Cool Husband Love Hunting Program

Chapter 572 [Fan Wai] It was bitten by a person
In the youthful and lush years, there always seems to be that one person that you always think about, maybe buried the deepest, not often remembered, but never forgotten.

It can be like Luo Chenyang's first love for Gu Yanfei.

It can also be like the scar on Mousse's face, it was not scratched with fingernails or cut with a knife, it was bitten by a person.

Let me ask, when you wash your face, brush your teeth, shave and look in the mirror every day, and you see the scar on your face, can you still forget that person?

In the first few years, when Mousse looked at the bite mark that could never go away, he gritted his teeth and felt secretly happy, so what if he kept it as a souvenir.

But that woman disappeared later, so he took it for granted and gradually forgot about it.

Occasionally, when someone asked about that scar, he would wave his hand nonchalantly, "That's my achievement when I was young."

He said it very chicly, because that was a scumbag age.

He is not a stable person, at that time, he loved to be a scumbag.

But when he didn't expect that scar, it was already deep in his heart.

……

In the summer vacation of her junior year, Mousse didn't go home, and followed a group of brothers in the streets and alleys of S City, looking for a sense of youthful squandering.

Maybe his rebellion came too late, he followed Luo Chenyang a few years ago and was enslaved by that little princess.

Now both of them are no longer in S City, he is still with his former brothers, but he has become a little muddy, not so much muddy as scum.

Soaking, drinking, smoking... In short, it's all about fun.

He is not as dedicated and infatuated as Luo Chenyang, nor does he follow the consistent spirit of his old university. His girlfriends can be said to be traded one after another, and they will not refuse anyone.

It was a Saturday night, and as usual, I took a few brothers to the biggest bar in S City, 'Night Color'.

His new girlfriend sat in his arms, the plump one, the low-cut miniskirt, the one that catches people's attention, and when he came in, he was stared at by his brother whistling.

That woman was also used to playing around, she hid in his arms shyly and pretended to be, but she did not forget to wink her eyes to discharge.

Mousse just pretended not to see that the consequence of having too many girlfriends is to lead to more and more emptiness and a sense of confusion that cannot be stopped.

(End of this chapter)