Zongman, support Nanao Akane at the beginning

In the manor, in the living room, Lin Chuan, who was sitting on the sofa watching TV, saw Shenmu Yiye wearing a tight purple-black yoga suit, and his eyes sparkled.

Then he slowly stood up and came to her side, gently stretched out his arms to hug her fleshy waist: "Yiye, why do you suddenly want to practice yoga?"

"I found that my figure seems to be a little out of shape recently, and I want to reshape my body."

"Who said that, isn't this perfect?"

While speaking, Lin Chuan looked up and down at the beautiful woman's perfect body.

"Of course you can't feel it, you little brat..."

The more he spoke, the smaller Shenmu Yiye's voice became, and at the end it was almost like a mosquito's hum.

Looking at the mature and charming beauty, who looked like a fresh and juicy peach, showing such a shy look in front of him, Lin Chuan raised his eyebrows slightly and showed a bit of smirk on his face: "Oh~, how am I?"

Hearing this, Shenmu Yiye, who was very embarrassed, started to drive people away directly: "Go, go, go~, go find Chengjiang and the others, don't bother me, I want to practice yoga!"

But it was obvious that Lin Chuan could not be sent away so easily.

He was familiar with the way of sorting, and his smirk became even more: "Yiye, I also know some yoga, I can help~"

Faced with this self-recommendation, Shenmu Yiye refused without thinking: "I, I don't need your help."

Unfortunately, this tough attitude did not last long, and it collapsed under Lin Chuan's three-inch tongue and a little trick.

Soon, while the two were practicing yoga, a melodious cell phone ringtone suddenly sounded.

Looking at the caller ID, Lin Chuan's eyes flashed with a hint of amusement, and then he picked up the phone and pressed the answer button.

"Yori, what's the matter?"

"Lin, Lin Chuan, you saved me yesterday, I want to invite you to dinner, do you have time tonight?"

"Since it's Yangri who invited me, then of course I have time..."

After a while, just after hanging up the phone, Lin Chuan received a charming roll of the eyes.

Reaching out to smooth the hair that was stuck to Shenmu Yiye's forehead, he smiled faintly: "Yotoba, we are going to start the next action~"

In the evening, near Suzuki's house.

At this time, Suzuki Yiye had changed into a beige dress, and from a distance she looked like a sunflower full of sunshine and hope.

After the car stopped, the girl opened the door and sat in the passenger seat.

After fastening her seat belt, Suzuki Yori felt Lin Chuan's gaze and her cheeks flushed. She lowered her head.

{Why is Lin Chuan looking at me like this? Also, is it my illusion? Why do I feel that Lin Chuan seems to be more handsome than yesterday...}

After a while, seeing that Lin Chuan had no intention of retracting his gaze, Suzuki Yori, who could not hide her embarrassment, whispered softly: "Lin, Lin Chuan, can we go now?"

Lin Chuan heard this and immediately showed a look of having just come to his senses..

Then, she apologized: "Sorry! Sorry! I didn't react for a while when Yang Li changed into this dress. It's really beautiful."

As Mitsuko's best friend, Suzuki Yang Li should be angry when her boyfriend said such frivolous words.

But at this moment, she was not angry, but only slightly happy.

The little head was buried deep in her chest, and the girl's voice was like a mosquito: "Lin, Lin Chuan, let's go!"

"Okay! Okay! Let's go! Let's go!"

After that, Lin Chuan stepped on the accelerator and drove the Panamera away.

Soon, outside a western restaurant with exquisite decoration and full of guests, Lin Chuan slowly stopped the car and looked at Suzuki Yangri with a faint smile: "Yori, how about we eat here?"

Looking at the obviously expensive restaurant, Suzuki Yangri couldn't help but worry about his wallet.

The money he brought should be enough, right? !

But it was he who suggested to treat us to a meal, so he had to hold on even if he gritted his teeth.

Then, he gently nodded his little head: "Okay, okay!"

After a moment, he pushed open the heavy glass door, and a melodious violin sound reached their ears.

Finding a seat near the window, Lin Chuan took the menu from the waiter and smiled at Suzuki Yangri across from him: "Yangri, I won't be polite this time!"

Looking at the dizzying prices on the menu, the girl forced a smile and said: "Lin Chuan-kun, just order whatever you want!"

Beef Wellington, borscht, French baked snails...

While Lin Chuan ordered, Suzuki Yangri calculated quickly in her mind.

When the last dish fell, she breathed a sigh of relief.

Not bad! Not bad! (To read the exciting novels, go to Faloo Novel Network!)

Although it was a little expensive, she could still afford it.

But who would have thought that at this moment, the waiter would continue to promote their store's new batch of top-grade dry red wine.

Of course, the messenger would not promote everyone.

Lin Chuan and his wife are handsome and pretty, and the man's clothes are all very expensive.

If he can sell a bottle, he will have enough money for this month's rent.

Then, in the expectation of the messenger and the nervous eyes of Suzuki Yori, Lin Chuan smiled and shook his head: "No need! I drove here today and can't drink."

After this, Suzuki Yori breathed a sigh of relief.

After all, the top-grade dry red wine must be extremely expensive, and her savings may not be enough to buy a glass.

On the other hand, the messenger's eyes flashed a little disappointed when the wine was not sold, but he still kept a polite smile on his face.

After more than 20 minutes, when all the dishes were served, the two began to enjoy the food.

Don't say it, although the price is a bit expensive, it tastes really good.

But halfway through the meal, Lin Chuan suddenly did something a little strange.

He actually took out a napkin and wiped the oil stains from the corner of Suzuki Yori's mouth.

Faced with this obviously out-of-bounds action, the girl was stunned for a moment.

She didn't come back to her senses until Lin Chuan took his hand back. []

In response, Suzuki Yori looked at Lin Chuan with a slightly complicated look, then lowered her head and silently finished the food in front of her.

However, the originally delicious food tasted like chewing wax this time.

The originally cheerful atmosphere between the two gradually became quiet.

After finishing dinner in a hurry, Suzuki Yori got up and went to the front desk to pay the bill.

Looking at the girl's messy thoughts like a ball of wool and the favorability of her head reaching 94, Lin Chuan raised his eyebrows slightly. .