NOVEL NEXT Chapter 266 What should I do?
A crackling sound came from next door. The two sisters, who were just about to fall asleep due to jet lag, sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the wall next to them with complicated eyes.
"he……"
Miyano Akemi's eyes flickered, and after a while she lowered her head, "Are you drunk?"
Hearing this, Miyano Shiho was slightly stunned.
She recalled that just after dinner, a capitalist and a killer sat together and drank one glass of wine after another. After a moment of silence, she nodded, "I think so."
It looks like he can't drink much, and he was almost carried back by Gin. Now he's making a fuss...
Maybe he was drunk.
Miyano Akemi was silent for a moment, then stood up silently, took out tea leaves from the suitcase that a driver had given her, boiled some water and brewed some tea, and paired it with a dessert that she had baked that afternoon, "I'll go over and take a look."
Before he finished speaking, Miyano Shiho stood up.
She looked at her sister with a complicated look, and after a long while she spoke, "Don't you... hate them?"
Miyano Akemi turned her head blankly, and after meeting her sister's gaze, she couldn't help but smile gently. She raised her hand and touched Miyano Shiho's head, and said softly: "Compared to the previous situation of being imprisoned and ignored, it's much better now. At least Gin's promise of 1 billion yen has been cancelled. In just one year, we can live here."
Miyano Shiho's eyes became complicated, and she looked at her sister with hesitation as if she wanted to say something.
It doesn’t seem to be very good. At least I have to take that medicine…
During this period, things about Kudo Shinichi have been confirmed, but the chances of him surviving are so small, can I be the lucky one?
"Yeah." After a while, Miyano Shiho smiled slightly and looked at her sister and nodded seriously, "It's already very good."
Miyano Akemi smiled, walked out of the bedroom with tea and went to the next room.
After knocking on the door gently and then pushing it open, Miyano Akemi's eyes instantly became dull.
I don’t know why, but I always feel like I’m glowing during this period of time.
On the carpet not far away, the man who was originally smiling was kneeling, burying his face in the neck of a cold-faced killer, with his arms around the other's waist, and it sounded like he was crying.
And Gin, who was said to be ruthless, gloomy and easily vindictive, was holding a wet towel with a cold face, biting a cigarette impatiently and trying to pull the other person's head away, trying to wipe his face.
Miyano Akemi: …
She shouldn't have gone on the trip, making herself look like a light bulb that ruined the atmosphere.
Gin looked over and glanced coldly at Miyano Akemi before raising his chin towards the table beside him, "Put it down."
Miyano Akemi: …
Got it. I'll stay away from it next time.
Miyano Akemi lowered her eyes, put the things in her hand on the table beside her, and then walked out quietly.
When the door closed, Miyano Akemi seemed to hear a desperate "I don't like it here."
Inside the house, listening to the sound of the lock being locked, Gin withdrew his gaze once again.
He grabbed Tang Muching's hair and forced his face up. After lowering his eyes to look at his dirty shirt, he couldn't help but sigh.
It's really tormenting to drink even though you can't drink much.
God knows how he, a man roaming around in crime zones, resisted the urge to draw his gun and wipe Tang Muching's face.
Gin frowned and reached out to brush away the strands of hair that were stuck to Tang Muqing's face. "Don't be drunk, drink some water and go to sleep."
Tang Muqing:...
I don't want to move, I just want to close my eyes and sober up lazily.
Feeling the arm hanging around his waist gradually tightening, Gin sighed heavily.
He sat on the carpet with a vixen clinging to him, leaning against the bed and lighting a cigarette, his eyes melancholy as if he was thinking about life.
what can we do about it?
Force Tang Muching to go into the bathroom and rinse him with cold water?
Will get sick.
Call Scotland and ask?
It will be embarrassing.
Just leave it like that?
get angry.
Gin was a little at a loss for a moment. He knew how to kill people but didn't know how to take care of them.
Looking for Miyano Akemi?
Who knows if Miyano Akemi will go crazy and strangle Tang Muqing to death?
After a while, Gin threw the cigarette butt into the ashtray, picked up Tang Muqing's head, and slapped him on the face without any hesitation, "Wake up."
Tang Muqing:...
Really not gentle at all.
Tang Muqing sighed heavily and leaned on Gin, "Can't you just be quiet for a while? I want to sober up."
"You can lie on the bed to sober up and loosen my hair at the same time." Gin said expressionlessly.
Tang Muqing moved his palms, released the long silver hair in his hands, and then spoke, "Ten minutes, I will sober up in ten minutes, then take a bath and go to bed."
Gin:......
Do you have to be polite even when you are drunk?
Otherwise he should just leave.
Gin sighed heavily, picked up his phone and tried to read some emails to divert his attention.
My scalp doesn't hurt anymore, but I can still smell Tang Muqing's perfume mixed with alcohol. It doesn't smell like alcohol, but rather...
Bah, a vixen with bad intentions.
After a while, Tang Muching finally moved away.
He stood up shakily, holding up his wrinkled shirt, looking down at the pillow Gin, and sneered, "Tsk, it really makes me doubt my own charm."
The voice faded away, and soon the sound of water in the bathroom was heard.
Gin frowned and looked up, incredulous, "Who would be interested in a drunken alcoholic?"