The mutual attraction of gravity and gravitation

The meeting with Oiran Manaka was so bold that the guests at the banquet did not dare to make a loud noise. They stayed on the first floor of the Yangwu and tried to eavesdrop. Unfortunately, the location arranged by the owner of the Yangwu skillfully blocked their hearing and made them want to secretly gossip. Not at all.

Compared with the way he stared at Nanase Masumi at the first meeting, Nakahara Chuya was very silent this time, holding a small wine glass and taking a sip occasionally but not letting himself get drunk, which made Ogimotoya beware of his reckless behavior The new creation is somewhat more at ease.

Originally they didn't understand why the oiran didn't reject Zhongya Chuya's paper from Yangwu, but now it seems that Moyue was comforted by the oiran during the exchange of letters between the two, so the second meeting was so quiet.

However, unlike what they thought, she did not actually reply to the letter that Zhong Yuan Zhong also handed over.

Although he read every letter, due to various concerns, Nanase Masumi did not reply to him.

Quite different from Zhongyuan Zhong is the first meeting's Purgatory Xingshourou. He has been eating Yangwu's dishes without stopping at all. He only greeted him loudly at the very beginning, and he looked full of energy.

He looked dull, as if he didn't notice the subtle aura between Nakahara Chuya and Nanase Masumi at all, and he didn't care that Nanase Masumi arranged the meeting on the same day, Usui Tengen explained the process to him.

He doesn't need to do or say anything today, just go to Yangwu and eat.

The oiran would not talk to the guests unless it was the third meeting, and it was impossible for them to hand over information when there was a new creation on the scene.

A loud sigh of deliciousness made the depressed Zhongyuan Zhong also couldn't help but look over.

"Did I meet you somewhere?" With a drunken face on his face, he looked at Nanase Zhenchun quietly with his face on his face, as if he would be satisfied just looking at him like this.

But this sentence was said to Purgatory Xingshourou, because he knew that Nanase Masumi would not talk to him at this time.

"Huh?" Purgatory Xingshourou with puffy cheeks turned his head to look at him seriously, and said affirmatively, "We haven't met before, if someone who has, I will definitely have an impression."

He has been running around the countryside to kill ghosts hiding in the mountains and small places. Purgatory Xingshourou has no impression of people in suits and leather shoes like Zhongya Zhongya at all.

Zhong Yuanzhong also shook the small wine glass, and replied vaguely: "That is, I have met someone who looks similar to you..."

He is not good at remembering insignificant people, and if the characteristics of the purgatory family were not too obvious, he would not remember them.

Purgatory Xingshoulang glanced at him unexpectedly, put down the bowl and chopsticks and said seriously: "Mr. Zhongyuan must have met my father."

Zhongyuan Zhong also responded in a vague way, "It should be, you look alike."

Special hair color, eye color and highly similar looks, but the expression seems to be very different. This young Lian Ji looks much more energetic and energetic.

"Have you brought the knife?" The small wine glass hit the table heavily, and Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at him.

Purgatory Xingshourou realized later that he seemed to be the suitor of Nanase Zhenchun, and said seriously: "Even if I bring a knife, I will not fight with you."

During the Taisho period, it was forbidden for the people to wear swords. Even if he hid the sword under the haori, he could not blatantly say that he brought the sword into the house.

Purgatory Kyojuro will not pull out the Japanese Saber unless he encounters a ghost.

Seeing Nanase's innocuous face, but actually faintly tense, Nakahara clicked his tongue in displeasure: "Whoever wants to fight you, I'm not stupid enough to smash Yangwu."

"Just want to confirm something." He said lightly.

……

As Nanase Machun expected, Nakahara Nakaya sneaked into her room through the window again in the middle of the night.

"Mr. Zhongyuan, you..." She frowned slightly.

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised the oiled paper bag in his hand, and said calmly: "You didn't say whether the snacks I sent you last time were good or not, so I brought them here myself this time."

He raised his eyebrows and hooked his lips, smiling unrestrainedly: "It's not easy to make some dim sum, please give me some feedback."

The smell of sweet pastries sneaked over, and Nanase Masumi took his oiled paper bag with downcast eyes and opened it. Inside were famous dim sums in Kyoto, which were hard to get in Yoshiwara and no one would bother to make them.

Only Yusui Tianyuan and Ganlusi Mili each brought her sticky bean cake once, and she hasn't eaten other snacks for a long time.

"Why did you bring me some snacks?" Nanase Masumi asked softly while holding the snacks as the slightly sweet aroma of red beans tempted her.

The young man squatting in front of her smiled and said: "If you want to take it, you can take it, don't you like it?"

The softness of glutinous rice and the sweetness of red beans in the mouth, simple but nostalgic taste.

"Yatsuhashi pancakes are delicious." She didn't dare to meet Nakahara Nakaya's overly hot eyes, and looked down at Jingyachihashi, biting the little bit of powdered sugar that fell on her fingertips and the corners of her mouth even if she ate it modestly. , she was about to wipe it off with a handkerchief, when Zhong Yuanzhong held her hand and licked off the powdered sugar bit by bit with lowered eyes.

The ghost's fangs grazed the fingertips, bringing a sense of tension and danger. Nanase Machun's cheeks and ears were burning hot, and he stammered, "You, what are you doing?"

"I haven't eaten here..." Blue eyes stared deeply at the corners of her mouth, and Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his lips and said with a smile: "Isn't it good to waste food?"

Nanase Zhenchun hid the hand he had licked, turned her back and hurriedly licked off the powdered sugar from the corner of her mouth: "I didn't waste it."

A chuckle from behind let her know that she was being teased again.

She turned her head and stared back angrily, her orange eyes were as gorgeous and beautiful as burning flames: "Mr. Zhongyuan, we are not husband and wife yet, right? Don't you think you shouldn't appear in my room at this time?"

"I'm worried about you..." Zhong Yuanzhong also put away his smile and coughed lightly: "Every time I write to you, you don't reply."

Nanase Zhenchun felt a little guilty, and hummed softly: "Didn't we meet today?"

"It's just that Yang Wu can't even talk when we meet..." With some complaints in his tone, he pulled her into his arms, and his restrained and low voice made her ears go numb, "I wrote you so much Not even one letter was answered."

Grinding her ear pinnae with his teeth, he whispered, "I've been waiting for your reply."

The body couldn't help getting hot and limp, and Nakahara Chuya's heat could be felt through layers of heavy clothes, Nanase Masumi bit her lower lip tightly, and said in a low voice: "Say, you sounded so good, you What are you doing now?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also pondered for a while, and a low voice tinged with a smile rang in her ears: "Make you comfortable? Zhenchun sweated a lot, even my gloves were wet."

The edges and corners of the gemstone on the ring slid over the sensitive and trembling skin, her eyes were flushed, and she said in shame and indignation: "Jin Yoshihara doesn't even take off the ring, Zhongya Zhongya, do you want face?"

With sharp eyebrows raised, Nakahara Chuya's hand passed through her fingers and his fingers were tightly intertwined. He smiled and kissed the corner of her eyes: "My good girl, this is the ring you gave me. I am Never took it off."

It was the engagement ring he gave Nanase Zhenchun, where is it now?

She was stunned, and retorted: "Nonsense, nonsense!"

"I only have one dead husband, how could I ever give someone else a ring?"

 And she didn't throw away the ring, she just tied it with a rope and wrapped it around the sun wheel knife, and the ninja mouse took care of it.

Zhongyuan Zhong also sighed helplessly and amusedly: "Then do you still remember the name of your dead husband?"

Nanase Zhenchun choked, faltering and saying: "I was injured once, but I don't even remember it."

But she clearly remembered Butterfly Kanae said that the man was burned by the sun to protect her.

Zhong Yuanzhong also kissed the corner of her eyes affectionately, and said with a broken smile: "Idiot, don't you even remember what your own ring looks like?"

At the beginning, they chose rings of the same style, but the color of the gemstones on the setting was different.

"This is the proposal ring we gave each other..." He hugged her back and said slowly, "It's a coincidence that we chose the same style of ring and proposed to each other on the same day. Do you have a good heart?"

She leaned on Zhongyuan Zhongye's shoulder and panted lightly, her head was in a mess: "Okay, it seems to be a coincidence..."

The comfortable and warm feeling surged up continuously like a wave, making it difficult for her to stay awake.

She thought in a daze, as if she was the oiran of Ogimotoya?

Why now it looks like Zhong Yuanzhong is also seducing her?

Her fingers scratched and wrinkled the suit jacket on his body, and she didn't notice the gorgeous belt swishing from the corner of the wall in a state of confusion and distraction.

Moved over like a reptile, and when it was getting closer, it suddenly attacked Nanase Masumi, who was held by Nakahara Nakaya, his cold and disgusted eyes fell on the belt with a strong sense of oppression.

"Are you tired? Do you want to take a rest?" The hand holding her back moved smoothly, and Zhongyuan Zhong also coaxed softly: "Don't worry, I will protect you. If you are tired, you can rest at ease."

The kimono was wet with sweat on the back, Nanase Masumi closed her eyes and yawned softly, leaning against Nakahara Nakaya's arms: "I'll sleep for a while, you are not allowed to stay here overnight."

Dare to do such absurd things after only a short while, and let Zhongyuan Zhongye stay?

"Okay, I won't stay overnight." Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed, and the gentle and deep voice made her slowly fall asleep.

"Sleep in peace, I will clear your worries." The red light of gravity spread along the belt, and the cobalt blue eyes were so cold at night.

The ghosts hiding in Yoshiwara Flower Street could turn a blind eye while hiding from him, and let them continue to stay in this bustling Yoshihara Flower Street.

But he couldn't tolerate Nanase Machun after staring at him.

Whether it's the winding ghost or the ghost king, he will never let anyone who tries to devour her or turn her into a ghost.

"I found it." Rubbing Nanase's pure and soft hair lightly, he opened his mouth silently.

The belt controlled by gravity can't do it even if you want to break it to protect yourself. The tall and bad-tempered Oiran Warahime in Kyogoku House froze all over. Together with the whore Taro who hides in her body, she is restrained.

Her body was as heavy as a ten-thousand-jin boulder, and Ming Minggui's body was not afraid at all, but she couldn't control a finger of hers at all.

The panic of wanting to struggle against gravity made her unable to restrain the form of the ghost. The girl in the Kyogoku house screamed in horror, attracting the attention of Usui Tengen and Purgatory Kyojuro squatting nearby.

They pulled out the sun wheel swords and rushed over, only to see the body of Oiran Ferahime exploded directly in front of them, and the eyeballs imprinted with winding rolled down at their feet.

Even the prostitute Taro in her body had no room to resist, and her body was seriously injured by the blood ghost technique and scattered in front of the ghost hunter.

"What exactly is going on.