The first time I entered the women's bathroom...
Exciting
This is the women's restroom
Except that there is no urinal, it is not much different from boys' ones...
It's okay, there's no one else here—
— Then he turned around, and by coincidence, he met a pair of flickering eyes.
Familiar light makeup is always suitable,
Familiar with the mud but not stained,
The familiar cherry lips are red, and the lotus root is cut off on the snowy arm.
The familiar white-clothed Shengxue,
familiar…
… that girl.
"That fairy lady?!"
Fuck me!
what a small world.
1150.
Murong Jihua became incoherent in an instant, and his whole mind was muddled, all kinds of thoughts were like endless tangled threads, tangling his brain blank.
Is there someone in this bathroom? !
Wouldn't this young master be hated by her as a pervert? !
No, why am I worried that I will be hated by her? !
Where is He Junle
Wait, He Junle has been staying in this bathroom with this girl? !
1151.
Feeling that Murong Jihua, who was wearing white, green, black, and yellow hats on his head, instantly became very exciting, he couldn't help but took half a step back, and instinctively pulled at this damn girl who fit his aesthetics. distance.
The girl kept looking at Murong Jihua inexplicably, but after seeing Murong Jihua's small movements, she slightly bent her eyes as if seeing something interesting.
——Then she was unceremonious, rushed forward presumptuously and overstepped, and blocked Murong Jihua's lips that were hesitant to speak with her mouth.
1152.
It's over.
I exploded.
I am scum.
Scum, slag, slag, slag
I am like this, but I have to apologize to the people of the whole country!
Murong Jihua punched the girl on the chest like an electric shock, knocked her two meters away, rubbed her lips with one hand, pointed at the girl's nose with the other and said angrily:
"Please respect yourself, I am a family man.
Don't think that you are good-looking or flat-chested perfectly fit my aesthetics, so you are presumptuous to me, you vulgar fans are just greedy for your own money, that's all, don't think I don't know balabalabala... "
"Pfft."
The girl suddenly laughed out loud, raised her forearm under Murong Jihua's dazed eyes, and tore off her wig—
1153.
"it's me."
1154.
Murong Jihua: "..."
"girl":"… "
Murong Jihua: "He Junle, you actually have such a habit hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha!"
He Junle: "..."
1155.
He Junle: Just now I thought this person was cute. I must be crazy.
1156.
Murong Jihua locked the door from the inside, took off his coat and put it on He Junle who was only wearing a snow skirt, and asked with a smile: "Brother Le, how did you do it, we are going to win!"
He Junle replied while washing off the makeup all over his face at the sink, "I thought your brain was not as blank as I thought."
Murong Jihua: "... That's because you are always swimming and playing in my mind, and that place has already been occupied by a man named He Junle."
He Junle: "Shut up."
1157.
After washing off the mess on his face, He Junle raised his head and walked towards Murong Jihua.
There are still dense drops of water hanging on the ends of his hair and eyelashes, and under the dim light in the bathroom, his whole body looks especially white:
"I'm a man. According to the rules, of course, the points for attacking men are more."
"?"
"And you, you did some stupid thing like airdropping empty red coupons, so that more women go out, it's like offering pillows to people when your opponent is dozing off."
"..."
"So I… "
"So you just pretend to be a woman, take advantage of the fact that there are more men than women in City A, and kill all quarters, and with the help of outside public opinion, counter-kill the enemy?"
"Hmm, pretty smart?"
"You know what you scared the hell out of me babe—for a split second, when I saw you, I was terrified that I'd be mentally cheating on myself."
"I Green Me Self?"
"He Junle, you can also tell cold jokes?"
Murong Jihua felt incomparably at ease looking at the score of the decisive battle that had already been opened with a large safe distance—he asked: "He Junle, what's our next step?"
He Junle had already changed into his handsome men's clothes while he was speaking, he straightened the folds of his clothes, and took out a bag of blood from his bosom as if by magic—
"It's getting cold, I should have an abortion."
1158.
Murong Jihua: "What do you want—"
He Junle: "If we drag it on and still not show our feelings, we will reveal our secrets. And...that princess is very dangerous, she is definitely not stupid, she just has a problem with her mind."
Murong Jihua: "..."
Murong Jihua: "...what are you going to do..."
He Junle pulled off the belt, stretched the pants, and—
—Crushed the whole bulging blood pack and poured it in.
Murong Jihua: "?!!?"
1159.
"Jihua..."
As the saying goes - He Junle's complexion - changes as soon as it changes.
"Sure enough, I shouldn't have insisted on participating in this kind of competition, I..."
He Junle's body fell limply, and Murong Jihua's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly pulled him into his arms.
He Junle stretched out his trembling hand still stained with blood, leaving a shocking bloodstain on Murong Jihua's handsome face:
"I'm useless... I can't keep the flesh and blood of your Murong family..."
then,
crisply,
fainted.
1160.
Murong Jihua knew he shouldn't,
but he really,
Today, at this moment,
Don't know where to start complaining...
"..."
"Brother Le,"
In the end, he could only compromise with himself, resigned to his fate and hugged He Junle horizontally:
"...don't leave me alone to bear the embarrassment of coming out of the women's bathroom with a man covered in blood..."
We get married ⑧!
1161.
"What's the matter, why is the toilet locked and broken?"
"It shouldn't be, we were still squatting here yesterday?"
"Never mind it, it can be knocked open, and I won't be able to keep up with the square dance any longer. My mother, I have a new tuanfu fan today. I must shake it."
"Knock away, knock away, I can't hold back anymore, ouch, hey—"
The aunts outside the door are in a hurry,
The little president inside the door was trembling.
Now it's not about two men sneaking into the women's bathroom and locking the door...
It was a big old man who bumped out of the women's toilet with another big old man full of blood in his trousers...
Fame is a small matter, what should we do if we scare these old people out of blood on this big night
1162.
In the world of doubt, the sound of aunts banging on the toilet door rhythmically has already sounded.
Ding ding bang bang bang bang bang bang,
Pretty rhythmic
1163.
Murong Jihua's brain, which has not had any serious function for hundreds of years, is running at high speed, the nerve fiber current is crackling, sparks and lightning, from the front lobe of the brain to the lens of the eyeball-then, he came up with the idea of the women's dress that He Junle just took off.
"..."
He Junle,
Count me as you.
1164.
Aunt A holding a pink dancing fan at the door: "This lock is quite strong!"
Aunt B with a red headband at the door: "No matter how strong our sisters are, they can't be as strong as our sisters, and their strength can break gold! Hey! Come on, three-two-one!"
As soon as the last one blurted out, the elderly sisters of the square dance group rolled up their white thighs and kicked the crumbling toilet door,
Before this leg hit, the two door panels were opened from the inside instead.
1165.
From that day on, the aunts recalled again—
The days that were once dominated by gossip thirty minutes and X blog.
——I saw a strong (?) tall woman with short hair wearing a white gauze dress, holding another girl who was also slender—the lower body was almost soaked in blood—running out of the house!
The tall woman's voice is rough, with a slightly contrived heart-piercing:
"Get out of the way! Good sister's first aunt's cramps, ah! We didn't bring sanitary napkins!"
— Before the aunts could react in time, they ran away with the girl in their arms, adding scenes while running:
"Le'er, Le'er! You're already old, why don't you listen to your elder sister Hua and wear sanitary napkins when you go out! Look at you, your pants are wet! How can you explain this to our parents!"
Aunt A: "..."
Aunt B: "..."
Aunt Bingdingwu: "..."
He Junle who pretended to be dead: "..."
1166.
No, I can't bear it anymore.
He Junle couldn't help opening one eye, and while bouncing up and down in Murong Jihua's arms, he kept teasing:
"Jihua, even if I die one day, you can still wake me up from the coffin..."
"Paji"
Murong Jihua with a very ugly face covered He Junle's eyes again with one hand: "No, I can't."
He lowered his head and choked with mournful trembling voice:
"Ah! Lele, you'll be fine! Don't talk stupidly, we will be together for a long time, even if the sky collapses and the ostrich lays eggs, we can't be separated!"
He Junle: "..."
1167.
To be honest, Murong Jihua's current virtue is really not easy to take a taxi - the kind that is covered in blood and hugs a half-dead person, the kind that will be taken away by Uncle JC on the bus,
Fortunately, the central square is not far from the central hospital, and when it was dark,
They were lucky enough not to cause a riot