[JOJO] Cream Risotto

All of a sudden, I was a fool.

See, when I come home with a drunk guy who's basically hung up on me, isn't that just about to run into my crush?

Alas... what a beautiful meeting scene this should have been!

In the end, he just nodded slightly to me, and left without even calling my name.

Woooooooooo pissed me off!

When this stinky man who drank too much wakes up, I will give him a set of Ola Po Yan Fist!

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Ah - Coke and whiskey is really good.

I'm not giggling, absolutely not!She wasn't pulling that strange man's hair either!

"Bastard! I didn't bring you back to drink my wine!"

I pushed the eggshell-covered head aside, picked up the net shirt on the sofa, and kept my eyes on the man's coat showing his chest muscles—ah, it's the same type of coat as Risut's .

My eyes lit up.

Come here, or else--

"Hey, don't drink anymore, come here...don't cry anymore, although you look good when you cry, I will take you to the social assistance team tomorrow, no matter what trouble you encounter, Bugarati will definitely help you I solved it for you."

Feeling a little dizzy, I rubbed my eyes, took another sip of a mixture of soda and wine, and shook off the net.

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The ghost knows what I went through.

Why am I hanging on the window when I wake up?

Half of his body was already stretched out, his head was hanging outside, because his ankles were hooked to the edge of the window sill, so he didn't fall from the fourth floor.

I embarrassedly waved to Risut who was passing by downstairs, and then moved back to the room carefully.

This can no longer be described in simple terms.

...my head hurts.

The half-length hair is messy and knotted, and there is a purple lipstick mark on the back of the hand. Obviously I have never bought this color, and I prefer the green one, but my brother and grandfather and brother Dianming are both green. I really disliked it, so I had to take the next best thing and wipe it secretly where they couldn't see it.

But Xu Lun seems to like it quite a bit, so I also secretly gave her a few, so that she can paint it behind her father's back.

What happened last night?I remember saying goodbye to Fugo at the restaurant, then returning home with a drink, and then... I drank too much?Indeed, there were a few empty wine and soda cans left on the coffee table.

I sighed, covered my head and went into the bathroom to take a shower.I don't know what will happen to me when I get drunk, after all, I have never been drunk before, but it seems that the house has not been smashed apart from a little mess, which should prove that my wine is okay.

When I was wiping off the shower gel, my memory came back to life. After I left the restaurant last night, I seemed to be entangled by a drunk man. I felt that this man was a bit pitiful, just... so what?

"Could it be thrown to the police? It's unlikely..."

I massaged my temples and brushed the half-length hair of the shawl casually. I have never been too lazy to use a hair dryer. Anyway, the length of the hair is not too long, and it dries quickly after airing.

"According to my personality, I should throw it to Bugarati, right..."

I walked out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, and stared silently at the man in the cut-out mesh shirt who was slowly sitting up from the sofa.

……Grass.

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I remembered, I remembered it all.

It's all because of this damned man with an eggshell on his head, who ruined my image in front of my crush twice in a row.I don't know if he thinks I'm a bad girl who casually brings men home... But I've never even been in love!

In order to reshape my image in front of Risut, I decided to go out in only my high school uniform from today!

It's a pity that the short skirt was changed into a knee-length skirt. This is what bad girls would do, but my mother thought I was bad and helped me lengthen the skirt without authorization, so I had to wear it like that... and it was logical A bad leader in the area.

To be honest, I was probably more famous than my brother when I was in high school.

...Anyway the Italians would not know it was bad attire.

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When I walked into the living room while wearing a scarf, the strange man was still sitting on the sofa. I took a second look, and his purple lips were almost wiped off, and the net shirt on him... I I already remembered that I forcibly took off his coat and then put it on him.

Unexpectedly, it was quite suitable, and it looked decadent and lustful when paired with his mentally depressed expression and state at the moment.

It's kinda nice, this man.

I stared at his chest for two seconds, and suddenly felt that Fuge's ripped suit was quite conservative.

Seeing me coming out, the man slowly shifted his eyes to me, and suddenly frowned: "Are you an adult?"

"you guess?"

I tidied up my scarf, went to the coffee table to pack up empty wine bottles and cans, and gave the man a quick look: "You should introduce yourself to me first."

"...Leo Apache." The man covered his head with a long sigh, "I don't remember what happened last night."

I snorted coldly: "That is, you suddenly came to me after drinking too much, and I just took you home with good intentions."

"...Sorry, I'm not... Anyway, I'm sorry."

Seeing him look so guilty, I felt like I couldn't get angry again.

"I'm Kujo Kumama, an international student. You kept hugging me and crying last night. I wonder if you're in some trouble. It just so happens that I know a friend who does social assistance, and he may be able to help you."

He shook his head and didn't speak, and I ignored him and continued to pack the bottles and jars.

After a while, he seemed to have noticed the net shirt on his body, and asked with a subtle expression, "Is this your boyfriend's?"

Indeed, the size of the net clothes is a bit too big for me, but it should be a lot too big for the robber who is lying dead in the hospital. Could it be that this is someone else's clothes?But that open-chested sweater was indeed his size...why would someone else's netting be stuffed in his suitcase?

I always feel some subtle associations.

"I don't have a boyfriend, it's a friend's clothes, it's just an accident at my house." I glanced at him again, and pointed him in the direction of the bathroom, "I suggest you go take a shower now, your pants got wet last night So I took it to the wash and dried it, and it was still in the washing machine."

It was a last resort to take off his pants. I was touched by him when I was opening a Coke last night. Half a can of Coke was buckled on his pants. If I didn’t wash them off quickly, I would have to buy him another pair of pants. It must be easier to throw it directly into the washing machine.

The man responded and entered the bathroom. After I cleaned up the garbage, I took out my mobile phone and called Bugarati.

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Bugarati really deserves to be Bugarati.

A few days after I dragged Apache to meet him in the restaurant, Apache became a member of the Bugarati team.It's just that I didn't go to the restaurant to eat during this time. Apart from occasionally going to the convenience store downstairs to buy things, I have been reading at home and studying how to crack the power-on password... and looking for Risut's figure in the house opposite.

Unfortunately, after waking up with half my body outside the window that morning, I never had the chance to meet and talk to Risut. Although I occasionally saw him coming out of that house, I was determined to play a gentle and lovely When I was a beautiful girl, I couldn't jump out of the window on the fourth floor and greet him in front of him.

I just have to wait... until the next time he comes to pay my rent.

Well, if only I knew what his exact job was, I could try to buy his company and become his boss, and then it would be the clichéd bossy boss falling in love with me - of course, the bossy boss It was me, Risut, who was completely different from those flirtatious sluts Yingyingyanyan, the "interesting man" who aroused my interest.

"Go to the restaurant tomorrow and have a look...Maybe Bugarati will find clues to that Asian boy..."

Talking to myself, I took off the coat that had been hanging on the hook on the living room wall for a long time, shook off some dust that fell on it, took off the badge that was originally buckled on it, and put it on the coffee table beside me , and then hung the coat in the closet.

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