Port Mafia's strongest son-in-law

"I think I can explain this."

Gojo Gojo's forehead was dripping with cold sweat, and he was frantically thinking about how to explain this embarrassing scene.

Chuya lowered his legs and raised his hand to grab Gojo Satoru's collar. The two of them were almost forehead to forehead, nose to nose, breathing interlaced, heartbeat could be heard.

"You'd better give me a reasonable explanation, otherwise...you will be crushed by gravity."

There was a sneer on his face, and his dark blue eyes were as cold as a layer of frost, oppressed by gravity, and the people around him had a tendency to have difficulty breathing.

The wine bottle on the table was finally overwhelmed by the wine glass and exploded, and the golden wine splashed everywhere.

However, the waitress who rushed over to clean up saw this atmosphere, and could only stand by with a broom, not daring to take a step forward.

The subordinate next to him swallowed in fright, but had no choice but to step forward, pointing to the watch on his wrist, and said to Zhong Ye: "Master Zhong Ye, it's time..." It's almost time, and we have to go to other stores.

"Shut up!" Zhong Ye looked over with a ruthless gaze and interrupted what the subordinate was saying.

The subordinates were so frightened that they immediately silenced, lowered their heads and shrank aside like a quail.

"Chuya..." Gojo Satoru wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Chuya.

"Do you know what this place is?! This is the Cowherd's shop. This is what your part-time job at night said you were here for?!" Chuya's eyes gradually became bloodshot, and a hint of purple appeared in the originally deep blue eyes like sea water. rhyme.

If he hadn't come, would this person have been ambiguous with a woman like this, and even drank together?

He obviously couldn't bear the smell of alcohol, but could he bear it for a woman?

Countless thoughts flashed through Chuya's mind, making him even more angry. He was not only angry with Gojo Satoru for coming to such a place, but also angry with his own anger and reverie for no reason.

"Chuya..." Gojo Satoru called out again, the other person's expression made him a little guilty and distressed, but more, it was a kind of twisted and weird joy.

At this time, the angrier his Zhong Ye is, the more he cares about him, doesn't it mean?

Gojo Satoru took off the white cotton gloves on his hand, and touched Chuya's cheek with his warm fingertips.

However, before touching him, Nakaya grabbed his wrist first.

Nakaya pressed his wrist directly against the wall above his head.

The next second, a warm and moist lip came up, Gojo Satoru's pupils shrank, as if he didn't expect the other party to make such a move, he wrapped his other hand around Chuya's slender waist, with such strength that he almost almost Melt the opponent into your own flesh and blood.

Only in this way did he calm down his slightly trembling hands due to excitement.

Zhong Ye actually... kissed him on his own initiative?

In this position, Gojo Satoru took the initiative to open his teeth to allow the opponent to break through.

In this kiss led by Chuya, Gojo Satoru seemed to sense some of the other's emotions.

Not only Chiba Huimei who was next to Gojo Satoru, but even the subordinates who came with Chuya were stunned in place.

This... what's going on here?

Their Master Chuya actually forcibly kissed a white-haired cowherd in a cowherd's shop.

Wait, white hair, sunglasses...

Fuck, Fuck, Fuck! ! !

Instinctively, the subordinate who knew what the astonishing big melon knew silently shut his mouth, and withdrew from the game destined to be only two people.

They should organize themselves to go to the next store. They are already mature subordinates and they must learn to be self-reliant.

If you disturb someone's relationship, you will be kicked by a donkey.

Originally, this kind of task should be done by these low-level employees.

So his subordinates backed away silently, and handed over the stage to a pair of prospective couples who were not together yet.

As for Chiba Huimei, who just found out that Gojo Wujo had a lover, countless thoughts flashed through her mind.

It turned out that Mr. Lucifer really didn't lie to her, he really had a lover!

It turns out that Mr. Lucifer's lover is the cadre of Chuya at the port of Mafia!

If she was caught raped in the booth, would she be silenced?

However, when Zhong Ye kissed her, there was only one thought left in her mind.

... Zhongye cadres are so spicy.

Zhong also didn't expect that he would actually kiss him directly.

In short, the body responded one step ahead of the brain, and by the time he realized it, he could no longer escape.

Gojo Satoru wrapped his arms around his waist and held him tightly, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free.

Lips and tongues depend on each other, and he can always feel the flattering meaning of Wutiao Wu.

Chuya frowned, and bit down ruthlessly. The soft and sensitive tongue was treated so roughly, and the bloody smell instantly spread in the two mouths.

Gojo Satoru was suffocating in pain, and his eyes were red for an instant, but the next second, he kissed even more excitedly.

Chuya: "..." What's wrong with this guy?Why are you working harder?

It wasn't until Zhongya blushed and began to struggle due to lack of oxygen that Gojo Satoru let go of his arm slightly, and their lips parted, pulling out a silver thread slightly bloodied.

Chiba Huimei: "..." Mr. Lucifer and Chuya cadres, is this... so exciting?

"Chuya~" Gojo Satoru's eyes were bright red, and the bright blue pupils shone with fine water.

Looks like it was bitten.

"You deserve it!"

"Chuya isn't angry anymore." For the first time, Gojo Satoru was a head shorter than Zhongya, and he buried his head in Chuya's chest, and a soft, slightly aggrieved voice sounded muffled.

"I came here because that Yamada Kei lied to me! He told me that he had a part-time job and made a lot of money so I came here."

Gojo Satoru raised his eyes and glanced quietly at Nakaya's face, and felt that the other party softened slightly, so he began to explain sentence by sentence, turning black and white.

"Chuya... I didn't even know this was a Cowherd shop."

"I only found out after I came here, but I can't leave anymore. Yamada Jing said that this is the industry of the port Mafia, and it's not a place where you can come or leave whenever you want."

"I was forced." Finally concluded.

Naive Chiba Huimei: "..." Is that so?

Chuya: "..." Very good, Yamada Kei.

Although he knew that this might be Gojo Satoru's exaggerated statement, he was more inclined to blame others than to blame Gojo Satoru.

After all, if Yamada Takashi hadn't provoke Gojo Satoru, Gojo Satoru wouldn't have appeared here either!

Central Plains Chuya is Yokohama's famous double standard!

"And I want to protect Zhongye during the day, so I can't deliver food, so at night..."

"Hehe, you really work day and night."

Wujo Gojo suddenly became a little unhappy when he heard the words, frowned slightly, and said, "How can Chuya compare with those people? Don't belittle yourself!"

Those people Chiba Huimei: "..."

"When did I compare myself to them?!" Zhong also roared in dissatisfaction, "Also! What's the matter with you drinking with this woman?!"

He pointed at Chiba Huimei viciously.

"Me? That..." Chiba Huimei glanced at Wujo Wu's pitiful gaze, feeling a little unbearable.

Mr. Lucifer is so weak, he must have suffered a lot of bullying when he was with Chuya cadres...

Even so, I didn't leave, it was really a touching love.

Miss Huimei, who had already dreamed up a bloody love relationship, couldn't help but start to sympathize with Gojo Wu, who was at a disadvantage in this love.

"Lucifer... er... this... Mr. He didn't drink, I drank all of these alone." Chiba Huimei explained for Gojo Wu.

At this time, Zhong also noticed that there was only one cup corpse on the coffee table.

It seems the man is not lying.

"I really didn't drink a sip of wine!"

Gojo Satoru still looked cold with his big blue eyes, but in fact he had calmed down a little bit.

"Although this is the case, but..."

Chuya raised his fist with a smile on his face, and slammed it hard on the top of Gojo Satoru's head.

Even so, he was still angry!