Lin Xiaotao is twenty-eight years old this year, although she grew up in a welfare home, she has never had any resentment because of her parents' abandonment, and since her parents gave birth to her, they no longer owe her.

Lin Xiaotao has been very assertive and sensible since she was a child. When she became an adult, she applied for a foreign Chinese university, majoring in Japanese, and in her words, she didn't have to worry about not being able to read BL in the future.

After all, he lives alone in Japan, and there is no one to rely on, so Lin Xiaotao has to occasionally do temporary translation in order to make a living.

So, a coincidence of fate happened.

Originally, she was upset because a middle-aged pervert uncle-level customer tried to do something to her, and she planned to take a leave of absence for a few days to rest, but she received a call today. The employer is a young and wealthy rich second generation, and the request is very simple, just to be a temporary translator for one night.

Even though someone had been scolding the evil capitalism and stuff at the time of the notification, he didn't hesitate to take the job. After all, as the old saying goes, you can't get along with anyone and you can't get along with money, and this time the remuneration is even comparable to the money I usually earn as a translator for a week.

On the other hand, he thinks he is proficient in Japanese, and he thinks that the Japanese he has learned (from some romantic action movies) is enough to roam the streets of Tokyo. When he really walked on the street, he realized that he could only wander on the street. The words on the street signs and storefronts are completely devoid of Ya Butterfly and Ki Mo. So Jiao Zuoren had to go back to the hotel very embarrassed, find the hotel's front desk staff, and ask her to help find a temporary translator. Even so, Jiaozuo still doesn't think that there is a problem with his Japanese level. "MMP, these little Japanese are suburban, right?,I can't speak Japanese in the city.,Phew,It's a shame"

Yas. It's just such a dick, and it's still a rich second generation, Jehovah, your eyes are more or less a little bad.

Seeing that this "rich second generation" Lin Xiaotao, who hired himself during his rest time, was not stingy with his poisonous tongue at all, and began to complain wildly in his heart. I completely forgot that I agreed because I didn't resist the temptation of a high reward.

"Beauty, let's get to know each other, dare to ask Fang's name?" Jiao Zuoren looked at the temporary translator who had just spent a lot of money to hire, and looked at her outfit with a little doubt.

"Sir, there's no need to know each other, anyway, the two of us won't stay together for more than half a day, and it's not very important whether we know the name or not" Lin Xiaotao deliberately controlled her tone a little mean, but it was not sharp.

In fact, in Lin Xiaotao's heart, a crusade against Jiaozuo has already begun.

Such a thing, you still want to talk to me? is so young and rich, and if he is a hanger, he must be a social scumbag who gnaws at the fruits of his parents' hard work, and he still wants to be a mother? Hmph, the old lady knows that it is definitely not a good thing for you to ask me to be a translator at such a high price, fortunately, the old lady is witty, in order to prevent you, the old lady wore three sets of underwear when she went out just now.

Jiao Zuoren looked at this temporary translator who was dressed rustically and spoke harshly, but his chest was abnormally bulging (after all, he was wearing three layers), and he didn't particularly care about her refusal just now, and continued to walk forward on his own.

"Oh yes! I said beauty, is there a bar or something near here, I want to have two drinks and think about life" I didn't see the legendary miniskirt ladies on the street, which made Jiao Zuoren very disappointed, so he had a plan, but he didn't dare to say it directly, so he had to pretend to be melancholy as if he had just broken up.

Oh,It's just this dick silk color.,Still pretending to be deep there.,There's a story with me pretending to be something.,I'm afraid I want to go to the bar to soak in a Japanese girl.。

Lin Xiaotao rolled her eyes quietly, didn't say anything, walked directly in front of Jiao Zuoren, and led the way for him.

The dim lighting, the smell of alcohol, and the strong rhythmic music make it difficult to indulge.

The two went to the bar and asked for two booths. Jiao Zuoren carried a cup of Pink Beauty, pretended to be quite a gentleman and handed it to Lin Xiaotao, sat down lazily, sucked Du Ben in his hand, and searched for all the female creatures around him with a full glow.

Lin Xiaotao looked at the cocktail in Jiao Zuoren's hand, and couldn't help but roll her eyes.

A big man still drinks this kind of drink-like wine, and he is embarrassed to club.

I don't know why, the more I look at this man, the more unhappy I become, Lin Xiaotao simply no longer observes this "reincarnated rich second generation with technical content"

Although the two of them sat very closely, they were actually thinking about their own things. One was thinking about how to see the scenery under the miniskirt, and the other was thinking about how to end the job with an excuse to leave the bar for a while.

However, neither of them noticed that a man who was dressed normally, but stared at the two of them, walked in through the door with his hands in his arms and silently.