The redness hidden deep in the heart of KMHM

The author has something to say: the waiting time for dramas is always so long, and I have watched the eight episodes many times!By the way, I also read "The Secret".

In other words, I am indeed an impulsive action group...

Obviously, there are still two holes that have not been filled! !I agreed to fill in the old sayings and fill in the current ones, but now I have opened another hole, is it going to kill me? ? !

Alas, no matter, who made me love Erwa so much...

Because the brain is limited, so the daily update is about [-]~~~~~~~~~

The evil final exam is finally over. Relying on the magic skills of "holding Buddha's feet temporarily" accumulated over the years, I am gratified to pass through this "purgatory" safely.

I was dragged out by foreign students at the same time to have a carnival, sitting on the deck and watching them drink beer glass after glass like drinking water, I silently drank the juice in the glass with a heart full of admiration.

"Sulli, don't you want to drink?" asked Xiaomeng, a Japanese friend sitting next to me.

"No, no, keep playing, don't worry about me, I'm allergic to alcohol." I hurriedly waved to her with the juice in my hand, and through the messy lights, I still saw my roommate and girlfriend who heard me say this When he said a word, he rolled that huge white eye.

That's right, it's not that I can't drink, nor that I'm allergic to alcohol, I just simply get drunk when I drink too much...

Xiaomeng is obviously the person I'm hanging on with, because after drinking three glasses of beer, she couldn't take care of herself from laughing.I looked at her who was holding the wine glass, "hehehehehehehehe" non-stop, and deeply doubted whether she was drugged...

In a daze, Xiaomeng knocked over my juice glass with a palm of Tathagata, and I ran to the restroom of the bar amidst her various "dogs without umbrellas".

Wipe the sticky ball of orange juice on his chest with a paper towel dipped in water, trying to press down the rolled up eyes.

God damn it, how did I get the idea to wear a white dress today? ? !

While cursing in a low voice, he wiped the stain on his chest vigorously.

At this moment, the closed door behind him was pushed open vigorously, and a man in a black leather jacket with rivets came out from the opened compartment.

I petrified in place, staring blankly at the mirror.The man walked up to me, turned on the tap and started washing his hands.

"Wait...wait a minute."

"Isn't this the women's toilet?!"

The man looked at me sideways and let out a sneer.

I hurriedly retreated to the door of the toilet, and when I looked up and saw the blue mark, my heart sank for the most part.

Oh fuck!When I saw that handsome guy with a small crew cut in a suit coming out of the door opposite, I thought it was the men's restroom, completely ignoring the organization called "Handsome T".

No wonder you feel that the man's chest muscles are full!

The man in the studded leather jacket strolled to the door, and I gave him a "hey hey" smile with some embarrassment.

"Sorry, I made a mistake."

The man stopped, put his hand on the wall and circled me there.

Was it the first time in your life that you were "wall-donged"?God what are you kidding? ?

"Just say I'm sorry?" He said casually, his voice was low and magnetic, his electric eyes were fixed on me, and a sinister and wild smile curled up on the corner of his mouth.

"That..." I stared into his eyes, "Where did you draw your eyeliner?"

"what?"

"I mean, your eyeliner is really good."

I swear to God, I really mean this compliment!The last thing I know is eyeliner, but this man's eyeliner is really good-looking!

"Heh..." He lowered his head and laughed, and took a step back with his hands down.

"This is the first time I've seen it this way." After finishing speaking, he reached out to stroke my hair and walked out.

Oh, this is me, have I been molested by a man who knows how to draw eyeliner? !Moreover, is it in such an unsightly place at the door of the men's toilet? !

Walking back to the booth with messy black lines, my shared roommate Xia Changjin came up to me, looked me up and down, then frowned and poked me with her elbow.

"Why?" I looked up at her blankly.

I have a love-hate relationship with this roommate.What I love is that with her sharing the house with me, I can save half of the monthly rent, water and electricity bills, and she has a name that I love very much—Jang Geum.How many times have I wanted to ask her kindly, "Jang Geum, how is Judge Min?" When I'm with her, I always feel like I am the queen in the palace, and it really satisfies my desire to be a little princess when I was a child. fantasy.

What I hate is that this person has a poisonous tongue!Very vicious!There is an apt sentence to describe her, that is - a dog cannot spit out ivory.

"You look like this... tsk tsk tsk... What, what happened to you in the toilet?"

"Nali?!" Xiaomeng beside her gasped, covering her chest and looking at me in shock.

"Drink your wine." I grabbed a handful of potato chips and stuffed them into Xiaomeng's mouth, pushing her head aside.

"Jang Jin-san, can you think of some normal things in your mind?"

"Oh, that's right. Any man can finish the job in five minutes, not to mention, your skirt is hard to take off."

I pursed my lips and glanced around the table. I still felt that the champagne bottle was more suitable as a tool for knocking her out.

"So, what's the matter?" Her eyes were full of gossip, and she insisted on pretending to care about me very much. It was really hard for her.

"Let's put it this way, I didn't pay attention and broke into the men's toilet." I can be sure that my expression is very serious now.

"Nali?!" Xiaomeng quickly swallowed the potato chips in her mouth, gasped and covered her chest again, and stared at me with wide eyes in shock.

"Oh, your uncle." I tried hard to suppress my white eyes, "Can you understand Korean, you, you say 'Nali!'"

"I studied in Seoul for two years when I was in junior high school." Xiaomeng raised her paw in protest.

"Shut up!" Jang Geum covered her mouth, then turned his head and stared at me with warm eyes, motioning for me to continue talking.

"Then, I started to pack the clothes ruined by this idiot. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a man pushed the door out from the toilet cubicle. Then..."

"Then, he defiled you?!" Jang Geum asked me excitedly.

"Woooo?" Xiaomeng, whose mouth was covered, persistently spit out what she wanted to say.

"What! Why don't people tell stories!" I picked up the cup and tapped it on the table.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, you continue!" Jang Jin hurriedly reached out his hand to stabilize me.

"Then, I got 'bi-dong'. Being 'bi-dong' in the men's room is also drunk, okay!!" My expression was a little indignant, but Jang Geum obviously didn't feel the slightest pity for me, because I heard She said, "What does that guy look like?"

"Hmm... I really didn't pay much attention to his appearance, but his eyeliner is really well drawn!"

I clearly felt that after I said this, the eyes of Jang Jin and Xiao Meng were full of contempt.

"That's enough, as long as you know how to draw eyeliner, you will praise him for his good drawing." Jang Jin let go of his hand covering Xiao Meng's mouth, and said with great disdain.

"But this time it's really good! A man! Can draw eyeliner so monster!!"

"Really?" Jang Jin snorted coldly, "Then don't pay attention to his face, it's out of ten that he likes men, and it has nothing to do with us."

What I admire the most about Jang Geum is her decisiveness. One second, she was discussing with me enthusiastically, but the next second she was able to maintain a completely indifferent attitude towards the topic just now.

"Okay, I'm going to play on the dance floor, Sulli, are you together?" Xiaomeng put down the wine glass in her hand, stepped on her [-]cm awl high-heeled shoes and jumped in front of me.

"No, you..." I waved my hand to refuse, but she pulled me up from the chair vigorously.

"Let's go together." After she finished speaking, she ignored me, reached out and pulled Jang Geum up, and then dragged us onto the dance floor.

What I admire the most about Xiaomeng is now, when she looks like a drunk one second, but walks nimbly through the crowd in such high-heeled shoes the next second.

The people around me are indeed a group of gods!

"Wow! Superb!" Jang Geum roared in my ear.

I looked in the direction of her fingers, a pair of extremely familiar eyeliner, oh no, a man with extremely familiar clothes appeared in front of my eyes.

"It's him! It's him! My man is 'wall-dong' in the toilet!" I grabbed Jang Geum's sleeve excitedly.

Jang Geum struggled to shake off my hand, looked at the man carefully in disbelief, and then sighed sadly beside me, "Sure enough, is it popular for handsome guys in this world to like men?! You really want to force me to rot! !"