Hong Kong black cadres hate mackerel

The bastard mackerel was trampled under his feet, and he was still distracted.

Nakahara Chuya's face was darkened with displeasure, and he stepped on Dazai Zhi's thin shoulder with great strength, taking a panoramic view of Dazai Zhi's small movements of frowning slightly.

I feel a little better about being ignored.

Nakahara Chuya hooked the corners of his lips viciously, and rubbed the water on Yubai's soles on Dazai Osamu's white shirt as if to be disgusting, and then rubbed it.The shirt fabric on the shoulder was completely soaked in hot water, and there were a few mischievous drops of water rolling down from the skin...

All the way, it spread across the porcelain white smooth instep, and flowed to the lonely slightly protruding ankle.The color is so unbearable.

"Dead mackerel, suicide stupid? Huh?"

Nakahara Chuya's voice is low and hoarse, and every time he speaks provocatively, he always raises the end of it slightly, revealing frivolity and rebellion.At this moment, it is not appropriate to pick up the ending sound slightly, which is a bit tempting.

Hey, hey, when did Chuya, the irritable little slug, get so slutty?Obviously a violent slug.

"That's not it." Osamu Dazai twitched his lips. "Because Chuya stepped on me with his dirty feet, it made me so disgusted that I couldn't speak!"

"Tch." Central Plains also disliked it. "Why didn't it just disgust you to death?"

Osamu Dazai pursed his lips with a look of disgust, but he unconsciously remembered the scene where his little partner was floating on the ceiling while controlling the gravity.

Chuya at that time...

Long, slender legs, a small section of smooth white ankle exposed under the black trousers, thin, small, white, with a single touch of white.

A corner protruded from the black trousers.

The black leather gloves that Chu also often wears, and the white skin that is occasionally exposed so casually, the color is amazing.

Just like now.

Osamu Dazai's Adam's apple moved, and he grasped the evil white ankle, Chuya shrank from the scorching heat, and was tightened by Dazai's hands.

"Let go."

"Zhongye is really too much. It was you who kicked me, and you are the one who stepped on me now. Can't I resist? It's so fierce."

The boy let out his voice softly from his lips, revealing the meaning of being coquettish. The bandage that had been wrapped around one eye was loosened during the interaction, and the beautifully shaped eyes were exposed from the bandage, and the eyes were full of iris. Gotta overdo it.

"chuya."

"what?"

Zhong Yuan was also caught off guard when Dazai called his name, he raised his eyelids reflexively to look at him, and responded aloud.I found that Dazai looked at him with strange eyes. Normally, Dazai always looked at people with one eye. At this moment, the bandage on one side was loosened, revealing the beautiful eye shape. Usually, I just think his eye shape is beautiful. Now The eyes on both sides are exposed, the tails of the eyes are slender and upward, and the peach blossom eyes are not smiling, but they still show a bit of romance and tenderness.

The iris-colored pupils, like glass beads, reflected the gentle light, and they were more delicate and soft than usual. The fair and small face matched with the jet-black slightly curly hair, exquisite and beautiful.

But the way this guy looked at him was really awkward.Nakahara Nakaya immediately grabbed Dazai's feet unceremoniously, and kicked Dazai again.

"What are you doing, don't look at me with such disgusting eyes, bastard!! If you want to be beaten, you can just say so."

As soon as the words fell, Dazai Osamu chuckled a few times, and then withdrew the hand that was holding his ankle, and slowly got up from the smooth floor tiles.The voice is soft and waxy, which can easily soften people's hearts.

Osamu Dazai said in a slow voice: "Really, don't you need to be so nervous, little slug? It's okay to disgust each other. Isn't it common for us to disgust each other? I just came here to ask you, are you sure that Hongmao will be your partner? This is the last Here's a chance."

partner.

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his lips, wanting to say yes.Somehow, the image of Hongmao suppressing his powers and going berserk in the bar came back to his mind: The unexpectedly gentle Hongmao might not be suitable for the Mafia.

Being gentle and unobtrusive does not mean that he will be a murderous person, although the red-haired face seems to fit the standard of a "villain" in Hong Kong.

"...Maybe." Chuya Nakahara muttered and gave Osamu Dazai a vague answer, and leaned against the bathtub idly wrapped in a bath towel.He crossed his arms and looked at Osamu Dazai with a puzzled look on his face. "Why do you ask this? Heck, why are you so anxious to find me a new partner?"

I don't know who can't wait to find a partner.

"I thought I covered it up well?" Osamu Dazai happily replied, tearing off the loose bandage, "Wow, you don't need to be with violent slugs anymore, I believe there are many beautiful women who are willing to die with me. And no one interfered with my suicide, it’s not too good.”

His voice was soft, and it sounded like he was about to get a jar of good candy, not the joy of a successful suicide.Just don't be too happy.

It's a pity that the second person present was obviously not very happy.

"You guys can't live well?" Nakahara Chuya put his hands around the bathtub, his tone impatient. "Isn't it good to have a good relationship with a woman and have children?"

"Wow." Dazai smacked his tongue in surprise, his pink and jade-carved little face had an exaggerated expression, and based on his understanding of Chuya, he immediately knew that this was his plan. "Is Chuya's dream so simple? An ordinary love and childbirth?"

Osamu Dazai's tone was exaggerated and blunt, with an undisguised sense of mockery in his tone. He wanted Chuya Nakahara to realize deeply: as a mafia, how can the dream of a part-time combat power ceiling be so mediocre.

With high interest and a smile, he waited for his little partner to become angry, and then turned up the volume to refute himself.However, I didn't expect——

"Yes." Zhong Yuanzhong was also calmer than him. "is it not OK."

"…………"

The feeling of being discouraged suddenly has several meanings.

Osamu Dazai: Little slug, do you dare to follow the procedure?At this time, you should refute, refute! ! !

Um, can't you seek a stable life if you are the first in combat power?

Nakahara Nakahara looked at the shocked Osamu Dazai in wonder, and scratched his orange hair, wondering what the hell Dazai Osamu was surprised about, but Mackerel's thoughts were as unusual as his whole being.

He didn't even bother to guess.

Nakahara Nakaya yawned and stood up, staggering away from Osamu Dazai who was standing in front of him. "If it's okay, I'll go to sleep."

He was just saying politely, but Osamu Dazai grabbed his bathrobe in a rare way.Nakahara Chuya paused, and looked back in surprise.Seeing Dazai Osamu's delicate and soft face, unexpectedly appeared angrily.

Well, did he say anything just now?

"What are you doing?" Zhong Yuanzhong also yawned again due to sleepiness, mist appeared in his beautiful ice-blue pupils, and after blinking, there was still a glint of water. "Just say what you have to say, what are you doing talking about?"

"Chuya." Dazai Osamu's fat little face was a bit stuffy, although the palm-sized face was very cute, and the iris-colored pupils revealed a dark tone faintly. "I seriously want to confirm one thing with you."

Although the words are soft, the ending sound carries the danger of deterrence.

"Oh." Zhongyuan Zhong also looked back at the other party blankly, "I have never loved, I have no children, save the leader, you can go away."

"........."

"........."

"I haven't said it yet!!!"

It seems that if you don't let the bastard mackerel say it, you won't be able to leave.

After tossing around during the day, when he was sleepy, Zhong Yuanzhong really didn't want to waste any more energy, so he yawned a third time. "Say it, I'll beat you again!!!"

"Chu is just a little slug, it's too wronged for women to marry and have children." Osamu Dazai smiled and said, "It's better to find the master. Although I also dislike Zhong, he always prevents me from committing suicide, but compared to delaying For women's happiness, I'd better sacrifice myself~"

Osamu Dazai, are you sick? ?What are the meanings of this reluctant tone, who cares about it!

Nakahara patted Osamu Dazai's hand, and suggested sincerely. "Then you'd better die."

"........."

Hold?

*****

It wasn't until Nakahara Zhongya got up from the bathroom, huddled under the bed, was eroded by sleepiness, and was about to fall asleep in a daze, that he suddenly remembered: a guy who only said that he didn't sleep well for two consecutive nights in the hospital and had dark circles under his eyes today Why didn't you come to pester him to sleep together? ?

He didn't even realize that his little partner was in the angry Zhongyuan, so he just thought about it casually and fell asleep hugging the pillow.

When Nakahara Zhongya got up, he found a post-it note on the coffee table in the living room, with an ugly slug drawn on it, and the words next to it:

Little slug, Mr. Mori wants to see your little red hair today, remember to take your little red hair with you.

"??????"

Dazaiji, you are sick, what the hell is this? ? ?