The day when a bathhouse was opened in Japan

Chapter 4 Twelve New Year's Eve

Zhao Wei cursed secretly in his heart: Damn, which guy threw banana peels everywhere!

He had lost his center of gravity, and he slumped down helplessly, his hands scratching out of thin air.

Just hearing a "hissing", Zhao Wei and Xiaoqian "ah" at the same time.

The so-called boy stood there in a daze, the zipper of his clothes was torn by Zhao Wei, revealing the pink bra inside.

"Rogue!" The boy, oh, no, it was the girl who screamed, covered her clothes, and glared at Zhao Wei.

Zhao Wei sweated profusely: "Are you a woman?"

"When did I say I was a man?" Upon hearing Zhao Wei's words, the girl was furious.

Looking at the expressions of the two, Xiaoqian probably guessed it, and she asked, "Don't you see that she is a girl?"

Zhao Wei sweated even more: "I really didn't see it, could it be that I'm the only one who is an idiot?"

The girl gave Zhao Wei a hard look, then suddenly jumped up to the roof, turned around and fled.

"Ah, she ran away!"

Zhao Wei and Xiaoqian also went up to the roof and looked around, but she was nowhere to be seen.

"It's really weird." Zhao Wei shook his head and muttered.

When the two returned home, Zhao Wei's mother had already made the paste by herself. After the paste cooled down, Xiaoqian volunteered to help Zhao Wei paste the Spring Festival couplets, which was a taste of Chinese folk customs.

It was almost evening, and the sound of firecrackers rang out one after another. Zhao Wei and Xiaoqian went to the open space downstairs and finished setting off the firecrackers. Then they went upstairs. Zhao Wei's mother had already prepared homemade fillings and dumpling wrappers. , On the night of New Year's Eve, both mother and son used to watch the Spring Festival Gala while making dumplings.

This year, there is one more person to celebrate the new year. Zhao Wei and his mother feel very fresh, especially Zhao Wei's mother, who is very enthusiastic, teaching Xiaoqian how to make dumplings, completely leaving Zhao Wei aside, but Zhao Wei He was also happy to be at leisure, watching TV and playing with his mobile phone, and helping Xiaoqian and his mother who communicated through facial expressions and body as translators from time to time.

Xiaoqian learned quickly, the dumplings were made very quickly, my mother was busy for a while, and the sumptuous New Year's Eve dinner was served again.

The Spring Festival Gala on TV is still very boring, but without it, the Chinese New Year seems to be missing something. Fortunately, Xiaoqian is very interested in the Chinese Spring Festival Gala, so Zhao Wei translated the whole process, and everyone ate and chatted happily.

The old mother, who believed that Xiaoqian was her daughter-in-law, was overjoyed. For the first time, she took out the wine that had been preserved for many years, and poured a big bowl full for the three of them.

Xiaoqian looked at the wine bowl in front of her in astonishment, and looked at Zhao Wei inquiringly. She used to drink some beer in Japan, occasionally drink sake, and drink some foreign wine when she went to bars. It's amazing that it's so tall and has such a big bowl!

Zhao Wei looked at Xiaoqian's embarrassment, and said quietly: "Stop drinking, let me tell my mother."

Xiaoqian shook her head: "It's rare for Auntie to be so happy, forget it, I can drink fairly well, so these shouldn't be a problem."

Facts have proved that Xiaoqian mistakenly overestimated her combat power.

After drinking for three rounds, she was already shaking her head and blushing.

Zhao Wei was also dizzy, seeing double images of everything, so he complained: "Mom, you really, after a year, you actually got me and Xiaoqian drunk!"

"Don't sleep, stick to it past twelve o'clock..." My mother is dying, she said with a smile, "What's the matter, today is a good day, it's rare to be happy..."

"Wow, Mom, you're drunk too..." As soon as Zhao Wei finished speaking, Mom lay down on the table and couldn't wake up.

"Really..." Zhao Wei shook his head, stood up, spun around for a while, and almost fell down.

He hurriedly supported the table to stabilize his body, helped his mother up, and sent her to his room.

Staggering back to the living room, I saw a few familiar faces on the TV saying: "Friends, let's count down together, 6,5, 4,3,2,1, [-], [-], [-], [-]!"

Immediately, firecrackers blared outside the house, Zhao Wei smiled, looked at Xiaoqian, and saw her in a daze, with her head on her hands, watching TV programs, it seemed that she could still persevere.

So Zhao Wei picked up the firecrackers, came to the open space downstairs, and congratulated the neighbors: "Happy New Year! Gong Xi Fa Cai!"

After the big guys happily set off the firecrackers together, Zhao Wei went upstairs, and as soon as he entered the door, he found that Xiaoqian was dying, and she was sleeping soundly on the table.

"Haha, put down another one!" Zhao Wei laughed, closed the door, stepped forward to pick up Xiaoqian, and sent her to his room.

Putting Xiaoqian on the bed in a hurry, Zhao Wei straightened up, wiped the sweat from his brow, and looked around the familiar room.Since Xiaoqian came home with her, she has been living in this room. Zhao Wei can only sleep on the sofa in the outer room. Now he has time to take a good look at this familiar room that has accompanied him since he was a child.

The bookshelf in the corner of the room is still stacked with books and comics that I like to read. On the desk is the Angel Gundam model. On the wall are posters of Slam Dunk and Jordan Carter Iverson Kobe. Everything is still before I went abroad. look.

However, the former owner has changed too much.

Zhao Wei shook his head with a smile, he was so young, he became sentimental, did he really drink too much?

At this time, the door suddenly slammed shut.

Zhao Wei was startled, turned around and walked to the door, twisted the handle, and it was locked from the outside.

what is this?

Just wondering, my mother's laughter came from outside: "Son, come on!"

I go!Mom, aren't you!

"Mom, open the door, you drank too much!" Zhao Wei knocked on the door with a "bang bang".

"Hehe!" My mother smiled strangely outside, and the footsteps left.

No, mom, which one do you want to play?

Zhao Wei couldn't get out, so he had to turn his head, and suddenly, he caught sight of Xiaoqian on the bed.

Xiaoqian's face was blushing, her clothes were a little messy, her pink lips parted slightly, and her breasts rose and fell. For some reason, Zhao Wei suddenly felt that she was very sexy at this moment.

Taking advantage of the strength of wine, Zhao Wei slowly approached the bed and sat down, looking at Xiaoqian.

Xiaoqian slightly opened her eyes, saw Zhao Wei, and smiled lightly: "...this wine is so powerful..."

Zhao Wei nodded: "Yes. I remembered the time when you and I drank beer."

"Oh..." Xiaoqian frowned slightly. She remembered that night, her face became redder, she giggled, but didn't speak, but her eyes became ambiguous.

Zhao Wei couldn't bear it any longer, and bent down to gently suck her delicate lips.

Xiaoqian wrapped her arms around Zhao Wei, and their hearts beat violently in sync.

Zhao Wei's hand touched Xiaoqian's back, felt the bulge through the clothes, he smiled slightly, and untied it through the clothes with one hand.

"Ah, you scoundrel..." The buckle of her bra was unbuttoned, Xiaoqian let out a soft cry, but hugged Zhao Wei even tighter, buried her head in his generous chest and kept rubbing it.

This coquettish action made Zhao Wei more daring, and he took off Xiaoqian's clothes.

Chapter 4 Thirteen Spring Festival

The room was equipped with a heater, so it was already very warm, and Xiaoqian was a martial arts practitioner, so she was in good health, so she was only wearing unlined clothes and underwear in the room.