Watching the instigator from last night squatting on the floor to open his suitcase, Manman couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"
"Taking out the swimsuit from yesterday. I told you not to wear it; if you do, it's only for my eyes."
Manman suddenly felt she had lost out; now she couldn't even wear the swimsuit.
"You're so petty." Manman lifted the blanket, got out of bed, and went to the bathroom.
Feng Yi took out the swimsuit and zipped the suitcase back up, then stood up from the floor. "The pettier, the better with matters like this. I don't want other men seeing my wife."
Manman laughed and peeked her head out from the bathroom, toothpaste froth still at the corner of her mouth, "I get it, Mr. Petty."
After washing up, Manman picked a dress from the wardrobe to change into, did her makeup at the vanity, and then went downstairs with Feng Yi for breakfast.
After eating, they drove to the airport.
