Chapter 235 Qiao Ji

After listening carefully, I heard the noise of pedestrians in the streets, and light came in through the gaps in the curtains. I probably understood that it was dawn and the sun had risen.

After taking pictures, I was still a little drowsy. Unexpectedly, I slept until dawn. I wasted such a good opportunity and an opportunity to show off my skills in bed.

"Hey, wake up." He patted the girl's long legs.

The girl slowly opened her eyes and saw Yin Hui in front of her. She suddenly sat up from the bed, not bothering her shoes, and bowed to Yin Hui repeatedly, probably saying something thankful.

He couldn't understand, so he had to reach out to help her and prevent him from bowing to himself.

After finally waiting for the girl to calm down, Yin Hui put her on the bed. Her naked feet were soft, with clear lines, and fresh and tender as cherries.

At this time, after a closer look, I found that I was wearing a pair of completely transparent silver-white stockings.

Those feet were simply a jasper in the little family. When he looked at it, his heart was beating faster and his blood was boiling. He wanted to take a bite.

The girl seemed to notice his perverted eyes and moved her feet awkwardly. This movement also awakened him from her meditation.

"What's going on with the person we met yesterday? How could you be chased by him?" Yin Hui asked.

The girl pointed to her ear and then replied with a lot of things she couldn't understand, which roughly meant that he couldn't understand her.

This is a problem. The two of them can’t communicate. What should we do?

By the way, although he can't understand Japanese, he can understand Japanese. After all, Japanese and Chinese are relatively similar, so he might be able to understand each other from the text.

As he said that, he excitedly searched for paper and pen from the drawer, and then wrote and painted on it.

"How could you be chased by that Onmyoji last night?" A few words were written on it and he handed it to the girl.

The girl was stunned for a moment and looked at the familiar words. Although she didn't recognize some of them, she still understood the general meaning.

Take the pen from Yin Hui and start writing and drawing.

Soon, the white paper was covered with his handwriting, and there were about a few hundred words written.

Yin Hui couldn't guess why the girl had so much to say, but she still went up to look at the beautiful and small Japanese.

Of course, he doesn't know many words at all, but he just needs to know the general meaning.

He could roughly see that the girl's name was Hashihide, who was originally the waiter of the Onmyoji. This time, as his entourage, he came to China with Onmyoji.

Everything here made her very uncomfortable, but as a waiter, she had no choice but to come and serve her master very carefully.

But again, while serving tea, I walked to the door and heard the conversation between the master and Shikigami, which roughly meant to offer myself to the Immortal Rashomon as a gift.

She was stunned when she heard this. She didn't expect that the master was so cruel and wanted to offer him to Shikigami.

As a servant of Onmyoji, she has some knowledge of Shikigami and knows that she will definitely be tortured by the body when she falls into Shikigami's hands, especially the Immortal Rashomon, who is famous for playing ## in Japan. As a mortal, she does not have that much endurance to endure Shikigami torture.

After thinking about it, I finally thought of running away. Even if I marry a beggar, it would be much better than marrying an Immortal Rashomon.

She pretended to be calm and walked away quietly, and then ran away while the master was not paying attention. Who knew that the master was suspicious when he saw that she had not served tea for a long time and sent Shikigami to investigate. Fortunately, she met Yin Hui halfway, otherwise she would have really died at the hands of the Immortal Rashomon.

The last sentence on the paper was a question to Yin Hui. The general meaning was that why you were so powerful that you could kill the Immortal Rashomon, and Jun Watanabe had no power to fight back.

Yin Hui smiled bitterly and wrote a line of words on the paper: "I am the Chinese Onmyoji."

As soon as the words were finished, the girl was extremely excited, her face full of excitement, and her delicate little body also came down from the bed, kowtowed to him repeatedly, and muttered some birds in her mouth.

Yin Hui was stunned, not knowing what he was going to say.

Seeing that Yin Hui didn't understand, the girl took a pen and wrote a line of words on the paper: Great Mr. Onmyoji, let me serve you. I am very thorough in serving Onmyoji."

Some words are in Japanese, but it roughly means that he translates them.

He was stunned for a moment and looked at Hashihide.

Such a little loli serves herself, which is a scene where you often dream about Duke Zhou. Is your dream come true today?

He was stunned and looked at the little loli Hashihide. Seeing her look of anticipation on her face, her heart was touched. To be honest, such an inflatable doll is by her side, she must have been secreting hormones for twenty-four hours. What if the beastly nature is so big that it is out of control, Hashihide will be killed?

Thinking of this, he was still stunned for a moment, swallowed and did not dare to agree casually.

Besides, if Tang Yan and Shen Feifei knew that he had such an inflatable doll, they would definitely not give him up easily.

There is also Ouyang Xue. Although her whereabouts are unknown now, and it is very likely that she has gone back to report it, she always feels uneasy in her heart. He feels that Ouyang Xue will definitely not go back to the police station like this. The phone is not connected, so this incident has been lingering in her heart, confusing him.

The girl seemed to see Yin Hui's tendency that she did not agree, and her tender little hands grabbed the corner of his clothes, with a pleading look on her face.

Such an action completely disrupted Yin Hui's mind, and the heart that was hesitating just now immediately became soft and pulled the girl up and said, "Okay, I promise you."

Seeing the other party nodding repeatedly, the girl was very excited.

He helped the girl sit down, and he opened the curtains. The first ray of sunshine in the morning was fresh and warm, shining on the girl. Her beautiful white skin was white and transparent, as if she was an inflatable doll. If someone accidentally broke in, she would definitely treat her as an inflatable doll. Yin Hui even worried that the sun would blow up her little body.

"I'll take you to have breakfast." Yin Hui wrote a line of words on the paper.

The girl's eyes with long eyelashes blinked, shook her head, and wrote another line of words on the paper: "I won't go out, please buy it for me. Thank you, I don't want to go out, master."

Yin Hui was stunned when he looked at the word "master". Although he felt a little sad, the girl must have been called by someone as enslaved, but she was still quite excited in her mind. Maybe men like to hide the charms in the golden house.

"You wait."

After writing these words, the piece of paper had been finished. Yin Hui put away the note and took out one from the drawer again. Then he walked downstairs with confidence.

When he walked past the hall, he looked at the wall clock in the hall. When he saw the pointer, he was stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, it was already ten o'clock now, which was really beyond his expectations.

Now the breakfast stalls have almost been removed, and restaurants are open to do business.

Yin Hui, who originally wanted to buy a few small buns of bread to fill her stomach, had to give up that plan, found a Lanzhou ramen restaurant, ordered two ramen to pack, and went back.

Along the way, I was thinking about how to place the girl and let her go back? But it was obvious that the girl was smuggled, so where was there a passport on her? If there was no passport, the country would treat her as a human and snake.

Just lock her in this small hotel and act as his golden hiding beauty?

But it is obvious that this is unfair to Hashihime. Such a gentle and kind young girl should enjoy this wonderful world like other girls. How could she be locked in this small hotel for the rest of her life?

At this time, he suddenly remembered the fact that when he went to the suburbs with the scalpel to find Chow Tai Fook to identify the ring, Chow Tai Fook once gave a villa to the scalpel.

"Isn't that villa still empty? It's just right for Hashihime to live in it for the time being."

After thinking about this, he slapped his forehead excitedly. Damn, I am such a genius.

He accelerated his pace and quickly climbed up the stairs and knocked on the hotel door.

Inside the door, the girl was watching TV in a daze. When she heard the knock on the door, she was immediately excited as if she saw the little sparrow of Guzi, rushing towards her. She saw Yin Hui from Maoyan and hurriedly opened the door.

"こんにちは..." Seeing that it was indeed Yin Hui standing in front of him, the girl bowed repeatedly and said some bird songs that she couldn't understand.

I also saw this scene on TV. It seemed that the waiter saw that the owner was always politely saluting like this, and without paying much attention, he nodded and helped her into the room.

The fragrance of two servings of Lanzhou ramen is everywhere, and the small hotel room is immersed in the fragrance of Lanzhou ramen.

I ordered two large bowls from the landlord, put Lanzhou ramen into the bowl, handed the girl a pair of chopsticks, and said with a smile: "Fill your stomach quickly and arrange your accommodation for you after dinner."

He also felt hungry, so he grabbed a bowl and started eating.

The girl looked at Yin Hui as if she was looking at a monster, holding the chopsticks and holding the bowl.

"Eat, why don't you?" Yin Hui, who had eaten half a bowl, noticed that the girl was at a loss, and there was no trace of Lanzhou ramen moving.

The girl shook her head, and jumped with the chopsticks at a loss for a few times, then put the chopsticks and bowl helplessly, looking depressed.

"What? Do you don't like eating ramen?" Yin Hui put down the bowls and chopsticks in his hand, found the piece of paper, and wrote: "Don't you like eating ramen?"

The girl looked at it, shook her head repeatedly, and wrote a line of words on the paper: "I won't use this stick to pick things and eat."

"Sticks? Chopsticks? Why did I forget this? The Japanese definitely don't use chopsticks. I guess they have never seen such a weird way of eating." He patted his head and smiled apologetically.

The girl stood up at a loss, and her hands holding the chopsticks were trembling slightly.

"I'll teach you. You have to adapt slowly here in the future." He held the girl's shoulder and pressed her onto the bench.

Qiao Ji slowly squatted down and breathed rapidly. Every time she breathed, she would bring out a thick body fragrance, which made Yin Hui intoxicated.

He shook his head, woke up his consciousness, and smiled bitterly in his heart: What's wrong with me? Why do I always secrete hormones when I'm with an inflatable doll?

He held the chopsticks in his hand, skillfully and agilely, and signaled to Hashihime: "Look, that's it."

Hashihide looked at it, her five fingers were clumsy around the chopsticks, but she couldn't catch them firmly, and she was so anxious that she was sweating profusely.

Yin Hui patiently decomposed the movements of grabbing chopsticks for him.

He never expected that one day he would be a teacher for the Japanese and a teacher who taught to grab chopsticks. What he did not expect was that the students were such a sexy little loli who made people vomit blood.

Qiao Ji was still watching him breaking down the chopsticks over and over again, as if he was doing acrobatics. She couldn't figure out how two sticks could be so flexible and obedient in his hands.

From beginning to end, he did his decomposition movements no less than dozens of times, and he only said no less than two buckets of nonsense, but Hashihide's movement of grabbing chopsticks did not improve at all. He even had a headache than Hashihide.

"Oh my God, is it that difficult to grab chopsticks? Are Chinese people all geniuses?" He said blankly, and at the same time gave up the decomposition demonstration, but reached out and grabbed Hashihime's hands.

Those two hands looked like the hands of a newborn baby, delicate and smooth, slender and well-proportioned, and had a tender and tender feeling. Just touching his hands would make his whole body numb as if it were irritated.

The girl was caught in her arm and her face turned red, but she did not struggle, but let him catch her hand obediently, feeling shy as if she was a girl.

"Come on, I'll teach you how to grab chopsticks." As he said that, his wide palm wrapped Hashihime's hand entirely, and controlled five fingers at the same time, turning to grab the chopstick.

Even with this step-by-step teaching, the girl still couldn't hold on to the chopsticks steadily, and was so anxious that she was sweating profusely.

When Hashihide finally grabbed the chopsticks steadily, he let out a long sigh and signaled him to slowly pick the noodles.

This way they have trouble again.
To be continued...