Yokohama Hearts Fraudster

It was too late to say it, and the second the door closed, Izumi Ren almost pushed Dazai away, and carefully tidied up the open front of her chest.

Perhaps because he didn't expect that a stranger would come to disrupt the situation, Dazai Osamu was still a little stunned, and it was not too hard to clasp his wrist.

Therefore, He Quanlian only broke free slightly, and quickly left his bondage.

After quickly fastening the buttons, Izumi Ren picked up the tie that had been thrown on the ground, completely ignoring Dazai Osamu's expression, and opened the door first.

Outside the door, the face of Guangjin Liulang with an embarrassed expression happened to be revealed.

The moment he saw He Quanlian, he immediately returned to his usual poker face, but his nervousness and bewilderment could be seen through the slightly wandering eyes and the slight stiffness at the corners of his lips.

It seemed that he hadn't expected it to be over so quickly inside, and his disguise was not perfect.

"Mr. Hirotsu."

After becoming Dazai Osamu's assistant, Izumi Ren also had contact with Black Lizard several times, and for Hirotsu Ryuunami, who is a bit older but gentlemanly and elegant old man, Izumi Ren also likes to contact him very much.

He showed a bright smile as always, as if the embarrassment just now did not exist: "Are you here to find Mr. Dazai?"

"Exactly." Guangjin Liulang looked at him a little hesitantly, his eyes turned around on the somewhat messy collar, and said thoughtfully: "I can come later."

"Of course not." Izumi Ren opened the door, deliberately vacating a path for one person to pass through, and said nonsense in a serious manner, "Mr. Dazai just wanted to measure the size of my clothes, and the measurement is now over."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to look at Dazai Osamu who was interested in observing this side, and smiled slightly: "Right, Mr. Dazai."

For some reason, Osamu Dazai faintly heard the gnashing of teeth hidden in these words, coupled with the sinister murderous look in He Quanlian's smile, he really couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Noticing He Quanlian's expression that was almost black again for a moment, he surrendered with a smile.

"Yes, it's not something to avoid."

It was rare for him to speak along He Quanlian's reason, and his smiling appearance made it hard to tell whether it was true or not.

"It turns out that this is the case, I misunderstood."

Guangjin Liulang also nodded in agreement, showing a relaxed look on his face.

But in fact, whether such a reluctant reason will be believed or not, no one knows except himself.

However, He Quanlian knows that Guangjin Liulang is a very loyal and smart person, he will know through thousands of ways what the boss wants him to know, and he will pretend to be deaf and dumb when the boss wants him to shut up Death will also be suffocated in the stomach.

This is the wisdom and philosophy of life that I have learned from staying in black-hearted companies like Hong Kong and black all the year round.

He Quanlian is very assured of his ability to keep secrets.

"Since the two of you have a task to talk to, I'll avoid it for now."

Just like the most common assistant, Izumi also cleverly kept a low profile and the principle of not being a big deal. For such a somewhat confidential mission, unless Osamu Dazai forced him to stay, he would never stay here to listen more one word.

In fact, Hequanlian is not interested in missions or organization secrets at all. The only reason he stays here is Chuya Chuya and stealing treasures, and he doesn't care about other things at all.

After stepping back from Dazai Osamu's room, Izumi Ren breathed a sigh of relief.

When the panic subsided and his calm mind was able to think about the problem, he finally realized the profound meaning of Osamu Dazai's behavior just now.

He would take off his clothes if he disagreed with him, but he still refused to reveal the purpose.

Apart from playing hooligans in an upright manner, perhaps what Osamu Dazai wanted was to observe the position behind his waist.

After all, Moon Shadow Mask had injured his waist yesterday, leaving scars that could not disappear according to common sense.

Coupled with what Osamu Dazai said just now about monitoring him sleeping last night, it can almost be concluded that Osamu Dazai is still doubting his true identity, and the lifting of his clothes this time is a violent attack by the other party.

Thinking of this, He Quanlian paused, and clicked her tongue in annoyance.

Tsk, if he had figured this out earlier, he would obediently take off his clothes and show it to Osamu Dazai. Now his waist is very smooth, which can be used as the key evidence to deny that he is the Tsukikage Mask!

If Osamu Dazai hadn't played hooligans too fast and too abruptly, causing his brain to be in a state of confusion, his innocence would have been cleared long ago!

It is useless to regret the past now, Izumi Ren secretly decided that she must confront Osamu Dazai again in a while, and take off her clothes to prove her innocence!

That's right, even if he needs to be naked from the upper body, he can only bear it!

Hequanlian Dayi adjusted the top button of his shirt awe-inspiringly. His solemn and firm face looked like a hero who was going to die bravely.

But before he was about to face Osamu Dazai for acting, the first thing he met was a rather familiar mafia subordinate.

It was just the most accidental encounter in the corridor, and the eyes of the mafia subordinates suddenly lit up, and he came to He Quanlian on his own initiative, and said first: "He Quan, I remember that you have some friendship with Mr. Zhongyuan, right? !"

"Mr. Zhongyuan?" He Quanlian nodded in confusion, "There is indeed friendship, what's wrong?"

Hearing this, the expressions of the mafia subordinates became more and more bright. If you want to describe it, it is more like the feeling of seeing Chuyang through the clouds and mist.

"It's really great, come with me, Mr. Zhongyuan needs you!"

Even though he didn't hear his purpose, He Quanlian followed his footsteps instantly as if he had been bewitched.

He will pay close attention to anything related to Chuya in the Central Plains, not to mention the worrisome adjective 'need you'.

He remembered all the things he had met with Nakahara Chuya last night, his brows were slightly frowned, and various conjectures arose in his mind, such as the side effects caused by taking too many medicines, or the fact that the other party was inadvertently affected by the drug last night. hurt.

In short, his heart has been suffering from pain, coupled with the mafia subordinates still solemnly entrusting him with weird lines such as "don't be afraid", "stabilize your mind", "persist for an hour and you'll be fine". It made him uneasy.

When he reached Chuya Nakahara's room, the worry in He Quanlian's heart almost reached its peak, and the mafia subordinate took a deep look at him, and opened the door for him himself, and he walked in logically.

He didn't see the self-seeking eyes of the mafia subordinate behind him, this was the second time He Quanlian stepped into Zhongya's room, and he became a little familiar.

He deftly walked around the corridor of the entrance to the bedroom. He didn't see anything strange along the way, but he sniffed the air lightly with his nostrils, and suddenly smelled a strong smell of alcohol.

...Could it be? !

A possibility emerged in He Quanlian's heart, and hurriedly walked towards the house.

As a result, when he looked up, he saw messy decorations all over the floor, and Zhong Yuanzhong, who was only wearing a fashionable vest, was leaning on the sofa chair, holding an opened bottle of red wine in his hand.

There was an empty wine glass on the small table next to him, and a few messy books were teetering on the edge of the table, and it was not surprising when they fell to the ground.

Nakahara Chuya himself was also obviously delirious, his face turned red, showing a sense of confusion paralyzed by alcohol.

Different from the blush when he was molested, after he was drunk, even his neck was crimson, and his arms kept waving in the air, and he was still muttering something, completely drunk.

He Quanlian's restless heart immediately retracted.

He shook his head helplessly, never thinking that this person was just drunk.

Then what is that mafia doing with such a nervous look on his face? Isn't this obviously misleading!

No one knows how scary Zhongye Zhongye is after being drunk, and the bold and fearless He Quanlian took two steps forward bravely, closing the distance with Zhongye Zhongye: "Zhongye."

He tentatively called Chuya Nakahara's name.

Still reacting to his own name, Zhong Yuan moved his eyes in confusion, his wet pupils focused for a while, and finally caught his figure.

"……lotus?"

After staring at He Quanlian's face for a while, he opened his mouth and called out a name slowly.

He Quanlian couldn't help being startled, when Zhongyuan Zhong also called him, he always called him by his surname, but now he only called him by his first name affectionately, this was the first time.

Is it possible that Zhong will also tell the truth after being drunk?Become less arrogant?

Thinking of this possibility, He Quanlian was so excited that he exploded, so it can be said that being drunk was a very rare opportunity to hear the truth from the other party, how could he miss it.

So He Quanlian really gave up the idea of ​​feeding him sober medicine, instead secretly sat on the chair next to Nakahara Nakaya, watching the other person's expression with great interest.

"It's me." He Quanlian asked intentionally, "Are you happy to see me?"

"..." The brain paralyzed by alcohol will always slow down, and Zhong Yuanzhong also paused for a while, and then nodded slowly after a few seconds, like a sloth in the animal kingdom, " open, happy."

Sure enough, the answer was very honest.

He Quanlian's eyes lit up, and the eager desires in her heart could hardly be suppressed anymore.

"Why are you happy?" Like a bewitching succubus, he lowered his voice slightly, letting his deep and magnetic voice flow slowly, "You, like me?"

In his expectant sight, Zhong Yuanzhong also blinked his eyes clearer than the sky, and nodded again: "I like it."

The Izumi lotus heart that was about to explode was in full bloom.

But just in case, Izumilian asked again: "Do you like Dazai?"

It doesn't matter if you don't mention this sentence, as soon as you mention it, it's like touching some kind of incredible switch, Nakahara Nakaya's ignorant eyes suddenly become sharp, and he directly stands on the ground with all his strength, waving He started to hold the dangerous wine bottle, and laughed ferociously.

"Hi, hahaha, go to hell, bastard Dazai, I'll break your neck! Hahaha, go to hell!"

The erratic swipe action directly swung the nearby ornaments out of the air, and the few books that were already on the verge of falling finally couldn't bear the pressure, and fell heavily to the ground, making a dull sound.

However, this sound was not stopped. As Zhong Yuan Zhong, who was completely having fun, waved his arms vigorously, more and more things fell on the ground, and then there were three harsh noises.

Coupled with the weird opera-like singing in his ears, He Quanlian was dumbfounded when he saw it.

Oh my god...is this just drunkenness?

It was so intense that he couldn't handle it alone!

Reluctantly, He Quanlian remembered the meaningful eyes of the mafia subordinates, and finally understood the meaning of the other party's entrustment.

It seems that the story of Zhong Ye's poor drinking capacity and his love for drunkenness has already spread throughout the organization. This time, the mafia subordinates unanimously decided to arrest an uninformed person to stop him from being taken advantage of.

And this matter, so fortunately fell on He Quanlian herself.

In front of Zhongyuan, Zhongyuan was also tossing harder and harder, He Quanlian supported her forehead with a headache, she really didn't expect the wine quality of the other party to be so bad.

But it would be even more uncontrollable to let him continue to mess around like this, He Quanlian's eyes froze, and suddenly picked up the quilt on the bed, shook it vigorously in the air, and then threw it directly at Zhongya Zhongya.

In the hazy state of the Central Plains, there was not much resistance, so he was wrapped in the quilt, and he hesitated for a moment.

Taking advantage of this, He Quanlian quickly wrapped the corner of the quilt around his side a few times.

A few seconds later, a Zhongye Xiaotuanzi wrapped in a pure white quilt, with only a red face exposed, was freshly out of the oven.

Looking at Nakahara Chuya, who was obediently wrapped in the quilt, with a confused expression on his face, Hequanlian nodded with great satisfaction, and pushed him back on the seat with a casual push.

Like a silkworm baby, Nakahara Zhongya sank into the seat, as if he wanted to move his arms, but the restraint of the quilt made him almost unable to move, so he could only twist his body in vain: "Um..."

"Zhongya." In order to prevent him from tearing the good quilt with his supernatural power, He Quanlian quickly opened up the topic to attract his attention, "What do you think of the Moon Shadow Mask?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, even He Quanlian was a little startled. He didn't want to ask such a question that might reveal his identity, but his mouth moved automatically.

Perhaps in his heart, he was looking forward to it.

Even if there is only a slight possibility, Zhong will say the word like.

"...Moon Shadow?" Seemed to be confused who the name was, a few seconds later, grievance and dissatisfaction appeared in those blue eyes, the corners of his mouth twitched, and he groaned, "That guy, it's really too much!" Hate it!"

This sentence was so fluent that it didn't look like a drunk person said, He Quanlian's heart jumped slightly, and he quickly observed the expression of Nakahara Chuya.

But obviously, this childish tone of complaining like a child proves that the other party's brain is not clear yet.

He Quanlian asked tentatively: "Why?"

"That guy doesn't know how to be ashamed or ashamed at what he said and said. How can I reply, hiccup!" He said intermittently, hiccupping constantly, "Besides, he also pinched my waist and my buttocks. Fart, ass, hands and feet, such a jerk!"

On the face of Nakahara Chuya, there was an extremely aggrieved expression like a cub, and he was even closer to the feeling of the little dumpling. He Quanlian only felt that his heart was about to be cut off, and he was more eager to try, resting his chin with one hand, and his eyes could not blink. Blinking stared into his face.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't realize that his cunning eyes were hidden, but kept talking as if he wanted to confide all these grievances.

"Likes to play tricks, steal my underwear, and gnaw my neck!"

"He doesn't know this, this will make me feel ashamed and want to bury myself in the quilt? Hiccup, damn...why do I have to think about that bastard and think I can't sleep."

"It's so annoying, it's so, so annoying Hiccup..."

The complaints that came one after another made He Quanlian couldn't help but curl her lips, and what appeared on her lips was the most gentle smile that was rarely seen.

Rather than scolding him, these complaints are more like expressing affection for him.

That's right, I can't sleep thinking about him at night...

Oops, what should I do if the smile on my face can't calm down.

Hequanlian snickered beside him, but Zhongyuan Zhongye suddenly muttered his true heart that he would never utter normally.

"Last night, he, he even kissed me! Can you believe it!"

It seems that he no longer recognizes who the person in front of him is. His eyes are blurred and unfocused. He just stares blankly at the open space on one side. He doesn't need the approval of others, and he starts talking to himself.

"That's my first time... What kind of bastard is this, it's so annoying, huh!" Constantly humming coldly, Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned in annoyance, his arms began to struggle again, "I want wine, drink ! Forget about that nasty bastard, where's the wine!"

Hearing this, He Quanlian finally realized something, he was still guessing why Zhong would suddenly drink to the point of drinking madness.

It turned out that all the culprits were because of him.

Thinking of the kiss last night, He Quanlian's ears couldn't help feeling a little warm.

It's just a touch of lips touching lips, logically speaking, it's not a real kiss, but when He Quanlian was led to bend down, his mind was almost blank.

In that narrow and enclosed space, with the beating heart and the ambiguous hot breath, it seemed that all thoughts had been left behind.

He just wanted to obey his instinct and kiss those rosy lips, without thinking about any consequences, and he didn't care about the troubles that would arise from doing so.

Perhaps, in his heart, this person named Chuya Zhongyuan has already occupied a very important position.

It was so important that he could put aside his rationality and love each other wholeheartedly.

He was intoxicated by the trembling kiss that made every cell in his body happy, but he didn't know what Zhong Yuanzhong was thinking.

He Quanlian was a little afraid to hear the answer, but also looked forward to hearing the answer.

And the drunk Zhong Yuanzhong was obviously a good opportunity to inquire. He suppressed his heart that was beating violently, leaned his body forward subconsciously, and uttered a syllable dryly from his throat.

"...How do you feel about that kiss?"

"..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned in confusion, remained silent, and did not respond at all as time passed bit by bit, until He Quanlian's heart was about to hang, he shook his head slowly: "No, Don't know. Forgot, hiccup."

He Quanlian's disappointment was about to overflow his eyes.

But not to mention Nakahara Chuya, even Izumiren herself can only remember the feeling of being so tense that it exploded. If it is about the touch of the lips or something, the brain is blank without the slightest impression.

I am afraid that in that atmosphere, it is really incredible to be able to remember the feeling.

He Quanlian's silver eyes suddenly emitted a fine light, like the Milky Way at night, lighting up the entire dark night.

"So, do you want to feel it again?"

He murmured in a low voice, as if a little devil flapping its wings was tempting innocent humans.

He licked his lips, making the already beautiful lips fuller, and the tenderness in his eyes, entangled in the heart like vines.

"What, what?" Nakahara's dull nerves didn't make him aware of the burning heat of the atmosphere, he just looked at Hequanlian dimly with those soft blue eyes.

"I heard that kissing is sweet." He Quanlian smiled at him, stood up suddenly and walked in front of him, then leaned into her body slightly, almost touching the tip of her nose, closing the distance between the two of them: "Come and have a taste." Do you want to taste it?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked directly at those beautiful eyes. Subconsciously, he liked such clean and clear eyes very much.

As if bewitched, he nodded subconsciously.

"Well……"

In the next second, the magnified handsome face in front of him occupied his entire field of vision, and after that, his lips touched a piece of softness.

Some warm, cotton-like touch extended from the lips, and with the crushing and nibbling, it began to splash a piece of heat again.

The numb and itchy feeling seemed to surge from the lips to the scalp, and weak currents flowed through Chuya Nakahara's fingertips, spine, brain, and finally flowed into the heart.

This weird and refreshing feeling made him feel uncomfortable all over, he couldn't help but let out a soft snort, and slightly opened the corners of his eyes that were narrowed into a small slit because of the comfort.

In the hazy field of vision, he seemed to see the slender and thick eyelids constantly trembling, reminiscent of butterflies flying among the flowers.

And in the white eyelids, there was a tiny mole hidden there, which disappeared as soon as the eyelids were opened.

Instead, those familiar clear eyes are brighter than the stars in the sky and gentler than the light of the moonlight.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also intoxicated by this comfort, and began to try to learn to respond.

His movements are very clumsy and slow, but with each adjustment he becomes more proficient, and he gradually begins to turn back.

He Quanlian squinted her eyes and looked at Nakahara Chuya, who was almost able to overtake him, and a cunning streak suddenly flashed in her eyes.

Immediately afterwards, he clamped the opponent's tiger's mouth with his palm, and when the white tooth shell inadvertently revealed a gap, he dexterously drilled his tongue in.

A very sweet kiss, domineeringly occupying all of Zhongye in the Central Plains.

The collision of tongues, the ambiguous and rapid breathing, the smooth and dripping lingering...

Nakahara Chuya's eyes widened suddenly.

The author has something to say: I can write 2k words in the next chapter with a kiss, and I don’t even know what I’m writing.

Only tomorrow (Wednesday) will change the update time, please pay attention

In addition, the vest will not be taken off so quickly, don't worry~

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感谢在2020-06-0721:19:32~2020-06-0814:40:36期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: 1 Jiying Guiwei;

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: Ji Ying Guiwei, He Tong, Jing Zhe, and -Kulolo Ju water 1;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：帕洛斯36瓶；独自一人的雨天17瓶；季鹰归未16瓶；惊蛰、Friedvrual10瓶；阿尔5瓶；chuya的男人、-库洛洛巨补水、53er1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!