After several twists and turns, it took three times to get to the airport, and finally bought a flight to Shanghai, or six o'clock in the evening, calculate the time, it was already nine o'clock in the evening when I arrived in Shanghai, and it was estimated that it would be eleven o'clock from the airport to my home.

I had a bad dinner in advance, asked the airport staff to help pack my luggage, and waited for the plane to take off.

When she thought that she would be able to see her today, she was very happy, her phone was out of battery, so she was a surprise, she definitely didn't expect that she would come back so soon.

Appeared unexpectedly, Zhou Fang is a god, and he can't calculate it, unless Huyan Lina calls him to inform him.

What should come will always come, and what should be seen still has to be seen, he can't always let her live in hiding in Tibet, and he doesn't want to.

After passing the security gate, Hong Yu got on the plane, sat in the cabin, closed his eyes and recuperated.

Under the leadership of the Japanese, Zhou Fan came to the door of a big house, and there were really two black-clothed people at the door, guarding the door like door gods.

When he saw Zhou Fan, he seemed to have seen a savior, holding Zhou Fan's hand tightly and saying, "Thank you for coming, when you get married, I will send you a big red envelope"

After glancing at Shi Lang, who was stubbing his beard, he tiptoed his ears and said angrily, "Go back to the hotel, look in the mirror, like a beggar, and give me a big red envelope, when I solve the matter, you just wait for her to dismantle you!" ”

As he spoke, he let go of his hand and entered the door, leaving Shilang alone and staying outside.

When I went in, I realized that this place is really like what is shown on TV, with ancient architectural patterns, gardens, stone roads, and gazebos, giving people the feeling that it is the world of rich people.

He followed the Japanese through the gravel road to a row of houses, and when he saw that the Japanese had taken off his shoes, he himself took off his shoes and followed him into the house.

Entering the room, the Japanese man and a woman talked a few words in Japanese, and then left first, Zhou Fan stupidly didn't understand what they said, so he could only look inside the house.

It's also like in the anime, with a pure wooden structure, and the woman is wearing a kimono, smiling and nodding at herself, and making a gesture of please.

There was no language exchange, Zhou Fan had to follow her, walked to the back, and came to a door similar to a bathroom, which was already steaming, Zhou Fan thought to himself, what is this for? Won't let me take a bath, will you?

Two more women in kimonos came up, and without saying a word, they directly took off Zhou Fan's backpack, and then began to take off her clothes and pants.

"Well, well, what are you doing here? I'll take off the shower myself, I don't need your help," he said, pushing them away and doing it himself.

"Please don't embarrass us, we are also acting on orders" After speaking, he came up to help Zhou Fan undress, and took off the clothes on her body one by one, leaving only a pair of underwear.

Looking at the three of them, I almost picked myself up, and thought, you don't want to do these shorts, right?

Still didn't escape, was pulled down by a woman, covered the top, couldn't cover the bottom, and lost the dead.

"Miss Zhou, please take a bath!"

Endure, I endure, I endure for the sake of seeing Naka, for the sake of that stupid Shilang.

Barefoot, I came to a huge bathtub, which was a brown liquid and smelled, but it was acceptable.

"That, I'm menstruating, I can't soak this, can I shower?" As he spoke, he covered his chest with one hand and blocked the bottom with the other, which was extremely embarrassing.

Who knows, a woman actually pulled out her shorts, examined them, and said, "This is a medicated bath, it won't be harmful to your body, and besides, your menstrual period is over"

Looking at the underwear he was wearing, he was just carried by a woman in his hand, and there was nothing on it, and he was speechless.

Sitting in the bathtub, soaking her body in it, exposing her head outside, looking at the three Japanese women, I can't think of what I will let her do next?

I don't know how long I have been soaking, but they let them out, and they come out by themselves, and they have not yet enjoyed being so 'taken care of', and they are undressing and taking medicinal baths, which is really strange for the Japanese.

"Miss Zhou, you can come out, we will help you wash your hair"

Zhou Fan got up from the bathtub, soaked very comfortably, was wrapped in a large bath towel by them, came to the side of the pool, lying on a single bed, the two women began to wash and scratch her hair, more professional than the shampoo in the barbershop.

After washing your hair and taking a bath, you can get dressed, right? Zhou Fan looked at the clothes he had taken off by them just now, and he didn't know when it was gone? I wrapped myself in a white bath towel and didn't even have a pair of underwear, what should I do?

"Click"

Listening to the constant sounds on the floor, coming towards me, there was not only one, but several voices overlapping each other.

"Miss Zhou, please come with me and get ready to change"

Wear clothes and change clothes, ancient emperors?

Barefoot, stepping on the wooden floor, followed them to the next room, where there were already several women waiting, holding white and yellow fabrics, looking very comfortable.

Taking down the bath towel, an older woman began to take a white dress and helped Zhou Fan put it on first.

This treatment is good, someone helps undress, someone helps wash hair, and someone helps get dressed, there is no such good treatment in this life, stretch out your hands, let them wear, what's the matter with them?

Layer after layer, I was surrounded by a group of women, all with their heads bowed, and a woman who helped me dress was busy, as if she was a level taller than them.

Finally put it on, Zhou Fan looked at a set of clothes on his body, dumbfounded, he is not Japanese, why should he wear a kimono? Why are you dressed like them?

Looking at the wooden slippers on the floor in front of me, or the toes are clipped, do you want to wear this too? I'm not used to this dress, and now I still have to wear wooden slippers, aren't my feet cold?

"Invite Miss Zhou to the restaurant for dinner"

I was finally able to eat, I didn't have a good breakfast, I ate at the airport at noon, and now I can finally have a good meal, it's not bad!

Put on wooden shoes, walk slowly step by step, these dead shoes, walking is really terrible, the sound is hard to hear, not to say, not to follow the feet, and the kimono on the body, can only take a small step, the step is big, like a skirt, can not take a step.

The restaurant walked a long way to arrive, scolded secretly, and was led into a room by them, and they all left, and there was an old man sitting cross-legged inside, with all white hair, wearing a black kimono, and his expression was extremely serious.

I took off my shoes and went in with my head held high, but I still sat cross-legged like him, or did I kneel on the ground like I did on TV? It seems that the kimono on the body is very tight, it is impossible to cross legs, to kneel, facing a Japanese, is it not very embarrassing for the Chinese, wearing this clothes is very sorry for the Chinese, I feel that I will return to China in the future, speechless to the more than one billion compatriots in China.

Another woman came in, holding a plate, bowing her head, step by step to the dining table, knelt on the ground, put the dishes on the table, stood up again and said, "Miss Zhou, please dine"

The old man also looked at Zhou Fan, smiled faintly, and said something as if he was very satisfied with Zhou Fan's dress, but Zhou Fan didn't understand at all.

"Miss Zhou, this is our husband, he took time out of the gang to come back to dine with Miss Zhou, and asked Miss Zhou to give face"

"Thank you husband, but can you help me change my clothes, I am a Chinese, why do I wear your Japanese clothes, and I can't eat on my knees, I just had a major operation on my knee, it's really inconvenient" Zhou Fan finished speaking, lifted the kimono on his body, exposed his legs, and on one side of his knee, there was a long, long scar.

"Yaga"

Zhou Fan understood this sentence, and then he threw the wine glass out, and the Japanese woman was so frightened that she didn't dare to move, and said sorry, sorry.

Zhou Fan thought that he was scolding himself, and he was angry because he was rude to him, but he didn't expect that he was not scolding himself, but the people who dressed him just now.

"Sorry, we didn't know, please forgive me, we'll replace it for you right away"

Zhou Fan followed the Japanese woman and returned to the dressing room just now, the people inside had already prepared their clothes, but they were not their own.

Stretching out their arms, they quickly took off their kimonos, changed into a new set of slacks, and a light yellow sweater, and put them on for themselves.

In fact, after changing clothes, you can't kneel, kneel to the sky, kneel to your parents, you can't kneel in front of the Japanese, no matter how important Naika is, this Chinese solar term can't change.