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Chapter 30 Eighteen years

During lunch, Zhao Chen randomly found a tempura shop next to the scenic spot.

Like other people traveling with their families, Zhao Chen and his group found a tube with relatively few people and ate some good and bad food to fill their stomachs.

Li Miaoxian and Bai Wanning did not say anything and did not have any objections.

Zhao Chen is not picky about food.

It tastes bad but delicious. Most of the time, he just fills his stomach. Li Miaoxian and Bai Wanning know his past very well, and the diseases of wealth that affect their daughters are rarely seen in them.

Maybe they will feel disgusted at first.

But after living together for such a long time, they could eat ordinary people's food, whether they were disease-free or simple meals.

However, Miss Yukiko was a little out of her element, and she was a little reserved like other tourists, ordering food and waiting for her meal.

Gu Changyi is very busy.

She is very beautiful in her own right, but she also wears a very beautiful traditional Han costume, which is really eye-catching. Wherever she walks, the scenery is everywhere, and there are groups of people taking pictures around her.

Finally, when it was time to eat, a large number of photographers with long guns and short guns surrounded her.

Zhao Chen waved to her, and Gu Changyi walked away. The bodyguards surrounded her and drove away the group of people taking pictures.

"Sit here..." Zhao Chen waved his hand and asked Gu Changyi to sit next to him.

This can be regarded as a beautiful concubine who was pampered while eating. Zhao Chen asked her to sit next to him and listen to his appreciation of delicious food. He asked her to keep it in mind and write it down in a book.

Li Miaoxian acquiesced to this.

Lunch is over.

Several people went to rest and stay at a nearby geisha house, the largest and most famous geisha district in Kyoto, Gion, Kyoto.

Many geisha houses and teahouses in Gion retain the style of more than 300 years ago.

After lunch, young men and women walked casually on the street.

The autumn sunshine is cool.

Pairs of geishas can be seen everywhere here. I can't tell what kind of temperament they have. Maybe they have never been seen before. Zhao Chen kept looking at them.

Some geisha girls noticed his unwavering eyes and turned around to say hello to him.

Zhao Chen would also smile and bend down to return the favor.

"Tsk tsk..." Zhao Chen said in surprise after the geishas walked away.

The cold beauty looked at him and said, "Don't think about it, these are not for sale."

"How do you know?" he asked.

"If the rosette on the kimono belt is in the front, she is a prostitute. The ones just now are all in the back and are not for sale." Li said, and Xue nodded along with him.

"That's right, but why are you telling me these things? It's like I dare to buy them if they sell them!"

Mr. Li smiled gracefully and said nothing more.

She didn't say anything, so Zhao Chen slowly fell down and walked with Xuezi.

After carefully studying Xuezi's belt, Zhao Chen walked away with satisfaction.

Walking into a loft-style tea house, Zhao Chen and others came to the second floor.

Wan Ning spoke in broken Japanese like an old man: "All the geisha ladies, come here, I've got this place covered today! I'll give you money, I'll give you money!"



It’s just the daily routine of a wealthy family doting on their wives.

When people open their doors for business, Wan Ning follows the rules and pays them well.

She euphemistically said that when a wealthy family goes out, they should have a good appearance and not be petty when doing things.

Zhao Chen didn't care about this.

But he really likes this kind of big hand gesture.

The programs performed by Japanese geishas are nothing more than some Japanese music and fan dances. Although they seem to have a sense of ritual and are somewhat elegant, they are still inferior to domestic classical dances.

Of course, not everyone can watch domestic classical dance, and the class is not high enough to have access to it.

Domestic Goulan music listening has not disappeared, it has just been hidden from ordinary people’s vision.

Otherwise, where would there be so many students graduating from classical dance majors?

Not to mention, Zhao Chen likes Gu Changyi's dance more than those of these geishas.

After arranging the irrelevant persons, Zhao Chen took Li Miaoxian and went out.

In an open Toyota car, the two of them drove deep into the mountains.

It's early winter and it's already a bit chilly.

Li had a cold expression on his face, and Zhao Chen took her out. She hesitated for a long time.

On the one hand, his habit of doing things in the mountains and forests is not very good, it must be abnormal.

On the other hand, she is still feeling a little uncomfortable right now and doesn't know if she will be able to withstand him later.

Of course, she couldn't see Zhao Chen being too fond of Mitsui Yukiko from the beginning.

Working in the mountains and forests is now only her prerogative, Li Miaoxian.

No other woman has it.

That girl Xuezi is young and delicate, and she still has the bonus of wearing a kimono today. If she, Li Miaoxian, didn't express her position at noon.

Now it is the little girl who accompanies Zhao Chen for a ride in the depths of the mountain forest to enjoy the scenery.

The car was driving so fast that pedestrians and buildings were gradually lost to sight, and only the autumn colors of the mountains made people sigh.

The road came to an end at noon. Although Zhao Chen was used to playing in the wild, he still valued privacy very much.

Being off the beaten track is fundamental.

He would drag her all the way to the depths of the mountain forest, and he would not stop until the valley was filled with ghosts and rain and mist.

Then he pulled me to sit on a big rock for a while, watching the scenery and listening to the chirping of birds.

The girl lay on his shoulder, warm and natural, and the perfect companionship brewed with quiet emotions, unique to the peaceful moment between the two of them.

Li Miaoxian's mood calmed down and his body relaxed. In such a beautiful place, the beauty of heaven and earth has been captured by him.

The beauty and beauty in the world are also given to him, so what’s the harm?

She put aside other thoughts.

One of Zhao Chen's rare preferences is that as his wife, she is willing to accept his preferences.

Birds know the joy of mountains and forests, but they don't know the joy of people.

The girl bit her red lips, unable to control herself. The beautiful scenery of the mountains and forests made her intoxicated.

Zhao Chen felt sorry for her and didn't let her walk too far to avoid fatigue. He also didn't want her to sit down and rest, so that she wouldn't be contaminated by the vegetation, trees and rocks in the mountains, so she could only be in his arms.

This time, he restrained himself a lot.

After looking at the scenery, the two of them walked back.

Leaning lazily on the co-pilot of the convertible, the girl's face looked a little tired.



Zhao Chen drove very slowly. There was already a bit of cold wind at this time. She would easily catch a cold if she drove too fast.

"Sing me a song." she said.

"Can't sing."

"It doesn't matter if you shout at the top of your lungs a few times, you have to find a place to use your strength. Don't put all your strength on women."

"Okay, let me think about it."

After brewing for a while, Zhao Chen cleared his throat and said, "Ah~~my wife, Wang's Baochai."

"It's a pity that you stay in the cold kiln"

"It's a pity that you are so lonely"

"Wait for me Xue Nanpinggui"

"A whole eighteen years~~"

Zhao Chen shook his head gently, his voice was soft and melodious, with an opera tone, and this part was sung with quite a charm.

Li Miaoxian's eyes sparkled. Zhao Chen sang these lines. Although the tone was a little off, the lyrics of the song deeply touched her heart.

Especially Zhao's expression, the emotion brought into the song, the guilt and lamentation on his face...

Zhao Chen smiled sheepishly.

He didn't notice the sadness deep in Li Miaoxian's eyes.

The car was still driving slowly, and when Zhao Chen was driving seriously, a girl's soft voice came from the co-pilot:

"Ah~~My husband, Xue Lang~"

"It's a pity that you have lost your country"

"I didn't know you were driving in Yin'an"

"Keep my Wang family's treasure chain"

"Eighteen years~~~"

"Eighteen years~~~"

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