"Uncle, are you right? You asked the applicant to have a meal and actually came to a Japanese restaurant?" Xiaofeng frowned and looked at the signboard outside the store. It was obvious that this was a high-end Japanese restaurant.

"Yes, the Senator is just a good place. The environment here is elegant and the place is secluded. In the past, I often asked the Senator to come here for dinner." Zheng Minguo smiled and said, "Let's go, let's go in first. The Senator will come in later."

After saying that, Xiaofeng followed behind him.

Before entering the store, a waiter in a kimono came up.

"Zheng Sa, welcome to come again. Or sit in the old place?"

As soon as the waiter said this, Xiaofeng knew that Zheng Minguo did not lie. He must have come often, and the waiter knew him.

Zheng Minguo stared at the waiter who was leading the way in front and took small steps without blinking.

Damn, what's so good about it? Women in kimono don't show their figure. They have to have no butt and waist. Xiaofeng feels that it's as thick as the top and bottom, and his father-in-law is drooling when he sees this cheap.

Tsk! It's really unsavory.

But then again, the waiter is quite old and has a pretty good face, with a charming and charming taste. When walking, although you can't see the concave and convex curves, the twisting plump buttocks are still very attractive.

The cheap father-in-law shouldn’t have fallen in love with this woman, but he still wants to have a son!

Xiaofeng was still thinking vulgarly that he had arrived at the old place mentioned by the waiter.

The old place doesn't look very good! It's just a very ordinary private room, just like the private room in all Japanese restaurants, no difference.

To talk about the difference, it is probably that this private room is in the innermost corner, with partitions on the front, back and left sides, and only the right side is left with a passage.

Good guy, what he knows is eating, but what he doesn't know is the spy contact.

When I entered the Japanese restaurant, I naturally had to take off my shoes. Fortunately, Xiaofeng was not a member of the national football team. The two sat cross-legged, and the waiter, who was still charming, had long been kneeling on the tatami and fiddling with tea ceremony on the dining table.

Xiaofeng didn't understand the tea ceremony, but it seemed that the waiter had only a little understanding. He just brewed the tea, poured two cups and pushed it in front of the two of them, and blessed his body, "Zheng Sa, sir, please use it slowly."

At this moment, Zheng Minguo looked at him without looking sideways, and pretended to be a fake tea cup and took a sip, "Well, good tea, Huizi's skills are great."

It turns out he is really a Japanese woman.

Huizi raised her head and smiled softly when she heard this, "Zheng Sa, what should I eat today?"

"In a while, Shen Jun is coming, you can see the arrangement," Zheng Minguo said, staring at Huizi's half-open mind. This is the case with the kimono. Women with small breasts can tighten a little, while women with large breasts can tighten it too tightly, which makes them uncomfortable.

Huizi's breasts were quite big, and she bowed and knelt. After a while, her chest was half open, revealing a touch of white breasts.

It's so white, so big, it's almost as good as Xiyuan.

Xiaofeng just looked at it with an appreciation attitude. Zheng Minguo was different, with a different charm in his eyes, which was the expression of a man looking at a woman.

Huizi obviously noticed Zheng Minguo's malicious gaze, and seemed to glance at Zheng Minguo without any hesitation, his face turned red, and he quickly lowered his head and retreated.

Zheng Minguo's eyes followed Huizi until he could no longer see the figure. Then he slowly withdrew his eyes and returned to the teacup in his hand.

"Hehe, there is an affair," Xiaofeng teased in depression.

"Cough cough cough", Zheng Minguo sprayed a mouthful of tea. Fortunately, Xiaofeng sat side by side with him, otherwise, the newly changed Versace shirt would be worn in vain today. After all, this dress was Xiyuan's intention. If she had been worn on the first day, Xiyuan would not have had a fuss.

In this way, Xiaofeng moved his body slightly and frowned and patted Banban's shirt. "Uncle, be careful, and spray it away if you want it. I bought this clothes for more than 10,000 US dollars. If it gets dirty, you will compensate."

"Tsk, just pay if you pay, I can't afford it. Besides, your clothes seem to be bought by Xiyuan for you! Xiyuan originally spent my money. So, even if this clothes were bought for you, can I still have to pay for the clothes I bought for myself?" Zheng Minguo glanced at Xiaofeng with a look of course.

"Okay, I won't argue with you, lest you say I'm rude again." Damn, having no money is a frustration. If your woman gives her a piece of clothing, it's yours.

hey-hey!

Win another game.

This kid is not difficult to deal with!

Zheng Minguo closed his eyes and sipped the tea happily, "Well... it smells so good. The tea made by Huizi is better than that made by others."

"It's better than what Xiyuan made for you?" Xiaofeng suddenly asked indifferently.

Forehead?

Zheng Minguo's face changed, "This...nephew, son-in-law, no, little brother, let's discuss it, can you not tell Xiyuan about what happened today?"

"Oh, what are you not asking me to tell Xiyuan?" Xiaofeng glanced at Zheng Minguo lightly.

"Haha, just... it's about Huizi. Actually, it's nothing to do with her. Xiyuan and I finally made up. I don't want her to misunderstand," Zheng Minguo said embarrassedly.

"Since it's nothing, I don't think Xiyuan will misunderstand it. Xiyuan seems to have never been to this restaurant yet! I heard that she likes Japanese cuisine, so I will bring her to try it another day."

"You...don't forget that the clothes you are wearing now still cost me my money. You kid, don't be bad at all," Zheng Minguo slapped the table and grabbed Xiaofeng's collar and said angrily.

"This is simple, I'll give it to you." Xiaofeng pushed Zheng Minguo away, stood up, and really wanted to take off his clothes.

"Oh, little brother, look at you, what are you doing? When someone saw it, they thought we had something? Sit down quickly." Zheng Minguo saw that Xiaofeng was not soft and hard, so he hurriedly grabbed the corner of Xiaofeng's clothes.

Of course, Xiaofeng didn't really want to take off his clothes. Seeing this, he walked back to the tatami, "What are you doing to pull me? Let me go, don't you want clothes, I'll give it to you."

"Okay, don't, my uncle is joking with you!" Zheng Miaofan held Xiaofeng's hand awkwardly.

"That won't work. I don't like to joke. I'd better give your clothes back to you, so that someone will say that my clothes are not from the right place, and it's because of the woman's glory."

Zheng Minguo's face froze, "Who said it? What's wrong with my son-in-law's clothes? Who dares to gossip? Don't say one, as long as you like it, I will buy the mall and give it to you, and others will have nothing to say."

"Oh, is that? Since my uncle said that, I won't take off this clothes. Is it the mall..." Xiaofeng deliberately extended the tail tone and glanced at Zheng Minguo, who was shaking his face. He secretly felt funny. Seeing that Zheng Minguo's face was shaking harder and he held his hands tightly, he then spit out the words behind, "I don't do business, why do I need the mall?"

Zheng Minguo's clenched fists suddenly loosened, and his face stopped beating. Just as he let out a long sigh, Xiaofeng's voice suddenly sounded in his ears, "Oh! I'm going to tell you, I've never done a yacht to go abroad to sea with such a big age. Every time I see someone driving a yacht in a movie, taking a girl, going out to sea with a chick, my heart hurts."

Good, you boy, the lion opens his mouth and is not afraid of choking you to death.

Zheng Minguo stared at Xiaofeng with gritted teeth, "Isn't it just a yacht? Uncle, I have money, I will buy one for you tomorrow. However, I can only take Xiyuan out for fun. You can do other women."
Chapter completed!