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Chapter 1262 : I'm Probably Drunk

I really don’t know what the socialites of rich people in the upper class actually said? I think it should be that I am too old-fashioned.

Turning my head slightly, I don't like it.

I don't want to see it either.

At this time, in this situation, I really want to go home.

“Be brave.”[

Yuhubing hugged my shoulder and pressed it hard, as if giving me strength.

I was speechless. I wasn't asking me to kill people, what do you need to do bravely? Besides, I came on Yin Yijie's birthday, and they also called me and stayed there. Could it be that their party lasted from the afternoon to the middle of the night?

Everyone has to accompany you? Why?

Pushing away the jade pot ice, I pointed at the bathroom, letting me calm down, prepare to leave.

In a world that does not belong to me, no one stipulates how long I should last.

I didn't find out what was necessary to live.

In the bathroom, Fan Shanshan is putting on makeup, and many ladies are putting on makeup, which is novel.

I put on a little light makeup, and I didn't take off, nor did I bring anything to repair it, so I went to the toilet and came out

There was a strange silence in the air.

Although my brain is not very good, I still feel it.

When I glanced across the corners of my eyes, I found that there seemed to be a few women looking at me, with a bad expression.

They feel like they are ready to move.

What do I want to do, I won’t wash my hands anymore.

Holding the knife in my pocket, no matter what happened, I wouldn't mind attacking a group of noble "ladies" in such a noisy place, even if she was a princess.

Slowly pass by the washstand, passing by Fan 歡歡歡歡歡歡

"A little bitch raised by an old bitch!"

Fan Shanshan raised his hand and said the words at the same time.

I took out the knife and opened the blade. The hero was killed when I assassinated Tan Baoming. Now, I carry the Swiss Army Knife with me.

Keeping it at hand, I washed my hands, raised my eyelids and looked at the mirror, waiting for them to do something.

Wine is really a good thing. Sometimes, we only need a little reminder to remind you, and just awaken the potential demonic consciousness.[

I may not be drunk or awake, but the blood is burning, in a daze, uncontrollable by the brain, burning.


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