Mr. Dazai is angry every day

Sawada Tsunayoshi's animal-like super intuition made him feel that since the black-haired boy appeared, the atmosphere in the room has gradually changed.

What that person said was very polite, as if he was discussing with others in a friendly manner, but in fact, judging from the low pressure and oppressive feeling on his body, he was not discussing with others at all.

who's that person?

Such a question flashed in Sawada Tsunayoshi's mind, he tilted his head, and Lanbo, who was hanging on his body, jumped out of the bed happily, and rushed over with his little feet "da da da":

"Dad, dad, dad!!"

"??????"

Sawada Tsunayoshi was so shocked that his whole body almost split apart. He quickly grabbed Lanbo who was running towards the stranger: "What the hell did you do while I was unconscious!!! Where did you come from? father?"

"Huh?" Lan Bo bit his finger: "But my father is my father, my father is very talented, and so is my mother!!"

"........."

"........."

Haven't forgotten the stalk of a certain size talent.

Sawada Tsunayoshi didn’t know what Nakahara Chuya and Dazai Osamu were thinking. He heard that Rambo not only had a father, but also a mother. He was in a bad mood: “Who is your mother?! It’s wrong to recognize relatives indiscriminately. ! And what is the talent!!”

The so-called talent is 28cm.

Did you think I'd tell you?

Zhong Yuanzhong also pressed his forehead. Although she was not the one who caused the crime, she still felt the guilt of being caught by the child's parents for doing bad things to other people's children. "This matter is a long story, and I will tell you slowly when I have time."

"Ah?" Tsunayoshi Sawada turned his head in bewilderment, seeing Miss Nakahara's loveless appearance, vaguely seemed to have guessed something. "Could it be that……"

Rambo nodded half-understood to Kamisawada Tsunayoshi's eyes.

"…………"

Lan Bo, what's the matter with you, he was in a coma for two days, and you not only found your father but also your mother? !

Sawada Tsunayoshi couldn't figure it out anyway, but it didn't matter, whether it was Ranpo or Dazai Osamu and Nakahara Chuya present.

None of them have meaning to explain.

"Chuya is right, I will tell you about this later." Osamu Dazai stretched out a hand towards Zhongya. The lines are slender and beautiful, white and clean: "Now we should have a good talk on the phone."

His ending is slightly deep.

"Chuya, come here."

"Wow, Hei Ni seems very angry. Sure enough, it's because the host said he didn't want him, which made him unhappy."

Not happy not happy.Is she happy now?What the hell kind of tone is that bastard black mud.

"We have nothing to talk about." Nakahara Nakaya had a pretty face coldly, and the air pressure was no less than that on Dazai Osamu, "I made it very clear on the phone."

The voices of two men and women who were not to be underestimated, wearing black long trench coats, fell down. Rabbit Chitsunayoshi could also keenly sense that the atmosphere in the room was becoming tense.

Full of gunpowder.

"Mom, mom?" Lan Bo looked at the glamorous and arrogant orange-haired girl with his round face, and turned his face to look at the handsome young man with a slim figure standing at the door. "Are you arguing?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye's beautiful blue eyes flickered: there is an inexplicable illusion that parents are quarreling and children are helpless.

"Host, this is not your illusion."

Central Plains also had a depression in his chest, knowing that the Dazai in the book is not the Dazai in front of him, and it would be shameful to vent his anger.On the one hand, she couldn't accept and never thought about the possibility that Osamu Dazai would defect, which made her angry and a little confused at the moment.

She will never tell Dazai.

Nakahara also stabilized his mind, and decided to stand in a stalemate with Osamu Dazai, but unexpectedly, Osamu Dazai laughed lightly.

"What are you laughing at?" Zhong Yuanzhong also frowned: "Forget it, I don't want to see you and I don't want to hear you talk, so you can go."

She waved her hand, just like the fly chaser, her slender and heroic eyebrows were slightly frowned, with a disgusted expression as if Osamu Dazai was really a fly.

It almost made the youngest cadre laugh.

"Ah, I originally wanted to give Chuya a bit of the majesty that a candidate for a cadre should have." Osamu Dazai's eyes were cold, and he walked in front of Chuya Nakahara in two steps in three steps: "Since Chuya doesn't want to, then I am too." I don't mind."

What does it mean to leave her a bit of dignity.

Nakahara also felt that there was something wrong with this sentence, so when Osamu Dazai approached with a dangerous aura, she had a bad premonition in vain: "What do you want to do?"

"Do nothing."

Osamu Dazai tore off his loose black tie. Before Nakahara Nakaya could react, he bent down and hugged Nakahara Nakaya horizontally. He lowered his eyes to meet Nakahara Nakaya's shocked ice-blue eyes, and said with a low smile.

"Since Zhong also can't wait to let others know about our relationship, I don't mind."

When did Osamu Dazai have such a simple and rude way?Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the young man's elegant and elegant face in shock, and when he was carried to the corridor of the hospital, he could receive surprised and envious eyes every step he took.

"Hey, yes, it's Ms. Nakahara and Mr. Dazai who are candidates for cadres. Uwah, it's the princess hug again."

"I heard they are partners."

"You don't know, the last time Mr. Dazai carried the injured and unconscious Miss Zhongyuan to the hospital. At that time, Miss Zhongyuan was wet. Mr. Dazai put the windbreaker on Miss Zhongyuan, frowning very uncomfortable. Look happy."

"Probably Miss Zhongyuan was injured."

Nakahara Zhong also keenly heard the words "Dazai", candidate cadres, etc. She subconsciously raised her eyes and looked over, and found that the nurse who spoke was the one who said that the princess hugged Dazai with a bad face when she left the hospital last time. bit.

Osamu Dazai was angry because she was hurt.

"Dazai Osamu..." Zhong Yuan also blinked his eyes lightly, the violent anger in her heart subsided a lot at this moment, she only felt that Dazai Osamu's hand holding her was strangely hot, she struggled to get off the ground: "Don't you want to talk? Let's talk, let me go first."

The thin and tall boy didn't move his brows and eyes, his breath was steady, and the only exposed one-sided kite eye was condescendingly looking at the woman in his arms.

"Calm down?" Osamu Dazai kept walking, his kite eyes glanced at Nakahara Chuya who showed a guilty conscience: "It's late, I'm the one who is angry now."

Osamu Dazai raised his eyes slightly, and when he was angry, the thin and narrow corners of his eyes were like blades.

"Zhongye should know what it means to bring misfortune out of your mouth. I'm trying to restrain myself from not using dirty means to get Zhongye. You just threw me away so easily. The puppy's thinking is really naive. "

It's been a long time since I heard Dazai's sarcasm, so indifferent and mixed with anger, he was really angry.

Zhong Yuanzhong also shifted his gaze with some guilt, trying to be justified: "Who made the Dazai in the book be Dazai? He defected."

"I will not defect."

Nakahara was also stunned, turned his eyes back to Dazai Osamu, his gaze stretched from the astonishingly white skin exposed by his loose neckline, to his seductive collarbone, and slowly climbed up his Adam's apple .

Finally, his eyes fell on his delicate and noble face. The boy with slightly curly black hair was still angry, his thin lips were pursed into a sharp line, but he clearly understood Zhong Ye's uneasiness.

"I will not leave Zhongye."

Osamu Dazai has never liked to tell the truth, and he also likes to calculate people, but at this moment, Nakahara Chu also realized very clearly: Osamu Dazai's words are like oaths

Seriously.

Nakahara couldn't say what the mood that came out was called. She seemed to regret that she had angered Osamu Dazai because of others, but she also felt that it seemed a bit embarrassing to admit her mistake.

"Host, you are overthinking. Do you think that Hei Ni would not want to apologize. The verbal apology is too pale, and it is not worthwhile for Hei Ni."

What is your lsp system implying?

Nakahara Nakaya was about to criticize the system, but her eyes dimmed, and then she was put down by a slender but powerful hand. Nakahara was startled, subconsciously supported her body with her hands, and she noticed that she was placed on the hood.

"Dazai what are you doing?"

"Yeah." Osamu Dazai casually bent down, and put his hand on Chuya's side: "Fuck, you."

What the hell are you doing.

Zhongya Zhongya's heart was pounding, and he pushed the handsome face away: "Don't be kidding, this is an underground garage, and someone will come at any time! And, and this is someone else's car!"

Osamu Dazai, you are a bit unkind, aren't you?

Nakahara Chuya hadn't finished the last half of the sentence, she felt the warm touch from her fingers, she turned her head and found that Osamu Dazai was sucking her fingers into the warm heat through the black leather headgear with lowered eyelashes. mouth.

A thin layer of leather gloves.

The temperature was clearly transmitted to the fingertips, Nakahara Nakahara was also shocked, staring closely at Dazai Osamu's movements, the noble boy raised his eyelashes, the slender eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings, Nakahara You can see the tenderness of bright red flowing from the fingertips of the glove to the extremely slender fingers outlined by the glove.

Fox spirit, seduce people.

"Dazai, will you go?" Nakahara took a deep breath and let Dazai move, fingers flipping the dexterity in his mouth: "You should know that I won't stay when you go, let alone Wait for you."

"Ok, I know."

Osamu Dazai spit out Chuya's fingers, and gently held Chuya's face in his hands, his kite eyes were darker than usual: "Don't worry about some stupid questions. If Chuya is there, even if my heart is pierced by a knife or a bullet, I will be dragged." Follow the body to find Zhongye.”

Dazai's voice was a little lower, and he rubbed his forehead against Chuya's, rubbing against each other, his gentle tone mixed with ruthlessness and paranoia.

"Even if I live on, I will drag my god into hell and become the same devil as me."

It sounds horrible.

Zhong also smiled: "Ah, is it a threat?"

"No." Osamu Dazai kissed the corner of Kisaka's long and narrow eyes: "It's a confession."

It is also all my dirty, dark, paranoid, possessive dark side.But you are my light.

Osamu Dazai didn't say anything, but Chuya understood, and she smiled softly.

then.

Miss Nakahara hooked the boy's waist with her long black silk legs, making Dazai's body close to her, her brows were arrogant and wanton, and her dazzling blue eyes contained a trace of provocation.

"The youngest cadre should not only want fingers, but I can feel it just by touching it..., can you bear it?"

The author has something to say: Zhong Ye: The youngest cadre, please don't be ignorant of flattery.