Author: A drop of crazy oil essence

Perhaps in Japan, the "craftsman" spirit of the clerks has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The knots tied on this cake box were too fancy. Chiyoko accidentally untied the wrong one, which directly became a dead knot.

"Hinata-kun, there is some trouble."

Hinata was Chen Daojun's pseudonym when he came in. Chiyoko turned around with an apology in her eyes and kept the guests waiting. This was not good.

"It doesn't matter, don't worry about these details, just go get a pair of scissors!"

Chen Daojun didn't take it seriously. He had already eaten the meal and wanted more cake.

However, with the insistence of Heng and Jun, someone sent one over from outside, which was very thoughtful.

Although their conversation was not loud, the other two girls couldn't help but look up.

To be honest, these two girls are a little envious of Chiyoko.

It is said that men can live longer if they look at pleasant people every day. In fact, the same goes for women.

Chen Daojun's appearance is still acceptable. Who would refuse to have some health care experience while making money?

While enjoying the performance in the audience, not long after, Chiyoko came back.

In the blink of an eye, she changed into another set of maid clothes. Chen Hengjun looked at the charming girl in front of him and suddenly felt unsatisfactory.

Thinking that this woman would change the style according to the customer's preferences, Chen Daojun patted the sofa and motioned for her to sit down first and not be in a hurry.

Chiyoko stood next to Chen Daojun, holding a tall wine glass, taking a sip of the mixed cocktail, and then handed him the glass with lip prints on it.

Chen Daojun did not take the cup, but instead took the opportunity to pull her in front of him, held the cup in his mouth and drank it all in one gulp.

After he finished drinking, Chiyoko put one hand around his neck and took off the cup with the other hand.

When Chen Daojun observed closely, he discovered that her crotch was very obvious and the distance between it and her eyes was short. She added a little bit of pearlescent eyeshadow, twinkling and twinkling, making her look both playful and cute.

"There seem to be many stories in your eyes?"

Chiyoko feels that Chen Daojun is special. In this industry, for the sake of performance, they inevitably have to endure the unruly behavior of some customers who seem drunk but not drunk.

She can see a man's true desires through his eyes.

Based on intuition, Chiyoko believed that among the three people who came today, Chen Daojun was the most similar to the most powerful person.

But this man named Hinata has desire, but it doesn’t seem to be obvious!

It seems that everything here doesn't matter, and no matter what happens, it won't surprise you.

His hands only hugged his slender waist, but he didn't take the opportunity to wander away like the others.

Am I not charming enough?

Chiyoko suddenly broke away from Dojun, took a step back and put down the wine glass. She covered her mouth and smiled: "Hinata-kun, Chiyoko is embarrassed by you. Why don't you cut the cake first? Your birthday needs to be celebrated on the same day!"

"Really, but I think cakes are less attractive than you."

Chen Daojun stretched out, glanced at his two companions who had no time to care about him, and lay back: "Okay, you can do it!"

Chiyoko bowed and bent down to operate patiently.

"Actually, there is no need to buy a cake. In cold countries, people usually drink seaweed soup on their birthdays to sympathize with their mother's difficulties."

Hengjun couldn't help but remind him.

The movements in Chiyoko's hands did not stop, she turned around and smiled sweetly: "Actually, we don't eat cakes in Japan, we always use rice cakes and the like instead, but this is open to foreign tourists, so cakes can be said

It’s a universal option.”

"Click"

Chiyoko lit a candle on the three-tiered cake.

Unlike ordinary candles, this candle made of whale oil did not produce black smoke when burning. I don’t know what spices were mixed in. Anyway, Chen Daojun smelled it, and there was a trace of restlessness in his body.

After taking a deep breath, several other girls gathered around, clapped their hands and sang birthday blessing songs in Japanese.

Want to make a wish?

Chen Daojun looked at the flickering candlelight in front of him, thinking a lot.

He began to like this wanton life.

Be proactive, break the shackles, and enjoy life!

"call!"

Chiyoko and a few girls started to get busy.

Although everyone had eaten dinner, according to Chen Daojun's request, Chiyoko still tried to cut off the part with less butter and asked her companions to serve it to Chen Hengjun and Suzuki respectively.

When Chiyoko walked up to Chen Daojun with the cake, Chen Daojun already felt that something was wrong.

He could clearly see the sly smile on Chiyoko's face.

Chiyoko quickly grabbed a small piece and smeared it on his mouth, and soon a circle of cream appeared on the corner of Chen Daojun's mouth.

"Wait. This."

Hengjun and Suzuki were unable to stop him and looked at Chiyoko in astonishment.

Isn't this girl afraid of being complained if she dares to tease customers like this?

Chen Daojun also felt a little bored. He learned this from someone from some country. Every time 90% of the cake is eaten by the clothes.

Fortunately, the other party still had some luck and didn't make himself too embarrassed.

"I'm sorry!" It was obviously an apology, but Chiyoko's eyes were full of smiles: "Chiyoko invites you to eat cake!"

She bent down and swirled her tongue around the area where the cream had been applied. After gathering all the cream, she faced Chen Daojun.

"Well!"

All Chen Daojun's surprise, anger, and doubts disappeared at this moment.

This cream is so smooth!

Run!

Suzuki and Hengjun were stunned.

Is there such an operation?

Suzuki just took the plate and looked up at his female companion, seeming to be considering the feasibility.

As a result, Hengjun seized the opportunity, raised his hand and swiped it upwards, swallowing the cream all over his face.

"Yeah, this guy!"

Even Suzuki's eyebrows were white. He struggled to separate the cakes on the bags under his eyes with his hands. When he opened his eyes, he saw Hengjun's proud face.

Can you still get used to this?

The angry Suzuki grabbed a handful of cake with his hands, grabbed Hengjun and spread it firmly.

Regardless of the chaos over there, Chen Daojun no longer knows how many bites of cake he has eaten.

He had watched many costume TV dramas and didn't understand why many emperors had to be fed when eating.

He thought about it, wouldn't it be more comfortable to eat by himself if he had hands and feet?

However, tonight's scene completely shattered his thoughts.

It seems so clean and pretty good.

As a member of the chaebol, I was a little too hard on myself before.

Tonight, Chen Daojun learned a lot again.

He took a deep look at Chiyoko: "You seem to be getting a lot."

"It is Chiyo's honor to be praised by Hinata-kun."

Chiyoko licked her lips, raised her glass, touched it with Chen Daojun, and drank it all in one gulp.

Then, accompanied by the dynamic rhythm of the music, the two slowly danced together.

Chen Daojun had studied dance, so with free play, the two of them had an amazingly consistent rhythm.

As the two bodies came closer, something inexplicable was taking root, sprouting, and releasing in the swaying contact.

Chiyoko seemed drunk. She lay next to Chen Daojun's ear and breathed out like a blue: "Hinata-kun, it would be a pity if such a beautiful night ended like this."

"I have wine. Do you want to hear a story at my place?"

Chiyoko buried her head in Dojun's arms, and her arms around his neck gained a little more strength.

"Suzuki-kun, brother, Chiyoko saw that I was too drunk and wanted to send me home. Let's go first. Do you mind?"

A gentleman has the beauty of an adult, so the two of them, Hengjun and Jun, naturally had no objections.

When Chiyoko was being helped out by Chen Daojun, she regained a sense of clarity when she passed a red Mercedes-Benz. She chuckled and said, "Where does Mr. Chen live? I'll call a taxi."

"Would you like to take my car home? I'll give it to you for free!"

Mercedes-Benz rolled down the window, revealing Mao Xianmin's delicate face. She looked at the two of them meaningfully.

Chen Daojun felt as if he was struck by lightning, and his brain exploded.
Chapter completed!