Lord Shenming ran away with "dirty"

In Sakakibara's room, the sky was only slightly bright, and Yokohama hadn't woken up yet. The city was peaceful and peaceful, and the chaotic and tense atmosphere before was completely gone.

The first ray of sunshine in the morning, blowing gently across Yokohama, seemed to herald the arrival of new hope.

In the dark room, only a few mischievous morning light sneaked in through the cracks in the curtains.

From a long time ago, Sakakibara used to like darkness, it was the only place where he could feel at ease.

Every time he sleeps, he will draw the curtains tightly, and never let a little sunlight disturb his good sleep.

It was still early, and Sakakibara was still in a sweet dream. The festival was finally completed the day before, and all the monsters present cheered and celebrated. In the end, the Nuragumi led a celebration banquet.

Immediately, it was set up on the spot, food and drinks were brought in one after another, and the monsters sat on the ground, celebrating loudly.

Sakakibara, who didn't leave in time, was naturally caught by them. Although he tried his best to shirk that he couldn't drink and escaped, they dragged him into trouble until midnight with this excuse.

It was hard to get out of bed, and I walked to the door of the room, but when the phone rang, I was dragged away by urgent documents halfway, and now I have only been on the pillow for less than an hour or two.

Time passed bit by bit, the clock on the wall kept going, and the mobile phone on the bedside table was bright and dark.

Yesterday Sakakibara was really sleepy. After finishing the urgent documents, he muted his phone, so no one would bother him.

The mobile phone on the bedside table quickly went dark, and after an unknown period of time, it lit up again, and the name of Chuya Zhongyuan was displayed on the screen.

It was on for about a few minutes before it went dark, and Zhong Ye seemed to have given up and didn't call again.

click-

Not long after the phone call, the door of Sakakihara's room was opened.

The man exposed from behind the door, with wine red hair and clear blue eyes, took out the key with a little complacency, threw it back and forth and caught it again, as if saying: This will not trouble me.

He stepped into the dark room without reaching out to find the light switch. With the faint light, he touched Sakakibara's bedside.

His eyes adapted to the darkness, and he looked at Sakakibara who was sleeping soundly. This was the first time he saw Sakakibara sleeping soundly.

In the past, it was Sakakibara who came to call him, but he hadn't called him to get up yet, thinking about it, he felt a little regretful, and soon his eyes fell on Sakakibara's face, this...isn't it a good opportunity?

Picking up Sakakibara's cell phone, turning on the screen, the time was right, yes, it's already twelve o'clock, waking him up is for his own good, Chuya thought to himself.

Putting down his phone, he sat by the bed and called Sakakihara's name: "Kurosawa, Kurosawa?"

The voice was unexpectedly soft, like a thief. Naturally, such a voice would not be able to wake up Sakakibara. He thought it was impossible, so he cleared his throat vigorously, and then increased the volume.

"Kurosawa! Wake up!"

In his sleep, Sakakibara heard a familiar voice calling him again. He turned over under Chuya's expectant gaze, and pulled the quilt over his head. A muffled and helpless voice came from under the quilt: "Don't It's messed up..."

"Today...is on vacation...you don't need to go..." The intermittent words gradually became inaudible, and Sakakibara fell into a deep sleep again after finishing speaking habitually.

Zhongye was at a loss. What kind of holiday is the holiday? Is the port Mafia still on holiday today?Why didn't I receive the notification? Are you and him really working in the same place?

A series of questions flashed across Nakaya's mind, and they were finally thrown into the trash can deep in his memory. If you have such questions, you might as well ask him yourself. It would be a waste of time to guess.

He snatched Sakakibara's quilt with all his strength, but why Sakakibara pulled it so tightly, he couldn't use his powers, so the first time he woke up the service, let his quilt be dead.

Giving up the game of robbing the quilt, Nakaya looked down at Sakakibara's sleeping face, his eyes turned to make a plan, he was full of eagerness, and he said silently, Kurosawa forgive me...

Sakakibara finally felt that no one was robbing him of the quilt, and when he was about to continue sleeping with his head covered, he always had a bad premonition for no reason.

This feeling is very familiar, as if it has been experienced many times, and it will never be forgotten in my mind.

Was he waking himself up just now?Familiar voice, familiar process, then...

Oops, next!

"cough……"

The familiar weight fell from the sky and hit him precisely. Sakakibara wanted to curl up but was suppressed by the person directly above and couldn't move.

He hadn't slowed down yet, so he could only pat the opponent's thigh through the quilt, signaling that he was awake and let him go down.

Zhong also noticed the movement on his legs, knew that the other party had woken up, and obediently slid aside from the bed, and helped him lift the quilt.

He poked his head out, and just after taking a breath of fresh air outside, he caught sight of Nakaya's eyes that seemed to be shining in the darkness.

"I said, Chuya, can you count your weight?"

"I didn't push all the way up." His a little bit of embarrassment was quickly diluted by these words, with a little pride, "If I put all the pressure up, you would have been gone long ago."

He is like a little cat, who obviously made a mistake but still doesn’t know where the mistake is. His master’s preaching is also regarded as a compliment, and he looks at you with those big amazing eyes. Can't tell.

Amused by the imagination in his mind, Sakakibara stopped thinking about it, and sighed weakly: "Yes, you are too powerful, the enemy will definitely be crushed to death by you."

Hearing this, there seemed to be something wrong, Chuya hesitated for a moment, just watching his movement of going to lie down again, the trace of something wrong quickly dissipated.

"Kurozawa, it's twelve o'clock."

With sharp eyesight and quick hands, he grabbed a corner of the quilt before he lay down, and Zhong also reminded him that it was already noon and he was still sleeping.

Woke up by his almost playful way, Sakakibara's sleep is almost over.

The whole person was more than half awake, but his body was still a little sleepy, and he squinted his eyes involuntarily, squeezing out a few drops of drowsiness.

"Why did you come here?"

Zhong Ye squinted at him with his good-looking eyes, and threw his mobile phone to him: "You still said...you can watch it yourself."

He lowered his head to pick up the cell phone that fell in his arms, and his untied long hair slid down against his cheeks. As soon as Sakakibara turned on the screen, he found that the page was already in the text messages, and the first one he saw was his text messages.

I clicked in and saw that there was a letter from myself on it: The festival is completed, and I will take you there tomorrow. —The time is eleven o'clock in the evening.

Seeing this point in time, Sakakibara remembered that it wasn't that he had just finished editing the text message and was caught by Nuliang when he was about to send it. Maybe he accidentally pressed it and sent it.

"Yesterday was my rest day, so I went to bed early." A mournful voice came from beside his ear, and at some point, he also ran to him and leaned on him.

Raising his hand to touch his hair, he knew his little problem. Once he fell asleep, he would be very upset if his sleep was interrupted. He likes to sleep until he is full at once. I guess he didn't find it when he came to look for him yesterday.

"Sorry, I forgot yesterday."

In fact, Sakakibara and Chuya seldom send text messages. They usually talk face to face, and the other party's itinerary is still clearly recorded in the memo on the mobile phone.

It's just that this time it was an accident, and Nakaya would definitely be able to catch Kurosawa in the room at that point.

"Forget it, you slept so late, you must have something to do yesterday."

As he spoke, Chuya slid down and fell on the pillow that belonged to Sakakibara. He was greedy for the soft touch and refused to get up. He stretched out his finger and poked Sakakibara's back forcefully: "Shall we go now?"

"How is it possible? The monster festival won't start so early. I originally planned to take you to other places first."

"Hey, where?"

He turned his head and looked at someone who occupied his pillow: "I will take you there next time."

"Then now?" Chuya's eyes widened, as if bad news that could not be conveyed would come from the other party's mouth in the next second. The monster festival was very interesting to hear, and I wonder if there will be very powerful monsters appearing.

"Now—"

"Of course I'm sleeping."

"what?"

You look like you’re joking, it’s very obvious even in the dark, it makes Sakakibara want to laugh a little bit, he suppresses his smile, he doesn’t want to be beaten: “Since you and I didn’t sleep well, then cancel the festival Things are fine before."

"Have a good night's sleep, refresh yourself in the afternoon, and we'll go again."

"What if I fell asleep?"

Obviously doubtful, Chuya straightened up, took off his coat, threw it on the quilt, and personally proved what it means to be upright.

Sakakibara lifted the quilt and said to him, "Don't worry, I'll call you when the time comes."

Although waking up would take a lot of risk, in his opinion, Zhong who just woke up is quite comforting.

"But you won't go back, sleep in your room?" Looking at his posture, it seems that he has no plans to go back to his room to sleep, does he not want to leave?

Thinking of his perverted sleep pattern, Chuya curled his lips. The sleep time accurate to the second is really scary. I can't do it myself, and what does it mean, so I won't let him sleep: "No? What are all friends afraid of? .”

"No, I'm just afraid that you're not used to sleeping with other people." Sakakibara quickly explained that she didn't mean to dislike him.

What's more, they used to sleep together. Before that time without him, I was not used to sleeping. It seemed that something was missing when I was sleeping, and it took me a lot of effort to get used to it.

"No way, my room was full of people before." Zhongya pulled half of the pillow for himself, quickly got into the quilt, and blinked his eyes: "I think your pillow is more comfortable than mine."

Now Sakakibara choked, damn it, it was a topic that he brought up again, and he clearly thought about it so that Chuka would not think about it.

Seeing him frowning, Chuya smiled instead, his ever-forward blue eyes sparkling: "What's there to worry about, the past is over, I don't care, what do you care about."

I just blocked the mouth he wanted to explain, I didn't want to listen to those words from the bottom of my heart, as long as I knew what he wanted to say.

"Okay, I'm going to sleep."

Helplessly watching Nakaya fall asleep for a second, Sakakibara couldn't talk anymore, knowing that the other party was pretending to sleep, so he slowly took off the hand that blocked his mouth, stuffed him under the quilt, and whispered: "Good night."

"Stupid, it's noon now, so I should say good afternoon."

A smiling voice came from beside him, correcting his own statement.

Looking sideways, he saw Chenglan's eyes half-opened, wine-red hair sticking neatly to his face, and he was lying on the pillow looking at himself with a smile.

As if fascinated by the sapphire, Sakakibara smiled unconsciously. He slowed down his voice, with the joy of finding it again:

"good afternoon."

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The author wanted to end the two chapters, but they are too sweet to stop _(:з」∠)_