Shibuya is a shopping mecca in Tokyo, and in one afternoon, Yan Murong was almost pulled around by Yan Minghua, which made him sigh that women's endurance in this area is too long-lasting, and even he, a person who is used to it in the mountains, can't stand it. The point is that no matter how rich or poor a woman is, this nature is innate—they never feel tired when they go shopping, and whether they have money or not, they can guarantee that they don't spend a penny when they don't have anything they want to buy, and they can still enjoy shopping for most of the day.

Finally, when night fell, Yan Minghua felt the protest in his stomach, so he pulled Yan Murong, who was very resentful, to prepare to eat.

As a qualified foodie, Yan Murong, who came to Tokyo for the first time, actually pulled Yan Minghua to a street full of specialty snacks.

When it comes to eating, Yan Murong no longer worries about money, as long as it is delicious or can be eaten, he tastes it one by one, and he can see dinner with every mouth he eats.

After dinner, the two sat on the bustling streets of Tokyo, looking at the pedestrians in a hurry on the streets, and they also found it quite interesting.

It's the same all over the world, those white-collar workers who have been busy all day will take advantage of this time in the evening to come out and relax wildly.

"Have you eaten? Satisfied? Yan Minghua held a cup of milk tea in his hand and asked with a smile at Yan Murong.

"Eat it." Yan Murong patted his stomach and said with a satisfied expression. "Don't say it, the people in this place are not very good, and the things they make are quite delicious - sister-in-law, I suddenly have an idea."

"What thoughts?" Yan Minghua asked strangely. "Don't tell me you haven't eaten yet."

"Not really." Yan Murong waved his hand and said. "Look, there are a lot of snacks in this place, and the taste is quite good, do you think we can build such a snack street in Yanjing?"

"Isn't there one in Yanjing?"

"How can that be the same." Yan Murong shook his head. "That's just some snacks from our Chinese country, not from the island country - besides, we can bring together snacks from all over the world, so that those who like to eat snacks will save money on air tickets to foreign countries?"

"Yo, I really didn't see it." Yan Minghua looked at Yan Murong with a surprised expression. "I didn't expect you to have a talent for business."

"That's it." Depressed and proud. "This can be regarded as a benefit for foodies across the country."

"Come less." Yan Minghua rolled his eyes. "I think you're trying to do your good, right?"

"It's all the same, it's all the same." Yan Murong didn't have the slightest embarrassment of being exposed, smiled, and asked. "Sister-in-law, why are we going now? You can't sit on the side of the road all the time, can you? Look at those men, they all want to eat you raw with their eyes. ”

"Of course you can't waste so much time." Yan Minghua said with a mysterious face. "Let's go, I'll take you to a fun place." ——

Half an hour later, the two arrived at the so-called fun place in Yan Minghua's mouth.

As far as the eye could see, a huge neon sign was hung high, and the shiny words on it Yan Murong didn't understand a single one, but the thighs of the welcome girl standing at the door were quite white.

"What is this place?" While following Yan Minghua inside, Yan Murong asked suspiciously.

"Of course it's a place that you men like." Yan Minghua blinked Yan Jing and said with a smile.

"Kiln?" Yan Murong was shocked. "Sister-in-law, how can you bring me to such a place? Let my dad know, we both have to be skinned by him. ”

"Little bastard, what do you want?" Yan Minghua was furious. "I'm a big girl with yellow flowers to take you to the kiln? It's a shame that you think about it. ”

As he spoke, Yan Murong pointed to a signboard hanging in the hall and said. "Look, this is a bathing place, it's a hot spring, do you understand?"

"Got it." Yan Murong lowered his head in shame.

Yan Murong has always felt that he is a pure child, but men are sometimes so strange, what they didn't understand would be understood in an instant after they got married.

paid at the bar to open a single room, Yan Murong followed the waiter into the dressing room, under the waiter's surprised eyes, Yan Murong didn't even wear the yukata hanging in the wardrobe, so he quickly picked himself up, and then swaggered into the private room with his bare buttocks.

The hot spring baths are not the big bathhouses of Yanjing, each one is a single room, the room is not large, only thirty or forty square meters, whether it is the wall or the floor, all are made of wood.

In the middle of the room, there is a hot spring pool of more than ten square meters, the water in the pool is crystal clear, and there are cherry blossom petals floating on it, and wisps of heat continue to rise, making people feel as if they are in Yao Pond. It's just that Yan Murong's bare ass state destroyed this artistic conception at once.

In addition to the hot spring pool, there is also a massage bed next to it. Yan Murong didn't think much about it, so he couldn't wait to walk into the pool.

"Hmm, that's cool."

As soon as it stuck to the water, Yan Murong felt that the pores of his whole body began to expand in an instant, and he was wrapped in warm water, which made his body, which was deeply tired after an afternoon of shopping, extremely comfortable.

"The water temperature is just right, much more comfortable than a bathhouse." Yan Murong moistened the towel, covered his face, and leaned on the edge of the pool and thought comfortably. "It would be more comfortable if there was another scrubber."

I have to say, dick ~ silk is dick ~ silk, even if you have a good family background, even if you have a lot of money, you can't burn it all, but the essence of dick ~ silk in your heart is destined to be a second ancestor who is hated by everyone.

The warm spring water made Yan Murong's whole body completely relaxed, and after a while, he felt drowsy.

I don't know how long it took, when she heard the door of the private room being opened, Yan Murong woke up excitedly, pulled off the towel covering her face and looked at the door. At this glance, I was completely dumbfounded.

Yan Murong was surprised to find that the person who came in was actually Yan Minghua.

Similarly, Yan Minghua, who was wearing a white bathrobe, was also stunned when he saw Yan Murong.

There are dots of cherry blossom petals floating in the clear hot spring pool, and under the cherry blossom petals, Yan Murong's naked ~ naked "delicate body" looms.

After the shock, Yan Murong suddenly came back to his senses, grabbed the towel covering his face and blocked it in the most critical part, looking at Yan Minghua and stammering. "Little-sister-in-law, why are you here?"

"Why am I here?" Yan Minghua swept around Yan Murong with a strange smile. "I paid for a private room, why do you think I'm here? - I still want to ask you, what are you doing here? Why not get dressed? Do you follow the locals? ”