Reborn as the youngest son of a chaebol, let's get to know his sister-in-law!

Chapter 102 I have wine, do you have a story?
Perhaps in Dongying, the "craftsman" spirit of the shop assistants has been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. The knots tied to this cake box are too fancy. Chiyoko accidentally untied a wrong one, which directly became a dead knot.

"Hinata-kun, there is some trouble."

Hinata was Chen Daojun's pseudonym when he came in, Chiyoko turned around with apologetic eyes, and made the guests wait for a long time, which is not good.

"It's okay, don't care about these details, just go get a pair of scissors!"

Chen Daojun didn't take it seriously, he had already eaten the meal, what more cake did he want.

But at the insistence of the two of Heng Jun, someone sent one from outside, meaning.

Although their conversation was not loud, the other two girls couldn't help but look up.

To be honest, these two girls are a little envious of Chiyoko.

It is said that men who look at pleasing people every day can effectively prolong their lifespan. In fact, the same is true for women.

Chen Daojun's appearance is still acceptable, who would refuse to have some experience of health preservation while making money?
Appreciating the performance in the audience, it didn't take long for Chiyoko to come back.

In the blink of an eye, she changed into another set of maid clothes. Looking at the charming girl in front of him, Chen Hengjun suddenly felt unsightly.

Presumably this woman would change her style according to the preferences of the guests, Chen Daojun patted the sofa, signaling her to sit down first, and there is no rush.

Chiyoko was next to Chen Daojun, holding a goblet, took a sip of the blended cocktail, and then handed him the glass with lip prints on it.

Chen Daojun didn't take the cup, instead he took the opportunity to pull her in front of him, held the cup in his mouth and drank it down.

After he finished drinking, Chiyoko hooked his neck with one hand and took off the cup with the other.

Chen Daojun observed closely that her lying silkworms were obvious, and the distance between them and the eyes was relatively short. A little bit of pearl eye shadow was added, which twinkled and twinkled, making her look playful and cute.

"There seem to be many stories in your eyes?"

Chiyoko feels that Chen Daojun is very special. In this business, for the sake of performance, they will inevitably have to endure some unruly behaviors of drunk guests.

She can see a man's true desire through his eyes.

Intuitively, Chiyoko thinks that among the three people who came today, Chen Daojun is the most similar to the most powerful person.

But this man named Hinata has desire, but it doesn't seem obvious!

It seems that everything here doesn't matter, and it doesn't matter what happens.

His hands were only around his slender waist, but he didn't take the opportunity to walk away like the others.

Is it because I'm not attractive enough?

Chiyoko broke away from Daojun suddenly, took a step back and put down the wine glass, she covered her mouth and smiled: "Hinata-kun, Chiyoko is shy by you, why don't you cut the cake first, your birthday will be on the same day!"

"Really, but I think cake is less attractive than you"

Chen Daojun stretched his waist, glanced at his two companions who had no time to care about him, and lay back: "Okay, you can do it!"

Chiyoko bowed, bent down and began to operate patiently.

"Actually, there is no need to buy cakes. In the cold country, seaweed soup is usually eaten on birthdays, so as to show sympathy for mother's difficulties."

Heng Jun couldn't help reminding.

Chiyoko kept moving her hands, she turned her head and smiled sweetly: "In fact, we don't eat cakes in Dongying, we use rice cakes instead, but this is open to foreign tourists, so cakes can be said to be delicious. It's a common option."

"pat"

Chiyoko lit a candle on top of a three-tiered cake.

Different from ordinary candles, the candle made of whale oil did not produce black smoke when burned. I don't know what spices were mixed in it. Anyway, Chen Daojun smelled it, and there was a trace of restlessness in his body.

Taking a deep breath, several other girls also gathered around, clapping their hands and singing birthday wishes in Japanese.

Want to make a wish?

Looking at the flickering candlelight in front of him, Chen Daojun was full of thoughts.

He began to like this wanton life.

Foresight, break the shackles, enjoy life!

"call!"

Chiyoko and a few girls got busy.

Although everyone had already eaten dinner, according to Chen Daojun's request, Chiyoko still tried to cut off the part with less cream, and asked his companions to serve it to Chen Hengjun and Suzuki respectively.

When Chiyoko walked up to Chen Daojun with the cake, Chen Daojun already felt something was wrong.

He could clearly see the sly smile on Chiyoko's face.

Chiyoko quickly grabbed a small piece and smeared it on his mouth, and soon a circle of cream grew on the corner of Chen Daojun's mouth.

"Wait. This."

Heng Jun and Suzuki couldn't stop him, and looked at Chiyoko in astonishment.

This girl dares to tease customers like this, isn't she afraid of being complained?

Chen Daojun also felt a little bored, he learned this from someone from which country, every time 90.00% of the cake was eaten by clothes.

Fortunately, the other party still had a count, so he didn't make himself too embarrassed.

"I'm sorry!" It was obvious that she was apologizing, but Chiyoko's eyes were full of smiles: "Chiyoko invites you to eat cake!"

She bent down, turned her tongue around the place where the cream was applied just now, gathered it all up, and then faced Chen Daojun.

"Well!"

All of Chen Daojun's surprise, anger, and doubts disappeared at this moment.

This cream is so smooth!

Run!
Suzuki and Heng Jun were dumbfounded.

And this kind of operation?

Just as Suzuki took the plate, he looked up at his female partner, as if considering the feasibility.

As a result, Heng Jun seized the opportunity, raised his hand and slapped it from bottom to top, eating the cream all over his face.

"Yeah, you guy!"

Even Suzuki's eyebrows were white, he tried his best to separate the cake on the eye bags with his hands, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Heng Jun's proud face.

Can you get used to this?

Annoyed, Suzuki directly grabbed a handful of cakes with his hands, grabbed Heng Jun and smeared them firmly.

Regardless of the chaos over there, Chen Daojun no longer knows how many bites of cake he ate.

He had watched a lot of TV dramas in ancient costumes, and he didn't understand why many emperors had to be fed when they ate.

When he thought about it, wouldn't it be more comfortable to eat by himself with hands and feet?

However, tonight's scene completely shattered his thoughts.

So clean, it seems really good.

As a member of the chaebol, I was a little bit too hard on myself before.

Chen Daojun learned a lot tonight.

He took a deep look at Chiyoko: "You seem to get a lot."

"It's Chiyo's honor to be praised by Hinata-kun."

Chiyoko licked her lips, raised her wine glass to touch Chen Daojun, and drank it down in one gulp.

Then, accompanied by dynamic music, the two slowly danced together.

Chen Daojun had learned dance, so with free play, the rhythm and frequency of the two reached an astonishing consistency.

As the bodies of the two approached and swayed in contact, something inexplicable was taking root, sprouting, and releasing.

Chiyoko seemed to be drunk, she lay beside Chen Daojun's ear, she exhaled like blue: "Hinata-kun, it would be a pity if such a beautiful night ended like this."

"I have wine, where I live, do you want to hear a story?"

Chiyoko buried her head in Daojun's arms, and put her arms around his neck with more strength.

"Suzuki-kun, brother, Chiyoko sees that I'm too drunk and wants to send me home, let's go first, don't you mind?"

Gentlemen have the beauty of adults, and Heng Jun and the others naturally have no objections.

When Chiyoko was supported by Chen Daojun to go out, when she passed a red Mercedes-Benz, she recovered a little clarity, and she giggled: "Where does Mr. Chen live, let me call a taxi."

"Would you like to take my car home and send you all for free!"

Mercedes rolled down the window, revealing Mao Xianmin's exquisite face, and she looked at the two meaningfully.

Chen Daojun instantly seemed to be struck by lightning, and his brain exploded.

(End of this chapter)