Northern Myanmar: Years of Dehumanization

Sister Qiong and I turned our heads when we heard the noise. The person who opened the door was not a woman, but a handsome man with fair skin and wearing a bathrobe.

At first I thought he heard the noise at the door and came out to check on the situation.

After all, I knew from Diao Peng's words that the partner who hosted the big boss this time was a woman.

It can't be that she had sex reassignment surgery, right?

"Are you Sister Qiong? The master is waiting for you inside!"

Before I could think too much, the man who opened the door said this.

Sister Qiong nodded without any surprise, and walked in with Amin.

In other words, Sister Qiong knew this routine, but she didn't know which room she was in.

In this place, the only one you can trust is yourself.

The richer people are, the more afraid they are of death, just like staying in a hotel without exposing their real room number.

Otherwise, if you fall into the hands of someone who wants to kill you, it will be extremely easy to kill yourself.

This is something that often happens here, so you have to be cautious when going out.

I also entered room 402. This room is a suite, a more luxurious one.

Entering the room is the living room. There is indeed a woman in the living room, but there are two other men!

The other two men also have handsome faces, but one has yellow skin and the other has black skin.

They have better figures and are more attractive to girls.

The woman is a mature woman, still in a state of charm.

He has short hair, crow's feet can be seen at the corners of his eyes, and nasolabial folds next to his nose. His skin is fair and looks well maintained.

At this time, the woman was lying on the sofa. She was also wearing a bathrobe, but she didn't tie it up and opened the door.

The man with darker skin squatted in front of her and put her legs on his shoulders. He didn't know what was going on.

The yellow-skinned man was standing behind the sofa, placing his hands on the woman's chest, seeming to be massaging her.

The woman had a contented look on her face, and from time to time, she would make inexplicable sounds from her mouth.

It is simply an extremely luxurious scene!

The truth is that you are a winner in life...

Yes, in this place, as long as you have the ability, a man can have many women.

Women, of course, can have many men.

"Boss Feng, it looks like you are having a good time here!"

Sister Qiong saw the look of enjoyment on the woman's face on the sofa and seemed not to know that we had entered the room. She reminded us, but her tone was teasing.

"Where can I get better? The hotel in this place is so bad that it makes my skin break out."

After Sister Feng heard what Sister Qiong said, she opened her eyes slightly, glanced at us, and said these words with some complaints.

Her eyes were a little cloudy inside, that kind of yellow color.

Later I realized that when she was at that age, she had too much desire and did that kind of thing a lot, and she would have that color.

"That is, how can this small place be compared with the city you live in?"

After hearing what Sister Feng said, Sister Qiong hugged Amin and sat on the sofa opposite Sister Feng. She stared at her with suspicion, as if she was used to such a scene.

Sister Feng did not answer according to Sister Qiong's words, but slowly sat up and stretched herself, looking lazy.

"No expression."

Sister Feng glanced indifferently at the darker-skinned man who put her leg on his shoulder and said coldly.

It's not that Sister Feng is too harsh, but that Xiao Hei really has no expression.

Xiao Huang, who was behind Sister Feng, had already withdrawn his hand and stood quietly aside.

After Sister Feng finished speaking, she pulled back her beautiful fair legs, and then kicked Xiao Hei to the ground.

Needless to say, although Sister Feng is a MILF, she still has a good figure probably because she takes good care of herself.

Otherwise, I wouldn't be able to describe her as still charming.

Xiao Hei, who was kicked down, didn't say anything, but quickly stood up and stood aside.

Then she slowly tied up her bathrobe, covering her beauty.

After Sister Feng sat up straight, her first glance was not at Sister Qiong, but at me.

Sister Feng's eyes swept across my body, she crossed her legs, looked me over, and raised her lips painted in voluptuous red:

"The man who came this time was pretty good. He could barely stay in my room. Isn't this another cousin of yours?"

After Sister Feng commented on me, she withdrew her gaze and looked at Sister Qiong.

"Ha, if I had a cousin like this, I wouldn't bring him to you."

Sister Qiong obviously heard Sister Feng's teasing voice. Although her face was calm, her tone of reply was not very friendly.

"Look what you said, am I as bad as you said?"

After being scolded by Sister Qiong, Sister Feng couldn't help but roll her eyes.

I did not sit down, but stood next to Sister Qiong. Looking at the conversation between the two people, I felt that they were evenly matched.

No one falls behind, and no one is better than anyone else.

Otherwise, I'm afraid a fight would have started by now.

In this place in northern Myanmar, if there is someone behind you, you can get hard.

If there is no one, then the teeth will be knocked out and the food will be swallowed in the stomach.

Then Sister Feng patted the sofa next to her without waiting for Sister Qiong's answer, and the fair-skinned man came over.

Very skillfully, he sat next to Sister Feng, and then untied his bathrobe, revealing a few ribs from his slim belly.

Not too big, but very clear and very attractive.

Of course, when I say it’s tempting, it doesn’t include me.

It's those women, and people with special quirks.

"Some people just don't know how beautiful men are. What's the point of having to guard girls who are just like you?"

Sister Feng hugged the white-skinned man and placed her hands on the man's abdominal muscles.

The white-skinned man put his head in Sister Feng's arms very cooperatively, looking like a little bird clinging to her.

Watching this guy's performance, I opened my eyes, "Good guy, buddy, you are really incredible!"

I admit, if there was an opportunity like this, I probably wouldn't let it go.

However, I will never become a white-skinned man.

It's so uncomfortable.

Without waiting for Sister Qiong to reply, Sister Feng turned her head slightly, looked at Xiao Huang next to her, and gave him a wink.

After the yellow-skinned man caught Sister Feng's look, he came to me aggressively and gave me a middle finger!