C213

Name:Wife's Lover Author:
I met the man from the other bedroom, but instead of looking embarrassed or embarrassed, the man smiled at me.

He wasn't tall, even a little shorter than me, he was lean, his legs looked thinner than mine, he wasn't good-looking, he looked like a slob of mud that Nuwa had thrown out at random, and he looked at me and went straight into the bathroom.

I guess he's that woman's roommate, or boyfriend. If he's really her boyfriend, then she's got a really bad eye for boyfriends.

I opened the bedroom door and was startled by what I saw.

I think this bedroom was clean before, too, but now everything falls to the floor.

The woman was sitting on the ground. Her clothes were dirty, and there were a few bloodstains on her face. She tilted her head and looked at me with an embarrassed expression on her face.

I looked at the seventeen year old woman's sister. Her sister really stunned me, she had a very simple and pretty appearance, with fine eyebrows, narrow eyes, sharp chin, and thin body. She looked like a willow branch, but her eyes were cold and empty, as if the whole world was not in her eyes.

She was sitting on the edge of the bed with her hands on her knees and her long hair hanging down over her shoulders. She looked up at me, and her eyes were blank, but I couldn't help feeling that her movements and manner were so sad that I couldn't help but want to protect her.

This kind of girl didn't seem like she was staying at night, but more like a young miss who had accidentally fallen to the wind.

"Are you the buyer?" The girl observed me for a moment before asking softly. Her voice was very pleasant to hear, but the words she spoke weren't pleasant to hear.

I looked over at the woman. I wanted to know how she explained it to her, but then I thought it wouldn't be wrong for her to say I was the buyer, would it?

I was ashamed of myself.

The woman quickly got up from the ground and walked over to her sister, "What are you talking about?" At the same time, he turned to me and smiled, saying, "My sister is still young and doesn't understand."

"Where's my breakfast?" It was at this moment that I heard the man's voice from outside. He had a strong accent when he spoke, and his voice was so loud that it made me feel uncomfortable.

I looked at the woman and saw panic on her face. She quickly said, "Ah, that's my boyfriend. I'm going out for a while."

"Hurry up, where's my food?" A man's voice came from outside again, his voice making me sick. I want to go out and give it a good beating right now.

The woman glanced at me, then at her sister, then gritted her teeth and went out.

Now only her sister and I were left in the room. The woman's sister was looking at me, and I was looking at her, and I could smell the same scent on her.

He had the courage to climb without care, and the determination to gain power.

Neither of us spoke, and I saw her sister's hands tighten, as if she were holding something back.

Just as I opened my mouth to speak, the bedroom door opened again. I gave the woman's sister a helpless look before turning my gaze towards the door.

There were some things I didn't want a woman to know, and though I didn't know what was going on inside her, I didn't trust her.

"Alright." There was a hint of unease in her eyes, as if she was worried about what her sister and I were going to say to each other.

I smiled slightly and said, "I'm very satisfied with your sister."

The woman nodded quickly. She had a smile on her face, but it didn't give me any sympathy.

"I want to talk to her alone." I specifically emphasized the word 'alone'. I thought that she, who had come out early to mix in with society, would understand what I meant.

When the woman heard me, her face changed. She looked at me, then at her sister, and I think she was now convinced that the two of us must have said something. She smiled and said, "My sister is still young, and I'm worried about her.

I stared at the woman with a faint smile and didn't say anything. I wanted to hear what more she could say, but to my surprise, the one who interrupted her was her younger sister.

"Sister, I want to talk to her alone." The woman's voice was soft but firm.

I turned to look at the woman's sister, who was sitting with her back straight and her lips pressed tightly together. Even in her cheap pajamas, she didn't seem to be losing any of her poise.

The woman gave a start and went out as if she were angry, but she didn't close the door. I went over and closed it, locking it at the same time.

I turned to look at the girl and smiled slightly. The girl stared at me, expressionless.

I walked over to the bed and set the breakfast on the bedside table. "Have you eaten?" Then I sat down in a chair not far from the girl.

The girl looked at me for a long time without speaking, then she grabbed the bag and took out the lunchbox and chopsticks and began to eat. She ate like a hamster, with a puffy face and a very small sound, and she ate very fast, as if someone might take the food away from her.

I smiled at her, and she was full of energy, unlike her sister.

After about five minutes, the girl put the chopsticks and lunch box back on the bedside table. She looked at me without speaking.

"I'll go with you." This was the first thing the girl said after she put down the lunchbox, because it was so blunt that I thought I had misheard her.

I looked at the girl and asked gently, "Do you know Yan Zhan?"

The girl's face contorted in an instant. She clenched her fingers and quickly regained her composure.

"I also hate Yan Zhan." I laughed. "I want to pull him out."

The girl looked at me seriously and asked softly, "What are you going to do?"

When I saw that she was interested in the subject, I said, "The thing I wanted you to do this time is simple. I want you to sleep with a man who wants you to be a virgin. He's a very powerful person." I'll go straight to the point.

The girl looked at him and smiled. Her smile was very light, but it was very beautiful. She said, "Even if you didn't say anything, I would have agreed."

I looked at her without speaking, waiting for his next words.

"Because we are of the same species."