Who are you scolding for eating soft rice?

Chapter 17 17. The Master of Tea Classics

"To be honest, it was quite unexpected."

"Why do you say that?"

"I never thought Ishikawa-san would really invite me."

"It's an honor to be honored, let alone you who I invited. Isn't it right to invite you for a glass of wine?"

Compared with the smoke-drinking hall, the bar counter with warm orange lights is undoubtedly much brighter, but the confusing atmosphere has been weakened a lot.

But that's not important. What's important is that the curtain has been drawn down and the protagonists with their own thoughts have appeared.

The bartender in a black suit and vest slowly pushed a glass of Tequila Sunrise, which exuded a bright red color, in front of Takitani Ze, and set out various snacks with a business-like smile. After bowing slightly, he She turned around silently and went to serve other guests.

Takitani Ze touched the cool wine glass.

In the silence before the start of the good show, he turned his face to the side and looked carefully at the young woman in front of him without any shyness.

Ishikawa Satomi was replying to messages on her mobile phone.

The clothes she wears are very elegant, the black drawstring dress does not look bloated, and a slender red ribbon is tied between the neckline, which reflects the fair skin, like the manjusawa blooming on the other side of the underworld in the underworld.

The lips are thin but not thin, and the crimson color shines under the light, and pear dimples appear when you sip it slightly.

Even in a place like a bar, she gave people the feeling of being gregarious and quiet, and at a glance, she felt very connotative and had an invisible attraction.

Occasionally, purple light and shadow reflected on her profile.

In this atmosphere, and with the distance between the two of them less than half a meter, Takitani Ze was staring at her so straightly that no normal person would have noticed, but the other party maintained a perfect posture as if he had not heard anything. .

There seems to be something real about this woman.

Takitanizawa narrowed his eyes and tapped his fingers regularly on the marble wine table. His mind was constantly active. It wasn't until Ishikawa Satomi put down the phone and looked at him along the way that he slowly spoke again.

"Having said that, whether you come to a place like this or elsewhere, paying for women seems to have become a compulsory course for men and is a matter of course."

"Maybe I'm an antique from the last century?"

"Of course it's not an antique." Takiguzawa pointed to the replay of the screen on the TV on the wall, and said with a smile, "It's more like the elegant singer on the screen in the last century."

"I'll take it as if you really praised me."

Ishikawa Satomi tilted her head slightly, her moist hair covered her earlobes, and her moon-like eyes were full of smiles.

"It's really surprising, after all, women generally only think that going out with the same sex and spending money equally should be done."

"Then Takiya-kun said I was taken advantage of."

"I can only say that Ishikawa-san is very nice."

Satomi Ishikawa supported his chin with his arms, turned his body to his side, and said softly with a smile in his eyes: "I seldom get a good card, but I can tell that Takitani-kun is not very suitable for such occasions. "

It was a direct topic change, but after turning to him, he took the initiative in a very subtle way.

Takitanizawa looked directly into her eyes and answered with a smile: "Ishikawa-san doesn't seem to be suitable either."

"It's not even a friend, it's just an acquaintance, not to mention that almost everyone who comes here has a purpose, Takitani-kun should be the same, right?"

In response to his gaze, Ishikawa Satomi pursed her light red lips and moved her cheek. She then lowered her head slightly and stared at her wine glass. She fiddled with the straw with her slender white fingers and stirred the orange-red wine.

Taking retreat as advance, anticipating the enemy's first opportunity?
What a great way!

The flavor of this women's tea is getting stronger and stronger!

On the surface, there is nothing wrong with what Satomi Ishikawa said, but they are not familiar with each other. To be precise, they didn't know each other before today. So sincerely taking off the mask, if it is not a simple exchange of thoughts, then it is The skill is very deep.

After all, low-end players are willing to refuse and welcome, while high-end players are playing psychological warfare. Of course, they may be too sensitive. It is actually very difficult to meet someone at this level.

But before he could verify his idea, Takitani Ze gradually became wary. The initial indifference in his heart turned into tightness and looseness in his heart. There was no change on his face, and he planned to continue following what the other party said.

"Yes, I hope to be like in the movie, where I can find a rich woman to rely on when I go out."

Ishikawa Satomi supported her chin with her arms, and turned her head with her fingers on the side of her face: "Coincidentally, me too."

"Ishikawa-san doesn't like men?"

Takiyazawa rubbed his chin, looking like he was thinking, and then asked with a serious face.

Ishikawa Satomi was stunned for a moment, then her fair cheeks gradually turned a layer of light red, and she stretched out her hand and hit him on the shoulder with an angry look: "You guy!"

Her movements were not large, but when she reached out to make a fist, she also raised the upper half of her arm.

Originally based on their physical distance.

All it takes is a swing of the forearm to touch him.

But with this action, a faint fragrance as blue as sea water penetrated the tip of the nose.

Coupled with the light red on the other person's fair cheeks.

Even a professional player like Takitani Ze can't help but be dazzled when he looks at the opponent's slightly blurred eyes. Even if he knows that the opponent is intentional, such a blatant conspiracy is basically unsolvable.

"The perfume smells very good." Takiguzawa kept a smile on his face, and accepted the opponent's trick abruptly.

Ishikawa Satomi covered her mouth and chuckled softly, when the ambient light occasionally passed by, there seemed to be a gleam in her magnificent eyes, and she asked with a smile: "Let me guess, is Takiya-kun going to ask me which brand of perfume is next? "

Takitani Ze nodded, not paying attention to the other person's eyes with a playful smile: "You are really right."

After a pause, he added slowly:
"But I really want to ask for advice."

"Tell me about it." Ishikawa said with a smile in her beautiful eyes.

"I'm not afraid of Ishikawa-san's jokes. I don't have too many ideals, and I firmly believe that suffering is a lifetime, and enjoying life is a lifetime, but it is not easy to find a suitable person to rely on. At least I must be qualified to be worthy of others. Therefore, it is necessary to improve myself in all aspects of the image.”

Now that it has been shown to this extent, Takitanizawa does not think that he is being sensitive, but that he has learned the skills of the barbarian to control the barbarian in a decent way, imitating the simple words she just said to express his true feelings, and use the sincerity card. Type out.

That is, hearing these words and looking at Takitani Ze's eyes that were so dazzling that they couldn't make any waves.

The smile in Ishikawa Satomi's eyes gradually faded away. Her legs that were originally crossed under the bar were slightly closed, and her shaky toes stopped shaking. She looked at him deeply from top to bottom, as if she was getting to know him again.

She tangled her fingers in her hair and slightly opened her reddish lips: "Takiya-kun, don't you have any confidence in love?"

"Love?" Takitani Ze asked with a pretending doubtful expression: "Is it the kind of love where you can take a girl home with you over a drink, become each other's best friends in just a few words, and be able to date or even live together after just two days of knowing each other?"

"That said, it does make sense." Satomi Ishikawa smiled, and her desire to attack was much lessened.

However, Takiguzawa planned to be brave and diligent, looking straight into her eyes: "Ishikawa-san isn't laughing at me?"

"Of course I won't."

"why?"

"Because I am a green tea person."

After saying this in a matter-of-fact tone, Ishikawa Satomi smiled slightly and revealed two beautiful dimples:
"Just like Takiya-kun said just now, I don't have much ability, and I don't have any expectations for fast-food love in this era. Instead, I hope to increase my worth and choose the richest man to marry. "

What is this?
A soft-boiled man meets a green tea girl?

It sounds like a good match.

Takiguzawa nodded, and after thinking for a moment, he said again: "It's just raising your value to marry someone, but it doesn't fit the name of green tea. Ishikawa-san is polluting himself."

"Then Takiya-kun, do you want to help me wash it?" Ishikawa Satomi asked, loosening the hair wrapped around her fingers.

Takitani Ze stroked his chin, looked at the delicate and delicate cheek of the other party, and said meaningfully: "If you need to wash it by hand, I am really happy."

Ishikawa Satomi suddenly smiled again.

She raised her head and drank her glass of Tequila Sunset in one gulp. Her delicate collarbone was covered with white skin.

boom--

It was the crisp sound of an empty wine glass falling on the table.

Satomi Ishikawa stood up suddenly, walked towards the door without saying a word, with a smile on his face, and when he passed by Takitani Ze, he put his finger on the inside of his shoulder and slid until his back before gently lifting it up .

Takiguzawa looked sideways and saw that she had no intention of turning around, leaving only her back.

Now that things have developed, the doubt in his heart about meeting the same kind has disappeared, because only when there is uncertainty, there will be a sense of discomfort, but lifting the veil is reassuring.

It turned out that he was really a master of tea ceremony.

Disrespect disrespectful!

Takiguzawa cupped his hands in his heart.

But he smiled.

Then he also got up and left the bar and followed him.

(End of this chapter)