Chapter 45: The miserable me

The middle-aged man looked at the drunk curly hair, then looked at me again, and waved his hand for the last time.

Let’s go away

Don’t even need to bail!

I dragged my curls into the car

It was still a police car!

Glance at the drunk curly hair.

This person’s background is so tough! !

Because Curly is running away from home

So, I took him back to my single apartment.

Take out the key and open the door.

As soon as I got in, I felt uncomfortable in the curly stomach, and I wanted to vomit

Vomit…

“Hey, hey, don’t vomit here! Go to the toilet!!”

Who knew I hadn’t finished speaking yet.

Vomit…

He vomited all over the floor.

“Yeah, I’m so dirty.”

I kicked him to the ground.

He vomited all over, and I didn’t want him to dirty my sofa.

Besides, I really lost my patience, so I was exhausted when I helped him up.

I glared at the unconscious curly again!

He looked like a pig and died! It’s really

I felt comfortable lying down, so I reluctantly picked up the mop to clean up the vomit.

Seeing the curly hairs sleeping like pigs on the side, I felt unbalanced

Why am I exhausted, but he can sleep like pigs! !

Kick him hard.

vented this unbalanced resentment on him.

Then put water and take a shower.

555…

Lying in the bathtub, I finally felt so pure.

I felt comfortable too

Because I was so tired that I accidentally fell asleep!

Bang bang—

A rushing knock on the door.

“Who” I rubbed my sleepy eyes.

At this moment, I forgot that the curls are still here.

Bang bang—

“I want to… go to the toilet… go to the toilet… uh”

The drunken voice of curly hair came.

I was ashamed to forget that he was still at my house!

Quickly roll up the bath towel

Wrap your whole body tightly.