Soul Chuan Ke Xue: I call gin and wine my wife

"Hey? Why is the bathroom door closed?"

Through the door, both Lancer and Gin heard people from the casino outside.

The two of them reacted at the same time, holding each other hostage and hiding in the bathroom stall.

The people outside called twice to confirm that no one was there, and then reopened the bathroom door for normal use by guests.

And when Lancer finally heard the footsteps leaving, he looked at Gin with wide eyes and dissatisfaction, and forcibly opened his hand covering his mouth, so that he could breathe.

He gasped and complained: "You want-"

Before he finished speaking, his whole face was inexplicably pressed into Gin's arms.

A long separation will always amplify the unspeakable emotions, until the moment they meet again, they will turn into mountains and seas, swooping over with all their strength and force, completely destroying and drowning people.

[System: Weren’t you still angry with him for meeting his old lover? You are so coaxable! 】

With no time to pay attention to the system's complaints, Lancer just felt that the depression that had been accumulating in his heart dissipated a lot.

The tobacco smell on his body seemed to have a strong soothing ability, and no amount of resentment could be expressed.

Lancer wondered: "How come you can recognize me when you first see me?"

Did this man install a surveillance camera on his body?

After hearing Lancer's words, Gin suddenly hummed sinisterly and asked him: "How is it? Is the bunny boy good-looking? The rabbit's tail should be easy to pinch, right?"

"It feels really good..."

After Lancer answered subconsciously, when he met Gin's sinister eyes, alarm bells rang in his head.

He shook his head quickly: "Just average, very average!"

What... He knew that this meant that he should be in a place where he could see himself, but Lancer had noticed that almost all the people around the casino were unfamiliar faces.

Could it be that he installed surveillance here?

Yaoshou!

Before the man could think of a way to retaliate against him, Lancer hurriedly raised his hands and swore sincerely: "Other flowers and plants are fleeting, but my wife, you are the first and most important thing in my heart!"

Gin sneered, stretched out his hand and pried off his fingers, showing a look of disbelief.

Of course, Lancer is not a vegetarian.

He folded his arms, turned his defense into an attack, and cast a suspicious look at the man.

"But Gin, you should be the one with the real problem, right? I heard that you and Spumoni are hanging out again. Don't tell me that after the two of you have been in contact in the past few days, you have just had sex. Mission cooperation!”

The beauty's resentment was expressed through her eyes, mouth, and even the expression on her entire face.

Gin pinched his chin and asked him, "Is this the reason why you got into trouble with me when you came back?"

"What? Not enough?"

Lancer waved his hand away, lowered his eyes, and said seriously: "If you dare to go behind my back to find other lovers, I guarantee you will die as miserably as them."

When black velvet gloves touch a man's stern profile, they always feel a little tenderness for no reason.

The beauty with red lips raised her chin slightly. Even though he was far less tall than Gin, he did not appear to be a head shorter than her at this moment.

He said word for word: "My love for you also has a bottom line."

No one dared to threaten Gin.

Even when the boss gives orders, he always uses euphemistic words, but the purpose is to make him better driven by himself.

Gin has a bad habit of those in high positions—sometimes he really takes the easy way out.

The grass on the grave of the last person who dared to threaten Gin was half as tall as a person.

He has a bad temper and poor tolerance, and is recognized by the organization as being difficult to talk to.

Realizing that Lancer was really angry and warning, Gin was uncharacteristically not angry or dissatisfied by this oppressive threat.

He was like a drowning man struggling to survive in the cold, dark water, grabbing a wooden board for no reason.

This glimmer of hopeful joy obtained in a desperate situation made Gin's originally chaotic mood begin to improve.

He took Lancer's hand and kissed it through the soft black velvet gloves. There was a smile in his deep magnetic voice when he spoke.

"As you command, Master Lancer."

There was a corpse lying upside down in the cubicle next to it, sandwiched by a partition. They were terribly crooked here.

The man asked him in a low voice: "Did that bald guy take advantage of you?"

Lancer's eyes lit up, and he pretended to be pitiful in a low voice: "I'm being taken advantage of, you have to comfort me~"

[System: Haven’t you had enough to eat? Pinch up your voice and pretend to be coquettish, act like a baby! 】

I don’t know what’s going on in the system.

Lancer was trying to get intimate with his wife when the previous numerical interface suddenly appeared in front of his eyes.

[The current target's emotional joy value is 80%, concentration value is 60%, and anger value is 50%...]

[Fitness 30%. 】

When we separated last time, the compatibility level was only about 20 at most. How come it increased to 30 when we met? What is the basis?

While in a daze, Gin seemed to be preparing to take action. He pressed the earphones and said, "Go right away." Then he started to arrange his clothes.

At this moment, Lancer discovered that under the windbreaker the man had taken off was a more formal white shirt, probably so that he would not look too conspicuous in the casino.

Lancer found that he had a bit of a double standard. If Gin dressed like this to seduce someone and complete the task, he would definitely feel sore in his cheeks.

Putting his hat and windbreaker on his arms, Gin tied his silver hair back and stretched out his arms to him.

"Want to act with me?"

If you act together, you'll most likely be able to see Spumoni.

Lancer happily agreed and took Gin's arm.

However, the man's eyes dropped downwards, and when he looked at him again, his eyes were a bit speechless.

Lancer blinked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

After a while, Gin took out a cigarette with his other hand, bit it in his mouth, and said vaguely and coldly: "The evening dress is good."

Except for the high slit that reaches the thigh.

Lancer seemed to understand something, grinning with white teeth that didn't fit his current image.

"Honey, don't be angry. When I get back, I'll show you the cute bunny costume that the waiter wears~"

[The target’s current pleasure level is 100%. 】