Paper tiger

Dinner is a buffet.The two of them each took a dinner plate with nine grids, and each grid on it was only the size of a square note.Song Yuan wondered if it was designed in this way to avoid waste.When he saw the dishes, he felt that it was really necessary.Every food that can be selected is as exquisite as a handicraft, and it is exaggeratedly exquisite, which makes Song Yuan be extra cautious when using the tongs to pick up the food.In addition, the ingredients are also expensive. At a glance, there are foods made of expensive ingredients such as wagyu, sea cucumber, hairy crab, abalone, scallops, and caviar.

When the wagyu melted in her mouth, Song Yuan's vanity swelled a little.Originally, he thought that he could live in poverty with Jiang Jiaming, but at this moment he found that he still prefers to live a good life with Jiang Jiaming.When Jiang Jiaming gave him so many things made of RMB, he actually couldn't justly reject them with the reason of saving Jiang Jiaming's money as he imagined... He even enjoyed it a little and thought it was delicious.

I am corrupt.Song Yuan sighed.

Jiang Jiaming asked with concern: "What's wrong? Doesn't suit your taste?"

"No," Song Yuan reflected with a worried expression on her face, "I'm too vain."

"……what?"

Soaking in the hot spring at night, Song Yuan thought about it, but she still planned to secretly put on her swimming trunks.What if someone else wears it too?Then, he can also boldly put on swimming trunks.He was about to get it, but he heard Jiang Jiaming calling his name.

Song Yuan's whole body trembled, why Jiang Jiaming wanted to stop him at this time, but he was startled.

He was annoyed and said, "What are you doing?"

"I forgot to tell you, don't wear underwear when you change your yukata later."

"... Is this also a Japanese tradition?"

Jiang Jiaming smiled and said, "Yes."

"They're so strange," Song Yuan frowned, "I'm not Japanese, I can wear underwear. Otherwise, it would be cold when I walk."

Jiang Jiaming was thoughtful, "Say it as if you have experienced this kind of thing."

Song Yuan: "..."

"I want you to take care of it!" Song Yuan became angry from embarrassment.

In view of Song Yuan's obsession with close-fitting pants, Jiang Jiaming had to assume the responsibility of exploring the way.Jiang Jiaming stepped into the hot spring first, and after a while, he returned and said to Song Yuan who was waiting in the dressing room: "Give up! I'm sure and sure, no one wears swimming trunks. If you go in wearing swimming trunks, you will definitely will be watched."

However, Jiang Jiaming also brought back a piece of good news, "It's all grandpa's making love, so there's no need to stress. You must be the most handsome and stylish."

Jiang Jiaming also gave a thumbs up very appropriately.

However, Song Yuan felt that, compared with the old man, even if he won, there was nothing to be thankful for.

Song Yuan quickly took off her swimming trunks and wrapped the towel around her waist.Jiang Jiaming laughed at him and said, "It's just the two of us now, what are you shy about?"

"I'm not shy, I'm not used to it!"

Before bathing in hot springs, you need to wash your body first.After washing the body, you can enter the hot spring pool.Whether it was the shower room or the hot spring pool, there were naked men everywhere, and Song Yuan didn't even know where to turn her eyes.He suddenly remembered what he had heard before. It is said that many years ago, bathhouses in the north were like this, with naked men everywhere.

All in all, such a scene made Song Yuan very restrained, unable to relax at all.Even when faced with a naked old man, he was still nervous.Anyway, if he didn't wear a pair of pants in front of outsiders, he couldn't feel at ease.

Jiang Jiaming said: "It's strange. You were very open yesterday, did you want to do that kind of thing outdoors?"

Song Yuan rolled her eyes at him, "It's the same! It was night last night, and the others were far away from us, and they were watching the fireworks. It's impossible for them to notice us. These people are close to us, and they are all naked Why!"

"Relax and look at Mount Fuji."

As Jiang Jiaming said, he raised his hand to rub Song Yuan's shoulder.His strength was a little stronger, Song Yuan felt pain, and fought back angrily, but Jiang Jiaming hugged her shoulder instead.

Song Yuan quietly glanced at the others, just in time to meet the probing gaze of an old grandfather.Song Yuan said viciously: "Let go! You are so gay."

Jiang Jiaming said with a smile: "I was originally gay."

In general, hot springs should not be soaked for too long, or you will feel dizzy or vomit.They soaked for about four and 10 minutes, most of which were spent in unnutritious conversations and didn't get a good view of Mt. Fuji at all.It wasn't until the end that both of them were a little drunk, that Song Yuan forced Jiang Jiaming to shut up and gave the task of appreciating Mt. Mount Fuji has to be seen a few more times to pay back.

"Mt. Fuji is indeed very beautiful. It looks very distinctive, and you can recognize it at a glance." Jiang Jiaming published his impressions in a dignified manner, which was counted as the completion of the task.

Song Yuan was a little dizzy, and she finally got better after drinking two glasses of ice water.After returning to the room, Song Yuan collapsed on the bed, fanning herself slowly, not even bothering to lift her eyelids.After a while, when he heard the sound, he raised one eyelid and looked towards the source of the sound. Well, it was Jiang Jiaming tossing the suitcase.

After a while, Song Yuan raised another eyelid, ah, it was Jiang Jiaming who was holding the towel.

After a while, the movement disappeared, and Song Yuan opened her eyes again.He saw that Jiang Jiaming was holding the bottle of pink perfume and spraying it on himself.As soon as the sound of jetting came out, Jiang Jiaming's face was covered with a thin layer of water mist.

Song Yuan: "..."

Song Yuan turned pale with shock and jumped up from the bed, "You you you you you you! What are you doing!"

Jiang Jiaming said: "I haven't seen you spray this yet, and I'm curious what it smells like... well, it's a little sweet, with a nectar smell. This taste is quite different from your previous taste. Don't you like that kind of smell?" Does it taste cool?"

His face didn't turn red, Jiang Jiaming still looked normal, and he could still think logically.Song Yuan made a judgment.He wondered if Sister Liu gave him this bottle of perfume to make him happy, but it actually had no real effect.

In Jiang Jiaming's eyes now, has he become more charming?

Song Yuan pointed at herself and asked, "Who am I?"

Jiang Jiaming looked at him with complicated eyes, "... King Silver Horn?"

"...that's not funny at all! Seriously!"

"Okay," Jiang Jiaming compromised and said solemnly, "Leonardo DiCaprio."

Song Yuan: "..."

"Forget it's boring." Song Yuan stopped playing, fell on the bed and picked up the pillow to hug, leaving only a pair of eyes to stare fiercely at Jiang Jiaming, "Jiang Jiaming, you are really boring."

Jiang Jiaming also smiled and fell on the bed, and the bed sank a little.Song Yuan wanted to avoid him, but was surrounded by Jiang Jiaming who stretched out his arms, together with the pillow.

"Aren't you my boyfriend Song Yuan?"

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