Shen Hao changed to a group with Hugo, pretending to be Hugo's assistant.

As soon as he heard Hugo's arrangement, Shen Hao shouted that it was unfair, and he complained that he couldn't be separated from An Beimo before. It's good now, even the opportunity to team up with Seven Stars is gone.

The most infuriating thing is that he actually came to me and asked me to ask Hugo to take the initiative to exchange with him.

I seriously suspect that this kid didn't wake up and was full of nonsense. So I scolded him violently and told him that we were on a mission, not a vacation. The grouping is for the convenience of everyone's action, not for friendship to draw red lines. What's more, this was specially arranged by Hugo, and we can't just disrupt the leader's plan.

Shen Hao rolled his eyes and glared at me, obviously thinking that I was faking public affairs. As a result, I promised him a meal of Peking duck, and finally he stopped.

Hugo already had a passport to Japan, which saved us a lot of trouble. However, in order to hide his eyes, he still followed the travel agency we arranged into Japan.

On the day of departure, since we were through three travel agencies, we had to set off in turn according to the travel agency's schedule.

An Beimo and I were in the second group, and Hugo and Shen Hao were the first to set off. When leaving, Shen Hao's extremely resentful eyes were sad to watch.

However, I, An Beimo, and Qixing were only sad for him for half a second, and then they chose to ignore it directly.

An hour later, An Beimo and I set off, and in order to act like a couple, the two of us also deliberately wore the same couple outfits. However, both of us were in a little squirming state, which made Qixing say that the two of us acted like the real thing.

We first took a bus to Xidan, from where we took the travel agency bus and went straight to the capital airport. Gather at the airport with the rest of the tour operator, then check in your luggage and board the plane with the tour leader. More than half an hour later, An Beimo and I got on a plane to Japan.

There are more than 20 people in our tour group, most of whom are young couples, and An Beimo and I are not conspicuous among them. It's just that An Beimo is too beautiful, and she exudes the temperament of an arrogant royal sister, which inevitably attracts the attention of others.

There are a few girls, not to say that An Beimo looks like a star in a movie, and they actually took a pen and paper to ask An Beimo to sign it. There are a few men who are even more exaggerated, and they actually took a photo with An Beimo with their mobile phones, but they were all scared away by my sharp eyes.

According to my statistics, from the gathering to boarding the plane, the number of couples who quarreled for An Beimo has reached three couples, and there is a trend of continued growth.

An Beimo was so annoyed that he simply found a mask to put on, buttoned his sunglasses to his face, and put my baseball cap on his head, which was a little quieter.

Neither of us spoke much along the way, and each of us closed our eyes when we were free. Taking advantage of the fact that we are free now, we have to rest more and accumulate energy, and when we arrive in Japan, we don't know if we can sleep again.

The plane flew directly to Tokyo, Japan, with a total distance of about 2,500 kilometers and an actual time of about four hours. However, there is a time difference between the two places, so when you arrive in Japan and adjust it to local time, you will mistakenly think that it is only a three-hour flight.

After landing, An Beimo and I followed the tour group and left the airport by the bus that came to pick up the airport.

There was a tour guide on the bus who was in charge of this trip to Japan, but he was Chinese, and he was explaining some of the characteristics and precautions of Japan to everyone.

I wasn't interested in these tours, so I lay on the back of my chair and closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep. At this time, An Beimo touched me with his elbow, and I squinted at her with one eye.

"Do you hear that? Smoking in Japan is different from in Japan, and you must smoke in designated smoking areas. An Beimo spoke with a mask, his voice low and muffled.

I opened my eyes and looked out the window and asked her, "Where is the designated place?" I, I actually want to smoke a cigarette right now, and I'm suffocating along the way. ”

An Beimo glanced at me, and said in an aggravated tone: "I advise you to quit smoking for the time being, don't come back and be arrested for this matter, then you will be ashamed." ”

I frowned slightly and asked, "What?" Now are you going to take care of me? After that, when I get married, won't I have any freedom at all? ”

An Beimo was slightly stunned, came to his senses and suddenly gave me an elbow blow. She was so hard that I almost screamed in pain.

Holding the place where she had hit, I leaned closer to her and whispered, "Grandma! How do you react like a girlfriend? ”

An Beimo said coldly: "Even if I am your girlfriend, this is the reaction!" Don't compare me to the squeamish girls in the car. Since you're in a group with me, you and I are in charge! ”

I was stunned by her bold words, and I didn't know if she was telling the truth or acting.

But these words made my heart very happy, and I patted my chest and promised her: "Don't worry! With this sentence to you, I won't smoke a cigarette in Japan this time! ”

An Beimo snorted softly, ignored me, and turned his head to look out the window.

But when she turned around, I saw that her lips were visibly moving on the mask, as if she was smiling.

As soon as I said it, I regretted it a little, it was a bit awkward not to smoke. But when I thought of An Beimo's smile, I felt that it was worth it.

At this time, the Chinese tour guide on the bus had already begun to teach the people on the bus to speak Japanese, which were all common words, such as "hello", "thank you", "sorry" and so on.

At first, these tourists were quite serious, but when the tour guide taught a Japanese sentence "Ya Butterfly", the whole car suddenly burst into laughter.

And the men laughed wickedly, and the women laughed shyly.

I thought about it for a while before I figured out the source of this sentence, but looking at the reactions of other people in the car, it was clear that they had already lost their own lessons.

Originally, the tour guide planned to let everyone go to the Tokyo Metropolitan Government Building to see the famous Mt. Fuji. But today the weather is not beautiful, and it is gloomy and it is raining lightly. Mt. Fuji can't be seen, so the tour guide changes the itinerary and takes everyone to the hotel first.

The travel agency arranged the accommodation at the Shinjuku Prince Hotel, which is located next to Shinjuku Station, and it is said that the hotel building has been featured in many Japanese movies and TV dramas.

In addition, the hotel is not far from Kabukicho, Shinjuku Gyoen, Tokyo Metropolitan Government Office and other attractions, and is the first choice of many travel agencies.

But An Beimo and I naturally won't stay in a hotel, and when we get here, we're going to leave the travel agency.

Taking advantage of the fact that the tour guide assigned the room, everyone was unprepared, I quietly walked out of the hotel door with the suitcases of the two of them, and An Beimo followed behind me. As we were about to leave the house, I noticed that the tour guide looked at us, but then turned his head away.

My heart moved, it turned out to be my own person!

There was a taxi right outside the door, the driver was Japanese, he was very kind to help us carry our luggage into the trunk and opened the door for us to get into the car.

When I got in the car, I realized that I didn't know how to tell the driver where I was going.

I don't know Japanese!

Just when I was sitting in a daze, trying to figure out how to communicate with the driver. An Beimo, who was next to me, suddenly spoke Japanese very fluently. After a few words, the driver said "hi" and drove away.

I found another skill in An Beimo that I didn't know. I asked her, "When did you learn Japanese?" How did I not know? ”

An Beimo muttered a few words to me in a low voice, but I didn't understand a word. It was neither English, nor Japanese, nor our native language.

Looking at my stunned expression, An Beimo said playfully: "I can also speak French!" There's so much you don't know! ”

Looking at An Beimo, who always surprises me, I suddenly remembered what Qixing said to me: "It's not that An Beimo is too mysterious, but that you know too little about her!" ”

I burst out laughing, and I felt funny. Anbei Mo is Anbei Mo, unique and mysterious, and always different. Maybe that's why I like her!

The car drove forward, I looked at the unusually clean street outside the car window, and quietly went to hold An Beimo's hand. She neither dodged nor refused, allowing me to hold her little hand tightly.

I don't know what's going on, holding An Beimo's hand, my neck is hot and my face is red.

To be honest, An Beimo's hands are not delicate. Especially in the palm of her hand, I can feel the calluses of her hands that have been sharpened by holding the gun for a long time. I gently stroked these cocoons back and forth, and it felt very kind and comfortable, because the palms of my hands were the same.

If ordinary people touch the girl they like and have a cocoon in their hands, they must be distressed first, then lyrical, and swear to be good to her for the rest of their lives, and take care of her for the rest of their lives. I don't feel this way, on the contrary, I think this is An Beimo, I like, with its own strong attributes of An Beimo.

At this time, I couldn't help but think that it would be better if this was not a mission, but really a trip with An Beimo. Immediately, I made up my mind that after this operation was over, I would definitely arrange a trip for only me and An Beimo.

The Japanese driver is very friendly and will give us pointers when passing some beautiful buildings or places of interest. I didn't understand, so An Beimo whispered to translate for me.

This is still different from what I expected, I thought that when I knew that we were Chinese, the Japanese people would be resistant, who would have thought that this was not the case at all. The Japanese driver is not only very polite, but can also speak a few polite words of Chinese.

Anbei Mo can read the road signs on Japanese roads, and she told me that she has now arrived in Edogawa District, and the driver just introduced that there are many Chinese living here, many of whom are young families working in Japan.

When I looked out the window, I saw that the Japanese-style buildings here were all small buildings with two or three stories high, which was considered a mid-to-high-end residential area. It seems that the living conditions of the Chinese living in Japan are still very good.

In front of a small white building, the car stopped. An Beimo paid the money, I glanced at the Japanese currency handed out, and there were more than 100 synthetic yuan, and the rumor that Tokyo taxis were expensive was actually true.

After helping us remove our luggage, the driver said "goodbye" in Chinese and left with a smile.

The environment here is very quiet, I looked left and right with An Beimo, and found that there was nothing abnormal, An Beimo stepped forward and rang the doorbell.

It was Shen Hao who opened the door for us, although I hadn't seen him for a few hours, but seeing a familiar partner in a foreign country still made me feel very kind.

Who knew that Shen Hao, this guy ignored me, and made a Japanese-style nodding salute with An Beimo enthusiastically, and directly took the suitcase in An Beimo's hand.

I secretly scolded this guy for being sexless and ignoring friends, and followed him into the house.