cpa300_4(); Chapter 187: Who Are You (Cui Meng 23 more.)

There are so many lonely people in the world, Wang Luo can't be warm for everyone.

Zheng Xiuyan's loneliness is like a wolf king walking on the vast ice field, proudly and nobly maintaining her self-esteem.

Huang Meiying's loneliness is like a calf that has lost its cow as she migrates with herd, desperately trying to keep up with the herd, but she has always felt excluded.

This is not the animal world, just an analogy, but the loneliness of these two little girls is indeed a little naïve in Wang Luo's eyes, because they are just asking for trouble, they don't know what they have, so they feel that they have nothing.

Because they haven't tried it yet, the taste of real loss.

But Wang Luo knows the bitterness of loneliness, although Huang Meiying's loneliness is a little naïve, but he can understand that feeling, so for Huang Meiying who is now in his arms.

Wang Luo was a little pityful.

Wang Luo held Huang Meiying's little face, gently wiped the tears from her face with her thumb, and chuckled, "You have a lot of wine?" Then trade it with wine, next time you drink, remember to take me, invite me to drink, and I will take away your loneliness. ”

Huang Meiying sniffed, glanced at Wang Luo coquettishly, and laughed "I hate it~"

"I'm serious." Wang Luo's thumb rubbed gently on Huang Meiying's delicate cheeks, as if he was caressing, "At least, if you want to get drunk, I can send you home." ”

"But of course, it's best if you don't drink." Wang Luo said with a smile again.

Wang Luo's palms were very rough, but Huang Meiying felt a kind of tenderness that was loved and cared for, and her heart began to beat disobediently again, and the alcohol in her body slowly evaporated to her whole body with the blood, making Huang Meiying a little drunk.

"You're so gentle." Huang Meiying narrowed her slightly swollen eyes and looked at Wang Luo's smile in the moonlight. Whispered like a dream.

"You're beautiful." Wang Luo raised the corners of his mouth and said softly.

"Liar." Huang Meiying came back to her senses, blushed and wrinkled her nose, and glanced at Wang Luo coquettishly, but the smile in the corner of her eyes still showed that she was very happy.

"Really, it's a pretty smile." Wang Luo touched Huang Meiying's head and smiled.

Huang Meiying's smile froze on her face. A little dazed, he blinked, "Aren't you face blind?" ”

"I'm also curious about why I've been able to see you all lately." Wang Luo rubbed his temples that hurt a little, "What I said before is not a lie, I really can't see your face clearly, but I don't know what's going on lately, it seems that I can see it more and more clearly." ”

"How so?" Huang Meiying lay on Wang Luo's chest, and her two hands touched Wang Luo's eyelids back and forth, her face full of curiosity: "My uncle clearly said that face blindness is incurable." ”

"Actually, I wasn't born with face blindness." Wang Luo grabbed Huang Meiying's naughty little hand and said with a smile: "Later, there were some problems, and I gradually couldn't see the women's faces clearly." But what exactly is the reason, I don't remember anymore. ”

Looking at Wang Luo's slightly furrowed brows, Huang Meiying seemed to suddenly remember something, "Yes, what kind of head trauma has you had?" ”

"It's also possible that I used to get hurt a lot." Wang Luo smiled, "It's not early, I really should go, if I wait for Yu Li to come in and see us like this, how can I explain?" ”

"Hug again." Huang Meiying heard Wang Luo's words. hurriedly hugged Wang Luo with his hands and feet, and his face was tightly pressed against Wang Luo's chest.

"You're a hooligan." Wang Luo smiled dumbly.

"No matter. I was drunk. Huang Meiying snorted softly.

"Can you do whatever you want when you're drunk? Then next time I'm drunk, don't cry. Wang Luo raised his eyebrows and chuckled.

"Let's talk about it later, ah, now Huang Meiying of the National Women's Troupe is hugging you, why are you so disgusted." Huang Meiying snorted with some dissatisfaction.

"Because I'm sleepy right now, I need to go back to sleep. Miss Wong. Wang Luo hugged Huang Meiying's waist, hugged her and rolled around on the bed in Huang Meiying's exclamation, and pressed her under him.

"Do you like rolling sheets so much?" Huang Meiying's face was crimson, her breathing was a little short, and her voice became low and attractive. Blinking and staring at Wang Luo's eyes with somewhat flickering eyes.

"Your bed and your body are very soft." Wang Luo raised the corners of his mouth, and smiled a little evilly, which made Huang Meiying's breathing disordered.

"I have to go, though, I can't sleep in a soft bed." Wang Luo gently pinched Huang Meiying's somewhat hot cheeks and slowly got up.

"Bastard!" Huang Meiying blinked, bit her lip and scolded softly in shame.

"Don't stay in bed tomorrow, I'm leaving." Wang Luo picked up the down jacket next to the bed and said to Huang Meiying with a smile.

"Let's go, nasty!" Huang Meiying covered her face with a pink pillow and made a muffled sound.

"Good night." Wang Luo smiled and helped Huang Meiying close the door.

Listening to the slight closing of the door, Huang Meiying took the pillow off her face and held it in her arms, looking at the chandelier on the ceiling in a daze.

"Good night."

Wang Luo came out of the dormitory of Girls' Generation, and let out a long breath, he almost decided to sleep on Huang Meiying's soft big bed just now, if it weren't for his own home next door.

Wang Luo took out the room card with some regret, pressed the password and opened the door.

The sight shocked Wang Luo to think that he had gone to the wrong door, exited and looked at the house number, and then looked at the strange pink gate of Girls' Generation on the opposite side, Wang Luo was sure that he had not gone wrong.

Shaking his head that was a little dizzy because of alcohol, Wang Luo gasped.

The floor of the living room, which used to be spotless and remarkable, now looks like it has been replaced, and there are traces of garbage and food scraps everywhere, and the sofa where Wang Luo likes to sit with Park Ji-yeon watching TV has turned a dark red and smells of red wine.

There was a strange smell wafting throughout the living room, which made Wang Luo a little devastated.

Wang Luo resisted the urge to call 110 to call the police, changed his shoes and walked into the bathroom to solve the first thing.

After drinking so much alcohol at night, he was going to suffocate to death.

Happily turning on the switch to release water, Wang Luo ripped off his shirt and threw it into the laundry lou that was piled up with clothes from unknown people, ready to take a shower and go to bed directly.

Stripped naked and lying in the bathtub, feeling the warm water flowing slowly, Wang Luo closed his eyes and let out a comfortable sigh, and his body that had been tense all night seemed to be a little relaxed.

Even if people can drink again, they will be more or less anesthetized by alcohol, and Wang Luo fell asleep after soaking.

Park Hyo-min, who drank red wine at night and fell asleep in bed early, was pleasantly surprised by the dryness of his throat, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Park In-jeong and Jeon Baolan lying on the bed.

After drinking, the heating in the room was very sufficient, and there was no bath at night, Park Hyo-min felt that his body was sticky, and he wandered out of the room in a daze, and poured himself a large glass of cold water by the water dispenser, and finally solved the problem of thirst.

The sweet and cool water made Park Hyo-min sober up a little, but his head was still groggy and a little painful, and the sequelae of red wine suddenly found that the bathroom light was on, Park Hyo-min blinked, and then showed a bad smile.

tiptoed open the bathroom door, reached out to turn off the bathroom light, but didn't hear any sister's screams, Park Hyo-min probably fell asleep in the shower.

Raising the corners of his mouth, Park Hyo-min walked on his bare and slender white legs, and while tearing off the only shirt on his body, he thought about groping in the bathtub.

Stripped naked, Park Hyo-min gently buried himself in the warm bathtub in the dark, and then opened his chest to embrace the confused figure in the dark.

The waist circumference is much wider than expected, huh? And why is it so the body? The point is, why is there so much hair on the legs?

A series of questions swirled in Park Hyo-min's mind, making her a little confused.

It wasn't until she was pressed against the massager in the bathtub and covered her mouth with a big rough hand that Park Hyo-min finally guessed what was going on.

Now thieves come to the house to steal things, forget it, and take a shower by the way? There is no royal law anymore.

Just when Park Hyo-min was immersed in the professional ethics of condemning the thief, he forgot to panic.

The low, magnetic voice in her ears woke her up, and she instinctively began to struggle but was grabbed by her hands, and her legs were subconsciously raised against the lower abdomen of the figure in the dark.

"Who are you?"

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