Feng Yin ignored the netizens’ jokes, and she was just a joke.
But since Xiaoxiao is willing to pay, she doesn’t have to be tired of teaching there, so why not do it?
But it’s better to confirm.
“Comrade Xiaoxiao, are you making money by yourself, right?”
Xiaoxiao nodded.
“Hutting me is not beyond your financial ability, right?”
Xiaoxiao shook her head.
Feng Yin confirmed the good news and agreed happily, picked off the coach sign with the smell of grilled sausage, and returned it to the grilled sausage stall.
In Xiaoxiao’s surprised eyes, “Let’s go, don’t you want to chat.”
Xiaoxiao stared at the brand of grilled sausage, looked at Feng Yin again, and followed her with no idea what to say.
Inside the ski resort, Feng Yin took off his ski suit and his hair was a little wet, and she wiped it with a tissue.
Five people sat down, each with a cup of milk tea, chatting.
However, most of them were Xiaoxiao saying that the secret lover on the side catered to him, while Mu Nan and his foreign boyfriend looked at each other affectionately and kept holding hands.
Feng Yin answered some questions he could answer, and the rest were beyond my mind.
Not awkward, but boring enough.
Munan’s foreign boyfriend said something in a gusto, but Munan couldn’t understand it at all. He just took a look and thought to himself: How should she break up?
That’s right, Mu Nan’s purpose today is to break up with his foreign boyfriend.
“There is a steak on Ganjing Street in the south of the city that is delicious.”
Feng Yin subconsciously changed the language. She didn’t notice it herself, but the speaker was quiet.
Munan’s foreign boyfriend immediately looked at Feng Yin as if he had found a soulmate. It was a look of finally having compatriots!
“I am from Chinese.”
This sentence is still the man’s native language.
The foreign man was really crying with joy.
“That’s great, can you translate something for me?”