Chapter 73 Let the dream pass through your heart (10)

It was past twelve o'clock at night when we got back to our residence.Mu Linsen supported me all the way, but my mood was still hopelessly corrupted. I sat on the bed, hugging my knees and meditating. Lan Ye didn't go back to her room to sleep, and she came back this night.She was very happy, undressing and showering with a hum, dangling in a sexy embroidered silk dressing gown, packing her bags.She spread out a bed of Tibetan-style Miao ornaments on the bed, tried them on one by one, and posed in front of me each time she put on one, asking: Does it look good? At first I said it looks good, but then I stopped talking to her, but she still asked uninterestedly: Is it good-looking?

I said: Please don't bother me, okay? Lan Shi bit her red lips and smiled lightly: Is it so distressed? Lan Ye said: Actually, Mu Linsen is more manly than Li Xiaofei, he is also famous and rich.Besides, everyone is just having fun, and it is not certain who will be with whom in the future. I said: What do you know! Lan Ye said: That is for Jia Mucuo.There is no need to suffer for Jia Mucuo.Kangba Han is very beautiful, but it is said that they beat their wives, eat glutinous rice cakes, drink milk tea, live in tents, have lice, and never wash their hair or take a bath. We Han people can't stand it.

I gave Lan Ye a hard look, but didn't stop her. She went on to say: Haven't you drilled into Kangbahan's tent yet? If you want to go, I can go with you and I will keep my mouth shut. I took a big sip of water, held it in my mouth, and beckoned for Lan Ye to approach.After Lan Ye approached mysteriously, I sprayed all my water on her, and she ran away in a panic, her seductive face and sexy pajamas were all wet. When Mu Linsen, Wu Shuang, and Li Xiaofei ran into our room, Lan Ye was crying, and I was crying too. It is still night in Lhasa at 6:30 in the morning, and the sun has to rise slowly after 9:00.Mu Linsen kept banging on the door to urge me.Lan Ye returned to Li Xiaofei's bed last night, and this morning she lay in Li Xiaofei's arms, sitting on the steps of the hotel, accepting Li Xiaofei's whispering comfort.

Depart at 6:30 and arrive at Gongga Airport before 8:00, there is plenty of time.But Mu Linsen and Wu Shuang repeatedly called us to get in the car.They all seem to be willing to return to their hearts, and they all value time and promises like gentlemen.After the uproar last night, Lan Ye will let them understand more clearly why I am dissatisfied.Obviously they didn't want to take Jia Mucuo seriously at all.Mu Linsen knew everything clearly in his heart, but he deliberately pretended not to know.He looks at Jiamucuo just as he looks at the mountains, rivers, temples, grasslands and blue sky in Tibet.We are tourists, we paid the money, we had a rare view of the scenery, and we should leave after seeing it.He, why are they so heartless!

I saw them all get into the car from the window, and I went back to bed and lay still. Wu Shuang went upstairs to call me again, but I pretended to be asleep and ignored him.Wu Shuang was so anxious that she rubbed her hands together and said, "Kang Zhu, get up, let me make a self-criticism for us, will it work?"We are so mean. Mou Linsen strode in and said: Wu Shuang, what are you doing with her! Mu Linsen dragged me out of the bed, dragged me downstairs, stuffed me into the jeep, and pretended to be bold, saying: Women are so fucking ignorant and bold, and dare to be vague about catching a plane.

Where did Mu Linsen and the others make it so mysterious to catch a plane? We went very smoothly along the way, and the car drove very fast.In less than an hour, Gongga Airport arrived.We got out of the car door, and the sky was light blue. The waiting hall was full of Chinese, Tibetan, Chinese and foreign people of various races, and all kinds of human body odors mixed together and rushed straight to the face.Tibetans sat on the ground drinking milk tea and eating glutinous rice cakes, and some took out lamb legs from their arms and bit them sweetly.We entered the terminal and exited, standing or sitting on the luggage in the courtyard.It was cold in the yard, and everyone was wearing all the clothes in different layers, long and short like clowns.They talked, smoked, and danced with their arms folded to keep warm. They looked very relaxed, indifferent, and at ease.Just wait until it's time to get on the plane.

Wrapping tightly in my wool shawl, already famous among the five of us, I lit a cigarette and stepped aside alone. The sky was brightening every moment, and I was about to leave Tibet. This afternoon, Jiamucuo would find that I was no longer at that window, but I didn't even say hello.His teammates must have looked bad.definitely.