Chapter 916 Mr. Abe (2)

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"Master, bring it here, miss."

The bodyguard stepped forward and bowed.

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

"You two ladies, please take a seat!"

Abe Qiannan looked up at Yang Zimei and said politely.

His voice was a little hoarse and low, somewhat neutral, making people indistinguishable.

Yang Zimei took a look. There are no chairs here. Do you have to sit on your knees like those Japanese and Korean women?

Zeng Sihui lifted her skirt automatically, knelt down on the futon a few short before Abe Qiannan, blinked her eyes, and stared at Abe Qiannan's handsome face that could turn all living beings upside down.

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

It's just that when she was educated by her master, she couldn't accept it.

Master once said that there is gold under one's knees, and one can only kneel to the sky, kneel, kneel, kneel to parents, master, kneel to gods, and nothing else.

She was reluctant to kneel in front of this Abe Qianman, even though this was a traditional Japanese etiquette, and there was no insult to it.

Seeing that she was reluctant to kneel down and sit down, 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 looked persistent and said indifferently, "Please Mr. Abe give me a stool."

"Niuniu, you are...really, Japanese people sit like this. Haven't you watched Japanese or 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 follow our Chinese customs, not Japanese customs. Mr. Abe, what do you think?"

Yang Zimei raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at Abe Qian.

Abe Qiannan looked at her thoughtfully for a while.

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

It seems that what I felt just now was really right.

The girl in front of her is definitely not an ordinary girl.

Also, the peach wood plaque on her neck!

"Kyugi, bring three stools in!"

he called out.

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

Abe Qiannan stood up, sat on one of the chairs in a graceful manner, 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 he had a little appreciation. She couldn't help but admire her cousin's eye-catching and unique approach.

"Thank you, Mr. Abe!"

Yang Zimei looked at Abe Qiannan with black eyes and asked with a smile, "Mr. Abe and I don't know each other at all. I don't know why I was fortunate enough to be specially met by my husband?"

"Because the lady is unique and refined, it also made me curious and wanted to know the name and origin of the lady."

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

Zeng Sihui wanted to drool when she saw it.

Yang Zimei remained unmoved.

The more handsome guys she sees, the more numb she becomes. What's more, what's in front of her is not a really handsome guy, but a female guy.

She has no homosexual orientation.

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