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

Cockroaches are inexhaustible.

This disgusting thing is a very tenacious creature that reproduces very quickly. When you see a cockroach appear, it means that its nest is not far from you.

Gin felt that it was a perfect comparison to the endless traitors and undercover agents in the organization.

Although I had long known that this organization was a complicated mess, I didn't expect that it had been infiltrated by so many forces, including MI6.

Another thing I learned from the female high school student was that there was another woman on the list of people who died from drug A who turned back into the body of a child because of the drug.

MI6 agent, Akai Shuichi's mother.

Gin came to the database and pulled out the relevant documents recorded long ago, and found that there had indeed been records of agents infiltrating the organization before, but the news had been discontinued almost twenty years ago.

The records are incomplete and it is impossible to determine whether the agent is alive or dead.

To sum up, the list of enemies of the organization is unimaginably large, and even Gin has to admit that it may not be enough to deal with them all by himself.

Gin admitted that he was a very ambitious person, otherwise he would not have gained the boss's trust at such a young age.

Climbing up is a good thing, but if you climb too high, trouble will ensue.

He is willing to deal with trouble, but he does not want to risk his life.

The most important thing is that Lancer doesn't seem to be very interested in these faction fights.

He is much lazier than himself.

Gin wanted to smoke, but after touching all over his body, he remembered that he had finished smoking all his cigarettes outside, and there was only an empty cigarette box left in the coat pocket hanging on the hanger at the door.

Thinking of what this kid said in the barbecue restaurant today, Gin suddenly lost his desire to smoke.

At this time, he felt as if something was scratching his trouser legs.

Gin lowered his head and saw the round eyes of the black cat looking at him eagerly.

Gin looked down at it silently, one person and one cat looking at each other.

The black cat visually measured the distance between himself and the man's knees, twisted his body and jumped up, landing firmly on Gin's lap.

It skillfully found a position to sit cross-legged, then raised its hind paws and began to lick its own balls.

The man lowered his eyes and looked at its familiar movements, and suddenly said: "You are becoming more and more like that guy, don't learn from it."

The black cat seemed not to hear and began to lick his leg hair.

This look of pretending to be deaf and mute is also very similar.

A cat's personality is somewhat dependent on its owner. In the past, black cats were also very cold, and they symbolized gin. When they went out for a walk, no one dared to touch them.

Once, the vodka boy's heart was touched by the plushness of the black cat, and he wanted to reach out and touch it twice to relieve the itch.

As a result, he was scratched by a cat and got scratches on his hands. Fearing for his life, Vodka rushed to the hospital to get three injections of rabies vaccine. Since then, he has never touched the cat again.

But since it got together with Lancer Niwai, its personality has become a lot more clingy.

Gin looked at it for a long time, and finally placed his palm on the cat's head and touched it gently.

The black cat barked as if it was used to it, and then stretched out its barbed tongue to lick his palm.

My hands are a little itchy and slightly stinging.

At this time, a voice came from the door——

"I heard that cats only lick those who are lower than themselves!"

Gin raised his eyes, and the young man's head poked in from the door, smiling at him with his white teeth.

The man glanced at his clothes.

I was still yelling that I wanted to sleep, so I took off all my clothes.

Now I came here temporarily, casually wearing a gin shirt, and my eyes were almost blinded by the long white legs.

Gin raised his eyebrows slightly.

The black cat was lifted by two big hands and placed on the desk. It faced the cold keyboard with a confused expression, as if to say: Who am I? Where am I?

Seeing this, Lancer slipped in and closed the door quietly.

He was just like the black cat, even more clingy. He couldn't wait to climb onto Gin's lap, hugging his neck with both hands, and his eyes curled up happily.

"What are you thinking about?" Lancer asked him.

Gin hummed vaguely, caressed the back of his head with her palm, and said casually: "It's nothing."

"Looking at how worried you are, but I can't hear your voice, I'm quite worried about you." Lancer comforted him: "Just tell him if you have anything. With our current ability, no matter what we encounter, we can do it Very easy to solve.”

[System: Correct, from Versailles, a to-the-point answer. 】

Gin leaned back and looked at Lancer's eyes as he looked at him with the enthusiasm of a young man and the admiration and concern of a lover.

He showed everything he had in front of Gin almost without leaving any room, as if to tell him: Look, I'm about to give you my heart.

foolish.

But it made Gin feel that his cold heart was boiling and starting to beat crazily.

Gin pinched his earlobe and said nothing, as if he had nothing to say.

Seeing that he was unhappy, Lancer opened the system warehouse, pointed to the battleship he was most proud of and said: "Let's go to a place without people, and I will teach you how to drive the battleship. Although I think it is possible at this time It’s not useful at all, but how many men don’t like this kind of super hard-core weapon?”

indeed.

The black cat was swept to the floor along with the keyboard, mouse and a pile of folders on the desk. It was frightened and cursed at Gin several times.

"Meow-woo!"

Lancer, who was pressed on the desk, curled up his lips, with his large chest open, and his fair skin formed a sharp contrast with the dark tabletop.

He sighed with pretense of pity: "Oh, Gin-sama is scolding you very unpleasantly! What should I do? If there are no cans, it will be hard to coax~"

Gin grinded his teeth: "You call Gin to a cat, then who am I?"

The implication is that he changed his words.

Lancer really thought about this question seriously and said tentatively: "Kurosawa Formation?"

The man's face turned even darker.

"Then I can't call you a little crybaby, right?" Lancer couldn't laugh or cry, "And I don't remember the name of the person who was raised as the young master of the Karasuma family..."

[System: This is really troublesome, why don’t you call me husband? 】

Gin nodded: "Second."

Lancer made a desperate struggle: "Today I am the King of Heaven, and you are also my wife... I was wrong! Don't tear my clothes off!"