Song Jiaxuan deliberately changed into casual clothes, took off her police uniform, and changed into a plaid shirt and jeans, which really had a special taste in Zhuo Yifan's heart.

It seems that people are beautiful and look good in whatever they wear.

Zhuo Yifan didn't change his dress, but he had an extra handbag in his hand, and the two of them didn't delay any longer, and took a taxi directly to the Ying-style restaurant.

Chinese cuisine is abundant, and it is generally reluctant to treat Ying-style cuisine as a main meal, and the location is a bit remote, so the area is not too large, and the restaurant is not yet full.

"Two guests, welcome. There were two greeters of the Japanese clan standing at the door, and when they saw Zhuo Yifan and Song Jiaxuan coming over, they immediately bowed down to welcome them, and their attitude was very humble.

After the two entered, a waiter greeted them and led them to a private room.

The layout of this Ying-style restaurant, except for a few tables in the hall, is a small wooden private room in Ying-style with sliding wooden doors, all of which have been handed down from ancient China.

In the center of the room, there is a low dining table, which is mainly simple, mainly some Ying-style paintings, small ornaments and so on.

Zhuo Yifan and Song Jiaxuan just glanced at each other, then took off their shoes and walked in.

Under normal circumstances, it should be kneeling at the table to eat, but considering that it is operating in Huaxia, they deliberately hollowed out the bottom of the table. This way, you can put your legs down and sit down to eat.

The purpose of the two of them was not to eat, so they randomly ordered a few common Ying-style dishes.

After the waiter went out with the order menu, he closed the door with his hand, Song Jiaxuan immediately stood up, began to check around, and then said to Zhuo Yifan, "There is no monitoring or anything like that." ”

Zhuo Yifan nodded, and Song Jiaxuan immediately came to the door, quietly listening to the movement outside, and covering for Zhuo Yifan.

Zhuo Yifan didn't delay, he directly reached out and groped for it from his handbag, took out the yin and yang gossip mirror and began to fiddle with it, and the outer and internal mirrors were divided into two directions, clockwise and counterclockwise, slowly rotating.

With the rotation, some of the runes on the outer mirror surface of the Yin and Yang Bagua Mirror began to light up one after another, and the inner mirror also began to change color.

At this moment, Song Jiaxuan whistled, Zhuo Yifan immediately put away the Yin and Yang Bagua Mirror, and Song Jiaxuan's body slid and sat lightly in the position closest to the door.

After a few breaths, there was a knock at the door, and only after permission was given did the door slide open.

The waitress knelt outside the door, she first put in the tray containing the food, then got up to enter, and then picked up the tray and bowed slightly and walked in.

Carefully put down the first dish, said slow use, and then slowly retreated, the service was very thoughtful.

Then, Zhuo Yifan took advantage of the gap between serving the dishes to check it several times.

Song Jiaxuan leaned over a little and asked softly, "How is it?"

"The taste is ok, not too bad. Zhuo Yifan replied.

"I'm not asking you this. Song Jiaxuan frowned, and secretly said that this guy did it on purpose, or did it mean it?

Before Zhuo Yifan could answer, the knock on the door sounded again.

Zhuo Yifan said lightly, "Please come in." ”

The door slid open slightly, but it was a different waiter, and the one in front of him, whether it was his appearance or dress, was not comparable to the previous one.

When she entered, she closed the door first, and then walked over with a tray.

Seeing the things on her tray, Zhuo Yifan raised his eyebrows and asked, "Is it a mistake, we didn't order wine." ”

She didn't answer immediately, knelt opposite Zhuo Yifan with a smile, took down the two bottles of sake from the tray, and then said, "That's right, this is a free gift from our store to two distinguished guests." ”

"Oh, distinguished customer, we came to your store for the first time, and the amount of money we spent was not much, so we became honored customers, so we were so lucky. Zhuo Yifan said with a smile.

"It's not about the number of times or the amount of consumption, we look at people. ”

"So, I'm so handsome, so you guys shine here, that's why I've become a distinguished guest?"

"There are reasons for that, but there are more important reasons. ”

After that, this woman of the He clan poured two glasses of wine, took one in front of Zhuo Yifan, and put the other in front of herself, but did not give it to Song Jiaxuan.

Zhuo Yifan picked up the wine glass, but didn't drink it, just played with the wine glass, and then stared at her with a chuckle and said, "Listen up......"

"Would you like to ask the name of the guest?"

"Zhuo Yifan. ”

Hearing Zhuo Yifan's name, the Japanese woman read lightly, and then said directly: "Mr. Zhuo, let me tell you a good news, I, the beautiful Yumi Inoue, have taken a fancy to you." Would you like to spend the night with me tonight?"

After speaking, a pair of eyes looked at Zhuo Yifan like electricity.

Song Jiaxuan, who was silent and did not speak, couldn't help but turn cold after hearing this, but she didn't have a seizure.

Although she knew that the women of the He clan were known for their profligacy, she believed that this woman must have some purpose if it was not like this. Therefore, Song Jiaxuan still did not say anything, quietly waiting for the following.

Zhuo Yifan and Inoue Yumi glanced at each other, a vague feeling arose, and a strong desire quickly rose in their hearts, eager to immediately push Inoue Yumi down roughly.

Seeing Zhuo Yifan like this, the corners of Inoue Yumi's mouth couldn't help but hook up a smug smile.

Suddenly, Zhuo Yifan lowered his head, then raised his two hands and rubbed his temples, and said as if he had a headache, "There is a very beautiful girl next to me, I have to think about this problem." ”

Inoue Yumi looked at Zhuo Yifan again and found that his eyes had regained clarity, and his face couldn't help but change. glanced at Song Jiaxuan again, picked up the wine glass with both hands and drank a glass by herself.

looked at Zhuo Yifan again, as if the secret confrontation just now had not happened.

Zhuo Yifan tapped the table with his fingers and said to Song Jiaxuan, who was silent on the side, "Stretch out your two hands." ”

Song Jiaxuan didn't ask why, and stretched out her two hands in front of Zhuo Yifan.

Zhuo Yifan touched it again in his handbag and took out a brush, the tip of which was red. In the somewhat surprised eyes of Song Jiaxuan and Inoue Yumi, they began to draw something in Song Jiaxuan's palm.

This is the first time that a boy has grabbed his hand like this, Song Jiaxuan is a little unnatural, but she doesn't show it.

Zhuo Yifan did not draw a portrait, nor a separate text, but a more complex pattern, although he couldn't understand it, but Inoue Yumi couldn't help frowning when she saw this weird pattern.

"Mr. Zhuo, do you have an answer?" Yumi Inoue seemed a little impatient.

Zhuo Yifan was not in a hurry, and said lightly, "Didn't you say that the women of the He clan were very docile? ”

"Since Mr. Zhuo is so embarrassed, how about I help you choose?"

As soon as the words fell, Yumi Inoue turned her head, looked at Song Jiaxuan with a sneer, flipped her palm, and a dagger suddenly flashed out of the wide cuffs of the kimono, stabbing Song Jiaxuan in the heart.

Song Jiaxuan's reaction was not slow, she fell backwards, Yumi Inoue slapped her left palm on the table, and the whole person rose with the momentum, and she wanted to use her strength to continue to sprint forward.

At this moment, Zhuo Yifan grabbed Song Jiaxuan's shoulder and helped her turn sideways to avoid it, and then quickly grabbed her right hand and directly imprinted it on Yumi Inoue's chest.

Inoue snorted and took a few steps back and slammed into the wooden compartment, a purple flame burning in her chest.

At the same time as Yumi's face changed, the dagger in her right hand twisted in front of her chest, and a piece of clothing that was on fire flew out directly, revealing a white flower on her chest. She didn't care about walking away at all, she just looked at Zhuo Yifan's eyes full of jealousy.

At this moment, with a few sounds of "bang bang bang ......", except for the direction where the door was located, the wooden compartments on three sides of the small private room suddenly all slid open, and more than a dozen people looked at each other in three directions.