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In all their years of marriage, Sai had never taken this anniversary seriously. Not just this relationship anniversary, but wedding anniversaries and so on were all the same.
Of course, Ino had reminded Sai, but Sai's wooden head simply didn't understand and couldn't grasp Ino's feelings.
"Sister Ino, don't be angry. Sai-bro must have been delayed by something urgent." Alan Folker looked at Ino's appearance, and a hint of pity rose in his heart. He quickly said comfortingly.
"Is that so?" Ino tugged at the corner of her mouth, a desolate, bitter smile on her face.
"How about this, Sister Ino, today you can treat me as Sai-bro and spend the anniversary with me? How does that sound?" Alan Folker gritted his teeth, mustered his courage, and looked up, speaking earnestly.
This was a chance to get close to Ino. If he missed this opportunity, he didn't know when he would get another one.
Hearing Alan Folker's words, Ino couldn't help but be taken aback.
"Alright! Since you're willing to spend the anniversary with an old hag like me, then I, this old hag, can't refuse, can I?" Ino composed herself, winked her left eye at Alan Folker, and said with a smile.
"Mmm!" Alan Folker nodded heavily.
"Come on, let's go shopping." Ino linked her arm with Alan Folker's and walked enthusiastically into the mall.
"How about it? Does this outfit look good?" Ino picked out an outfit, held it up against herself, and asked.
"Hmm, it's not bad." Alan Folker said perfunctorily. It wasn't that he wanted to be perfunctory, but the outfit Ino picked out was simply too different from the clothes Ino was wearing.
One had to know that Ino's crop top and mini skirt perfectly accentuated her figure.
But changing into this outfit… Although it wasn't bad, it always felt like something was missing.
"Hmph, it's that same old line again. Can't you be more serious? Don't be exactly like Sai?" Ino pouted and said discontentedly.
Alan Folker noticed Ino's displeasure and quickly said, "Actually, if you ask me, Sister Ino, the clothes you just picked out are simply incomparable to what you're wearing now."
"The clothes you're wearing now perfectly highlight your advantages," Alan Folker continued.
Listening to Alan Folker's words, a blush appeared on Ino's pretty face. She then put the clothes back in their place and mumbled, "I don't care, you have to help me pick out a new outfit today."
"Uh..." Alan Folker hesitated, looking at a dress on a rack behind Ino.
Ino followed Alan Folker's gaze, and the blush on her pretty face deepened. She snorted lightly, "Hmph~ Don't even think about it!"
Alan Folker shrugged helplessly at her words.
He didn't genuinely want Ino to wear that dress; after all, it was too revealing, practically like wearing nothing.
Ino casually picked two outfits, paid for them, and continued to stroll through the mall with Alan Folker.
"Let's go. I booked a restaurant a few days ago, and I thought I wouldn't be able to go, but today we'll go together," Ino said, pulling Alan Folker's arm as they walked forward, then suddenly stopped and turned to smile at him.
"Wow, Sister Ino is actually treating me to a meal. Then I won't be polite," Alan Folker said with a surprised expression upon hearing this.
Ino smiled faintly without speaking, though the blush on her face deepened.
Soon, the two arrived at a restaurant.
It was a couple's restaurant, with two rows of large balloons hanging at the entrance. Inside, candles were arranged, the lighting was dim and soft, and the atmosphere was very warm.
Ino and Alan Folker entered the restaurant and found that the entire place was made up of private booths, providing a secluded environment for each guest.
The two found a table and sat down. A waiter came over, inquired about their order and other matters, then retreated.
After Ino finished ordering, she sat quietly in her seat, lost in thought.
A moment later, the restaurant staff brought out the dishes.
"This is 'Endless Love Noodles.' Don't be fooled by how much is in the bowl; there's actually only one strand. You two eat from opposite ends," the waiter briefly explained, then withdrew.
"Um, Sister Ino, you eat," Alan Folker said, pushing the noodle bowl towards Ino.
Ino gently bit her red lip, then whispered, "Let's eat together."
"Uh..." Hearing Ino's suggestion, Alan Folker was momentarily stunned.
"What? Do you dislike me, an old woman?" Ino, seeing Alan Folker hesitate, feigned anger and glared at him.
"Of course not!" Alan Folker quickly shook his head and said, "Alright then, I'll gladly accept."
Of course he was happy; he had just feigned a refusal.
Ino watched Alan Folker eat his end of the noodles, then, after a moment of hesitation, she bit into the other end of the noodles.
She was very dissatisfied with Sai. The dissatisfaction that had accumulated over many years of marriage completely erupted in this ambiguous environment.
The two slowly ate their respective ends of the noodles. The length of the noodles was limited, and they would eventually be finished.
When the noodles were less than ten centimeters long, Alan Folker and Ino both paused. Their eyes met, and sparks filled the air.
They could both feel each other's breath, and their breathing grew heavier.
This situation lasted for about two minutes. Alan Folker continued eating the noodles, slowly moving closer to Ino.
Ino also slowly closed her beautiful eyes, awaiting the inevitable.
Finally, the last bit of noodle was bitten off by Alan Folker, and he also kissed Ino's cherry lips.
Ino's body trembled violently. Her heart rate suddenly accelerated, and she felt as if she had been electrocuted.
Ino only paused for a moment, her red lips slightly parted.
Alan Folker immediately understood Ino's meaning and became excited. He extended the tip of his tongue, licked Ino's tender lips, and then entered Ino's mouth.
"Mmm..." Ino instinctively wrapped her arms around Alan Folker's neck, and their bodies pressed together.
Alan Folker was also not reserved. He held Ino in his arms and kissed her deeply. The two were like thirsty beasts, greedily sucking the sweet taste from each other's mouths, wishing they could swallow each other whole.
After a long time, the two separated, panting heavily as they looked at each other, their eyes filled with desire.
Alan Folker already had a possessive desire for beautiful women, so the desire in his eyes was self-evident.
And Ino? Like Sakura and Kushina, she hadn't been kissed in too long, hadn't been held tightly by a man in too long, so at this moment, she too couldn't control her emotions.
"Ding-a-ling!" As if knowing the intimacy between the two in the private room had ended, the waiter's bell rang.
Alan Folker and Ino quickly separated, and then the waiter walked in with new dishes.
"This dish is called..."