Ming Ke: I'm exposing the truth in the winery, true and false

Binga was speechless for a moment, as if, indeed, there was no conflict, but wouldn't normal people stay away from it?

Is there really something wrong with this person's brain?

Forget it, it’s not like we can’t afford it.

Anyway, he only likes this face, so it doesn’t matter if she has some problems with her brain.

"We are a good match and suitable to spend the rest of our lives together."

Gin spoke out what was in his heart.

In fact, there are many people in the organization who admire him, but some of them dare not approach him and watch from a distance, some simply lust for his body, and some approach him with a purpose.

Of course, there are some who have the courage to confess to him, but most of them have other motives or are mentally ill.

Binga was much more pure. He simply wanted to possess him and show his desires and ambitions in front of him. Even though he had superb acting skills, he never disguised himself in front of him and even showed his malice without hesitation.

It can be said that Binga is a very easy to understand person.

If Binga knew, he would definitely snort and roll his eyes. In fact, he is just too lazy to pretend. He has already rejected me and still looks down on me. What's the point of pretending in front of you!

When Gin saw Binga didn't say anything, he didn't know whether he should be happy or unhappy.

If Binga refuses, it means he still puts him first. If he agrees, he will be a joke.

Although he was the one who agreed or refused, he was still very unhappy.

Binga didn't say anything. He didn't know how to answer. How could he think they could spend the rest of their lives together?

Are we going to lie together and compare our sizes for the rest of our lives?

"How do you know that?" Binga tried to change the subject, but he was still a little curious. Could it be that this little lover had been deceived again and started to believe in metaphysics?

"First of all, I don't consider partners who are less than 1.75 meters tall. Secondly, I like your personality. Finally, I think we met by nature to be together."

Gin answered seriously, he really felt that there was a connection between them.

"Oh, why not consider being under 1.75 meters tall?" Binga raised his head slightly and gave him a look, showing some interest in the question.

After all, in this country, people prefer people who are short, thin, and look stunted.

"It's so short that I can only see the top of the other person's head, and I can't see the face at all."

Gin gave a very real reason. He really didn't like to communicate with people who were too short. Even if he did, he would stand far away because he didn't want to see a layer of scalp.

When Binga heard this explanation, the corners of his mouth twitched. He looked at Gin with sympathy and asked, "You've never had a girlfriend before, right?"

Gin nodded very honestly. He indeed had never had a girlfriend and only had Binga as a boyfriend.

As for whether this body has a girlfriend, I don’t know, I don’t want to know, and I don’t want to understand. Probably, it doesn’t have one!

Ask about vodka another day.

"I think so too. He has a very good face." Binga suddenly felt that Kurosawa Jin and Gin had some similarities.

Just with this mouth, saying to a petite girl "Stand further away, or I can't see your face", how devastated she would be.

No matter how handsome he is, I don't want to associate with such a person.

However, according to the investigation, he is quite popular, but those people just think he is easy to bully.

"Give me your bank card number. I asked a friend to help you find the money that was defrauded from you. Please give me the card number and I will transfer the money to you later."

Binga remembered that this poor guy had been defrauded of all his assets. Although it was only more than 10 million, it was still a considerable income for an ordinary working class.

"Really? That's great. I'll charge it to your card. You'll be the housekeeper from now on." Gin first pretended to be surprised, and then handed over the financial power to Binga. He didn't have much to spend, so he gave the money to Binga as pocket money. Anyway, he liked to buy cosmetics and things.

Binga: ...No wonder he was deceived. If not him, who else could he deceive?

"Then I'll apply for a card and help you save the money!" Binga was helpless. Forget it, just help him save it first and then add some more to support his retirement later.

There's really nothing you can do against him.

Conan and Xiaolan were at a loss as they waited outside and rang the doorbell for a long time but no one opened the door.

"Conan, it looks like Mr. Kurosawa and Ms. Kurokawa are not at home." Xiaolan took Conan downstairs and looked at the gifts in her hands. She knew she could only visit them again in two days.

"He probably didn't hear it! Should we knock on the door?" Conan glanced at the car parked downstairs. It was impossible that he wasn't home. Could it be that the doorbell was broken?

Conan never imagined that someone would not open the door just because they didn't want to bother with him.

"That's so rude. Let's come back tomorrow." Xiaolan took Conan away.

Conan still looked back at Kurokawa's house. It seemed that if he wanted to find out whether Kurokawa Yuka had seen Mr. Akai's face, he could only start from Inspector Megure.

Gin and Binga sat on the sofa in the room, and no one spoke.

One is thinking about how to make up a reason to do the task after the holiday.

The other one was also thinking about how to make up a reason to do the task after the holiday.

In the silence, it was Gin who spoke first.

"I found a job with a high salary, but the working hours are irregular and I have to go on business trips occasionally..." Gin explained the situation on his side. Anyway, no matter whether Binga agreed or not, he would go on the mission.

"Is that so? It's okay. I have to work too. The job here is similar to yours. But don't be fooled by anyone about what kind of job you are looking for."

Although Binga didn't want his lover to work, he didn't stop him. But from what he heard, this job sounded so unreliable. I wonder if he would be a gigolo just to make money?

The more I think about it, the more likely it becomes.

"Let me keep it a secret." Gin said. He had not yet thought of asking Vodka to give him a fake work identity.

Seeing him like this, Binga had completely misunderstood the matter. He had gone from suspicion to certainty. Otherwise, why couldn't he know?

It's not that he can't afford to support him. Otherwise, he could just throw him into the company he registered. There would be only two of them in the company, and he wouldn't have to worry about him being cheated.

It's better than being a gigolo.

Besides, he is his own man now, should he still be asked to entertain guests and sell wine?

"You...did you find a job as a gigolo?!"

"What did you say?" Gin dropped the grapes he had picked up to the ground, staring at Binga in disbelief. He...he...he...