On the Possibility of Being with the Chief Jae HE

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"Central Plains Central."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also sitting in the passenger seat, the roof of the car was wide open, and the cool wind blew his thick orange hair into the air. He was holding a cigarette between his fingers on the window frame, and the scarlet fire flickered on and off. "Um?"

"..."

Claremont glanced at Nakahara Chuya who didn't raise his eyebrows. The handsome young man looked out of the window with his face sideways. From his position, he could only see the tall nose bridge and sharp jaw of the other party. His soft and slightly curly orange hair fell on the porcelain. In Bai's ears, there was something indescribable, which belonged to the lust of a mature man.

especially……

Mr. Claremont's eyes fell on Zhong Yuanzhong's wrist, which was also casually resting on the car window. The black half-palm leather glove outlined a small and slender palm, but a small section of white wrist from the cuff of the wine red shirt to the half-palm glove was white. startling.

"You keep looking at me." Zhong Yuan also turned his head to look at Mr. Claremont. "If you have any questions, just tell me, why are you so reserved tonight?"

"You said I was not reserved at other nights?" Claremont, who was caught by Nakaya's eyes, retorted instinctively, and when he realized what he said was ambiguous, he became angry again: "You on purpose!"

That's right, he was intentional, rebellious, and just the right cuteness made Chuya feel a little better.

Zhong Yuanzhong also leaned back a little, twisted out the cigarette butt.The ice-blue eyes glanced at the building of the headquarters of Hong Kong and Hei and said, "What do you want to ask? Tell me, I'm going to the headquarters of Hong Kong and Hei."

The operator at the back of the car still needs to be interrogated.

They knew what they didn't say.

"..." Sir Claremont stepped on the brakes, his blond hair was thick and lingering on his porcelain white smooth face, his thin shoulders were thin and tall, and his stubbornness and unyieldingness could be vaguely seen from his stubborn and straight back. "You want me to join the Hong Kong and Black Headquarters?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also pressed the cigarette butts in the ashtray. "You found out?"

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Sir Claremont sneered, with an arrogant look on his brows and eyes. "The man with half of his eye wrapped around looked at me as if he was looking at a dead object. With his city power, it's easy to kill me without anyone noticing, right?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also didn't respond to Mr. Claremont's evaluation, and looked forward. For some reason, Dazai appeared in the nightclub in front of the asphalt road intertwined with light and shadow.

Lonely, ethereal, lonely, gloomy.

This guy has always been putting on airs. When he was 15 years old, Dazai deceived him countless times with that soft appearance.

In the Central Plains, there is only Tao. "Um."

"So." Claremont emphasized his tone: "I want to know your thoughts."

Zhong Yuan raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, "Me?"

What a surprising question, he thought that the rebellious little boy had nothing to fear.Now I suddenly want to hear his thoughts and opinions, is it because I regard him as one of my own?

"Cough, why are you looking at me like that!" Sir Claremont blushed and said dryly, "If I enter Hong Kong, am I bound to freedom and can only become a grasshopper on the same boat as you? That person is still your leader, I ask you what's wrong!"

"I think you can stay with me."

Sir Claremont wanted to continue chatting, when he suddenly heard a faint answer from his side, just this one sentence made Sir Claremont stunned, who was bluffing and trying to find reasons for himself. He stared blankly at the handsome man leaning in the passenger seat, calm and composed.

"Do you need any more reasons?" Zhong Yuanzhong also caught Claremont's dazed gaze, thought for a while, and then laughed. "Whether it's a funder or a cadre, isn't it natural to keep you by my side? You can think that I am protecting you, or that I am here..."

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his jaw.

"Tempted by beauty*."

Sir Claremont paused for breath, with a look of disgust on his face: "Obviously it was you who misunderstood what you said, which caused me to come here to find you to play the game of the gold master and the little boy. You have an affair with the leader in private! Now he will find me The trouble is all because of you!! Don't think I will be cheated!!!"

So, where on earth did you know he was having an affair with the bastard leader.

Zhong Yuanzhong is also very helpless, but it is impossible to tell others that his leader's weakness is Jia B C Ding of a certain bar. "Ah, you discovered all of this."

"........."

You admitted it too quickly, benefactor!

So Zhongyuan Zhongye was less than one kilometer away from the Hong Kong Hei Building, and was driven out of the car by the arrogant and distraught little boy, and then drove away in his limited edition luxury car.

"... more and more like a little boy who is proud of his favor."

His temper is as bad as the arrogant and domineering 16-year-old him.

Zhong Yuanzhong also rubbed his neck, feeling a little emotional, and easily carried the informant back to the Ganghei Building.

*****

The sky outside the iron window is still thick and dark blue, and the moon is leaning on the misty clouds, exuding a faint moonlight, spreading into the dungeon with the skylight open, and the damp smell in the air is mixed with the long-lasting musty smell.

Mixed together, they formed an indescribable stink, forming a unique atmosphere in the interrogation room.

Zhong Yuanzhong also hooked his fingers, and the bucket next to him was filled with dark red light, which was lifted up by an invisible force and splashed on the operator's body.

"Wow!"

The whole body of the operator was wet, and he could no longer see the chic and restrained in the nightclub before, and the water flowed out from the hem of the operator's clothes and trousers.The fainted informant closed his eyes and showed no signs of waking up. Zhongya Zhongya snapped his fingers again, and the second bucket of water glowed red.

The next moment, it disappeared.

"Boss." Zhong Yuanzhong also threw back the torture tool, "What a coincidence, I can meet you in the dungeon."

A man in a black windbreaker walked into the interrogation room with a stern face, his hostility and coldness were barely concealed, his tone was lazy and spiritless, but his words were unambiguous.

"What a coincidence? That's too much, Chuya knows I'm here for you."

knowing that?

No,**.All he knows is that you are in a bad mood and deliberately came to find fault with your enemy.

Zhong Yuanzhong also sneered: "Boss, is the desire to conquer Alpha so strong?"

-Is the desire to conquer alpha so strong?

No.

He is just a picky eater, paranoid and has a desire to conquer the Alpha named Nakahara Chuya, other alphas are nothing.

The petite and thin figure stood in front of him, the slightly long strand of hair was pushed aside to reveal the fair and graceful fragile neck, the white skin and black collar made him want to take a bite.

Osamu Dazai couldn't help approaching Nakahara Chuya step by step, as if he was bewitched, he pulled his hand carelessly stroking the leather glove,

Slightly bowing her noble neck,

The gloves tightly attached to the slender palms made his iris eyes hot and deep,

Sen Bai's teeth bit his joints gently, before biting his fingertips to reveal the white and tender skin under the glove.

Osamu Dazai pressed his hot lips against Nakaya's soft white earlobe, and laughed hoarsely.

"Since Zhongye is also my most capable subordinate, solving physical problems is also within Zhongye's task, right? Troubleshooting doesn't matter what it is, right?"