All the cp I knocked in Yokohama came true

A pair of hands climbed up from under the shirt.

Along the tight line of the waist, swipe inch by inch, the texture of the palm is like an unspeakable whisper, slowly expressing affection, it rolls over the back covered with fine sweat, and the slippery and sticky sweat fills in little by little fingers.

Zhong Yuanzhong also half-closed his eyes, his mind was empty, and he was floating in a distant place. He couldn't distinguish his own state. He could only feel the scorching fire burning in his body. , to burn the fire even more vigorously.

He resisted and got close, his brows furrowed, and he turned his head, but his body couldn't help but get closer, longing for more.

This contradictory and cute gesture was obviously seen by the other party, the familiar voice lowered a lot, and whispered in the ear, the annoying soft breath brushed past the ear, itching, like a feather, feeling numb It spread along the ears all the way to the scalp, followed by Zhong Yuanzhong's pale pink face, adding more redness, the color was like gouache, and it gradually smudged to the ears, neck, and finally, the collarbone and chest were also pink. .

"Kill you..."

He said in a daze, the words were clearly heard by the ear close to his lips, in exchange for a trembling like a suppressed laugh, and the heavier movements on his body, as well as the smell that only Zhong could smell, the smell was even stronger of red wine flavor pheromones.

"If you work harder, you will succeed, Chuya."

Dazai Osamu's kite-colored eyes hooked into a smile, he let go of his hand, Nakahara also sank, let out a muffled groan, his half-closed eyes widened due to this movement, those sea-blue pupils seemed to be soaked in water , shimmering with soft light, so dazzling that people can't take their eyes off.

Osamu Dazai was stunned for a moment, with some complicated expressions on his face. Maybe no one has seen his expression like this, like a hunter who has found a treasure. The giant dragon circled the princess with its tail. Pushing away the orange hair that was wet with sweat on Nakaya's forehead.

Sensing his movements, Nakahara Nakaya's wandering thoughts were drawn back. He lowered his eyes and looked deeply at the person in front of him. His thinking was disconnected, but intuition and instinct could not deceive people. Nakahara Nakaya's breath was soft. He threw himself on Osamu Dazai's face, and he lost the irritable attitude he usually had towards Osamu Dazai. The hands that were always wrapped in gloves were now naked, pulled out from the hair at the back of Osamu Dazai's head. , caught Osamu Dazai's clean jaw line, and raised Osamu Dazai's face in a similar manner.

"Bastard Dazai..." Osamu Dazai raised his face cooperatively, unable to hold back the corner of his mouth, and slowly and gently pressed it against it.

Accepted a kiss.

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I don't know when the smell dissipated.

Zhong Yuanzhong also endured a hangover-like headache, opened his eyes, and saw a snow-white pillow and bed sheet, messy and wrinkled as if someone had fought on it, he pressed his sore temple, looked at the strange Looking at the decoration of the room, he was slow to realize that this was not his bedroom.

The memory came back slowly when he noticed the hand at his waist, and Zhong Yuanzhong looked at his own memory as if in a dream, and when he finished digesting it, he lay on the bed like a statue.

This is the guest room of the hotel, a big bed room, a big bed room that can accommodate three or four people. It is evening now, and the guest rooms on the upper floors are silent. The floor-to-ceiling glass windows flood the room, illuminating everything brightly.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent for a while, and then——

He turned around and kicked Osamu Dazai off the bed.

Osamu Dazai, who was pretending to be asleep, retreated and landed on the ground.

He looked disheveled, with black trousers half slung over his lap, half of his shirt unbuttoned crookedly, a large chest was exposed from the V-shaped neckline, and red marks on his fair skin were extremely conspicuous.He scratched his hair, and Zhong Yuan was stunned for a second when the bandage disappeared——

But the beauty trick is not easy to use every time, let alone Nakahara Chuya, who has been immune to his face for many years.

"you--"

Before Nakahara Chuya could say anything, Osamu Dazai suddenly said "Oh" with a weeping expression, and complained:

"Chuya, you scumbag!"

Central Plains Chuya:? ? ?

Osamu Dazai wiped away the non-existent tears from the corners of his eyes, and complained: "I didn't expect Chuuya to be such a person. You usually look gentlemanly and polite, but I didn't expect you to be strong... After waking up, you are still With such a look of not wanting to take responsibility, tell me, did you just want to say: 'Let's pretend nothing happened, it was just an accident'? Isn't it!"

While talking, he imitated Nakahara Chuya's tone and tone, he was serious one second, and humming again the next second.

Nakahara Chuya:  …

Do you mean by forcing me to sit on you by force?

Chuya Nakahara: I just watch you act.

The originally awkward atmosphere was disturbed by Dazai Osamu, and ran in another awkward direction.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that his head hurt even more, and his heart was about to hit someone, but the pain in his body was too clear, the numb waist, the feeling of a certain part behind him, and the feeling of some kind of liquid slowly flowing out , all reminding him all the time, reminding him of where this place is and what they did just now, with a dark face, he snapped his knuckles:

"Have you figured out how to die?"

He tugged at the corners of his mouth, smiling bluntly, "Congratulations, you bastard Dazai, you haven't succeeded in self-shaking for so long, and today you're finally going to enter the Santu River. If you have any last words, you don't need to explain them. Did not hear."

Osamu Dazai put away his crying face, and pointed to the scattered clothes on the floor expressionlessly, "You tore it."

Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned and recalled, and found that in the broken memory fragment, he pushed Dazai Osamu down, rode on him and tore off the camel-colored windbreaker——he looked over and saw a man at the foot of the bed Trench coat "Corpse".

Osamu Dazai opened his collar again, the red color became more eye-catching, "You scratched it."

Zhongyuan Zhong also had red ears, and looked away.

Osamu Dazai continued his efforts, turned sideways, turned his head, revealing the neck behind the collar, behind the neck was a series of tooth marks, large and small, deep and shallow, some were just indentations, and some were even bloodshot. Especially in the middle of the mouth, even the tooth marks are clear and distinct, and it can be restored one by one in the hands of the dentist.

This time Osamu Dazai didn't speak, Nakahara was also dumbfounded, he subconsciously stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked his teeth, there seemed to be a slight smell of blood on them.

"I... I bit it?"

The image of myself hugging Dazai's head, saying the words to mark the other person, and then biting down one bite after another seems to emerge in front of my eyes.

Zhongyuan Zhong also recalled the ABO content he searched on the browser after he was recruited last time, and was speechless.He turned his head awkwardly and shyly, and said sternly: "Even so, I got the ability of the fourth house, and I can't control myself, but you can obviously..."

Osamu Dazai's face turned pale, and he folded his arms tightly, "Even so, does Chuu think I can beat you?"

"How is it impossible?" Nakahara Chuya muttered, "Which fight I can take advantage of from you..."

He thought so in his heart, and he still wanted to save face, "Isn't it because you always play tricks? Every time you use any means to achieve your goal, which time did you not succeed?"

The exaggerated expression on Dazai Osamu's face gradually faded away, and he stood silently for a while, until the air was so quiet that Zhongyuan raised his head and looked at him with some discomfort, then he closed his eyebrows and eyes, and the scattered and drooping hair covered his forehead, the shadow The color of his pupils was covered, and his lonely eyes flashed by. He spoke very slowly, and said softly:

"Using any means to achieve the goal...... Is that what Zhong thinks of me?" He turned his head and paused, "Does it mean that I also rely on means to do this kind of thing with you this time?"

"Dazai...?"

Nakahara has never seen such an expression on Dazai Osamu's face, even Dazai Osamu who is deep in the dark, has never shown any sadness.He was at a loss for a moment, ignoring the pain in his body, stepped over half of the bed, came to Dazai Osamu, and spoke hesitantly:

"Sorry, I said too much..."

Just in Nakahara, he rubbed his hair angrily, and when he was thinking about how to apologize, Osamu Dazai suddenly raised his head, with a smile on his face:

"Did you get tricked? No wonder I can always trick you with my tricks. You deserve to be a fool!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also became angry immediately, and the guilt just now was covered by anger: "Go to hell, bastard mackerel!!!"

He picked up the quilt and threw it on Osamu Dazai's face, using his ability to levitate angrily, dressed one by one, and picked up his hat in the corner farthest from the bed.

When Osamu Dazai removed the quilt from his head, Nakahara had already put on his hat.

"Tsk."

"What are you talking about?" Nakahara Chuya clenched his fists.

"I just thought, no matter what time the little man is, aesthetics can't save him." Osamu Dazai replied with a smile.

It was the first time Nakahara Chuya didn't reply, he turned his head, touched the brim of his hat, glanced at Osamu Dazai with his cobalt blue eyes, lowered the brim of his hat, and said to himself: "Yes, my aesthetic... .. there is really no way to save it."

He didn't walk, after all, if a certain part of his body was pulled, it would hurt badly. He didn't expect to use his ability to float up and move like this. When he passed Osamu Dazai, he stopped.

Just now, the other party's expression always flashed before his eyes, and even his anger was abruptly extinguished.

"If you don't want to laugh, stop laughing. I said something wrong just now." Zhong Yuan Zhong also looked up at him, "Even if you are acting, you can always be the most annoying one."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, and the corners of his eyes finally curved. He grabbed Chuya Nakahara who was about to leave the room.

"Chuya, there's something I need to say."

"What?" Zhong Yuan Zhong, who was anxious to go home to take a shower and change clothes, was also eager to return.

Osamu Dazai rubbed his chin, "Speaking of which, apart from [Disqualification in the World], there is no way for Shinomiya's ability to fade away. Now, the [ABO] setting on your body suddenly disappeared, or it was because of Shinomiya's sudden disappearance. Enlightenment, to understand the essence of supernatural powers, or..."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also attracted by his words and stopped in place.

"Or, they encountered an enemy that also has the ability to eliminate. If I remember correctly, Atsushi and Shinomiya should be gathering in Chinatown today... Akutagawa seems to have a mission there too."

Nakahara Chuya, who turned to leave feeling that it had nothing to do with me, stopped when he heard Akutagawa's name.

He couldn't listen to the danger his men might be in and ignore it.

Nakahara was also silent, raised his hand to hang his hat on the hat rack, grabbed Osamu Dazai by the collar, threw him out of the door, and closed the door heavily.

"Chuya???" Osamu Dazai slammed on the door, "Aren't you going? Then I'll go by myself."

Zhongya Nakahara slapped the door with his backhand, the sound was louder than Osamu Dazai's, as if he was going to punch through the door:

"Stay outside for a while! I'll..."

With a dark face, he saw the hickey marks on his neck in the mirror, gritted his teeth, "I'll take a shower first!"