in the black BMW X5 that Sister Feng just bought, I looked at Sister Feng with mixed emotions.
Sister Feng didn't rush to start the car. She rolled her eyes at me and said, "Why are you looking at me with such pitiful eyes?"
I smiled and asked her, "Have you figured it out? Are you ready to exit my world?"
Sister Feng said leisurely, "Why should you give up? What will I do if one day I miss a man? You live such a good life, it's not in vain if you don't use it."
"Grass!"
I swore and said with a smile, "I didn't expect you to treat me as free labor!"
Of course I was joking. If Sister Feng really regarded me as a pretty boy, she would not have knelt in front of the Bodhisattva day and night when my life or death was uncertain.
After a while, Sister Feng said something very inexplicable.
She said, "Tang Yu, why is Iya so nice? Why is she so nice to you and me?"
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I twitched the corner of my mouth, and for a moment I didn't understand why Sister Feng said such idiotic words. ()?()
At that moment I scolded her, "Is there something wrong with you? Are you satisfied that Iya is a shrew? I am dedicated to doing good, and I deserve to marry a good wife like Iya."
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Sister Feng was too lazy to talk to me. She waved her hand at me and said impatiently, "Get out of here and come back."
Go and accompany your good wife! "()?()
Before getting off the bus, I said to Sister Feng with a smile, "Don't be angry, I have to go to the hotel tomorrow and I will help you get rid of the heat."
After closing the car door, I heard Sister Feng say four words from her mouth - go to ***.
I grinned and was about to open the car door and teach Sister Feng a lesson, but she stepped out and ran out.
Then, Sister Feng pressed the whistle twice more to signal her to leave.
I waved my hand twice at the rearview mirror, and then, Sister Feng really left this time.
Looking at the BMW's taillights, I smiled and shook my head.
I thought tonight would be difficult, but I didn’t expect that bitch Sister Feng to do this!
At this time, I was thinking, since Sister Feng made a concession tonight, will she completely withdraw from my world in the future?
I have no idea.
I'm too lazy to think that far. If she feels happy, then she will stay. Anyway, Eya won't make trouble with me.
If there is someone else who can make her happy, then I won't deliberately stop anything.
After all, I already have Yi Ya, and I am not like Meng Qiang, who has overflowing emotions.
I only have so much true love. If I give it to Yi Ya, I will definitely neglect Sister Feng, and vice versa.
After Sister Feng walked onto the avenue, I also gathered my mood and went upstairs with brisk steps.
I moved to a new home today, and Iya has always been in a good mood.
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My sister also returned to the hotel, and no one in the main building disturbed Iya and I.
Well, according to the agreement, it should be possible to unlock a few more postures.
The next day, when Iya got up, she hit me with a red face, blaming me for torturing her too much last night.
Looking at Iya's shy appearance, as well as her slender waist and attractive buttocks, I felt a little hot again.
They say that a full body warms the mind and makes the body happy, and it is true at all!
At that moment, he reached out and pulled Iya back to the bed, and roughly untied the skirt she had just put on.
Then, today’s breakfast was an hour late.
Today, Eya was going to the vegetable market to stock up on more vegetables, and I was going back to the small park, so I left One Eye and Daya behind and asked them to act as Eya's driver and internal security.
In addition, I left the BMW with Iya, and Lao Hei and I drove the pickup truck to the small park.
One Eye, Daya and Lao Hei are my three personal security guards.
I was too lazy to remember their names, so I asked them to give themselves a fancy name.
In northern Myanmar, it is also popular to give yourself nicknames, and anyone with a nickname is basically someone with some strength.
Then these three people are also funny, named directly after their own physical defects.
As for the BMW I left for Iya, Sister Feng also bought it.
Some time ago, Sister Feng bought two imported BMW x5s through Allen. She only mentioned the cars ten days ago.
Among them, one was for her own use and one was given to me.
Actually, Sister Feng, there is absolutely no need.
