Is it really a straight girl?

By the way, everyone in this apartment is very special. I thought that Ms. Lianhua was a normal person, but in fact there was no normal person at all.

Miji doesn't want to live here, Miji wants to go home.

Mi Ji subconsciously took half a step back, she suddenly wanted to find a corner to squat and shiver.

"Mahiru-chan!" He Fang smiled and skipped Miki's shoulders, the clothes of the two of them rubbed against each other for a moment, and on the way, He Fang opened his arms and threw himself at Mahiru.

It really is Mahiru...

Miki stared blankly at what was happening in front of him, and Kamihiru naturally hugged Mahiru's waist again, and leaned on the opponent's shoulder. There is indeed a feeling of a lover in the eyes.

But is it really okay if you don't reprimand him now?She is a scumbag, maybe she will even hook up with other girls in front of you later!

Mi Ji thought about all this, but she was no longer qualified to speak out.

She thought wearily again, maybe Mahiru does have some unspeakable hobbies, even if he hooked up with other girls in front of her, she might not be disgusted.

The world is so big, and there are so many people... There will always be such people, Miss Miki, you have to admit this.

Mi Ji silently walked back to the sofa, picked up the drink on the table, and Ge You lay down on the sofa.

Another sip.

This thing is so sour, no matter how you drink it, it is so sour. Why is orange juice so sour?

He took Mahiru's arm and brought her over.

Mahiru has never smiled, always with a calm and serious look.

Yaki and Mahiru, who met in earnest for the first time, were led by the other party to introduce themselves a little bit, and Lianhua next to him turned off the TV, and Yaki also packed up the snack bags on the table, and finished the sour orange juice drink After that, they were thrown into the trash can together.

"Let's go! Sing and sing!" Miss Bifang led the way, put on a mask and opened the door to leave.

After Miji went out, he searched carefully with flickering eyes, and saw the words "Witch's House" at the door of this villa-like apartment, on a piece of wood on the guardrail. aware.

The girl looked up again, and more than half of the windows above were still lit. There was a figure standing by the window in Chitose's room on the corner of the third floor, as if she had sensed Miki's gaze. waved in the direction.

Miki slowed down and waved his hand politely.

Miss Bi Fang in front shouted again lively:

"Sing! Drink!"

Miji's waving hand suddenly froze in mid-air.

ha?

drink wine?

-

34. So Ms. Yaki doesn't like it

Sitting on the sofa of KTV.

There are two screens at the front and back, and Kato pokes and pokes the spot song with his fingers on the control screen at the corner of the sofa, Lianhuazai grabs a microphone and pats it, and Mahiru leans close to Kazawa's body, holding her hand from time to time and pushing it up. Song after song.

From time to time there were voices of arguing over there, none of which could enter Mi Ji's mind.

Mi Ji stayed in the right corner of the sofa, sitting upright watching the waiter boy in a bartender suit walk in, carrying six bottles of fruit wine drinks in various colors like a rainbow.

When these glass bottles hit the table, Miki trembled.

Although there are piles of snacks such as crispy chips and fruit baskets, but those are now completely unable to attract the girl's attention.

These six bottles of wine, under the changing neon lights, the different colors of drinks in the bottles also change their halos.

These soft colors themselves exude a certain dizzy feeling.

So, do you really want to drink?

Can you really drink it?

"That...everyone?" Miji's tone was a bit erratic: "Can you all drink?"

Lianhua looked sideways, put Mike near her mouth and said, "It's okay, everyone is an adult."

How loud?

At this time, Mi Ji realized that she seemed to be sitting next to a panoramic sound system. The sound just now made her ears tremble a little, so she immediately moved closer to Lianhua.

"Isn't Ms. Lianhua a student? I can tell Ms. Mahiru is an adult, but she doesn't look like her." Miki approached and whispered.

As an idol, Bifang is smaller than Miki. If someone says that she is 16 years old, Miki can believe it.

"It's a student, but it's okay." Lianhua said to Mike who was driving: "Isn't Miji still there?"

"No, no, of course I'm an adult too!" Mi Ji quickly retorted.

"Then let's do something between adults." Miss Lianhua narrowed her eyes, shook the microphone in her hand happily and made a joke.

The voice just now came from the speaker through the microphone, just like before.

What is the matter between adults, hey!

It’s drinking, right? It’s just drinking, it’s not something else!

"Wow!" The little idol looked over with blinking eyes, and was drawn out by Lianhua's voice in admiration: "Sister Lianhua, I am also an adult, I will come and I will come!"

Are you all really that big?

Mi Ji concealed himself from showing a look of surprise, although the setting he made for himself as a chic and beautiful girl was about to be broken into pieces.

She saw Bi Fang spun around in a circle and nimbly left the karaoke stand, took two bottles of fruit wine from the table and ran towards Lianhua like a drunk, stretched her arms and handed one of the bottles to Lianhua.

The lid of this wine can be unscrewed directly by hand, Bi Fang held the lid and turned it and threw the lid on the table behind, knocked the glass bottle in Lianhua's hand, and gulped himself two gulps.

"Hiss~" Bi Fang exhaled comfortably, his hands trembled, and he hiccupped again.

Where did this alcoholic come from? Hey, the one sip just now was almost a third of the bottle down!

Bi Fang turned around again as if dancing, grabbed another bottle of lavender fruit wine from the table, looked around, and jumped towards Mi Ji like a deer.

Then a bottle of wine was placed in front of Mi Ji.

After all, I want to drink, this is the prelude to the welcome party that Mi Ji came to, although Miss Bifang just said the name casually before...

Moreover, a bottle of fruit wine that looks like it's only 250ml should be fine, and it looks delicious, so it must be fine to drink because it's delicious, and Mi Ji's alcohol capacity is not that bad.

Mi Jixin accepted the fruit wine drink handed over by the other party, and unscrewed it like she did just now.

"After drinking this, you are Bifangjiang's friend!" Bifang laughed, and the sound of the two bottles colliding rang clearly in Mi Ji's hand.

Are you just friends now... So when you hugged just now, you didn't hug with the attitude of a friend?

Miji started to think wildly, and watched in shock as the little idol in front of him raised his head again, and poured tons of fruit wine down his throat again.

Is it that great? !

The fruit wine in the other party's mouth went down another third, Mi Ji also put the fruit wine to his lips at the same time, and took a sip slowly.

Not a small bite.

The alcohol irritated her throat, and after swallowing, it excited her chest again, an unreal heat poured into her body, Mi Ji frowned slightly, and almost choked.

I just drank half a sip and almost coughed up. Why does this seemingly small idol in front of me drink so much continuously but there is no abnormality at all?

When Yaki reopened his eyes that were closed due to the stimulation of the wine, the person in front of him had already grabbed another bottle of reddish fruit wine and ran towards Mahiru.

Miji tasted a vague grape flavor. She always felt that the alcohol content seemed to be unexpectedly high, but when she searched carefully, she only found 6.5 degrees, and the bottle was also very small. It should be no problem to drink two or three bottles.

If there are only six bottles, there should be no need to worry about the state of the little idol in front of him, after all, he won't get too dizzy from drinking...

perhaps.

Just when Miji was thinking about this, Lianhua who was beside him approached again, raised the bottle and said:

"Do something between adults." Lianhua seemed to be smiling with satisfaction.

"Don't talk so vaguely about drinking." Mi Ji touched the bottle: "It's like a dirty joke."

"The yellow jokes are also good."

Mi Ji took another half sip from the bottle, but saw Lianhua stretching out a glass.Only then did he realize that he had been taken by the unrestrained little idol to drink directly from the bottle, embarrassingly brushing his sideburns behind his ears, Mi Ji took Lianhua's wine glass and poured the lavender liquid into it.

"What kind of person does Miki like?"

On the side of the KTV sofa, far away from Bifang and Mahiru's karaoke stand, Lianhua sat beside Miki, the distance between the two was less than ten centimeters, the girl with short bob hair lightly sipped the drink in her hand and smiled slightly.

At the same time, this sentence made Mi Ji feel a strong sense of crisis.

This seems to be a bad question no matter how you answer it!

You can't let others doubt whether you are Lily or not, and you can't make them feel that you have something for her. It's best not to arouse any resentment...

Mi Ji concealed his panic, slowly put the wine glass to his lips and took another sip, thinking for a while in this short time, but always felt that it might be better to tell the truth.

Then.

"I don't know..."

"It would be great if there is something I like, but in fact, I can't find anything that I am particularly fascinated by. There will be a heartbeat, but the mood will dissipate after a while, and you won't feel it when you look at it again."

"So, sometimes I envy those who love something."

Probably because of the bitterness of alcohol, Yaki said with a wry smile.

-

35. So Kakata and Mahiru became idols

What do you like?

At this moment, staring at the fluctuation of the lavender wine in his hand and the flashing of the reflective liquid, Mi Ji began to think about it.

Likes, wants, wild desires—are these the same thing?

Can projecting one's own desires on a thing be called liking?

If liking is just this kind of thing, if 'like' cannot surpass these things, then the so-called 'like' is no big deal.

Miki hoped that the "like" in his heart could be something beyond desire, so he thought about other directions.

Is liking without seeking response liking?Is it true love or self-comfort to pay only for others?Is love unrequited?To what extent is sincerity enough to be called sincerity?