Ke Xuezhuo's son-in-law

Chapter 621 Small is also very cute

"Wait a minute, is this the place you mentioned eating?"

Seriang felt a little uncomfortable facing the splendor of the star-rated hotel. She frowned, seeming to be thinking about whether this was really suitable for her. She looked sideways at Fujiwara, confusion written all over her face: "Are we going to have a big dinner?"

Fujiwara stopped the motorcycle, took off his helmet, patted it, looked at the name of the hotel intently, and nodded: "Well, there is an all-you-can-eat buffet for 30,000 yuan, this is what I'm eating .”

"Buffet?" Sera repeated, with a hint of relief in her tone, obviously a little surprised by this choice.

"Well, the two of us just need to pay a share."

Sera got off the motorcycle and patted his jeans, trying to get rid of the dust. She frowned, obviously feeling a little uncomfortable with such a luxurious occasion: "Can two people pay a fee when they come over? Is it calculated based on entry?"

After Fujiwara put on the two helmets, he took out a piece of fine white cloth from his trouser pocket. The corners of his mouth slightly raised: "It's almost the same, but you don't feel like you are suitable for here. At least you have to dress like this when you come here..."

As he spoke, he used an almost magical technique to throw and pull the white cloth lightly, and Sera didn't even react. While she was still immersed in doubts, Fujiwara had already changed her leather jacket and ripped jeans into a black evening dress.

Seriang looked at the clothes that were suddenly taken away with surprise and disbelief on his face, "What's going on...Why did it happen so quickly...Where did my clothes go?"

Just as Sera was immersed in her novel experience, she suddenly felt Fujiwara's gaze. She paused for a moment, then subconsciously covered her collar with her arms. "What are you doing?" There was a hint of wariness and confusion in her tone.

"oh oh."

"Don't be too surprised, just follow me."

"What's wrong? Doesn't this dress fit you?" Fujiwara frowned and looked at Sera with concern. He even reached out and gently pulled the hem of the dress, trying to find something wrong.

"Have you never tried on a skirt?" Fujiwara asked slightly doubtfully, tapping his chin lightly with his finger, looking thoughtful.

Sera shook his head, his hands unconsciously touching the details on the dress, as if confirming the existence of every inch of fabric. "Oh no, it's just that I haven't worn clothes like this before... It always feels like there's something hollow..." There was a trace of nervousness and uneasiness in her tone.

"No need." Shiliang smiled slightly, showing her unique tiger fangs. Her fingers gently lifted up the hem of her skirt and shook it mischievously. "Actually, I think it's okay, but it has a hollow feeling. It will be fine after I get used to it. Okay." After saying that, she began to twist left and right, trying to adapt herself to the new feeling brought to her by the hem of the skirt.

She recalled the day when she tried on the uniform of Didan High School. Although the discomfort she felt at that time has gradually faded away over time, she still felt strange when she put on such casual clothes. She was more accustomed to the restrictive feeling of pants than the free flow of skirts.

The hem of the black skirt fluttered with her movements, and Sera's eyes reflected a hint of childlike curiosity and excitement. Fujiwara noticed this scene and raised the corners of his mouth unconsciously. He looked at Sera and felt that this girl who usually looked like a boy had a different charm at this moment.

Sera Masumi, who was still recovering from the shock, stupidly followed Fujiwara to the elevator on the first floor. After Fujiwara saw on the sign at the door that the wedding was held on the eighth floor, he took Sera to the elevator and waited for it. After arriving on the first floor, he walked into the elevator and pressed down to the eighth floor. Then he turned to look at Sera to observe her condition.

Fujiwara was slightly stunned and hurriedly explained: "I didn't do anything. I just suddenly felt that you were quite cute, but you looked too thin." There was a hint of sincere worry in his voice.

When Shiliang heard this, she couldn't help but feel a trace of self-mockery in her heart, "Do you think my breasts are small?" The figure of her mother suddenly appeared in her mind, and she puffed up her chest and said proudly, "But I'm not worried about this. My mother is a very plump woman, and I think when I grow up, my figure will also suddenly grow."

Fujiwara didn't expect Sera to be quite frank, but she was already so old and hadn't developed yet, so it probably wouldn't be possible in this life. "Uh uh..." Fujiwara hurriedly explained that he did not intend to embarrass Sera, "I just think that you are very suitable for this dress no matter what. And I don't think Mazumi needs to have such anxiety, and there is no need to think about it. There are some things that you can’t comfort yourself with, so it’s better to look at them with a normal mind.”

Feeling offended, Sera immediately retorted, "Who comforts me? Seriously, my mother is a very plump woman. As her daughter, I will definitely grow too."

After speaking, Sera roughly traced her mother's curves with her hands to make her words more credible. However, seeing Fujiwara's disbelief, she relaxed her shoulders and pretended not to care, "Forget it. If I don’t tell you anymore, you won’t believe it since you’ve never met my mother.”

"Who said I haven't seen her before?" Fujiwara said calmly when the elevator reached the eighth floor, "Have I seen your mother before?"

"Ah? Have you met my mother?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the elevator door opened, and Fujiwara walked out of the elevator first. Sera, who was obsessed with seeking answers, followed closely, holding Fujiwara's right hand to ask clearly.

"Where have you seen her? A long time ago?"

"It didn't take long, but if you keep holding me back like this, I might not be able to get the gift money."

"Gift money? What gift money?"

Sera looked at the other party in confusion and noticed the couplet, the two staff members, and the family names placed in front of the two tables. He immediately guessed that this was not a cafeteria but a wedding banquet venue.

After Fujiwara paid the gift and wrote his name on the post at Shiratori's house, he brought Sera to the banquet. After looking around, he found Fei Eri and Xiaolan who were talking to someone at the far side. The two of them guessed that Conan should be nearby.

"Let's go to the newcomers' side first, and then we'll go to the buffet."

He didn't know Officer Shiratori's sister, but the groom looked particularly familiar. As expected, the groom also recognized Fujiwara when he went to congratulate her.

"Welcome Mr. Fujiwara, I didn't expect you to actually come."

Kotaro Seigetsu stretched out his hands and greeted Fujiwara warmly. During his most depressed period three months ago, he tried to contact various art museums, but none of them accepted his paintings. However, Mihua Modern Art The museum chose to accept his paintings and gave him a substantial signing fee.

"Congratulations to both of you on your wedding and a happy marriage."

After exchanging polite words, Fujiwara took Sera to the buffet area and asked her to eat something first. He went over to say hello to a few acquaintances and then came back.

"Yeah, let's go."

Seriang, who hadn't had dinner yet, fell in love with Australian lobster at a glance. People here were busy socializing, so since they had never done anything like this, let her take advantage of it.

This trip was well worth it.

(End of this chapter)