Mr. Dazai is angry every day

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- "Beep, congratulations to the host for getting 500 points. As expected of black mud, you will get high points as soon as you exit."

Zhong Yuanzhong also heard the excitement of the system from the mechanical sound.The hidden meaning of "Finally a character with a high degree of matching has returned, and they were all scumbag characters before".

Instantly offended everyone.

"Still distracted?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also heard an unpleasant voice from above her head, her jaw was pinched, and she lifted it up like a teaser, Zhong Yuanzhong also took advantage of the opportunity to meet a beautiful peach eye.

The light-colored pupils should be the color of candy, but now there is only sticky black inside, like an endless night.

"What are you angry about?"

Nakahara also blinked, realizing that she was still being pressed by Dazai on the table. The hardwood table edge rested on her waist, making her push Dazai's chest uncomfortably. The fabric of the suit was a bit thick, Pushing it up can still feel the hard touch of Osamu Dazai's chest.

I thought Osamu Dazai had only bony bones on his body.I didn't expect to feel unexpectedly reliable.But being Dazai found out, he must be complacent.

She doesn't want to be too proud.

Nakahara also turned his head away in a concealed way: "Check your body. Osamu Dazai, since when did you have the hobby of playing house? Are you childish? Get out of the way."

"Don't let me go." Osamu Dazai grabbed Nakaya's hand and pushed him, put it near his mouth and lightly bit the glove fabric covering Nakaya's small and slender fingertips, white tooth marks were on her gloved fingers , one, two, three, four... Dazai took off Chuya Nakahara's gloves with his lips, exposing his porcelain-white moist fingers.

He lowered his head slightly reverently, and kissed Zhongye's tender palm with his crimson lips.

"It never occurred to me to concede."

What to let?

Nakahara was also confused by Dazai's words, weren't they talking about not suppressing her.Why does it feel like Osamu Dazai is talking about something else?

It won't be what she thinks.

If you act casually, you will be ridiculed to death by Osamu Dazai.She is clearly the clearest about this kind of thing.

How could it be shaken.

Nakahara Chuya twitched the corners of his mouth, feeling Dazai's long eyelashes trembling slightly in her palm because of his downcast posture.

Some itchy.

"What are you nervous about? Let go." Nakahara Nakaya withdrew the hand that was grabbed by Dazai, "It's very itchy."

"itch?"

Osamu Dazai snorted, grabbed Chuuya's hand that was trying to withdraw, opened his mouth and bit Chuuya's pale fingertips, leaving shallow tooth marks, he seemed to be distressed, and he seemed to be showing his heart on purpose. Slightly naughty, the bright red squishy tip licked the bite marks.

"It won't itch like this, it's okay, it will hurt a bit. Injections~ Where can there be no pain?"

Hey, hey, are you talking about something else? !

"Who said I'm going to get an injection? Get the hell out of here, you want to be beaten up right after you come back, don't you?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his voice, his ice blue eyes were full of threats, "You probably haven't gone to Hong Kong yet, please report to Mr. Hesen, going back to the headquarters with an injury will damage your wisdom. Young cadres."

wise?Does this necessarily have something to do with me wanting to rectify you on the spot?

Osamu Dazai looked like he was in danger, so Chuya the cat grinned and laughed, "I don't mind."

"But I don't mind!"

Nakahara Chuya didn't have extra patience in the first place, and after the unsuccessful persuasion through the procedure, her last patience collapsed, and she kicked Dazai Osamu's lower body with her notoriously long and slender legs in response to the sound of the wind.

Unfortunately, the next moment, Chuya's long leg was grabbed by a bandaged hand.Osamu Dazai's voice sounded leisurely.

"Chuya is really too much. If I was really kicked by you, I might not be humane in this life. Fortunately~ I know Zhongye's breathing rhythm and attack rhythm very well. It's a blessing."

asshole.

It's a blessing to say anything, it's obviously a look of ease.

Nakahara Zhong also really hates his bastard partner, who always looks calm and easy, as if everything is in his calculations... No one will know his real thoughts.

I can't see which of his sentences are sincere and which are joking.

Nakahara Nakata grabbed Dazai's leg, and shouted, "Let go."

"Don't let it go."

"You are looking for a beating on purpose!"

Miss Nakahara was out of breath, but Dazai Osamu grabbed Chuya's long legs in his hand, and then put the two legs wrapped in black silk on each side of his body, and then patted Chuya's legs:

"What are you doing?!"

Osamu Dazai bent his eyes: "Well, isn't Nakamen the most fond of kicking people with his legs up. This time I will give you a chance to clamp me tightly. Isn't it good?"

Of course not!

Who wants to clamp you! !

Nakahara Nakahara was also irritated by Dazai, raised his body and punched Dazai Zhi's smiling lips with a straight fist. When attacking with his hands, he broke free from the restraints in his hands with a vigorous struggle.

She unceremoniously kicked Osamu Dazai in the stomach.The latter snorted, and his tall and thin figure shook.

"Tsk, do you dare to be proud of me in front of me?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also retracted his foot, and hooked his red lips contemptuously and arrogantly. "Be a little self-aware about yourself anyway, youngest cadre."

Ah, what an arrogant little slug.

Osamu Dazai pursed his lips, staring straight at the arrogant girl with kite eyes, he could feel that Nakahara Chuya's complexion was much better, at least he wasn't in a bad mental and physical condition, and pretended to be fine .

"The kick from the little slug hurts me so much, you should know that I'm the most afraid of pain." Osamu Dazai rolled his eyes.

Who cares if you are afraid of pain?

Didn't you find fault first?

The corners of Zhongyuan Zhongye's lips curled up slightly, his expression of disdain was quite straightforward.The next moment, Nakahara stopped after smelling the bloody smell from Dazai's body.The icy blue eyes looked at Osamu Dazai in confusion.

Her kick just now hurt Osamu Dazai?

No, she only used a third of her strength, which was far from enough to hurt Dazai.

Nakahara Chuya's gaze slid down from Dazai Osamu's smiling face, and his eyes fell on Dazai Osamu's abdomen that had just been kicked, where a dark liquid soaked the dark black suit.

You can't see it unless you look carefully.

Moreover, judging by Dazai Osamu's calm expression, maybe he didn't intend to show it.Damn it, if Osamu Dazai didn't tell him, it would be hard for others to find out.

"You are hurt?"

Nakahara Chuya frowned, not having time to quarrel with him, he sat up from the table suddenly, and took off Dazai Osamu's black suit, his eyes showed surprise and annoyance.

The white shirt that Osamu Dazai was wearing inside was already soaked with deep red blood, and the bright red and white shirt irritated the eyes.

Let Chuya's anger rise.

"What the hell are you doing, bastard?" Nakahara Chuya gritted his teeth and pulled Dazai Osamu's blood-stained shirt. Inside the shirt was a bandage that was wrapped around and around. The wound had already been healed. .

Now because of Osamu Dazai's intentional provocation,

The wound burst open again, and the plain white bandage was stained with blood.

Zhongyuan Zhong was also furious. He raised his head and glared at him with cat eyes: "You still have the nerve to say that you are afraid of pain? Why didn't you obey me when you were injured? You even made me angry on purpose! Why don't you just let me Just kill you!"

Osamu Dazai lowered his eyes, caught a glimpse of Chuya's beautiful ice blue eyes full of explicit concern, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly.

"Because," Osamu Dazai said slowly, he put his head against Chuya's forehead, and slowly rubbed against Chuya's forehead: "I think it won't hurt if I see it."

There was an imperceptible tenderness in his tone.

"Fortunately, my expectations have not been fulfilled."