Yvette was still looking at the layout of the shop.
"What's wrong with you?" Susan suddenly became curious because Yvette suddenly looked in the direction of the residential building opposite.
"I feel like someone is watching me," Yvette had a weird feeling. She felt like someone was spying on her.
"It's not surprising. You have such a good figure. If I were a man, I would follow you every day. Look at your butt..." Susan stretched out her hand and patted Yvette on the back. She was envious of Yvette as a woman. Yvette's figure was so good that she was really jealous of her elastic skin.
Yvette rolled her eyes at Susan.
She stared at the building for a while but found nothing. It must be her imagination running wild.
"Stop fooling around," Yvette was serious. Susan actually took photos again and again as if she was addicted to them.
"Did you and Chuck do it last night?" Susan asked.
"No, he has been very tired recently," Yvette blushed and replied.
"Tired? Of course he was. Yesterday he..." Susan said. She muttered in her heart, how could he not be tired after taking another girl's virginity?
"What happened to him yesterday?" Yvette's beautiful eyes were full of curiosity.
"Nothing," Susan shook her head and almost spilled the beans. If Yvette knew what had happened yesterday, she would definitely be heartbroken.
As a friend, she could not bear to see her friend upset.
"What's the relationship between Queenie and Chuck?" Susan wanted to ask clearly. She knew what had happened in the bathroom the day before, but Queenie did not resist, which meant that they had a relationship.
"They are seatmates."
"Seatmates? Yvette, aren't you worried that something is going on between them?" Susan felt that she should have reminded Yvette.
"They are fine," Yvette shook her head. She knew that they were sitting beside each other in school, but they hadn't done anything inappropriate for a long time. During class, she especially watched the two, and they didn't even hold each other's hands. How could they have anything to do with each other?
There was no doubt that they were just good friends or perhaps, just classmates.
Susan sighed in her heart. How could they be fine? Last night, they had sex in the bathroom. Susan wanted to say it out, but she was worried that Yvette would be sad and might break up with Chuck. She certainly couldn't do that.
Because Yvette obviously liked Chuck very much, that was why she referred to him as her husband when they are at home.
"I don't like that Queenie Carson. Don't ask her to come to our house in the future," Susan could only remind her that at least Queenie could not do that kind of thing in Yvette's house.
"But I like Queenie," Yvette shook her head. She knew Queenie's character and she was a very good girl. Among the students she had taught, Queenie was one of her favorites.
Susan felt helpless. Yvette was being too kind. "Well, Yvette, it's up to you to decide. I'm hungry. Let's go grab some food."
"Alright," replied Yvette.
Then, the two women packed up their things and went to the restaurant next door for food...
......
"Auntie Logan, is something bothering you?" Chuck was a little confused. Willa had been absent-minded lately. Did something happen?
"I'm fine," Willa replied.
"Auntie Logan, are you not feeling well? Why don't I take you home?" Chuck thought that she was not feeling well, and thus bringing her around town would make her feel even more uncomfortable.
"No, I'm fine," Willa smiled. She just realized that there was a car following behind them. This person was very clever. If it weren't for Willa's experiences, she truly wouldn't have noticed.
Chuck didn't think about it at all. How could he possibly know that he was being followed?
Willa smiled and said, "Chucky, let me drive today."
Chuck was surprised, but he stopped at the side of the road regardless. The two of them swapped seats. Willa then began to drive. Chuck felt calm. Willa was good at driving. She drove really fast, but Chuck felt at ease.
He was so comfortable that he nearly fell asleep. "Auntie Logan, you drive so well."
"Really?" The smile on Willa's face reached her eyes. "In the future, if you want me to drive, you can ask me to do it."
Of course, Chuck didn't know that there were not many people who could let Willa drive in person. If others who knew Willa heard this sentence, they would be jealous of Chuck.
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