Port Mafia's strongest son-in-law

After Zhong Ye hung up the phone, he was still worried, hesitated a little, and chose to go out to find Gojo Satoru.

What if he goes to Leibo Street to perform missions again, what if he encounters those two super magic spirits again.

Regardless of Gojo Satoru's own strength, he has been injured twice before, and both times were seriously injured.

The pale and brittle face of Gojo Satoru when he was injured kept reappearing in Chuya's mind. Every time, it was like a feather's feather passing through his heart. scars.

damn it.

Chuya cursed in his heart as he walked.

Now just thinking about the possibility of Gojo Satoru getting hurt, is he already so irritated?

There is no coolness in the summer night. The hot and sticky air is sucked into the lungs, as if to put all the internal organs into the steamer.

This undoubtedly made Zhongye feel even worse.

The petite and anxious figure shuttled between the buildings and vehicles, and the more he walked to the bustling area, the more anxious Zhong Ye became.

What if Gojo Satoru had already returned when we went to Frankenstein?That person will definitely have a proud face, hug him stickily, and coquettishly whisper in his ear with excitement and soft voice.

"Chuya is worried about me~" That guy will definitely say that.

But what if he's not there?

I also don't know where to look for it.

He crossed the road on the last day, rushed into the Mafia building in the port, went straight into the elevator, and pressed the second basement floor.

The door of the laboratory was not locked, so he rushed in without thinking.

"Doctor Frankenstein, is Gojo Satoru back?!"

As soon as he said the words, he regretted it.

It's not that he regrets asking that sentence, but that he regrets coming here.

If he was given a chance to choose, he would definitely not rush in impulsively to see such an embarrassing scene.

The newcomer to their port Mafia not long ago, Shuichi Akai, who is known as a genius sniper, is pressing on Frankenstein in an extremely possessive posture, and the person who is crushed is imprisoned in the hospital by the person who crushed him. chair.

The blond and weak doctor pushed against the strong chest in front of him, but the slender wrist seemed to have no strength, but it seemed like he wanted to refuse.

The long black-haired sniper was almost forcing the weak-looking doctor to kiss him, and it looked as if something bad was going to happen in the next second.

No matter how you look at this scene, it is all a sniper's stealth!

This embarrassing scene made him forget the purpose of coming here for a moment.

Zhong Ye gritted his teeth, finally couldn't hold back, and shouted: "Why don't you lock the door?!"

Akai Shuichi wanted to get up, but Frankenstein pulled him back into his arms. His seemingly slender arms were surprisingly powerful, and directly locked Akai Shuichi into his arms, preventing him from escaping.

"Axiu, why don't you lock the door." Frankenstein said this as if he was blaming him, but he couldn't stop glancing at Nakaya who was standing aside, which seemed more like showing off.

"I forgot." Akai Shuichi also forgot with confidence.

Chuya: "..." He should go, there is no room for him anymore.

Zhong Ye turned around with a heck and wanted to leave, but was stopped by Frankenstein.

"Xiao Zhongye, when it's time to be honest, you should be more honest. How can you know that you just worry about people behind your back like this, oops." The old man who just started a relationship is already educating others with complacency.

"Fran is talking about himself." Shuichi Akai whispered in Frankstein's ear.

Frankenstein's smile froze, and he glanced at Akai Shuichi with a half-smile, and then said, "You might as well call him directly, then that white-haired kid should be very happy."

Of course, Frankstein also said this on purpose to Akai Shuichi, who made his little lover jealous just now, thinking that he had moved on.

Although he was crazy when he was young, but now he is very dedicated.

Sure enough, after Akai Shuichi heard it, the corners of his lips curled up quietly, and the haze in his heart dissipated a lot.

Chuya: "..." Hehe, I just don't want him to get too carried away!

"If there is nothing else, I'll leave first." Zhong Ye turned around with a cold expression, and left the basement.

Show your love to yourselves, both of you!hateful!

Zhongye thought as he walked, should he really be more honest?

Or... just... be a little... more frank?

As he thought about it, a blush appeared on his fair face.

……

After Chuya went back, he waited all night and did not hear from Frankenstein.

Of course, he didn't call Gojo Satoru either.

But it's normal to think about it. According to yesterday's posture, Frankstein must have no time to send a message to Chuya all night. After all, Akai Shuichi seems to be the kind of difficult to deal with.

Chuya, who went to work with two dark circles under his eyes, was extremely irritable.

As soon as he stepped into the building of Mafia at the port, the employees in the building immediately raised their vigilance, and everyone was in danger.

Only Hideichi Akai, who came in from behind him, looked in a good mood, and the marks left on his neck from last night were also undisguised, showing brightly.

"Nakahara-san, Oha."

"Morning, morning, good, ah, Chi, Jing." Zhong also turned around, his face was gloomy and terrifying, and there was still a faint resentment around him.

Akai Shuichi: "Ah..." The air pressure is so low.

"I still have something to do, so I'm leaving first." As an ordinary person, Akai Hideichi didn't want to mess with this superior with supernatural powers yet.

"Go to Dr. Frankenstein?"

"Hmm... yes..." Akai Hideichi nodded hesitantly.

"Ha ha……"

Akai Shuichi: "..."

He'd better go.

Even if he is sitting in the office, he has no intention of working at all, his mind is full of Gojo Satoru who disappeared overnight.

He stared at the document in front of him for a long time, but he didn't sign his name.

He didn't want to admit that a single man could have that much influence on him, even if it was true.

Maybe he didn't even realize it, but from the very beginning, his tolerance for Gojo Satoru had far surpassed others.

He even felt accustomed to that person touching him.

Just when his thoughts were chaotic, he was interrupted by a knock on the door.

"What's the matter?" Zhong also looked up from the file.

The voice of one of his subordinates came from outside the door: "Master Chuya, a man came just now and said he was going to come in and deliver food to you."

"Takeaway?" He didn't order takeaway, did he?

"I didn't order takeaway, let him go out."

"But……"

The subordinate's voice outside the door hesitated for a moment, and then the door of Zhongye's office opened with a "bang".

A tall man in black with a peaked cap on his head broke in. The man was wearing a black eyepatch, and his snow-white hair was slightly exposed from under the hat. He was holding a takeaway box in his hand, and the box was printed with a certain high-end dessert. Store logo.

"Hi ~ Chuya, I'm here to deliver food to you~"

The voice that Kamijou thought about all night came, and Chuya stiffened his fist instantly.

"Where did you go last night, bastard?!"