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"young master, miss, bring it here."

The bodyguard came forward and bowed.

Abe Qian waves his hand and the bodyguard retreats, leaving Yang Zimei and Zeng Sihui behind.

"Ladies, please take a seat."

Abe Qiannan looks up at Yang Zimei, politely.

His voice was a little husky and deep, a bit neutral, which made men and women unable to argue.

Yang Zimei looked at it, but there was no chair here. Should we learn from those Japanese and Korean women and sit on their knees.

Zeng Sihui automatically raised her skirt, knelt down on her knees and sat on the Pu Tuan in front of Abe Qian. She blinked her eyes and looked at Abe Qiannan's handsome face, which could turn all living beings upside down.

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

However, she could not accept her master's education.

Master said that people have gold under their knees. They can only kneel on their knees. Their parents can kneel on their knees. Master kneels on gods. Others can't kneel.

She didn't want to kneel down in front of this Abe Qian man, although this is the traditional Japanese and Korean etiquette, there is no insult.

Seeing her reluctant to kneel down, Zeng Sihui pulled her skirt and said, "Niu Niu, sit down quickly. Our skirts are very wide. It doesn't matter if we sit like this."

"I'm not used to sitting like this, and I don't like it."

Yang Zimei's eyes were persistent and her tone was indifferent. "Please give me a stool, Mr. Abe."

"Niuniu, you are It's true that Japanese people sit like this. Haven't you seen Japanese and Korean dramas? "

Zeng Sihui saw her in such a hurry.

"I know, but we Chinese don't sit like this. This is our place in China, and we should abide by our Chinese customs, not Japanese customs. What do you think, Mr Abe? "

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

Abe Qian looks at her thoughtfully for a while.

Originally, he thought that it was just a way that she wanted to attract his attention. However, he could not see any waves in her eyes. She stood like a cloud in the sky, light.

It seems that I was right just now.

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

And the mahogany card on her neck!

"Kumu, bring in three stools!"

He called out.

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

Abe Qian stood up and sat quietly on one of the chairs. Then he said to Yang Zimei, "please sit down!"

Yang Zimei sat down.

Seeing this, Zeng Sihui quickly got up from the futon and sat on another chair.

She found that Abe Qiannan seems to be more interested in Yang Zimei, but also has a little appreciation, can not help but secretly admire his cousin's unique way of attracting people's attention.

"Thank you, Mr Abe!"

Fortunately, Mr. Abe and I did not know each other because of Mr. Abe's smile

"Because the young lady is unique and free from vulgarity, I am curious to know her name and origin."

Abe Qiannan cocked up the corner of his lips which was very similar to that of Zhenzi, with a smile that seemed to be alienated and sexy.

Zeng Sihui could not help drooling.

Yang Zimei is still unmoved.

Handsome men see more, she is also numb, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more, what's more.

She's not gay.

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