I Just Want To Deliver a Normal Takeaway

Sayuri never dreamed that she would meet Chen Feng here, but when she heard Chen Feng's name, a strange feeling came to her heart.

She chuckled and said:

"It's more than 18."

The voice was very soft and gentle, but Chen Feng felt that the other party seemed to be in a bad mood.

"Yeah?"

Looking carefully at the other person's face, this face doesn't look like an adult at all!

"Can I sit here?"

Sayuri had already sat down while talking, Chen Feng just shrugged when he saw this.

"You sat down and asked me what to do?"

"It looks like you have encountered something troublesome, are you interested in talking about it?"

Sayuri called the waiter, ordered a few glasses of wine and said while lying on the table.

She was smiling, but the smile became very forced.

"Instead of asking me, why not tell me about yourself, don't you still have class tomorrow? I remember Miss Kato said that your grades are good, and good students learn to skip class?"

"Ah, this..." Sayuri was silent for a while, and then said, "I'm sorry, classmate Chen Feng, but I'm actually not Yinglili."

"ha?"

"At first, I just thought it was interesting. Let me just introduce myself. My name is Sayuri, Sayuri Sawamura, and I am Eriri's mother."

After hesitating for a while, Sayuri decided to reveal her true identity. She felt that there was no need for her to use her daughter's name all the time to find pleasure.

"Oh..." Chen Feng nodded lightly, took a sip of his wine, "No wonder I said why I dyed my hair every time we meet, so it's like this..."

"You don't seem... not angry?"

"What's there to be angry about? If I didn't see through it, I can only say that my own level is not enough."

Chen Feng laughed at himself and said, "Then what should I call you, Mrs. Sayuri?"

"Forget it, Lord Feng just call me Sayuri."

A quiet smile appeared on Xiao Baihe's face, and it was only at this moment that Chen Feng began to seriously observe the woman sitting opposite him.

how to say……

A typical oriental beauty, demure and pleasant, probably so to speak.

The waiter brought over Sayuri's wine, and Sayuri took a big sip with a straw in her mouth, her snow-white pretty face suddenly turned rosy under the stimulation of alcohol.

"It's great that Feng Jun is not angry. I thought he would be furious."

"Who said, I'm not that stingy."

"Xiao Yang is oh."

"This guy……"

Chen Feng felt as if he had been stabbed in the back.

"But..." Sayuri sighed, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, "I actually envy you two, have you established a relationship?"

She propped her chin up, and under the reflection of the moonlight and the lights, her whole person's temperament was sublimated.

"No, I will not easily agree to things that cannot be determined in the future."

"The unexpected sense of responsibility makes me even more envious."

"Then...Miss Sayuri, you probably didn't just come here to drink and enjoy yourself, did you?"

"Ah, who said otherwise."

Sayuri's eyes looked out of the window, she held the conical goblet with her slender palm and shook it gently, the light yellow liquor inside swirled like a whirlpool.

Chen Feng drank silently, and it was not until about ten minutes later that Sayuri said slowly:

"Maybe, if you drink a little more, you can speak?"

"Love to talk or not to talk."

"Hehehe... Feng Jun is still as interesting as before." Sayuri covered her belly and laughed until she had laughed enough before saying: "Feng Jun is the first person I have met who can talk to others like this, The others...are too polite."

"Hypocritical is hypocritical, whitewashing a lot of words and sentences, the final conclusion is still hypocritical."

"That's right, it's exactly as Feng Jun said, I'm still too hypocritical..."

After draining the wine in the glass, Sayuri ordered another glass of the same wine.

The two drank in silence tacitly, neither spoke, but looked out of the window, the starry sky that was so illuminated that it was difficult to see clearly.

One muddy, one confused.

"Has Mr. Feng ever drank this kind of wine?"

"First love, drink it."

Sayuri took the initiative to say:

"The sweet and sour feeling, sometimes aftertaste, it was really bad at the beginning..."

Gradually, Sayuri's eyes moved to Chen Feng's face, and the blush on his face, stimulated by the alcohol, became even more intense.

"Feng Jun, do you think... a road with no future, should we continue to walk?"

Chapter 12 The winner is king, I wish you all the best

Sayuri's changes were much greater than the previous few times, although Chen Feng didn't deliberately connect Yinglili and Sayuri at the beginning, he didn't even know that the black-haired 'Yinglili' was blonde Mother of 'Yingli Pear'.

But that impression is still deep in my mind, deep and unforgettable.

What I saw today, that snow-white and beautiful face already showed a haggard feeling, and the already petite body looked fragile, as if a gust of wind could blow it to pieces.

From the moment we met, her smile has been very forced, no matter how cunning she is, in the eyes of Chen Feng who is observing carefully, everything will become nothing worth mentioning.

"Is there something wrong with your relationship? Or... where is Ms. Yinglili?"

Hearing this, Sayuri was stunned for a moment, a bitter smile appeared, and her slender fingers tapped the table rhythmically, making a dull 'dongdong' sound.