Chapter 280: Coconuts outside the world: hot spring trip (2)

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Black and white secret?
I suddenly remembered Bai Baichang's voice as a mature woman. Sometimes she didn't behave like a child at all, she was like a Tianshan boy, she was a hundred years old, but her appearance remained the same as a few years old. appearance.
But she always looked like a child. Just now the little guy was in trouble. The ogre obviously knew what, but he didn't tell me. Instead, he went back to rest, and approved them for vacation.
Are some of the abnormal behaviors before Bai Wuchang related to the secret in Segui's mouth?
"My dear, have I done something bad?"
The little guy's words are getting more and more sharp, this is still the only complete and smooth word I have heard in so many days, but I am happy. I held him and touched his little head.
"You little trouble, I don't know what you did just now, but I apologize to Xiaobai next time!"
"Huaer, who is the prince?"
The demon squinted at me, and I glared at him, unhappy: "The baby is not only the prince of the underworld, but also a member of the sun. He just did something wrong, and apologizes."
"It has nothing to do with whether he is a prince. The premise of the prince is that he must be upright and sit upright, isn't he?"
He looked at me silently, without a word, and sighed for a while.
"Hua'er, you're right, I think I lack it."
The corners of my mouth were tilted, and I walked towards the harem with the little guy in my arms, and Segui naturally embraced my shoulders and walked side by side on the road made of black pebbles.
"Baby, my dad and I are going on vacation. Would you like to go together?" I sorted out his clothes and asked with a smile.
If you want to say why I do n’t want my children to call us father and mother, these two titles sound very distanced, which makes me feel that there is a gap between our family.
"Holiday ... what is it?" He tilted his head and thought for a moment, his eyes were like two light bulbs, and they flashed his hands excitedly.
"It's delicious! It's delicious! Right, my dear?"
He said that the drool in the corner of his mouth also began to flow down, and I could not help laughing.
"What do you think about in your little head melon seeds, little ghost?" I explained patiently. "Holiday is a family of three. Let's go to other places to play, see the scenery and eat."
"My dear, I'm going! Go!"
The little boy's fluttering little hands kept slapping my shoulders and throbbing excitedly. I rubbed his tender cheeks with my face petitely. At this moment, I noticed that the ghost's eyes looked at us softly. The eyes are full of petting and tenderness.
"Well, Yaner must be obedient. Don't make trouble, father and mother will take you there."
"Hehe." Segui laughed softly, and I looked at him in wonder, wondering why he laughed.
"Hua'er, are you calling my name?"
His hands couldn't help touching my cheeks, and the undercurrent of my eyes was understandable.
A faint blush floated up my cheek, and I coughed awkwardly awkwardly, looking away unnaturally, and uttered: "Don't make trouble, I'm calling a little guy, not you!"
"But you are clearly calling my name, Huaer." His fingers rubbing my cheeks a little harder, and my cheeks became redder. At this moment, I seem to know something, and I am so angry.
"Okay, when you gave the little boy the name, you were so relieved!"
I'm still thinking, why would he be willing to take the name, after all, he wanted to take advantage of the nickname!
I called the little guy's name, it must be Yan Er, he really enjoyed it.
He lowered his head slightly, and said softly in my ear: "We haven't been in a long time ..." He said, with sly smiles like foxes flashing in those narrow and charming eyes.
I felt my cheeks burning, and I felt like I had a fever. I glanced at him with a bit of shame and gritted his teeth, "Be serious, the child is still there!"
"He doesn't understand."
"You know that he does n’t understand. Do n’t forget what his body is. From the aspect of speaking, I can see that his learning ability is much stronger than that of ordinary children. Be careful when you learn badly. Pay attention to me! "
The seducer justified his attitude seriously, and didn't continue to smile at my hippie, smoothing his tongue.
"We need to get a visa now. It's up to us."
"You don't have to worry about it, I'm here."
...
"Welcome to Japan." As soon as we got off the plane, I pushed the stroller and walked out of the exit. I saw the Shimizu couple holding up a sign with my Chinese name and pinyin on it.
When they saw me, they waved their hands happily and greeted us.
The appearance of a sag is really attracting the attention of all parties. Even if I put him on with sunglasses, his temperament and the lower half of his face that were not covered all attracted the attention of the opposite sex.
Whether young or old. I even saw a little girl trying to get up and holding a mobile phone for a group photo. I glanced a little at his dress and made a secret decision in my heart.
In the future, I still ca n’t let him wear too trendy, but I thought about it again, no matter how ugly the clothes were on him, they looked like gold, so I had to give up in my heart, and my husband was so miserable that he was even better than the glamorous woman Danger.
When the Shimizu couple saw Seki, they were shocked by his temperament. They bent over and said, "Good morning."
The sacrifice didn't say a word, didn't move, just stood beside me like a sculpture. I know that the Japanese are particularly concerned about etiquette. He is really rude to do this. If the Shimizu couple and I do n’t know It will definitely make them very unhappy.
"Sorry, he's more afraid of being born, he doesn't like to talk, and we don't speak Japanese." I spoke in Chinese, and they obviously didn't understand me. At this moment, I noticed a person standing Around them.
A very young-spirited woman, wearing clean professional OL clothes, stood beside them and smiled and greeted us: "Hello, this is my translation, Suzuki Aya, you can call me Aya, Or Miss Suzuki. "
Her Chinese is very good. Although she has a strange Japanese accent, it does not prevent us from communicating.
I quickly said: "Then the next day will trouble you." I glanced at the man next to me and poked him with his elbow, but he was still indifferent, and I could not help him, so I had to embarrassed her Smiled.
I was very perceptive, as if I saw that the identity of the demon is not ordinary, and it should not be the kind of person who would greet people casually, so I had to smile with a smile and translate the sentence I just said. The couple only smiled at me understandably, and my heart was completely relieved.
"Ah, is this your child?" Mrs. Shimizu said happily, with a gentle tone that is very common in Japanese women, very nice, she waved at the little guy sitting in the stroller.
"So cute-how are you."
She greeted the little guy. I could still understand the simplest Japanese sentences. I quickly bent down and said to Yan Er, "Baby, say good morning to father-in-law."
The little guy had a pacifier in his mouth, a pair of big eyes staring at the Shimizu couple. His two short legs were constantly pedaling. The pacifier in his mouth was pulled by him, giggling, and his fleshly hands were facing Shimizu. The couple waved.
"Good morning." It turned out to be in Japanese!
And every pronunciation is so standard! My eyes widened in surprise, even the Shimizu couple were shocked.
"Miss Rong, does your child speak Japanese?"
I smiled awkwardly and politely, shook my head, and I was confused, but I knew what was going on, but I still had to pretend not to know.
"I never taught him Japanese, and the little guy didn't speak a few words in Chinese."
"Maybe, it is the stage where he is learning to speak, so he is imitating your language!" My brain moved quickly, and for a reason, it sounded quite justified, and finally it pretends.
It is good for a child to be smart, but I don't want him to be famous for it. I just want him to grow up smoothly and quietly.
So low-key is first, and high-key is definitely not desirable.
"Little baby is very smart!" Mrs. Shimizu could not restrain her love for Yan Er, and wanted to ask for my consent.
"Can I hug your child?"
Mr. Shimizu apparently disapproved. He motioned to his wife. Mrs. Shimizu seemed to realize something and quickly apologized to us.
Japanese etiquette is really complicated and troublesome!
I shook my head, bent down and hugged the little guy in the crib, and stretched towards Mrs. Shimizu.
"Don't mess around again, you let your mother-in-law hug you."
The sage had a reaction, but he resisted it and did not stop it further, but his face was obviously not good-looking.
Mr. Shimizu looked at his wife very dissatisfied and kept bending down to apologize to us, which made me very embarrassed.
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Later, the Shimizu couple took us to the neighborhood of their home. Their home is in Shizuoka, the country, and they are all independent houses and private houses. The Shimizu couple also thoughtfully prepared a very clean room for us.
I asked my uncle to tell them that they provided accommodation. We are very grateful. As for the cost of the tour, we still have to bear it ourselves.
After the Shimizu couple knew about it, they did not force us to accept their kindness. I found that our dinner tonight was extraordinarily rich.
In the evening, the Shimizu couple proposed to take us to the hot spring.
I naturally followed them, and I was surprised that they had hired an interpreter to receive us.
I'm afraid it cost a lot.