When he said this, his expression was arrogant, as if he had a panoramic view of the world and the mountains and rivers stretching thousands of miles away. He never saw the ancients in front of him and never saw the newcomers in the future. Naturally, he felt a sense of openness and boundless ambition for the world.

"Okay!" Qu Yong suddenly said again: "What about Tian Daochang? Are you and him enemies or friends?"

"He?" The bronze-faced man was silent for a long time, and said slowly: "He can be regarded as a prodigy in the world, and he can master all kinds of skills, but his talent only goes so far, and there are many distractions, so martial arts is naturally hard to find.

Diligence is nothing more than mediocrity..." At this point, he finally stopped talking.

Qu Yong listened to his talk, and his evaluation of him was almost the same as that of Tianyi. It seemed that the copper-faced man knew Tianyi very well. If he said that he was not Tianyi, I'm afraid Qu Yong himself wouldn't believe it. He was just a copper-faced man.

Man has never answered directly that he is destiny.

This conversation was their first conversation in many days, and it was also their longest conversation. There was no conversation after that, until they arrived in Tokyo and stayed in a small private hotel.

Qu Yong got his health insurance card and asked him to stay in the hotel, and then he drifted away.

There is no ID card in Japan. In some cases where identity must be proved, a driver's license can be used. Now almost all adults in Japan have a driver's license. For those who do not have a driver's license, there is something that everyone has that can be used to prove it.

The identity is the health insurance card. And this health insurance card does not have a photo. It only needs to be stamped with a "real seal" and a "seal registration certificate" to basically hide it, so this is also a lie in a sense.

Yong provides convenience.

The copper-faced man entered the country illegally, and none of them had passports. However, he was so powerful that he managed to get two genuine health insurance certificates. Qu Yong's name was "Takui Takei."

"The changes in the world are so unpredictable. Who would have thought that a few days ago, I was still studying in Quzhou, and two days later I became a stowaway and ended up in Japan. Alas..."

Qu Yong didn't know whether he was happy or sad.

Just as Qu Yong closed his eyes and soaked in the bath, a gentle sigh suddenly came from his mouth.

Because of the high latitude in Tokyo now, the temperature is still very low. The extremely low temperature outside is in sharp contrast with the warmth in the bath. In such a misty and hazy bath, a faint sigh can be heard.

Voice.

Qu Yong opened his eyes and saw a woman in a pink kimono with an old pattern, exposing a large piece of her chest without caring about it. A colorful belt was tied around her waist, which outlined the striking and opposite arcs of her chest, but

The strangest thing is her eyes, her eyes hidden in her own shadow.

Loneliness, solitude, hides the unknown past and the prosperous pastoral life of an abandoned woman.

Although Qu Yong is not proficient in Japanese culture, the first impression that comes to his mind is that she is like the mysterious witch in "Hundred Demons Night Parade" - Luo Xinfu, a kind of spider that transforms into a human form to seduce men.

, when a man is seduced three days later, his head will be taken away and eaten, so he is an extremely dangerous monster.

"こんにちは(kon'nichiwa)!"

"This is your kind intention." Qu Yong could still understand what he said, but he had never learned Japanese at all, and he didn't know how to answer. He could only respond with a smile, and thought to himself: "Is she a legend?

Japanese custom girl in ?”

Custom girls refer to girls in Japan and Korea who are engaged in the custom industry.

In Japan, the porn industry is called a sex industry, and the places where sex trade activities are conducted are called sex shops. But they are slightly different from what most people think of as brothels. There are three types of public and legal sex shops in Japan.

The first type is a custom shop, which is a bar. Theoretically, it does not provide any kind of erotic services. It only has some escort girls to accompany them to eat, drink and chat. If the two parties have a good agreement, it can be launched, but most people come here to do this.

The men in the area are not here to bring girls to the stage, but to talk about their pressure. Japanese people have a lot of work pressure, and these "escort" girls are the best people to talk to. A very popular method recently is "sleeping with each other,"

This is probably the kind of service.

The second type is the custom shop, which only provides some pornographic services, but does not have the most critical services. The most bizarre thing is that Japanese law stipulates that this does not count as prostitution. If someone wants to take advantage of the situation, he or she will be prosecuted for rape.

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The last type is a real brothel, most of which are bathhouses engaged in custom industries. There are women here to help bathe, and then go to bed after washing. Maybe many otakus like it in Tokyo Ippondo (a movie).

There are many such episodes.

Now, Qu Yong internally defines this woman who is like a bride as the third type of customary woman, who takes a bath in the soup, comes to say "hello" on her own initiative, and finally solves the physiological problems.

"No, I don't need it." Qu Yong thought of this and blurted out in Chinese.

"What don't you need?" The light in the bride's eyes seemed to be projected from a very high place. Such a look did not look like that of a customary woman who came out to sell herself. Moreover, she said this in pure Chinese.

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"Hey, can you speak Chinese?"

"What's so great about being able to speak Chinese?" The bride walked slowly over on worn-out wooden clogs. The sound of her shoes was a bit harsh. When she reached the edge of the bath, she naturally took off her wooden clogs and carved a pair of white jade-like shoes.

The ordinary slender feet were displayed in front of Qu Yong without any reservation.

"this......"

Luo Xinfu saw Qu Yong's stunned look and whispered, "Are my feet beautiful?"

"pretty."

"What an honest boy."

The bride leaned down and gently stirred the warm water in the pool. Her long black hair flowed down, covering a large area of ​​her face. She was so close that she could smell it clearly in her nose.

The fragrance of rose flowers.

From Qu Yong's perspective, he could clearly see the pepper breasts exposed on her chest, but this was not suitable for Qu Yong. What shocked him the most was that he saw that this woman's breasts had separate tattoos.

A beautiful rose flower is carved, blooming extremely brightly, and the pink nipples overlap the center of the flower. The flower path spreads down to the lower abdomen. Hidden by the kimono, Qu Yong has already seen what it looks like.

Not here anymore.

Just like this, he was already unable to breathe. This kind of stimulation was too intense for an unexperienced boy.

"Haha..." Luoxin understood that this simple boy had been confused by her gorgeous and weird appearance. A low throat moan came out of her lips, and this sound immediately shook her whole body.
Chapter completed!