Minamoto no Yorimitsu looked at the royal medicine bag tea sound.
Oiyabukuro Chaon also looked at him.
The two looked at each other.
The atmosphere was stiff under the music of a single brass pipe.
Under the subtle flattery and flattery of Oyakuba Chaon's parents, she did not turn her face away as expected, nor did she say anything to stop her or express shame and anger.
Just sit quietly next to me.
It looks like an item that is being promoted like crazy.
Although it is a silent gesture.
But hidden in his eyes were the broken shadows of falling self-esteem.
This can be clearly felt.
Oiyabukuro Chayin released the soft flesh on the inner wall of his mouth that he was biting, suppressed all the haze in his eyes, and opened his reddish lips slightly.
"What do you like to drink, Yuan-kun?"
“Drinks and tea.”
"Don't you like drinking?"
Feeling a little restrained, Minamoto Yorimitsu pulled off the cuffs of his white shirt and asked with an interested expression: "You want to know my living habits?"
"No, I'm just out of curiosity." Chayin Oiyabukuro shook his head, feeling that the atmosphere was much more relaxed than before, especially after his parents had left.
And she is indeed a little strange.
Although I haven't been together with Minamoto Yorimitsu very often, I have never seen him have the habit of drinking, even if his parents persuaded him to drink just now, he didn't drink.
There is still half a bottle of red wine on the table.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu had been drinking black tea just now.
From her impression, she knew that her parents, who loved petty bourgeoisie, loved to drink red wine just to follow the trends of the so-called upper class. Champagne and red wine were standard fare in high-end restaurants, and they were also the drinks popular among those people.
From the identities that have been learned so far, Yorimitsu Minamoto is destined to have business discussions, and men generally like to drink. This can be regarded as basic common sense.
Minamoto noriguang wiped his mouth with a napkin, put down the knife and fork in his hand with satisfaction, but turned to the topic just now: "I know that you can judge a person's social habits from what he likes to drink."
"Yeah?"
"These are all regular. For example, girls who drink milk tea have more same-sex friends, girls who drink sake have more stories, and girls who drink cocktails have more romantic encounters."
"What about those who like to drink boiled water?" Oyaobao Chayin asked softly, holding up a cup filled with boiled water.
Minamoto Laiguang said without changing his expression: "You have a lot of urine."
"Cough...cough cough..."
I choked on the water I just drank.
She put her fist on her chest and patted it a few times. The obvious rise and fall made the peaks tremble. She took out a tissue and wiped her body. It took her a while to calm down.
Then he looked at Minamoto Yorimitsu with complicated eyes.
She knew very well in her heart that the other party could guess her current mood, but the expected sarcasm did not appear, not even an ordinary sarcasm.
This is very abnormal.
Even say...
After learning about Minamoto Yorimitsu's power and financial resources, Oyakubukuro Chaon connected all his previous experiences together, and even felt that Minamoto Yorimitsu's behavior was strange.
He knew clearly that he had a bad reputation, but he still deliberately approached himself, and he also hid his identity and did not use his power to pressure others like others.
Even the unprincipled trading later.
The calmness of Minamoto Noraimitsu's words and his attitude of striving for fairness also made her feel a sense of conviction in her heart, which she unconsciously developed.
Because in her eyes, a man with Minamoto no Yorimitsu's qualifications can have a lot of girls come to his door with just a wave of his hand. There is no need to expend effort on himself, no matter how much it goes, there is no need to go to such trouble.
Just the level of Tsukie Kensuke can already drive her to a dead end.
What's more, it's Minamoto Noraimitsu.
Even if she had to force him to do it, she couldn't do it, because she knew very well that being powerless and passive meant that she couldn't retaliate even if the other person walked away the next day.
The so-called deal seemed to her.
It's simply unnecessary.
Of course this is still good for you.
It was beyond her imagination to ask Minamoto Yorimitsu to help deal with her parents. It was even more unexpected that she deliberately avoided the topic and took care of her mood after her parents left.
In short, her impression of Minamoto Yorimitsu was very strange.
In my heart, I believe that the other person is a person with principles and bottom lines, which can make people feel trust consciously, but this behavior and bottom lines are used in abnormal places.
It stands to reason that if she heard about a person like Minamoto Yorimitsu, she would probably sigh that he was a very good person, and at least he did not abuse his power and financial resources to force other people's opinions.
But the person he is dealing with now is himself.
That's why I feel so complicated.
This is a simple matter of position.
"Go Yaobukuro-san, I was just joking. What were you thinking about?"
Minamoto no Yorimitsu's voice suddenly appeared, calling back the sound of the medicine bag tea that was gradually lost in thought while looking at the water cup.
She covered up the complexity in her eyes, then threw away the paper ball in her hand. Dan Li forced a smile on her face and shook her head and said, "It's nothing."
"It's almost time to go. Today's lunch was pretty good, but have your parents paid the check?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu glanced at the time. It had been about two hours since he arrived, and it was now one o'clock in the afternoon.
"They basically won't take the initiative to check out."
Oiyabukuro Chaon paused for a moment, glanced at the car keys in Minamoto norimitsu's hand, and said in a more determined tone: "But we must have gotten married today."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu nodded thoughtfully.
Then he stood up directly, straightened his suit, and smoothed out the wrinkles at the collar.
His figure was already slender and tall, and the decent suit made Minamoto no Yorimitsu look taller. His slightly inward-curved waistline was perfect. There were several women secretly looking at him next to him.
"Want to go for a walk next to Kamogawa River?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu walked up to her, put his palm on the ancient chair where she was sitting, and then made an invitation.
Kamogawa River is near this restaurant.
Although I have been here many times before, these are all memories of the original person. I have only been to the flower path, and even though it is not far away, I have never seen it with my own eyes.
"Do I have the right to refuse?" Feeling the large shadow above his head, Oiyabukuro Chayin subconsciously turned his body to the side, but he still felt insecure.
"You actually want to refuse?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu stretched out his hand and patted Oiyabukuro Chaon's head. The force was such that it made a sound but did not hurt. He couldn't help but smile and said something.
This high school student-like action was too sudden.
Suddenly, Oiyabukuro Chaon didn't react at all, and a slight blush suddenly appeared on Qingli's cheeks, but the voice of Minamoto Yorimitsu continued in her ears.
"You have to fulfill your obligations from the day before yesterday. In order to deal with your father-in-law and your father-in-law today, you not only wasted my time, but also asked me to bring a lot of troublesome things to prove."
"Although the value of this additional condition is not as good as letting you do a program on the TV station alone, I came here with an impure purpose. I am not the kind of good person who gives without expecting anything in return."
"Don't worry, this won't cost you today's night. I just want to go for a walk by the river. I'm busy these days and haven't been out much. To put it bluntly, you are just a tool to accompany me for a walk."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu's last words were a bit unpleasant, but he didn't care whether the other party would be angry or not, he just picked up the car keys and registration identification information on the table.
"Let's go and walk with me to Kamogawa River."
In fact, Oiyabukuro Chaon was not angry after hearing this, but felt reassured by his honesty. After all, in her impression, Minamoto no Yorimitsu said too many unpleasant things, and it would only make her wary if he said nice things.
After calming down, Oiyabukuro Chaine stood up from his position, hesitated for a moment and raised his hand to wrap around his arm, feeling the touch through his clothes.
"Is this okay?"
"Isn't that what it was like that night at the lake? I don't plan to force you yet, so please weigh it yourself first as to how you want to repay the price I paid."
Minamoto Noraimitsu lowered his head and glanced at Ruojiruoli's hand holding his arm, then looked at her reddish cheeks and gave this answer.
no doubt.
This kind of detachment was rejected.
She stood there and took a deep breath, gritted her teeth and leaned forward, tightly holding Minamoto noraiguang's arm. A strong manly scent came from the tip of her nose, and she felt a great resistance on her chest.
"That's it."
She said firmly.
The imperial medicine bag tea sound's heartbeat began to speed up.