Yang Fei felt guilty inside and simply ignored the private conversation between the sisters.
He covered his face with the magazine and drifted off to sleep in a daze.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, the plane landed on the runway at Yannan Qingshui Airport.
When Yang Fei woke up, he found that Mi Xuan was wiping the sweat from his forehead with a wet towel.
And there was Mi Duo, looking annoyed, with her already overly-large eyes glaring.
Below her fiery red curly hair were delicate brows and eyes.
Her cheeks had a bit of baby fat, plump and rosy like those of a porcelain doll.
Both of these twin sisters were slender beauties, with thin waists and delicate shoulders.
It was incomprehensible how such slender beauties could have such excessively large busts.
It was completely disproportionate to their petite, balanced figures.
Seeing him wake up, Mi Xuan's face went red again.
With reluctance, Mi Xuan bade farewell to Yang Fei.