He actually took the initiative to come over and talk to Ning Weimin.

"Are you alone? Can I sit down?"

"Of course, please take a seat. I only have beer, would you like a drink?"

Ning Weimin simply couldn't refuse because this woman was very sexy.

The most attractive thing is her figure, which is uneven and her legs look slender and beautiful. She is an undisputed beauty.

Her age is not bad, she looks like she is in her mid-twenties, which is the best time for a woman.

Ning Weimin's eyes were fixed on her like a magnet, and it was difficult to look away - it is human nature to love beauty.

"OK, thanks."

The Japanese woman who delivered the goods responded and sat down generously next to Ning Weimin.

Ning Weimin also happily offered a bottle of Kirin beer as a gift from the disco.

However, when Ning Weimin accidentally made eye contact with this woman, she held a beer in her hand and leaned towards her with a smile.

"Your sense of rhythm is really good! Are you a professional dancer?"

"Thank you. No, my level is far from enough. My body is actually very stiff..."

Ning Weimin is telling the truth. He often chats with his friends.

But to strange women, he is usually willing to look kind.

"But this is awesome. Your dancing is very charming. But we girls are actually better at softness..."

"..."

Ning Weimin was speechless. Looking at the smile on her lips, he already knew that this Japanese girl was seducing him.

It's just that he's still hesitating whether to take the bait or not.

It doesn't matter if you have a one-night stand, but what if you encounter a "fairy dance"?

"Let's make friends! My name is Hexiang."

The woman generously stretched out her delicate hand.

There is an exquisite white gold and diamond ring on it, but it is not worn on the finger that indicates marriage.

"Hello, my name is Ning Weimin."

Ning Weimin swept it without leaving any trace, shook it gently, and let go politely.

"Are you a foreigner?"

The Japanese woman was stunned.

She seemed to have finally eliminated the interference of the music and heard Ning Weimin's Beijing-style Japanese that was different from ordinary people.

"Hey, yes."

"Wow, you speak Japanese very well. Where are you from?"

"I am Chinese, from the capital of the Republic."

"China? The capital of the Republic? It's so rare. I just heard you announce your name. I thought you were Korean?"

"No way, I have double eyelids."

Ning Weimin sincerely did not want others to misunderstand him as a stick. He pointed at his eyes and made a half-joking joke.

"That's right, I saw it."

As expected, the woman understood the hidden meaning and smiled.

"But, with all due respect, this is incredible. Do you think there is such an entertainment venue in China?"

"Yes, but not many. However, I go there often."

"Oh, I understand, you are a fashionista from China. So did you come to Japan to study avant-garde dance? Or are you looking for related opportunities?"

"No, I'm just an ordinary migrant worker. I'm on a business trip from the government."

"What about you now? Have you ever thought about turning dancing into a career? Don't be embarrassed, just tell the truth. Maybe I can help..."

"Do you want me to dance in the ballroom? Or not. I have just declined the boss's invitation. I am very satisfied with my current job."

"Oh, did I really misunderstand you? I have to explain clearly that I have nothing to do with this dance club. Today is the first time I come here with my friends. I am very happy to meet you. And I have paid attention to you for a long time.

From the first glance when you came in, I felt that you have an outstanding appearance and have great potential as an excellent dancer or actor. How about we change places to chat? Find a more relaxed environment. Just the two of us.

Personally, maybe we can talk about many things..."

A few minutes ago, the two of them were complete strangers.

But now she smiled and issued such a clear and ambiguous invitation.

Japanese women are really bold.

And I didn't expect that she would notice him so early.

Ning Weimin was surprised, but also a little proud.

To be honest, he was really tempted at this moment.

Looking at the beautiful woman in front of me against the flashing neon lights, I thought to myself, this is called Feilai Yanfu, right?

What does it mean to walk through iron shoes and find nowhere without any effort?

He is now 100% sure that as long as he nods, he can take this high-quality Japanese girl straight to the love hotel to experience the real Japanese style.

The other party may have seen through his little thoughts from his hesitant eyes.

further reassure him.

"I'm not a bad woman. I work in a TV station. Maybe I can really help you in your career or life. How about it? If you want my business card, let's go and get to know each other better.

Well, let’s take a comfortable rest by the way.”

Have a nice rest?

This was a clearer signal, especially when a thin white hand was placed on Ning Weimin's shoulder.

His body became more tense.

He could hardly believe that he could be invited so enthusiastically and proactively by this Japanese girl named Hexiang.

"Are you coming? If it's a matter of cost, don't worry. I will take care of any small matter..."

Under the gaze of Hexiang's clear black and white eyes, which are almost dripping with water.

Ning Weimin's heart beat uncontrollably, and he even swallowed his saliva.

You don’t need money, but you want to repay it instead?

It seems that with my conditions, I am quite qualified to eat soft rice.

But……

Just when he was about to nod, he somehow remembered Matsumoto Keiko's face.

In such a comparison, the woman in front of me doesn't seem to have much charm.

What's even more inexplicable is that he himself is very resistant to such behavior.

Although you don’t have to take responsibility, no one will know.

It was the kind of stimulation that I wanted to pursue most in the past.

But the problem is, he now feels that if he agrees and does this, he seems to be indescribably awkward and guilty.

There is always a voice asking myself in my heart, is this good? Will I regret it?

"Sorry. I can't go. It was nice chatting with you, so I'd better leave first."

Ning Weimin put down his wine glass, nodded slightly, and stood up.

Hexiang was stunned and couldn't help but ask.

"What's wrong? Do you think it's boring to be with me?"

"Ah, no. Mainly because I'm...a little tired. And I'm not used to this..."

"Tired and not used to it?" Hexiang also stood up, "How about we leave each other's contact information? We can contact each other again and take our time..."

"This is not convenient. Actually... I have a girlfriend. I'm sorry..."

Now that Ning Weimin had decided to leave, he no longer hesitated. He left immediately and squeezed out with all his strength.

He squeezed out of the crowd and left the drunken noise behind him.

With a breath of dirty air in the body, it was slowly released.

His nerves gradually relaxed, his body gradually became lighter, and his whole person gradually returned to calm.

He doesn't want all the glitz and temptations of this time now.

It seemed that only Matsumoto Keiko, whom he had just met for the second time, seemed like a safe home port to him.
To be continued...