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

After cleaning up Sable, she sat in front of the makeup mirror and started painting. She took out several wigs and was not satisfied with any of them. In the end, she decided to use the wig of Yuuka Kurokawa.

She changed into a red satin halter dress and picked a combination necklace to wear around her neck.

She sprayed some perfume and picked out a pair of starry purple gradient nail tips to stick on her nails.

Binga looked at himself carefully in the mirror. He had delicate makeup and a slender figure. He was an absolute saint in women's clothing.

I found my wrist was empty, so I found a bracelet and put it on, and it felt perfect.

When Jiang Xiaobai came up with four food boxes, Binga changed from a serious young man into a sexy beauty, and her eyes were fixed on him.

"Brother, this is your disguise technique? Oh my god!"

Jiang Xiaobai looked at it, took out his cell phone and took a few photos. Even though he didn't deliberately choose the angle or retouch the photos, each one looked like a magazine page, with no blind spots in the 360 degrees.

"Brother, are you interested in becoming a star? Stars are treated very well over there."

Gin is so blessed. He has a boyfriend if he wants a boyfriend, and a girlfriend if he wants a girlfriend. No, he can have whatever he wants.

You can change your face every day.

He is a real dog!

This is all clearly calculated.

If I had learned disguise from Lao Deng earlier, I wouldn’t need a girlfriend in the future and I could change into whatever I want.

Binga raised his chin and snorted proudly, took out the plates from the food box and placed them on the dining table, turned on the heating pad on the dining table, and prepared to go upstairs to wake up the puppy.

"Brother, when you are free, come and date me in women's clothes. I will pay for all the expenses. You are at the goddess level now, and I like this." Jiang Xiaobai thought that he must take pictures and use them as screensavers.

If you can’t find a goddess, let your brothers create one.

None of them are difficult.

"You're paying?" Binga raised his eyebrows, and blew him a kiss. "Then this year's new model bag will be given to you."

"No!" Gin ran down from upstairs, pulled Binga in front of him, and looked at Jiang Xiaobai with a cold look, "I'll buy you whatever you want."

"It's just a joke. Why are you so excited? I'm leaving first." Jiang Xiaobai shrank his neck. What a stingy person. It's just borrowing your partner to take some photos as a screensaver. What's the big deal?

"Since you're awake, go and see your birthday present." Binga raised his chin and motioned for the little puppy to open the present.

Gin felt like he was going to break down when he heard these words.

Good news, he has a gift.

Bad news for the vests.

"A gift? Just for me?" Gin asked again without giving up.

"Of course, it's not yours alone, how can you give it to someone else? Today is your birthday." Binga leaned close to his ear and whispered, putting his hand on his shoulder and sticking his whole body to him.

Gin took a deep breath and wanted to do something, but he had to hold it in. He pretended to be very happy and said, "I'll go see what you gave me."

He first opened a small box, which contained a solid gold chain that weighed almost half a pound.

He felt a little better after seeing this, it seemed like it didn't take much effort.

I opened another box and found a suit. My eyebrows jumped when I saw the suit and I had a bad feeling. But when I opened it, I felt relieved.

This was the suit that Binga took him to measure and made. He thought it was for himself, but unexpectedly it was for a vest.

He could hardly maintain his current expression.

"You try it. I explored it inch by inch and made it according to your size. Go and try it." Binga stood behind the sofa, put his arms around his neck and whispered in his ear.

"Yeah, I like it." Gin's body stiffened slightly. He took the clothes back to the room and took several deep breaths before calming down.

Good news, my boyfriend took me to have a suit tailor-made.

Bad news, for vests, they are the ones who provide the size.

He took out a white shirt from the closet and put on his suit.

Sure enough, it fits.

Angrier.

He picked out a tie, tied his hair up again, and put on gold-rimmed glasses.

In the mirror, a gentlemanly villain was born.

When Gin walked out, he stood at the door and adjusted his expression several times, fearing that he would lose control and be exposed.

Binga was already sitting in the restaurant and turned on the ambient lights and candle lights as well.

It was only six o'clock and it was not yet completely dark.

But Binga had already drawn all the curtains, so no light could come in.

Gin sat opposite Binga and smiled gently, "Thank you for preparing these for me. I am very happy and I like them very much. Of course, I like you even more."

"Oh? How much do you like it?" Binga raised his eyebrows. The little puppy was still sweet-mouthed. If it were that bastard Gin, he would probably say something useless and would overturn the table with just one sentence.

"Because you prepared it, I like it," Gin thought about Vodka's latest script, took Binga's hand, stood up and kissed him, then smiled and lit the candles on the birthday cake and began to make a wish, "I hope that every birthday in the future will be spent with you."

"Birthday wishes are useless once they are spoken out loud." Binga curled the corners of his mouth in a very good mood. The value of emotions is still very important.

"Then I'll repeat it silently in my heart." Gin immediately closed his eyes and repeated it again, but what he said was not the wish just now, but that Vest should die, and Binga could only be his, Gin's, boyfriend.

The candlelight dinner had a great atmosphere, and after they finished eating, they got down to business.

Binga took off her makeup and was ready to eat the little puppy clean.

(Performance art omitted...)

Halfway through the process, Binga discovered a smudged red lipstick mark on the puppy's back.

He rubbed it gently with his fingers a few times, his heart skipped a beat, and he instantly wanted to break his neck.

Gin.

It's gin!

He remembered it clearly. It was printed in Gin's safe house on purpose.

Because I didn't use any makeup remover, the lipstick marks didn't completely disappear after taking a shower, but instead became a blur.

If it's just a coincidence, but both are in the same location...