Japanese restaurant, private room.

The private room is not large, but elegantly furnished, with a narrow brown vase on the maple-colored dining table, and a few pale green wood hydrangeas on the light brown branches, detached and intimate, quite meaningful.

At the Japanese-style lifting dining table, four people sit in four directions, and their legs are enclosed in the hollow space of the tatami mat under the table.

Shen Liangsheng is used to talking, and his gentle face is also very face-saving, except for Yu Yu's occasional sneer, the atmosphere is quite harmonious.

The dishes come one after another, such as conger eel and lettuce, spiny lobster sashimi, assorted sashimi, grilled and marinated cod, and stone-grilled sesame tofu foie gras.

Yu Yu seemed to have a very good appetite today, and after a while, she finished eating a few dishes, and she ordered another round of dishes.

Shen Liangsheng snorted lightly, as if mocking her for being able to eat.

"What's the matter, my brother is worried about money?" Yu Yu raised his eyebrows and squinted at him, full of provocation.

Shen Liangsheng sneered: "Sister, just eat as much as you want, just don't have diarrhea tonight." ”

"Yo ho, then thank you, brother. ”

"You're welcome. ”

Wen Yan smiled and listened to the two of you arguing back and forth, she took a sip of sake with a wine glass, and stared at the man next to her who was speechless.

Xiao He seemed to feel something, lifted his eyes, and his indifferent eyes fell on her face.

The corners of Wen Yan's mouth raised, and she suddenly stretched out her tongue and licked the mouth of the cup.

Xiao He pursed his lower lip, looked at her deeply, and looked away expressionlessly.

Tsk, it's pretty good.

Wen Yan squinted slightly and smiled.

Xiao He was about to drink water, and suddenly felt something strange.

He frowned instantly, lowered his eyes, and his gaze fell.

The woman's soft and warm palm landed on his thigh at some point.

Instinctively, he reached for her palm.

But I didn't know that this was right in her arms.

Wen Yan twisted his wrist, broke free from the shackles of his palm, grabbed the back of his hand with his backhand, pulled it lightly, and pressed his palm on his thigh.

Smooth and tender, this is Xiao He's only feeling.

Wen Yan controlled the man's hand, leading the slightly stiff and broad palm......

Shen Liangsheng and Yu Yu were tired of arguing, and only then did they remember today's purpose.

He turned his head to look at Wen Yan, smiling, and the yin and yang weird appearance when he was arguing with Fang Cai and Yu Yu were completely different, as gentle as a considerate boyfriend: "Miss Wen, why don't you eat it, is it not appetizing?

Wen Yan smiled slightly: "No, I like it a lot, but I've been losing weight recently and can't eat too much." ”

Shen Liangsheng is used to coaxing people, and he opened his mouth to say sweetly: "Miss Wen is not satisfied with her figure, then those supermodels will have to lose their jobs." ”

Wen Yan smiled shyly: "Mr. Shen is really good at talking." ”

"yes, I'm just telling the truth. ”

Xiao He looked coldly at the woman in front of him while grabbing his hand and touching her thigh, while laughing and joking with other men, and somehow suddenly felt a little blocked in his heart.

He pursed his lips, and his hand suddenly pinched the soft, smooth skin.

Wen Yan was caught off guard, his body trembled, his eyes flew obliquely, and he glared at him with disgust, three points of strangeness, seven points of anger.

Fortunately, Shen Liangsheng just lowered his head and was picking up vegetables, so he didn't see this scene.

Xiao He's face was still light, his brows stretched out at some point, he took a wine glass and took a sip.

Wen Yan's eyebrows were lowered, but the curvature of the corners of his lips was raised higher, and his beautiful eyes flashed with a sly and proud look.