534: It's a good thing to do: learn to dance, take a dance

The man said bastard and tossed her aside.

The special plane is not large, and there are not many people, the three Aya know each other, Zuo Long, Ah Wei, and an inch-headed man with rimless glasses, Aya has seen it once.

They are all close to him.

Set the table and play cards.

Mostly gambling, Aya glanced at the round chips piled up, the foul tone between men, and she turned her head to look at the blue sky and white clouds outside the window.

It must be restless, and it was originally scheduled that Mr. Chen would go to get Daddy's safe in the past two days.

It's only eight o'clock, and it's noon when I arrive in Japan.

It is common for Hong Kong to go to Japan, but Aya has never been there, Daddy does not have many holidays at that time, and the family is not so rich, although she wants to go.

Unexpectedly, now it was this man who took her.

Aya opened her schoolbag and flipped through the books to read, but she was distracted, thinking about Xi Cheng's identity, and she would take three people with her when she went out?

Is it just to play?

Confused, asleep, woke up with an extra blanket, and the flight attendant opposite smiled at her.

Aya returned the blanket, the hatch opened and the wind came in, Aya couldn't help but shiver when she went down the stairs, but when she looked up, she saw the snow-capped peak.

Mount Fuji?

Her eyes lit up, and she was naturally stunned, and she was dragged by him and jumped directly from the third order to the ground.

"Little dirtyman."

The smell of tobacco, the rich manliness, Aya's face was rubbed by his shirt, and when she looked up, she saw his face with a little smile under the sunshine and blue clouds.

The eyebrows are like ink paintings, and when she is willing to smile, Aya can only think of the word "posture".

He took her hand.

With such an atmosphere, Aya is naturally obedient, walking with him, her long black hair is tied around the man's arm, she is only so tall, she is also small, and whoever sees him looks like a niece.

I heard Ah Wei shouting: "I still have to bring a vigorous person by my side!" Brother Cheng won so many ......"

Are you talking about her? Aya heard that men like them talked about superstition in Guan Gong, and she thought it was funny.

In the car, Aya didn't move against the window, and threw a bottle of water in her arms, she turned around, only to remember that she was a little carried away, and immediately unscrewed it and handed it to him.

"The view is better than mine?"

Look at her eyes so wide and clear as if they were about to flow out of water, when did she look at him like this?

Seeing him push the water back, Aya realized that it was for her, and took a sip and replied, "No, Mr. Xi is good-looking." ”

The front whistled one after another.

was angry, but he didn't expect this stupid melon to answer seriously, and he stared at her without moving.

Where is the opponent, Aya blushed.

When he turned around to look at the scenery, his face was pinched away again, and he didn't speak, so he pinched and played.

The first ones, how do you want to coax?

He didn't stop it, Aya's little face turned red, like the little daughter-in-law next to the big guy, young and tender, and died honestly.

He squinted, took a faint puff on his cigarette as his eyes deepened, and wanted it.

……**……

The place where the car was parked should be at the foot of the mountain, and when I raised my eyes, I saw the vast snow-capped peaks and the temperature was very low.

Like a small town, the architecture of Japan is very distinctive, with low eaves and small roofs, but it is very neat and delicate when viewed from the bottom, and you can sometimes see flat fields.

Aya stood on the side of the road, wearing his blazer, full of his smell, unable to speak, her heart beating a little fast.

She looked at the road and the houses, and always saw him in her eyes, who called him the tallest in the crowd, with one hand in his pocket, and the other hand touching a cigarette, and when the corners of his lips were hooked, he looked very bad, and there was a local man standing in front of him, and the Japanese always liked to bow their heads seriously when they spoke, and when a local woman passed by, their eyes would come.

After talking, he turned around, and the Japanese man raised his hand and waved, and Aya saw the black figures under the eaves in the distance.

So, how can a person like him go out without a bodyguard? This Japanese is the answer.

Aya recognized the breadth of his power.

"Spirited?" When he is kind and pleasant, he is occasionally interested in being considerate.

Even if Aya didn't have the energy, she had to nod.

He turned around and left, bought a crepe on the side of the road and threw it to her, and Aya filled her stomach and followed him, looking at his back all the way.

She swept the belt around her waist, and inexplicably remembered that day in the mountains, her fingers had touched his waist, very hard, very straight, and tight.

Unexpectedly, he actually took her to the streets and alleys and entered a clothing store.

I bought cotton clothes first, and then went to the kind of small shop with a lot of flowers.

After entering, Aya knew that it was a kimono yukata seller, and she hung it on the model softly, and Aya's eyes looked slowly, and her heart beat fast.

He glanced over and stared at the girl's bright face, with a slight smile at the end of his eyes.

Aya listened to him whisper to the shopkeeper, who was a woman, about thirty years old, and he bowed down to speak, and the shopkeeper's face was a little red.

He said in Japanese, it turned out to be this feeling, low, very magnetic.

The shopkeeper took the two sets on the left, and Aya could understand a few greetings, but she didn't understand anything else.

Looking back at him, he put his hands in his pockets and frowned: "Go and try." ”

Those two sets are what he likes, and he wears them out to show him, and he wants them. The domineering didn't give her a chance to take a look, only when choosing a small handbag, he probably didn't bother to look at the colorful ones, Aya chose them herself.

When I came out of the store, it was three o'clock in the afternoon, and Aya was carrying a large bag of clothes and clogs, and he was striding with long legs in front of him.

got into the car, Aya was panting, and heard Ah Wei's rooster voice outside the car: "Brother Cheng, it's not that I said, you haven't brought a woman out, it's to hold hands, to stroll, you go yours, everything is carried with small bean sprouts, and the painting style is ugly...... Oh! ”

He got into the car, and Aya immediately moved his things aside to make room for the uncle.

The man glanced at her, Aya lowered her head as if she hadn't heard it just now, and then the big bag on her lap was dragged by him.

“……”

The car drove up the mountain, getting colder and colder, Aya put on a cotton suit, took a nap, and stopped again.

I can't recognize the Japanese characters Aya, but I know that it is a hot spring hotel, and the place is so big.

The sky was dark and blue, and the white air floated up, and he threw her down again, let her adapt to it, and put her things down.

Aya was led down by the waitress, went around the left and right under the corridor, entered a courtyard, the sound of the water in the stream murmuring, and the rhyme of the piano played slowly, pushed open the entrance, and the four men were already seated.

At a traditional Japanese dinner, men drink and talk with each other, and Aya steals so much that no one pays attention to it, and eats more sashimi greedily.

Later, he handed over the sake, and Aya drank it, and the entrance was wonderful, not quite like wine.

"Delicious?"

She smiled and nodded.

He brought another cup.

The three of them just looked at her, squinted and laughed, and when they laughed, he kicked them one by one.

Aya didn't know what they were messing with, the atmosphere after coming out was very different, Aya could see that he was not in a bad mood today, and the three subordinates didn't look at his face, and they were all happy today.

After dinner, the group came out of the courtyard and returned to the hotel in front.

When she arrived at the elevator, Aya opened the door and turned around, only to find that Awei was missing.

He didn't get into the elevator and told her to go upstairs to change her yukata and take down another set.

Aya obediently complied, and when he came down, he was still at the elevator entrance, but the white trousers on his body became a slender men's yukata, navy blue, he wore clogs, Aya was stunned, and the appearance was different, a little bit of forbidden breath in the laziness, a foreigner wore a Japanese yukata much more handsome than his own people, and a Japanese man walking around next to him...... Aya thinks he's too good at scolding others.

He took her gaze in his eyes, this person was sullen, and his heart floated on his face, can there be movement?

"Let's go."

Aya and he turned left and right again, only to see the open, one side of the wooden house is an open-air hot spring pool, there is no shelter, there is a woods, the moon hangs obliquely, and the whole Mount Fuji shows a green appearance under the clear light.

He went down to the pool and didn't care about her.

Aya's body was so light that she couldn't stand steadily under the buoyancy of hot water, and he stretched out one leg to stabilize her.

There are just the two of them in such a big place, Aya enters the water, and the hem of the yukata floats up from below, and the placket of his clothes is also open, collarbones, chest muscles, a mess...

Under the moonlight, the girl's face was a little hot, and she always avoided his gaze.

In fact, this person didn't seem to look at her a few times casually, turned around, and either lit a cigarette or drank a drink, but didn't speak.

Aya didn't move until he raised his eyebrows: "Not hot?" ”

Of course it was hot, the water was so hot, she didn't stand for a moment.

The heat was curling, his eyes were half-closed, and the moon was pitch black, and he glared at her: "Didn't you say that you want to wear a flower girl's yukata and soak in the snow of Mt. Fuji?" ”

Aya told him to suck away the low laughter, and the little face was sure to turn red.

How did he ......

It was the beginning of the course, the Geography School, and some of the theory classes were for high school review, and they talked about Japan.

Aya always has to chat with the eldest mother when she goes home, and she pulls out the book, and the eldest mother says that she wants to go to Harbin to see the snow scene, Aya said that Japan has it, and you can also soak in hot springs, and the girls in the comics wear a colorful bathrobe and carry a small bag to watch the fireworks display, so romantic.

"The fireworks display can't be seen, it's over." He frowned and dusted off his cigarette ash.

Aya looked at the side face of this person, the edges and corners of the clouds and water under the moonlight, so good-looking, mature eyebrows and eyes, and the ruffian appearance of spitting smoke rings, all of a sudden her heartbeat was thumping out of control.

Did the aunt say it to him?

Aya avoided his smiling eyes, but he couldn't think clearly, but he didn't care, and if he didn't ask his aunt about her daily life, he wouldn't know.

So...... Did you bring her here?

He jerked his body over and slammed into his arms, and he leaned over to touch her leg and whispered, "I'm going to burn if I pestle again." ”

Aya was stung, it felt so strange, I don't know if the water was too hot or his hands were hot, he looked down at her for a while, let go, put his arms lazily on the side of the stone platform, and ordered: "Dance is good, dance and see." ”

"Here?"

"It's okay to go to bed/too."

"......" Aya was speechless, her face burned, avoiding his eyes, moving her legs and arms in the water stiffly, and he saw how ugly she jumped.

After the dance, he didn't make a sound, he turned his head and went to drink again, the man's Adam's apple sliding, a moment, and a sound.

Aya's gaze quickly looked away, but she saw his shoulder blades again, wheat-colored...

"Go and put that one back on."

I don't know what he's doing, what kind of interest is this, soak in a hot spring and change into two yukatas.

After changing, he reached out his hand, Aya handed it over, and was brought to his side, he circled her and squeezed her to the shore, twisted her face and kissed it hard.

In the light of his dark eyes, Aya knew why he had two sets of yukata, and the fabric of this body floated more happily in the water...

The place is here, in Aya's unacceptable thinking, he made her breathe like an orchid, the water has buoyancy, isn't this what he calculated? Easy and effortless.

With her waist on the shore, she was imprisoned by his heavy breathing, and she looked up at every turn of the water, the moonlight was like washing, the snow and blue sky of Mount Fuji, and she grasped the blades of grass dripping on the shore...

……**……

The next day, Aya woke up close to noon, and he was already in the Japanese-style Yajing suite, and when he woke up, his face was dizzy, and his body was fine, he didn't go too far last night.

As usual, no one else can be found.

Aya got dressed, opened the hallway, and just poked her head out, Ah Wei's voice came: "Brother Cheng went to run errands." ”

Oh, let's just say that it's not just for fun.

There was food delivered, Aya ate and rested for a while, if the person was not free in the afternoon, Aya planned to ask Awei if she could go out for a walk.

I was packing my luggage and getting a small bag, and my phone rang.

Aya glanced at it and swept towards the entrance, it was Teacher Chen's automatic deletion of text messages.