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"Master, miss brought here."

The bodyguard stepped forward and bowed.

Abe Qiannan waved his hand, and the bodyguard retreated, leaving Yang Zimei and Zeng Sihui behind.

"Miss, please sit down!" [

Abe Qiannan looked up at Yang Zimei and said politely.

His voice was hoarse and low, a bit neutral, and it was indisputable.

Yang Zimei looked, there was no chairs here, could it be that he had to sit on his knees like those Japanese and Korean women.

Zeng Sihui automatically lifted the hem of her skirt, knelt and sat on the futon in front of Abe Qiannan, blinking her eyes, looking obsessively at Abe Qiannan's handsome face that can turn all living beings upside down.

Yang Zimei really didn't like this way of kneeling.

It's just that she couldn't accept it when she was receiving Master's education.

The master said that there is gold under the knees of a person, you can only kneel on the sky, on the ground, on your parents, on your master, on your gods, and nothing else.

She didn't want to kneel and sit in front of Abe Qiannan, even though this was a traditional etiquette in Japan and Korea, and it didn't mean any insult.

Seeing that she was still unwilling to sit down on her knees, Zeng Sihui pulled her skirt and said, "Niuniu, sit down quickly, our skirts are very wide, so it doesn't matter if you sit like this."

"I'm not used to sitting like this, and I don't like sitting like this."

Yang Zimei's eyes were persistent, and she said calmly, "Mr. Abe, please give me a stool."

"Niuniu, you are...really, Japanese people sit like this. Haven't you watched Japanese dramas and Korean dramas?"

Seeing her like this, Zeng Sihui hurriedly said.

"I know, but we Chinese people don't sit like this. This is where we are in China, and we must abide by our Chinese customs, not Japanese customs. Mr. Abe, what do you think?"

Yang Zimei raised his eyebrows lightly, looked at Abe and said manly.

Abe Qiannan looked at her thoughtfully for a while.

Originally, he thought that it was just a way for her to get his attention, but he couldn't see any waves in her eyes, she just stood there like a white cloud in the sky, Faint.

It seems that what I just felt is really right.

The girl in front of me is definitely not an ordinary girl. [

Also, the mahogany plaque on her neck!

"Hisaki, bring in three stools!"

he called out.

The bodyguard who pushed out just now moved in three bamboo chairs with Japanese characteristics in surprise, and then flashed out.

Abe Qiannan stood up, sat down on one of the chairs gracefully, and said to Yang Zimei, "Please sit down!"

Yang Zimei sat down.

Seeing this situation, Zeng Sihui hurriedly got up from the futon and sat on another chair.

She found that Abe Qiannan seemed to be more interested in Yang Zimei, and she also had a little appreciation, so she couldn't help secretly admiring her cousin's unique way of attracting attention.

"Thank you Mr. Abe!"

Yang Zimei looked at Abe Qiannan with black pupils, and asked with a smile, "Mr. Abe and I have never met each other. I don't know why I was lucky enough to meet you specially by Mr. Abe?"

"Because Miss is unique and refined, I became curious and wanted to know her name and origin."

Abe Qiannan raised the corners of his lips, which were very similar to Sadako, with a wicked smile that seemed alienated and sexy.

Zeng Sihui felt like drooling.

Yang Zimei remained unmoved.

Seeing too many handsome guys made her numb, what's more, what was in front of her was not a really handsome guy, but a female man.

She is not gay.

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