Chapter 119 The Drunk Girlfriend

After being discovered, the girlfriend stopped pretending.

Not only was she not embarrassed, she also stayed with Beiyuan with a smile on her face, as if she was just being playful after doing something wrong.

"If I don't pretend, how would I know you're looking at other bad women?"

"Tell me the truth, where did you get this clay cat?!"

Senkawa Ryoka also had an impression of the peach blossoms in Kitahara.

The female bank manager and receptionist from last time, there is another one this time. She lowered her head and took a look. Wow, so much of her breasts were exposed, and she was still pretending to be shy. What a slut.

Bad stuff!
Qianchuan Liangxiang cursed inwardly, look at this shy girl with big breasts, who is she trying to seduce!
He is taken!
"A senior from university." Kitahara explained.

"Delete her!"

My girlfriend is very jealous now. She hasn't completely sobered up yet. Plus, she has a cheerful personality, so she's a little overbearing. She's a pure cat-like girlfriend.

Under the light.

Her face was flushed, as if she had put on a layer of blush, which made her look very attractive.

The book says that a woman's blush is worth more than a long confession.

But Kitahara thought that it might also be jealousy.

"well."

"I'll delete it."

In front of his girlfriend, Kitahara picked up his phone and deleted Yoshikawa Hitomi's contact information.

After seeing that the connection was completely severed, the girlfriend naturally lowered her arms that were wrapped around her neck.
But she did not let her guard down. She took the phone and scanned it up and down. When she saw the photos of Nakamaki Midori and the female bank manager, she accidentally deleted them.

Then, he gave Kitahara a provocative look.

Yes, it's me.

I accidentally deleted it, what can you do to me?
Seeing this, Beiyuan didn't say anything, just smiled without saying anything.

Qianchuan still has too little experience.

Even if you delete a person, your contact information remains unchanged and you can add them back at any time.

It can only be said that the world is two extremes.

On one side are bad women like Little Green Tea, and on the other side are innocent girls like Little Girlfriend.

but.

If Beiyuan really had to choose, he would definitely choose his girlfriend.

"Are you relieved?" Kitahara asked.

"You know what's going on!"

Senkawa Ryoka hummed and got off the sofa to give him a surprise.

It's not like she didn't do anything today except shopping.

soon.

Senkawa Ryoka took something out of her bag. Upon closer inspection, it was a page of signed form. Kitahara took a look and found that it was a divorce registration form.

She came back with the registration form, and fell on Kitahara's legs. With her back to him, she held the registration form and said with a smile, "With this piece of paper, Mom will have nothing to do with me anymore."

Kitahara's expression looked a little strange.

You are such a filial daughter, you wish your parents would divorce.
Qianchuan Liangxiang was silent for a while when she said this, and she felt a little dejected. She turned her head away, her eyes still a little red, and said, "But I will have no home in the future."

After my parents divorced.

Senkawa Ryoka no longer had any reason to return to the rental house. When she thought about it carefully, she felt a little sad.

People's emotions can be greatly affected by alcohol.

So, my girlfriend is sometimes cheerful and sometimes sad. But these emotions have been accumulated in her heart, and they just burst out completely under the excuse of alcohol.

This is a good thing.

Kitahara has always felt that if you have something to say, you should speak up, if you are sad, you should cry, and if you are wronged, you should go crazy. This is the mental state that contemporary young people should have.

If you suppress it for a long time, you will become depressed.

"Why don't you hug me?"

Seeing his girlfriend's voice was a little tearful, Beiyuan finally reacted and wanted to comfort her, "How can you not have a home? Home is where you are."

He put his arm around Liang Xiang's waist, giving her enough sense of security.

Senkawa Ryoka cried, but she didn't continue crying. Crying was just a means to express her inner feelings, just like a child crying to get candy. She had already got the candy that belonged to her.

Then, the octopus started possessing him again.

When Senkawa Ryoka was hanging around, I wasn't embarrassed at all, but rather quite proud. I drank, I was drunk, so it was reasonable for me to ask for a hug and act coquettishly.

If you don't coax me, that's your problem.

In this regard.

Kitahara didn't have much common sense.

He was actually a little bit of a germaphobe, especially couldn't stand strange smells, but he still didn't push her away.

The two of them stayed like this for a while.

During this time, Kitahara's phone rang several times. Even without looking, you could tell it was the femme fatale Yoshikawa Hitomi calling.

But after a few rings, he hung up.

Beiyuan believed that with her intelligence, she probably knew what was going on. Talented people often understand things quickly.

This situation continued until eleven o'clock.

Beiyuan couldn't bear it anymore.

Friends who have been drunk know that alcohol cannot be broken down in a short period of time. In other words, if he doesn't make some changes tonight, his girlfriend may really hang around him all night.

Some people might find it fun, but it's a terrible thing.
No matter how light a girl is, it would be extremely torturous for her to sit on him so relaxedly.

So Kitahara pushed him away and said in disgust, "Go take a shower, you stink."

“No, no.”

Liang Xiang's voice actually had a bit of a clipped tone, which made her sound delicate.

Kitahara patted her big butt.

He kept filming his girlfriend until she rolled her eyes. Finally, she couldn't stand it anymore and came down. She touched her butt and said, "Pervert!"

"I'll let you be arrogant for a while." Beiyuan thought to himself, and he ordered: "Go take a shower now, and don't go to bed until you are clean."

Senkawa Ryoka responded and started to take off her clothes in a hurry.

She really took it off outside.

In just a few seconds, the skirt slipped off, and the light blue lace fabric also fell to the ground, revealing her smooth legs and the mysterious area of the girl's body.

There was no haziness of steam, nor blur of the night, only the beautiful black hair scattered to the waist and the delicate and innocent face. In this brightly lit room, Kitahara could see it clearly.

Kitahara couldn't help but sigh.

Alcohol should be viewed dialectically.

After Qianchuan took off his clothes, he didn't even rush to take a shower. Instead, he opened the cabinet and looked around sideways.

From the perspective of Beiyuan, the mountains look like peaks when viewed from the front and from the side, and they look different from different distances and heights.

There is a red lotus blooming on this snowy mountain.

My girlfriend is not acting right today.

Kitahara thought naturally.

Even though he was drunk, he seemed a little too proactive. Normally, he would never be so straightforward.

the other side.

Senkawa Ryoka deliberately walked around outside for a few times, and when she noticed that Kitahara's gaze was becoming more and more dishonest as he got older, she smiled and walked into the bathroom with a shy heart.

The emotions are here.

If he does nothing next, he will feel even more awkward.

What my mother said actually makes sense.

Women are more attractive when they are drunk
But Mom also got one thing wrong.

In front of someone you like, you don’t have to be intentional; your body will do it naturally.

'Wow--'

The sound of water came from the bathroom, and through the frosted glass, you could see the slim figure inside.

This hazy feeling makes people even more intoxicated.

(End of this chapter)

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