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On a white shirt, a little blue petals set off, looking pure and general, under the swaying skirt, two jade feet wrapped in white socks flickered on the clogs.

Looking up, I saw a woman who looked like a waitress, wearing a white and blue kimono, strolling forward, holding a delicate dinner plate, a few reddish sashimi, two simple broccoli to decorate, and ice beans the size of beans to keep them fresh.

I saw her walk to a sliding white door, open the door and enter, the interior of the room was simple, but it was exquisite. In the middle, a long table about 50 centimeters high is placed with a variety of exquisite dishes, and three white cushions are placed on each side of the wooden table, which is obviously an authentic Japanese restaurant decoration. The woman gently put down the plate in her hand, looked up carefully, as if checking the number of dishes, and after counting a paragraph, she saw that she smiled slightly, and her delicate and fair cheeks were suddenly as beautiful as blooming flowers.

"Miko, Miss Fujiwara is coming, hurry up and prepare." I heard a soft voice coming from the door.

"Hey, I'll be right here." Hearing this, the maid slowly got up and left the room.

In the luxurious hall, a few people came in and out intermittently, dressed very carefully, and they were obviously all prominent statuses. A beautiful girl at the front desk nodded and smiled from time to time to welcome, and a background wall behind the girl said "Hot Spring Resort", which was particularly conspicuous by several small yellow lights around.

Wang Yong, who was sitting on the sofa not far away, flipped through the magazines at random, and rolled his eyes over and over again, all in Japanese, which made his head big for a while. I lit a cigarette casually, glanced at the indoor exit of the hall, and still didn't see a familiar figure, and said casually: "Women are really troublesome, and it takes so long to wear clothes." But when I thought about it, the corners of my mouth suddenly rose slightly, and I couldn't help but think about the delicate figure of Fujiwara Lichi in the bath just now......

"A few people walk slowly. Welcome to your next visit. A waiter bent over and said.

A sentence interrupted Wang Yong's thoughts, and when he heard the sound, he leaned forward slowly with his body leaning on the sofa, staring at the front with a pair of eyes, obviously seeing something strange.

I saw a few familiar women coming out of the indoor exit, no. To be precise, there is also a little girl, all dressed in Japanese style and costumes, pink and white clothes, a touch of crimson on the faces of several people who have not yet dissipated, and light makeup on the face, which is particularly moving.

Especially Ouyang Feifei next to her. With undisguised excitement on her face, she walked forward with her head held high with pride and confidence, and although her kimono was not as slim as a professional attire, it was loose and could not hide her tall figure. A seat of black hair is naturally coiled, and the tips of the silk hair sway on the fair face with the wind, as if swaying in the willow leaf wind, giving people a fresh and sweeping feeling. I'm used to seeing her usual outfit. Now, it's a different kind of thing.

And Qin Wanrou was not as confident as Ouyang Feifei, a trace of shyness hung on her face, like a frightened deer, and her eyes were a little distant. is obviously not suitable for dressing like this, but she is born with a delicate face and body, which is the root of her beyond the reach of others. Now it gives people the feeling that they desperately want to protect, but they don't want to interrupt the beauty.

Look at Maomao's petite posture again. But it also looked different from usual, her little hands were held by Qin Wanrou and Ouyang Feifei, probably worried that she was too young, and she was wearing sports shoes with different clogs on her feet. Wang Yong couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "My lovely daughter, at a young age, was invaded by Dongying culture, and it seems that Fujiwara Lichi is still quite hospitable." After careful arrangement, how can you be so sharp about yourself. ”

But seeing where Wang Yong was, Mao Mao rushed over and shouted, "Godfather." ”

When Wang Yong saw this, he immediately looked stunned. Quickly extinguished the cigarette in his hand, opened his hands, and picked up Maomao.

Mao Mao glanced at Wang Yong with a surprised look, fiddled with his coat with his little hand and said, "Why didn't my godfather change his clothes?" ”

Just when he didn't know how to answer, Fujiwara Lichi, who had come to his side, looked at Wang Yong with white eyes, thinking that although he was peeped at just now, he thought that he "chiluo" and "enjoyed" some natural beauty, and his mood was much smoother.

It's good enough to be able to barely spare his life, so don't expect anything if you're interested. But after all, I still have to consider the feelings of several other people, and he said as if explaining: "I'm sorry Mr. Wang Yong, I prepared in a hurry, and I didn't have time to prepare for you." "Secretly disgusted, but full of apologies, others naturally don't say anything.

Wang Yong could naturally think that she was doing it on purpose, but if she was unhappy because of this, not only would she not be cheap, but she would also look stingy, not to mention that she didn't look at Dongying men's clothing.

Putting down the fur in her arms, she saw that Fujiwara Lichi still had a cold expression, and her arrogance appeared in her coquettish figure, but it didn't seem appropriate. Wang Yong secretly said in his heart: "It's a pity. ”

Then he said, "Miss Fujiwara is serious, I have the impression that Toei clothes are only worn more at home, but it is really inappropriate to wear 'pajamas' on the street. ”

"What, you ......" Fujiwara Lichi heard him compare the costumes to the family 'pajamas', and couldn't help but feel the atmosphere in his heart, but he quickly retracted it, and he didn't know how to deal with it for a while, and what else to say, Wang Yong had already taken Mao Mao and turned around and left.

Seeing this, Ouyang Feifei immediately handed Qin Wanrou a look, motioned for her to appease Fujiwara Lichi, followed two steps to catch up with Wang Yong, and said in a low voice: "Old Wang, we can't keep a low profile." ”

Wang Yong glanced at her, lowered his head and smiled, did not answer, took Ouyang Feifei and walked forward, no longer paying attention.

Two silver-white business sedans have long been parked at the door, the body is spotless, and there is Yichuan Nakano in a white suit standing at the door of the body, seeing Wang Yong coming, he nodded slightly, said hello to the driver in the car, and the door opened automatically.

Wang Yong glanced at him and said to Ouyang Feifei: "Well, you see that he doesn't wear 'pajamas' on the street." Then he smiled.

Ikawa Nakano didn't know what he meant, and his face was full of doubts.

Ouyang Feifei was a little embarrassed, and seeing that he didn't know why, she responded with a smile: "Thank you." When he spoke, he didn't forget to secretly stretch out a few fingers and twist them vigorously on Wang Yong's forearm.

Immediately after, Fujiwara Lichi and Qin Wanrou also came to the door, Ikawa Nakano hurriedly turned sideways, and after a deep bow, he quickly opened the white umbrella, helped Fujiwara Lichi put on the sun, and said softly: "Sect Master, according to your wishes, lunch has been arranged." "A groveling image, like a waiter next to the palace concubine, sets off the dignity of the master.

A white-walled alley, single-storey houses on both sides, dark green tiles are placed on top of each other, quite an ancient style. Among the cherry trees on the side of the road, there are several artificial rickshaws parked sparsely, and the ground is scattered with leaves, as if autumn is coming. Around the corner, two white business cars turned slowly, rustling over the leaves.

The car was parked at a door, and the first thing to get down was Ikawa Nakano and the Mido Group-Shinozakura, and after looking around roughly, the door opened automatically, and Wang Yong took a step down and looked up. There is a signboard on the door, which is particularly eye-catching. See it on a white background, with the word "tattoo" written in black lettering, and the small letters in the corner are "Tanaka Restaurant".

"Sashimi." Wang Yong said to himself.

Several people got out of the car one after another, and Fujiwara Lichi walked up to Ouyang Feifei in small steps and said, "Please taste it today, Dongying's authentic cuisine, I hope you can like it." ”

Ouyang Feifei said: "Miss Fujiwara is polite, we are casual and disturbed." ”

"I don't know what the difference between an authentic restaurant and a domestic restaurant is." Wang Yong heard the two talking, and turned sideways to cater to him.

Fujiwara Lichi saw that he was unmoved, but questioned, his face was helpless, and he thought in his heart: "This man really has no courtesy, if it weren't for Ouyang Feifei to come to Dongying, how could it be your turn to enjoy this treatment." ”

Next to him, Ikawa Nakano saw Fujiwara Lichi helpless for a while, as if he didn't want to pay attention to this person, and he was reluctant to socialize. immediately walked in front of Wang Yong as if he was worried. He said politely: "Mr. Wang doesn't know, Dongying cuisine is a daily traditional diet, and to be able to make exquisite and attractive dishes requires delicious materials and excellent cooking skills, and this Tanaka cuisine can meet the standards, I hope you can be satisfied." ”

Wang Yong looked at Yichuan Nakano and said, "I hope so, don't be like any hot spring bath." looked like she was talking to herself, but she left a shadow in her heart and began to calculate, hoping that this woman would not engage in any "special" hospitality because of what happened just now.

Several people entered the door one after another, and the interior of the restaurant was much more elegant than the cold outside, the courtyard was in a quadruple shape, the corridor was made of wooden building materials, and on one side was the dining room next to each other. On one side is a 100-square-meter courtyard, and in the center two maids in kimono sit under a cherry blossom tree, holding a soup spoon in their hands, carefully filling a liquid from a porcelain jar and pouring it into the vessel next to it. The cherry blossoms are in full bloom as if they were just blooming, and they are very beautiful.

According to the cherry blossom season, when it is from March to April, the cherry blossoms are still in bloom, which is amazing. Qin Wanrou couldn't hide her liking, and couldn't help but take a few more looks. Mao Mao's little eyes blinked, and he said as if intoxicated: "It's so beautiful." ”

Seeing this, Fujiwara Lichi leaned over and looked down at Mao Mao and explained: "That is just an artificial construction, not a real cherry blossom tree, if Mao Mao likes it, when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, I will take Mao Mao to see it." ”

"Thank you, Auntie." Looking up at Fujiwara Lichi, who leaned over to explain, Mao Mao replied.

"Good girl, let's go." Fujiwara Lichi rarely showed a shallow smile and said, it seems that he likes Mao Mao very much.

A group of several people came to the door, and Ikawa Nakano took a step forward and walked to the front of Fujiwara Liike, and hurriedly opened the door. The dining room has already been prepared, and all kinds of exquisite dishes are neatly arranged.

A few people sat down with Ikawa Nakano and the three women - Shinozakura, and they consciously retreated. Wang Yong also picked up the chopsticks on the table and looked around, and in a blue transparent glass plate, the white slices of meat like chrysanthemums blooming into his eyes. The chopsticks did not hesitate, dipped the seasoning on the side, put it in the mouth, tasted it carefully, the taste was unique, and the corners of the mouth showed a satisfactory situation.

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