On the other hand, Dalin took Manti to Nanyang, and the two rested in a hotel, and these days they were busy making friends from all walks of life and inspecting the market situation here. Dalin found that the jade jewelry in Myanmar was not only rich in reserves, but also of high quality, and there was one thing that made Dalin itch, this thing can really make a lot of money.

In the lavishly decorated hotel room, Manti wore a red-striped salon around her neck, crossed her legs, leaned back in a chair, and held a boxwood comb in front of an oval mirror, gently combing her hair one by one.

Her hair was hinged with tongs, and her head was covered with large seductive waves, slender and feminine, the same as her figure.

Dalin took a bath and came out with a bath towel, Manti caught a glimpse of him in the mirror full of sagging and flabby old meat, a burst of disgust, opened the makeup box, grabbed the powder and hit it on the mirror, Dalin came over and leaned over, pressed her smooth shoulders and asked her:

"What's wrong, unhappy?"

"I'm not happy, what the hell is the weather in Nanyang, you see I'm tanned, I don't have to look in the mirror."

"Hey, be careful, don't be angry, your husband and I are here to earn you a mountain of gold, do you want to?"

Manti looked down and smiled, turned around, still leaning back in his chair, looked up at him, pursed his lips and smiled, and said:

"Gold and silver can't compare to you, Lin Chengshan."

When Dalin heard this, he laughed with joy, wiped his thumb on Manti's scarlet lips and said:

"Manti, you know that you are not only beautiful, this mouth is sweeter, come, kiss one."

Da Lin's bloated belly pressed against Manti's knees.

"Oops, your big belly squeezed me!"

Dalin had no choice but to let go of her, bowed his head and pouted like a child who had made a mistake, looked at his big belly, pinched layers of belly, shook a few times, and said helplessly:

"Manti, look at me, I'm socializing every day, if I don't stand up, I don't have momentum, and you don't like it when I stand up."

"Hehe," Manti covered his mouth with his backhand, laughed twice, stood up, hugged Dalin from the side, and clinged to Dalin like a dodder clinging to a tree, patting his big belly, his hair gently sweeping over his chest.

"You are full of gold and silver treasures, and you are rich and noble."

"Scared, Manti!"

Dalin picked her up, looked at her with a smile, and spun around the room, Manti laughed.

"It's fun, it's fun."

Dalin bit his mouth, hugged her tightly, and turned faster and faster, and liked to listen to her unbridled laughter. Manti was a little dizzy, and pulled Da Lin's hair and told him to let himself down. Dalin was hurt by her scalp, but still refused to let her go, and finally he couldn't support it anymore, and the two of them both fell on the big bed, and they were playing in the water happily.

"Whew-oh no!"

Dalin rode on Manti's body, as if lying on the cotton, and after a few clouds and rains, he was already panting like a cow, and his movements were getting slower and slower. Manti hugged his waist, looked at him coldly, and asked:

"Tired?"

A shallow smile rose from the corner of Dalin's mouth.

"Baby will hurt!"

"Cut-", Manti let out a disdainful sound in his heart, squinting at Da Lin's tired face, dissatisfied that he was old and so useless, but don't die "immediately", and spit out a mouthful of foam at the time.

"Jingle bell bell—"

A hurried phone rang, damn, at this time, disturbing Lao Tzu's interest, Dalin glanced at the phone in annoyance and refused to answer it, Manti slapped him on the ass and asked him to pick it up, don't miss the business. Dalin reluctantly got up, wrapped up the bath towel, grabbed the phone and said "hey".

"Big brother, it's me, Maoshan!"

"Oh?" Dalin gasped for breath, "Maoshan, why did you come to Nanyangli?" "Huhuhu-", Dalin eased his emotions, but still couldn't breathe.

"Hey, big brother, why are you panting?"

"Climb the mountain, this mountain is too high, so tired - 'huhu' - your noble man called this Chenguang!"

Mountain climbing?

This is a hotel call, the person on the other end of the phone was suspicious, Manti in the bedroom listened, covered his mouth and smiled, grabbed the salon and wrapped himself, sat up and gathered his scattered hair, slipped out of bed, walked into the bathroom, scooped a scoop of water from head to toe.

"How can there be the sound of water?"

"Oh, I've come to the waterfall, the water is loud."

Manti couldn't help laughing "haha", and he didn't wrap up in the salon anymore, so he walked out naked, looked at him with his hair shaken, and called him "Dalin" delicately, I see how you make it up.

"Huh? How can there be a female voice? Is Madame there too? ”

Manti's curvaceous body was covered with transparent droplets, some of which were connected into streams, meandering down and ticking to the ground, and some of which shone brightly under the reflection of the lights, and the whole person was as if he was refreshed.

She hooked her feet, and a white lotus root gently rested on the door frame, and turned sideways to assume a very charming pose. Da Lin straightened her eyes, as if she was a plump and moist peach, and the raging fire was "rubbing" and burning, and the line of fire went straight up. I couldn't hear him answer on the other end of the phone, and I thought something was wrong, so I shouted "Hey, hey, hey" and shouted to him.

"You haven't hung up yet, I'm at the hotel!"

Dalin hung up the phone with a "snap" and pounced on Manti like a hungry tiger.

"Hahahaha-" Manti laughed and hit him, his long hair shook him all over the water, turned around and ran into the bathroom, Dalin followed closely -

At night, Da Lin was so tired that he fell asleep on the bed, snoring like a pig, Manti took off his head, patted lanolin on his face with "popping", slipped Dalin out of the corner of his eyes, and became proud: Men are all tendons, and if the means are good, he will obey.

The moonlight outside the window is like water, and the stars are noisy and crowded the night sky, Manti pushed open the window and leaned out, looked up at the sky, closed his eyes and let the cool breeze caress his face, so comfortable, this evening breeze. On the opposite side is a private house, and the dark houses are sleeping with their lights out.

"Pap" The lights in a pane were lit, and the house was bright, and Manti looked over curiously, only to see a young mother picking up the child who woke up at night, patting the child's back and coaxing "oh oh", the child was crying at first, and gradually stopped the sound under the mother's comfort. The more the mother looks at the child, the more she likes it, sits down, holds the child and gently shakes it around, humming the local sleep song to coax the child, like the Virgin Mary.

Manti turned her head sadly, closed the window, and sobbed.

"What's wrong, Manti? Why are you crying? ”

Dalin heard the cry in a daze, and thought that some female ghost had broken in, so he woke up and turned around, but when he saw it, Manti was leaning on the wall and sobbing, sat up hurriedly, and asked her. Seeing that he was awake, Manti couldn't help but let out a "wow", threw herself on his lap, fell on his knees, twitched his shoulders and cried loudly, Dalin put his arms around her shoulders, patted her back and persuaded her to stop crying.

"Dalin, I want a child, I want to be a mother, I want to be a mother."

Dalin understood that she was sad for this, and also, Manti once said that she had miscarried a child, and the chance of getting pregnant in the future was very small. She was deprived of the right to be a mother at such a young age, what a tragedy! Whenever she saw a young mother holding a child in her arms, she always pulled Dalin and walked away quickly, but as long as the child was alone, she would tease him for a while, and sometimes let the child call her "Mommy".

Da Lin saw all this, and he could understand the pain in Manti's heart.

"Woo woo - why did God punish me like this? Whoever has not been young, who has not made a mistake, will be punished for the rest of my life? ”

Dalin sighed and patted her on the back just like the mother just now, hoping that this would give her some comfort.

This coquettish and bewitching woman relied on the capital given to her by God, and effortlessly got money, status, pampering, and everything that almost all women wanted, but God just deprived her of her innate rights and happiness as a woman, she could never experience the hard work of being a mother, let alone the joy and satisfaction of being a mother.

She got too much and too little, who would pity this miserable woman?

Manti cried all night on Da Lin's lap, and Da Lin never closed his eyes all night, and said a lot of good things to coax her. The two got up the next day, one eye was red and swollen, and the other had dark circles, both for a non-existent child.

After eating breakfast lightly, Dalin was going to see a warlord again, Manti was lazy to accompany Dalin, accompany him to various dance parties, dinner and afternoon tea, listen to him talk about business, and have a good relationship with the wives of important people or the daughter's secretary for him, listen to information, the role of this lover is also relaxed, and the old lady is gone.

"Manti, wait a minute, accompany me to meet a warlord, this man calls himself the 'King of Burma', I want to see how capable he is."

"Go ahead, I'm not comfortable."

Manti fiddled with breakfast, fingernails against her head, put on a languid look, and answered him lightly. Da Lin hurriedly walked over and coaxed her:

"What's wrong with you? What's uncomfortable? Why is he uncomfortable now, this person has to be seen, he has a dozen wives......"

Manti was annoyed when she heard this, turned her head and said impatiently:

"He's got a dozen wives and what do you want me to do? How many more can I dig for you? ”

"Manti, why are you talking like that! - Have you decided whether to go or not? - Go ahead, just do me a favor. ”

Dalin suppressed his anger, spoke to her in a consultative tone, and begged her to go with him. Manti pursed her mouth, threw away her fork, stood up, spun around, sat down on the sofa with her buttocks, fiddled with her nails, and said without raising her head:

"I don't want to go, I really don't want to, I don't want to see those people, a dozen wives, two children."

Da Lin lowered his head, pondered for a long time, understood her feelings, cried all night last night, and today he has not recovered from it, so he changed his tone and said:

"Then you have a good rest, don't be too sad, no one in your life can snatch it away, and the child has no chance."

"Oh, you go quickly, where are you comforting me? The curse is also cursed to death by you. ”

Da Lin sneered, put on his hat and went out.

……