Domineering Mafia's Silly Goose Wife

"Sauce?"

"..."

"Sauce!"

I was surprised, and when I came back to my senses, I realized that I had already returned home, and my mother was touching my forehead worriedly: "Is the situation very bad?"

"No," I shook my head, "It's been dealt with, as long as I want? Can? Go back to work."

Mom was obviously relieved, and smiled all of a sudden: "That's really great. This is a big event that needs to be celebrated. Mom, let's go shopping at the mall tomorrow."

"Mother."

"Ok?"

I hugged my knees and asked my mom in a low voice, "Can I ask you a question?"

Mom still had her usual gentle smile on her face: "Of course?"

"What if, I mean what if, I want to be with a very, very bad person?"

"How bad is it?"

"Murdering, smuggling and setting fire, he has done all the bad things you can think of."

"I believe in sauce."

"……what?"

"Sha Jiang, Kong Jiang, and Nan Jiang are all my proudest children." She stroked my head lightly, and smiled, "Listen? It's enough to listen to my heart."

Listen? From my heart.

I hugged my mother and made a decision.

In the eyes of the leaders, I may not be a human being, but a 24-hour tool man who does not need to rest.

Holding the concept that as long as you don’t go to get off work, you don’t have to go to work, I regard the police department as my third home. When I open my eyes, it is the police department and when I close my eyes, it is the police department. I can solve all my needs in the police department.If it wasn't for the top-notch physical fitness, and the addition of a brother with superpowers? From time to time? Come and add buffs to me, I would have died suddenly in the police station long ago.

"Qimu, you don't have to work so hard," my colleague patted me on the shoulder and sighed old-fashionedly, "Didn't you notice? Is your hairline declining? The cleaning aunt even asked me to persuade me in private. I advise you to rest more, she is helping you sweep your hair every day."

"I'm also a bit of a career pursuit," I told her vaguely, lying on my desk, feeling my heart beating so fast that my head was almost bewildered, "Naturally it takes a little effort."

"You're not at a certain level," she sighed again, "The leader said that Christmas is off next week, and we will go back to date early on Christmas Eve. How long have you not been home, wait a minute You gave birth to a little nephew and you didn't even know it."

"How is that possible," I muttered, "What if that is the case? That's fine, you don't even know that I'm worried about my brother's love life."

Christmas, I turned my head and looked out the window? It's been so long before I know it.

On Christmas Eve, I struggled to climb out of the police station.

After tidying up at home and having a family reunion dinner, I took my bag and ran to see Huang Lai and the others for the holiday.

My mother was very excited and put on a furry coat for me, and told me that it was a coat that the master had consecrated to ensure that my peach blossoms would bloom at the end of this year.Looking at myself bloated around in the mirror, I twitched the corners of my mouth, but I still didn't refuse her kindness.

Forget it, I'm not a young man now, so I still need to take measures to keep warm.

The meeting place was set at Tokyo Tower, and the crowd was raging. I struggled to squeeze in and found out? My best friend was surrounded by a group of enthusiastic young ladies.Looking at the rainbow-colored heads in the crowd, I couldn't help sighing: "The world is really full of kindness to good-looking people, so? I have been able to travel smoothly until now."

"...Are you so narcissistic?" As always, Aomine Daiki, who was as black as a lump of coal, glanced at me speechlessly.

"Please, haven't you been able to face up to the facts after all these years?" I pointed to myself seriously, "Di Guang ranked first in the list of "I want to confess to him/her" most, a school idol-level man of the hour?" He is not a black person like you at all. Charcoal can be compared. "

"...shut up."

"Okay, okay, don't quarrel after we haven't seen each other for so long." Kise Ryo was very kind? The old man tried to persuade him. When he looked at me, he obviously paused, looking at me for a while with a kind of tangled eyes, Only then struggled to hold back a word, "Xiao Qimu, you are dressed very well today? Keep warm."

Aomine Dahui rolled his eyes at him, and the straight man said straight away: "You can? Simply say that she dresses like a bear."

I:……

I glared at him angrily: "I'll blow you up!"

"It doesn't feel like your dressing style." He touched my sleeve, touched it again, and touched it again. "This hair is quite smooth, and it doesn't shed easily. The price is definitely not cheap."

"And it's super comfortable to hold," Momoi Wuzuki buried her almost whole body in my back, "it's warm and soft, like a large doll."

Speaking of this? It was the pain in my heart. I looked up at the sky with vicissitudes of life: "There is a kind of singleness, called mother thinks that you will die alone forever."

"...Although I know Aunt Qimu's thoughts, what does this have to do with your dress?"

"Because my mother forced me to wear this dress," I sighed sadly, "She said that she asked my younger brother's classmate to do the math. My lucky thing for love today? It's plush. Wear this dress A fluffy jacket that the master has opened up is enough? Bless me to make peach blossoms bloom.”

Huang Lailiang was too silent for a while, and suddenly raised a bright smile: "Yeah!"

"...Don't know what to say? Please shut up."

"There is always something to say in response to you, otherwise you will be embarrassed alone."

"Oh. I want to thank you too, don't I?"

"No, no, what's the relationship between us? It's so strange to thank you."

I:……

On the contrary, Akashi gave me a strange look, and pondered: "Saiki, about that matter."

"I know." I scratched my head, "It's really difficult, but I'm not ready to give up."

"Really?" He laughed, "If it's you, of course you can?"

"What charades are you playing?" Everyone looked at the two of us suspiciously, "Why can't I understand a word? I don't understand."

"Things are a bit complicated and very dark, the kind of black mud that will break your three views," I mumbled, "In short, only children make choices, and adults want everything."

Everyone: "...Forget it, you better stop talking."

We stayed high until very late. When it was close to the early morning, I looked at my phone and said goodbye to the friends who were having fun: "I'm going to catch up with the next game, see you next time."

"Eh——" Momoi Wuyue pulled out her voice, puffing up her cheeks in dissatisfaction, "I thought? We're going to stay up all night tonight, and there's another show for Shajiang."

"I'm sorry, I'll meet again next time when I have time." I rubbed her face and couldn't help laughing, "It's a very important person, and I have to say something very important."

"Huh?" She blinked, "It's—"

"Is it him?" Kise Ryota grabbed my arm, looked around vigilantly, with a serious face, "Little Qi Mu, it must be that person."

I didn't hide it from my best friend, patted the back of his hand, smiled and told him: "It's him."

His worries almost overflowed from his eyes: "But you will be very difficult."

"I understand," I said, "I'm ready."

"I know I can't change your opinion, so," he gritted his teeth, and after a while he made up his mind. He firmly held my hand, "No matter what? I will support you. I want to find someone I can also eat at any time? Accompany you."

"Kose, thank you." I gently wrapped my arms around his waist, "I know."

"Bless you." Akashi smiled, "May your wishes come true."

Don't believe in chance encounters.

If you like it, you must create a miracle by yourself.

I saw the man on the other side of the road biting a cigarette, looking up at the night sky, and all kinds of colors fell into his cobalt blue eyes.

Mom said: Listen to your own heart.

I ran straight to him through the crowd?, hugged his waist tightly, and told him.

"Mr. Chuya, I like you too."

The 12 o'clock bell rang in the distance, one after another, but it couldn't cover the sound of him exploding in my ears.

"me too?."

It was snowing, and the ice fell coldly on the cheeks.

But his fiery body temperature is enough to "melt snowflakes".

So I like it like this? I held his face in my hands, just wanting to go a little deeper, wishing I could melt him into my body.

"Well--"

Um?I blinked my eyes and came back to my senses, and looked at Nakahara Zhongya, panting slightly with his face turned away, his cheekbones were dyed with a slight blush.

It's so astringent, I want it.

……Pooh!Now is not the time to think about this.

I'm not the kind of little innocent who would say "Your face is so red, do you have a fever", I scratched my face, I carefully looked at Nakahara Chuya, and apologized softly: "I'm sorry, did I go too far .”

"Stop talking nonsense!" Zhong Yuanzhong also exploded.

"Because I like Mr. Chuya so much," I hooked his fingers and told him in a low voice, "that's why I can't help it."

"...Shut up! At least I'm a bit feminine."

"Women are also allowed? Say what you like and what you want, Mr. Chuya, you are gender biased," I accused him, "I like Mr. Chuya, and I want Mr. Chuya. Is there anything wrong with that?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

He raised his forehead: "Forget it, I shouldn't have argued with you stupid goose about this."

"It was your fault in the first place." I wrapped my arms around his waist and lay on his shoulders. I smelled the citrus fragrance on his body, mixed with the smell of wine, which made me dizzy.

I asked him, "Mr. Chuya, are you going to my house?"

"...huh?" Nakahara Nakaya supported my shoulder and pushed me away, frowning tightly, "Are you serious?"

"I know it's sudden, but I want me to introduce you to my most important family."

"But--"

I knew what he was thinking, held his hand tightly, and said to him firmly: "I have the courage to be with you."

"It's not a matter of courage, you know who we are—"

"I know, I understand, I know it all," I told him, "I will take care of all obstacles, and Mr. Chuya doesn't need to worry about all the difficulties and obstacles in the outside world. You just have to think about it, whether you like me or not. Just don't want to be with me, don't worry about the rest."

"You..." He paused, gritted his teeth, as if out of anger? He rubbed my head fiercely, "Don't take my lines casually."

I asked him seriously, "What about Mr. Nakaya's answer?"

"Are you an idiot? There is no need to ask such a thing." He muttered, looked at me, and suddenly showed a dazed expression for not knowing what he was thinking, but laughed almost in the next second.

"Like it," he said, "Saya Saimu, stay with me."

I held Nakahara Chuya's hand tightly, and pushed open the door, and the orange light fell on us warmly.

Facing the confused or helpless expressions of my parents and younger brothers, I announced to my dearest and dearest family members: "This is Nakahara Chuya, the cadre of Port·Mafia, and the person I like. I want to be with him Together."

Dad seemed to tremble for a moment, and then he was glared at by his younger brother.

The astonishment on my mother's face flashed away, and soon she raised a gentle and tolerant smile in the past, and asked me: "Shajiang, are you sure? He is a mafia, you are a policeman, and you will live a better life in the future." It's tough."

"I'm sure," I told her, "I know what I'm going to face and I'm prepared for it."

"Where's Mr. Nakahara?"

He tilted his head and glanced at me, and seemed to smile: "Ah, me too?"

"I see," she held the hands of the two of us, "from now on, I will leave the sauce to you."

I'm really lucky.

I have always been very grateful to these people who love me and gave me infinite courage.