After the man came in, he turned around and locked the door lock, but he found that the door lock seemed to be a bit malfunctioning and was not easy to lock it. So he quickly took out his leather gloves and put them on, then took out a tool like a thin wire, and tickled it a few times. The door lock made a crisp clicking sound and locked it immediately.
After doing these, the man walked around the small private room three times. In addition to a sofa, it was a very modern coffee table, as well as a rattle, wine bottles, popcorn, and a lot of popcorn on it.
Like all KTVs, small lights are used as embellishments to create a romantic atmosphere.
The man was extremely thick, but he was very agile and not clumsy at all. He was wearing a pair of running shoes on his feet, a hooded coat on his upper body, and a pair of big shorts under him. This outfit looked inappropriate.
After walking around inside, he slowly walked to the edge of the sofa and sat down gently.
At this time, my wife was holding a microphone in her hand, her head tilted to one side, and she fell asleep exhausted. There were still tears in the corners of her eyes, and her eyebrows were tightly frowning.
The man lit a cigarette, looked at his wife, and then smiled: Unexpectedly, we met again after more than a year!
He approached his wife and began to look for her mobile phone. If the phone rang and her wife woke up in shock, it would be nothing. If she called the police or something, it would be troublesome.
Fortunately, he found that his wife was wearing an evening dress, and she had no pockets to hold her cell phone, and she didn't have a small bag or something around her.
Seeing that his wife was sleeping very hard, the man stood up again. He took out a mini camera from his body, placed it under the coffee table, adjusted the lens, and then he stuffed a memory card into the mini camera and put the battery in it.
After doing this, he picked up the remaining half bottle of wine and drank it down.
The man sat next to his wife and watched her carefully. Her delicate skin, which was as delicate as snow, was covered with a layer of bright redness due to the effect of alcohol, and the man's Adam's apple shook.
Then he reached out and grabbed a few strands of his wife's hair, put it on his nose and sniffed it. His wife muttered, then moved. She closed her eyes and said: Who is it?
The man smiled and said: Don’t you remember me?
My wife had long forgotten where she was. She only felt that her heart was very painful. Her wife didn't even want to move. She half-closed her eyes and said: I don't remember, who are you?
The man said: It’s good if you don’t remember!
What are you doing here?Want to see my joke?
The wife said intermittently.
No, I know you're in pain so come and see you!
Why do you care so much about me?Who are you me?
My wife only felt very sad. At this moment when she needed comfort the most, she had no husband around her, let alone comfort her.
We are friends Ah, and it was just over a year ago. Do you still remember being in the public toilet on the beach?That's when we met!So it’s normal for me to care about you!
The wife's head was in chaos and she said: Beach?Me, I haven't been to the beach...
My wife's tears suddenly burst out and she said: Do you care about me?Why should you care about me?My sister didn't come to care about me, my husband didn't come to care about me, do you come to care about me?You are too enthusiastic!
The man smiled. It seemed that his wife was so drunk that she couldn't remember what happened at that time, which made him even more satisfied.
The man said: You can't say that, as a friend, at least you still need care!What's wrong with you and your husband?Is something happening?Why are you singing here alone, and you sing such sad songs?
Don’t mention him, I am already single now, and the song I sing has nothing to do with him!
After saying that, his wife sobbed and murmured: Why did the people closest hurt me the most? Why did they force me to death one by one? I really want to leave here!Never see these people again!
Hurt you?
The man looked at his wife's painful cheeks, but he had no sympathy at all, and had only a blazing desire.
Then drink a bar, it’s best to drink, and you won’t remember anything after drinking!
The man opened another bottle of wine, poured a glass of wine each and handed it to his wife.
After drinking the glass of wine, the man took out a small pill from a small plastic bag, and then he put the pill in his palm.
Plop!
The small pill was thrown into the wine glass, and the wine immediately spread a lot of small bubbles.
This, what is this, so beautiful!
Beautiful!Actually, it's just a bubble!
The man said.
Is that true?I just like beautiful things!Beautiful clothes, beautiful hair!
The wife himself didn't know what she was saying.
The man drank the book of wine that was still soaking in a sip. The wife heard the sound of Gudong and said dissatisfiedly: Have you drunk it?What about me?What am I drinking!
Do you want to drink too?
The man took out one again and threw it into his wife's glass of wine, and tiny foam rose from the bottom of the glass.
The man smiled smugly, and his wife raised the wine glass, her eyes almost couldn't open. Just when the man thought she was going to drink the wine, his wife suddenly shook the wine glass, and the full glass of wine poured on the man's face.
The man was shocked and furious. Could it be that she was pretending to be drunk?
The wife giggled and said: You are all bad people. You only doubt others but don’t reflect on yourself. I don’t want to drink your wine!I drink my own wine!
As she said that, her wife grabbed a bottle of foreign wine and took a few sips. She was choked and coughed repeatedly.
Then the wine bottle fell under the coffee table.
The man opened the bottle in front of his wife and threw the pill into the bottle. Sure enough, after a moment, the wife grabbed the bottle and started drinking it on her own.
My wife fell on the sofa, muttering something in her mouth: Get out of here and go out!I don't want to see you!
The man lifted up his coat, wiped off all the wine on his face, and then spat.
The man turned on the camera, then his hands reached to his wife with some trembling hands and grabbed the corner of the dress.
After doing these, the man walked around the small private room three times. In addition to a sofa, it was a very modern coffee table, as well as a rattle, wine bottles, popcorn, and a lot of popcorn on it.
Like all KTVs, small lights are used as embellishments to create a romantic atmosphere.
The man was extremely thick, but he was very agile and not clumsy at all. He was wearing a pair of running shoes on his feet, a hooded coat on his upper body, and a pair of big shorts under him. This outfit looked inappropriate.
After walking around inside, he slowly walked to the edge of the sofa and sat down gently.
At this time, my wife was holding a microphone in her hand, her head tilted to one side, and she fell asleep exhausted. There were still tears in the corners of her eyes, and her eyebrows were tightly frowning.
The man lit a cigarette, looked at his wife, and then smiled: Unexpectedly, we met again after more than a year!
He approached his wife and began to look for her mobile phone. If the phone rang and her wife woke up in shock, it would be nothing. If she called the police or something, it would be troublesome.
Fortunately, he found that his wife was wearing an evening dress, and she had no pockets to hold her cell phone, and she didn't have a small bag or something around her.
Seeing that his wife was sleeping very hard, the man stood up again. He took out a mini camera from his body, placed it under the coffee table, adjusted the lens, and then he stuffed a memory card into the mini camera and put the battery in it.
After doing this, he picked up the remaining half bottle of wine and drank it down.
The man sat next to his wife and watched her carefully. Her delicate skin, which was as delicate as snow, was covered with a layer of bright redness due to the effect of alcohol, and the man's Adam's apple shook.
Then he reached out and grabbed a few strands of his wife's hair, put it on his nose and sniffed it. His wife muttered, then moved. She closed her eyes and said: Who is it?
The man smiled and said: Don’t you remember me?
My wife had long forgotten where she was. She only felt that her heart was very painful. Her wife didn't even want to move. She half-closed her eyes and said: I don't remember, who are you?
The man said: It’s good if you don’t remember!
What are you doing here?Want to see my joke?
The wife said intermittently.
No, I know you're in pain so come and see you!
Why do you care so much about me?Who are you me?
My wife only felt very sad. At this moment when she needed comfort the most, she had no husband around her, let alone comfort her.
We are friends Ah, and it was just over a year ago. Do you still remember being in the public toilet on the beach?That's when we met!So it’s normal for me to care about you!
The wife's head was in chaos and she said: Beach?Me, I haven't been to the beach...
My wife's tears suddenly burst out and she said: Do you care about me?Why should you care about me?My sister didn't come to care about me, my husband didn't come to care about me, do you come to care about me?You are too enthusiastic!
The man smiled. It seemed that his wife was so drunk that she couldn't remember what happened at that time, which made him even more satisfied.
The man said: You can't say that, as a friend, at least you still need care!What's wrong with you and your husband?Is something happening?Why are you singing here alone, and you sing such sad songs?
Don’t mention him, I am already single now, and the song I sing has nothing to do with him!
After saying that, his wife sobbed and murmured: Why did the people closest hurt me the most? Why did they force me to death one by one? I really want to leave here!Never see these people again!
Hurt you?
The man looked at his wife's painful cheeks, but he had no sympathy at all, and had only a blazing desire.
Then drink a bar, it’s best to drink, and you won’t remember anything after drinking!
The man opened another bottle of wine, poured a glass of wine each and handed it to his wife.
After drinking the glass of wine, the man took out a small pill from a small plastic bag, and then he put the pill in his palm.
Plop!
The small pill was thrown into the wine glass, and the wine immediately spread a lot of small bubbles.
This, what is this, so beautiful!
Beautiful!Actually, it's just a bubble!
The man said.
Is that true?I just like beautiful things!Beautiful clothes, beautiful hair!
The wife himself didn't know what she was saying.
The man drank the book of wine that was still soaking in a sip. The wife heard the sound of Gudong and said dissatisfiedly: Have you drunk it?What about me?What am I drinking!
Do you want to drink too?
The man took out one again and threw it into his wife's glass of wine, and tiny foam rose from the bottom of the glass.
The man smiled smugly, and his wife raised the wine glass, her eyes almost couldn't open. Just when the man thought she was going to drink the wine, his wife suddenly shook the wine glass, and the full glass of wine poured on the man's face.
The man was shocked and furious. Could it be that she was pretending to be drunk?
The wife giggled and said: You are all bad people. You only doubt others but don’t reflect on yourself. I don’t want to drink your wine!I drink my own wine!
As she said that, her wife grabbed a bottle of foreign wine and took a few sips. She was choked and coughed repeatedly.
Then the wine bottle fell under the coffee table.
The man opened the bottle in front of his wife and threw the pill into the bottle. Sure enough, after a moment, the wife grabbed the bottle and started drinking it on her own.
My wife fell on the sofa, muttering something in her mouth: Get out of here and go out!I don't want to see you!
The man lifted up his coat, wiped off all the wine on his face, and then spat.
The man turned on the camera, then his hands reached to his wife with some trembling hands and grabbed the corner of the dress.
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