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Chapter 428: The Dark History of Chuluye (2 in 1)(1/2)

Anyway, this kind of shameless endgame must not be cleaned up by the cleaning maid, so Asakusa can only solve the evil that he committed last night by himself.

It’s easy to say that things can be thrown out directly. Take out the black garbage bag from the system backpack, wrap the torn stockings, discarded chewing gum, and seal them all in one go, and then take out the homestay in the middle of the night and throw it to the garbage disposal station behind the homestay.

The homestay was built here, and the care of several surrounding villages. The management aunt also had to occasionally buy some daily necessities or groceries from the people in the village, so the landlord built the garbage disposal station to benefit the surrounding villages.

Throw the garbage there and you won't be discovered.

But the things that were thrown out were solved, and what made Aoi Chuan the most headache was the things that were thrown out and wasted.

For example, the blood-stained sheets and quilts stained with wine on the bed are all his own. After sleeping for a long time, they have feelings for each other, and it is a pity to throw them away.

For example, the white stockings he was carrying now, the ice silk felt quite smooth. Looking at the mottled spots on it, Asuka could not remember what happened last night.

Hiss...what did I do with these stockings?

Or is it simply because of the accidental injury of stray bullets caused by long range?

No matter what, anyway, the stockings are intact, and Chuluye’s things must not be bargains on street stalls. Although this guy does not discriminate against street stall goods, her philosophy is "If you have money, don’t buy high-end goods and enjoy the purpose of making money."

So this stocking must be very expensive. Asakusa decided to wash it out for her and not throw it away.

He threw the stockings into the basin, and he searched for another room and finally found it under his pillow.

At this time, he suddenly realized and remembered what Chuluye used it to do last night - she used one of the stockings as handcuffs to tie his hands back, and then played with some excitement.

Because Asakusa tried too hard at the beginning, she took a long time to relieve herself, Chuluye recovered a little in the second half of the night and thought about waiting for an opportunity to take revenge.

Then he was ruthlessly killed.

Asakawa remembered that she cried in the end, but she didn't seem to cry completely again.

Anyway, both of them drank a lot. Torikawa filled all the bottles of red wine on the table. He almost didn't let Chuluye drink it, but she couldn't drink enough and she still got drunk.

In the end, this guy couldn't find where his mouth was. He raised his head and poured wine. The wine flowed down her cheeks and the neck all the way down. Torikawa silently recited in his heart that it was a sin, how could it be wasted?

There is no way to say how to clean Chuluye’s red wine, but it’s not wasted anyway.

Moreover, Tori River still remembers it fresh, and the sand fruit brings some grapes to the sweetener.

He picked up the clothes all over the room, threw away the ones that were torn because of his XP, and threw them into the basin if they were saved. Torichuan packed up and took a small stool and sat down, and started washing clothes in the bathroom.

She is still asleep in the bedding, etc., when Chuluye wakes up, she is still asleep in the bed.

Watching the water flow soak the dry clothes and then pass them over, Asuka sighed and said in his heart that drinking was a mistake.

Anyway, I can't drink with Chuluye anymore in the future, she...

She not only acts crazy when drinking, but also acts like a hooligan!

This woman can't stop her from acting like a hooligan. It's hard to imagine that a person who is so cold on weekdays is so naughty and unwilling to accept it.

There are washing machines in the public areas of each floor in the B&B. How can these young ladies and young masters wash their clothes by hand on weekdays?

He didn't even need to operate the washing machine. He found a basin to change his clothes, called the cleaning maid who was responsible for cleaning his room, and then he didn't have to worry about anything. He washed the clothes and dried them all in a row, just waited for the maid to collect the clothes and sent them back.

But Akirakawa didn't dare to use the washing machine. This basin of dirty clothes was seen, and both he and Chuluye would have to die.

Perhaps it was because the sound of the water flowing was too loud. Torichuan's ears were slightly pleasant to hear Chu Luye's moan in the bedroom, and muttered softly like a dream.

So he turned the faucet to the smallest, leaving only a thin column of water that could not be more thin, so as not to disturb her as much as possible.

It was almost time for lunch, and Chu Luye woke up slowly.

Asakawa mopped the floor beside him. When he saw her opening her confused eyes, he smiled and joked: "I think you woke up from hunger, not sleep."

"Why...well, your head hurts so much!"

Chuluye frowned and sat up with a discomfort. Before he could finish his words, the quilt covering his neck slid down, which made her stunned.

Asakawa narrowed his eyes and raised his eyebrows and sighed. This figure is indeed a perfect masterpiece of the Creator no matter how many times he read it.

He used to think Chu Luye was just right, but after a fierce fight last night, he fell into trouble.

You can't look at things too one-sided or too limited. Just looking at Kurano's Ou's is indeed not outstanding, and it's far worse than Haruna.

But after contacting the context, Akikawa can only say two words, perfect!

It doesn’t work even more or less, it’s this size, perfect!

Chuluye may have been drunk, and I don’t know why she is so naked now. Her pupils are quake and she was about to scream. When Akikawa was shocked, he rushed over and covered Chuluye’s mouth.

Chuluye's scream turned into a sob that echoed in Asuka's palm, making his palm itchy.

"Don't shout! Can't you remember what happened last night?" asked Akikawa.

Chuluye looked at him, her eyes full of horror, and she shook her head desperately.

"Then you calm down first, don't shout, when will you calm down, I'll let go."

Asakawa comforted Chuluye and sat with her on the bed for two minutes before Chuluye slowly calmed down with gasps.

"Don't shout?" he asked.

Chu Luye nodded, and he actually seemed a little well-behaved, but in fact she was just stunned.

Seeing that she must have calmed down, Asakawa let go of the hand covering Chuluye's lips.

Chuluye looked at him blankly and pointed at himself, "You...I... Last night..."

"Yeah!" Asuka nodded confidently, "You took the initiative, the female hooligan is so scary."

Chuluye's pupils had a second earthquake, and then he turned around with a soft cry, covered his head with a quilt again, turned himself into a little turtle, curled up, unwilling to face reality.

She even moved her body to the corner of the bed, as if she wanted to stay away from Tori River on this one-acre, three-point bed.

When Asahikawa saw her self-deception, he was very happy.

"Do you remember what happened last night?"

Chuluye shook her head desperately... Maybe she shook her head, Akikawa didn't know it. After all, she shrank in the quilt and couldn't see her movements clearly, but the feelings from her soul made him know that Chuluye was denying it.

"Then why are you shy? Why are you hiding?"

Chuluye stopped talking, her face hidden in the quilt was red.

She doesn't remember what happened last night, after all, she got drunk and got a movie.

But tomorrow Sichuan has good alcohol content, he remembers it!

So when Chuluye listens to Asikawa's voice, it is like watching a small movie. The male protagonist is Asikawa's heroine and the female protagonist is herself, but she has no impression of it yet. She only has a few key moves occasionally and the slaps that are very European and American. She has a little simple memory.

Anyway, my butt hurts so far.

This wonderful feeling is...can't be described.

Anyway, Chuluye is now shameless to go out of the quilt.

If it was a dog man who made a move, it would be fine, but she would at least be reasonable.

But watching the exciting movie in Tonyokawa's mind for hours...

She only has one thought in her mind now-

That's me?!

I actually had such a fun game?!

Is this possible?!

How can I do such a shameful thing?

Wait! No, Chuluye, stop!

Chu Luye, whose face was red, widened his eyes and his pupils were filled with shock!

Don't eat, don't get together! Otherwise, you will never be able to raise your head in front of a dog man! Don't... don't swallow! At least don't swallow, I beg you...

Chuluye looked at the sporadic clips in Aoichuan's mind and suddenly felt nauseous and dry retching.

If there was any regret medicine in front of Chuluye, she would definitely take it without hesitation, and she would never return to the dilapidated shrine of the Shrine Forest as she had imagined in the past ten years to stop the two reckless little girls. Instead, she went back to the latest restaurant and slapped the bastard who was unable to think about it and was about to take the wine back to the room!

Why did you go to get red wine at that time?

Chu Luye's face was full of pain.

And after she woke up completely, she was not only in pain in her heart, but her physical pain came late.

The first experience of human affairs followed one after another. I might not be able to feel it with alcohol last night, but now it has taken her life!

So Chu Luye felt more uncomfortable as he curled up, and the more uncomfortable he felt, the more he curled up. He curled up in a ball of quilt in the quilt. From outside, he looked unexpectedly cute.

Seeing that Chuluye was not going to come out of the quilt for a while, Asuka took the mop into the bathroom and washed it up, dressed neatly to go for lunch.

"Do you need me to bring lunch to you?"

Chuluye's stomach was gingering, and she whispered.

“What to eat?”

"Don't have pasta!" Chuluo shouted like a cat stepping on her tail.

"Why? Didn't you have a good meal last night? I've never seen you laugh so happily."

Asakawa smiled and recalled last night when Chulu Nofei shouted to eat the same pasta from both ends with him.
To be continued...
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