A'niu turned around to get his luggage.
"Hmph, so tough, watch out or you might not get married!"
A'jiu glared at him with venomous eyes.
Then, driving the off-road vehicle they had arrived in, she took A'niu away.
Both of them awkwardly didn't speak the entire way.
A'niu closed his eyes to rest, thinking about the past few days' experiences, which felt like a dream.
Bored, A'niu turned to look at A'jiu's profile.
To be honest, this woman was quite attractive, and today, A'jiu was rarely wearing a skirt.
He remembered barging in earlier while A'jiu was changing clothes.
So big, so round.
Images of big white steamed buns flashed through A'niu's mind.
Although A'jiu was wearing a skirt, she was as crisp and efficient as always.
Black Martens boots, nimbly pressing the brake and gas pedals.
At this moment, looking straight ahead with her face taut, she looked beautiful but with a hint of toughness, which had a charm of its own.
While A'niu brazenly ogled her.
