Belmode put the wine glass aside, reached out and hooked Otoi Hiroshi's neck, and the two kissed each other.

The entrance, which originally seemed a bit cold, became hot due to the body temperature of the two of them.

Otoi Hiroshi gradually pushed her to the wall, held her slender waist with both hands, and tasted the fragrance very seriously and skillfully.

Belmod closed his eyes, his long eyelashes trembling constantly, and it seemed that the oxygen in his body was being drained by him.

A few minutes later, Otoi Hiroshi raised his head, and a long thin line formed between his lips.

Before Belmode could recover, Hiroshi Otoi lifted her hair and kissed her white neck directly. The tickling feeling immediately made her tense up her body. She raised her head high, Let him climb and figure it out as he pleases.

Otoi Hiroshi's big hand moved down her waist and found the lower edge of her nightgown.

Then he reached in.

"Belmod." The gentle whisper, mixed with warm breath, teased her earlobe.

"No." Belmode suddenly held down his moving hand.

Otoi Hiroshi raised her head, and a few messy strands of golden hair were stuck to her moist forehead, crimson cheeks, slipped shoulder straps, and twisted waist.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

She inserted her fingers into her hair along her forehead and pushed all the messy hair back. "I'll go meet someone with you first. When I come back, you can do whatever you want..."

……

Pushing open the heavy door of the restaurant, what unfolds in front of you is a large space with a luxurious style. The gorgeous crystal chandelier on the ceiling reflects dreamlike colorful light from every angle.

The gorgeous European-style tables and chairs and the small and exquisite bar are all painted in pure white, exuding an aristocratic atmosphere.

Bermod wore a sexy and charming red evening dress and chose a seat by the window to sit down. At her signal, Otoi Hiroshi sat next to her.

The band in the corner of the restaurant is playing soft jazz, and the beautiful melody and elegant atmosphere inject more romance into the night.

While waiting for the person in her mouth, Hiroshi Otoi flipped through the wine list casually. Any of the numbers above are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Although he didn't feel anything about it, he somewhat understood why Gin kept talking about insufficient funds every day.

Some people work diligently in wineries, but in the end they all end up working undercover.

Some people eat and drink at public expense, travel at public expense, and have fun at public expense.

No wonder he has so much resentment towards Belmod.

As for Belmod wanting to take him to meet people, there was no need to think about it, there was no one else but Touko.

This pair of winery sisters are classic winery rebels.

Just when he turned his gaze from the wine list to the interior of the restaurant, a man with short brown hair and a black suit came over.

"Long wait." He gently pulled out his chair and sat across from the two of them.

"You're late, Bourbon." Belmode put the back of his hand on his cheek.

"I encountered something a little bit on the way. Speaking of which, who is this?" he asked without leaving any trace.

"Lark."

Otoi Hiroshi handed the wine list to the waiter who just came.

"I've heard about it for a long time. I heard that you performed very well in the previous missions." Amuro Toru said with a smile.

Otoi Hiroshi shook his head and said with a smile: "It's just luck. I often hear Belmode mention you and say you are very powerful."

The waiter brought the ordered red wine and poured it for the three of them.

Belmod held the stem of the cup and shook it gently: "Are you two having fun? Just say useless things."

The two of them smiled slightly.

Toru Amuro put down the knife and fork in his hand and wiped his mouth gracefully.

"Ah, isn't it to your liking?" Belmode asked softly.

Toru Amuro said: "No such thing, it tastes pretty good."

"But I see that you don't seem to be happy after eating." Belmod raised the wine glass and took a sip.

"I'm really sorry. I really envy others who can talk about business and enjoy delicious food at the same time. It's a pity that I can't do this." Toru Amuro said regretfully.

"Here are desserts for three of you." The waiter came over again.

It is a delicacy that is grilled on a pan - fruit pancakes.

Under the constant fiddling with the waiter, a faint aroma gradually overflowed.

“Finally, pour Cointreau…”

The waiter poured the wine into it. The moment the alcohol blended in, a brilliant flame instantly rose and began to burn continuously.

"Wine burning," Belmode lowered his head slightly, "This is a cooking method that uses fire to remove the alcohol in foreign wine and bring the aroma of wine to the ingredients. It leaves no trace and at the same time, the fragrant aroma of wine permeates all the ingredients. In the ingredients.”

"Are you alluding to this?" Toru Amuro crossed his fingers on his chin, "Are you alluding to us people?"

Otoi Hiroshi listened quietly to the exchange between the two, with flames reflected in his eyes and nothing else.

"Aren't we pretty good people?"

Hiroshi Otoi looked at Toru Amuro.

Their sights merged in the swaying firelight, like converging streams, like colorful rays of light.

"That's right." Toru Amuro raised his glass and touched it with him.

"It seems you two can get along well." Belmod smiled.

Hiroshi Otoi raised his glass again: “We met because of the organization’s funding.”

"Haha, funny."

In this regard, the largest anti-bone cub alliance in the winery was established.

After watching the two people leave, Toru Amuro stood under the night sky, the wind blowing his tea-haired hair.

"If one day, only by sacrificing me can we build the spring of a new world, I think I will not hesitate. It would be the same for you, right, Jingguang."

……

Back in the apartment, as soon as he entered the entrance hall, Belmod suddenly stopped.

She moved her long hair to one side, and Hiroshi Otoi stepped forward and slowly unbuttoned the buttons one by one from behind.

As he moved slowly, Belmod's slender collarbone, snow-white skin wrapped in underwear, and flat and smooth back were all exposed in the dim light.

"Underwear," she whispered.

Hiroshi Otoi inserted his fingers into the center of the lock of the underwear, and with a slight flick, the seductive black underwear fell off.

Belmod protected his chest with one hand and turned around slowly. Hiroshi Otoi took a deep breath, hugged the princess directly, and rushed to the bedroom.

Then he threw her onto the bed.

Belmod put the back of his hand on his forehead, and under the stimulation of alcohol, his fair body turned red.

Hiroshi Otoi leaned up and sniffed her neck.

Because of the itch, Belmode let out a charming and touching laugh.

Finally, she panted slightly and pushed away Otoi Hiroshi's sniffing face.

"You wait for me for a while."

When she reappeared, she had put on a pure black and attractive leather coat, with a light white halo exposed in the deep V neckline.

Holding a thick leather whip in his hand, he strolled towards Otoi Hiroshi.

[Question: 0.618 is a number that represents what? 】

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