Me and Zhong also are playing each other again

It turns out that people lose their voices when they are extremely shocked. I opened my mouth and swallowed all the words dumbly.

No matter how stupid I was, I wouldn't think that the famous Gravity Envoy was some kind of undercover public security agent. For a while, I secretly rejoiced that I didn't ask that idiotic question.

My colleague quietly asked me: "...What's going on? Do you know him?"

I put my hands behind my back and walked a few steps up the steps: "Mr. Zhongye."

He quietly made a 'play by ear' gesture to his colleagues.

He stared at me blankly, with no murderous aura left in his body, but he felt guilty of being found out for doing something wrong.

Mr. Zhongye is indeed such a person. In the current situation, both of us are clearly at fault, but he dare not look me in the eye, like a cat that has done something wrong.

"Peach branch." He called my name softly.

I imitated Osamu Dazai's flattering tone: "My name is not Taozhi, I'm just a grateful mouse."

"I..." He hesitated to speak.

The colleague behind him carried Masaharu Takizawa and set off.

I stepped forward quickly, pretending to be angry, and punched Nakahara Nakaya—of course he caught it firmly.

Then we fought back and forth, although in fact, I beat people unilaterally, and Nakahara was passively defensive.

"Nakaya-kun, are you kidding me?" I deftly slapped him backwards, blaming him for all the faults, "Knowing that I hate the mafia, I made up bad words about Gravity in front of you a few times, and you are like Accept it as if it was a joke, Mr. Gravity makes you laugh at me for being an idiot, right?"

"Where is it?" He retorted, "You hate the mafia so much, I dare not tell you the truth, how could I laugh at you?"

"I don't believe it, did you want to hit me just now? How long have you been in love and are you going to hit me? Are all mafia men domestic violence?"

Nakahara Chuya: "It's not time to stop - and now it's obviously me who is being beaten!"

He glanced at my colleague who was trying to escape in the chaos. While defending, he lightly pressed his finger on the headset and whispered a short sentence that he didn't know why.

But I am not in a hurry, the miscellaneous soldiers will not be their opponents, and now the Central Plains is also being restrained by me, and Xia You is outside to support them.Although there was a little bit of trouble in the process, as long as Takizawa Masaharu was brought to Knotweed in the end, it would be fine.

The fist touched the tough muscle, I suddenly withdrew my strength, and looked at Chuya Nakahara nervously.

He clutched the lower edge of his ribs, fell a few steps back, frowned and said, "It hurts, Taozhi."

I:"……"

Oops!Did he accidentally smash his internal organs? !

Ordinary people's bodies seem to be very fragile, and they will be half-dead after tossing and turning... People with supernatural powers are also a kind of ordinary people, right?

"It hurts." Zhong Yuan repeated again, his blue eyes staring straight at me, and his tone was loose, "I admit defeat."

I stepped forward hesitantly, and pressed the back of his hand covering his abdomen: "Hold, I'm sorry, Chuya-kun, does it hurt? Hmm...let me see?"

And Zhong Yuanzhong also took my waist, and put his other hand lightly on the back of my neck. Before I could react, I had already fallen into his arms.

"Hold it and it won't hurt." He said with a smile in his voice.

The false appearance of anger I acted on can no longer be maintained: "..."

Chuya Nakahara's curly hair brushed against the crest of his neck, bringing a little itchiness, and I shrunk my neck subconsciously.

"I'm sorry, Taozhi." He said softly, "I didn't mean to lie to you."

I opened my mouth, but felt a sudden pain in the back of my neck.

As if the strength of his limbs was drained all of a sudden, he fell back uncontrollably and was firmly caught by a pair of arms.

Before losing consciousness, I gritted my teeth and thought - sure enough, the hateful mafia...

……

Port Mafia, Chief Office.

"...That's the way it is." The black-haired young man crossed his fingers and leaned back on the chair lightly, "We really need Masaharu Takizawa's ability."

His attitude was sincere and humble, half of his face was hidden in the shadows, making his golden pupils look like flowing honey.

"Boss Sen, I implore you to let the past go..."

Mori Ogai had a very calm expression, but he had to be afraid of this young man who broke through the heavy defenses and swaggered into the chief's office.

He even wore a light beige windbreaker, elegant and handsome, he knocked down a whole self-defense force, but the sleeves were spotless.It is more like a new social person who has just graduated from a prestigious university and came to the port to find a job. He is new here and wants to perform well in front of his boss.

But Mori Ogai knew that he was not as harmless as he looked—this conjurer named 'Tsurumi Yunya' made him feel very much like the defected Dazai.

It was clearly a gesture of request, but it carried a creepy murderous look.Against him, it is not a wise choice.

Mori Ogai felt troubled for a long time.

And Tsurumi Yungu didn't know what the other party thought of him at all. He calmly painted Mori Ogai, but his heart had already flown out of the stained glass window of the chief's office—I really want to watch a play, I really want to watch a play, so much Want to watch a play, fight, fight, fight...

If he hadn't been entrusted by Gojo Satoru to negotiate with Mori Ogai, he would have applauded vigorously at the scene of the fight between Tsurumi Momoe and Nakahara Nakaya.Although I will be hated by my wronged sister for a long time afterwards, what does that matter, is there anything more interesting than this?

He and Mori Ogai exchanged hypocrisy for several rounds, agreed on the resolution of the cadre [a] incident, and finally talked about 'Masaharu Takizawa'.

This person is not important to the port mafia, Mori Ogai made a personal favor, and quickly nodded and agreed to Masaharu Takizawa to let them handle it.

The other party said with a half-smile, "...then, happy cooperation, Tsurumi-kun."

And Tsurumi Yungu nodded slightly, leaving an inexplicable smile, and left the chief's office.

He glanced at the slowly rising elevator number, jumped down from the corridor window, and ran towards the dungeon following the memory of when he came.

Then I bumped into Nakahara Chuya who was holding a peach branch in his arms.

Tsurumi Yungu: "Show me, isn't he dead?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also shocked: "...Of course not! I just fainted."

Tsurumi Yungu: "So useless? Could it be you who knocked me out?"

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

"Really?" Hejian Yungu slightly raised his eyebrows at him, then looked down at the peach branch sleeping peacefully in his arms, "...that's pretty amazing, Mr. Zhongyuan."

He couldn't help laughing just by imagining how his sister would look when she woke up.

Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed: "...I really don't know what to do. I just asked her... Well, I received an order from the leader to stop me."

"You must have passed out." Hejian Yungu hit the nail on the head, and praised, "You are too good! By the way, if you sneak attack while Taozhi is not paying attention, she will be very angry."

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

Tsurumi Yungu: "So that's the case, then first I wish you a happy breakup, goodbye."

"Wait, wait a minute..."

But Tsurumi Yungu disappeared without looking back.

……

I had a very weird dream.

In my dream, I was sitting in front of the vanity mirror, looking down, I was wearing a mermaid white gauze with a wedding ring on my ring finger.

I couldn't control myself, and despite my resistance, I still went through the wedding process with a man whose face couldn't be seen clearly.

When he opened his eyes again, he stood in front of the house. The building number and the surname of 'Zhongyuan' were printed on the form at the door.

I breathed a sigh of relief, and changed my shoes in the hallway. There was an old red scarf hanging on the hanger in the living room, which should be a man's style.

There seemed to be someone in the kitchen, I opened the door to see——

Zhong Yuanzhong is also wearing a cartoon printed apron, his forehead is combed up, and his profile is jagged.He is a few years older than my Nakaya-kun, and his temperament is more dangerous. When he looks sideways, he makes people shudder, and the cobalt blue eyes reflect my dazed expression.

He raised his eyebrows and smiled at me: "Come back so early today?... The soup will take a while."

I asked, "Mr. Zhongye?"

Him: "Huh?" I couldn't think of a topic, so I repeated his words: "You're pretty early today."

Zhong Yuanzhong also stared at me: "...?"

"What are you talking about? I don't have a job." His tone was calm and gentle, and he took a bottle of orange soda from the refrigerator and handed it to me. "Go watch TV."

I sat back on the sofa obediently, and suddenly realized that I should be dreaming.

Please, how could Zhongye-kun be a full-time househusband?

So I woke up, gasping for breath, my brain still groggy.

I stared at the unfamiliar ceiling for a long time before realizing that I was not in a familiar place, and sat up in a daze.

This is a rich and empty office, and the decoration is expensive.I dragged my steps towards the door, and as soon as I opened a gap, I heard a male voice respectfully say: "Mr. Zhongyuan is going to report to Chief Sen. Please wait a moment."

what.

I remembered.

My fingers pinching the doorknob tightened suddenly: "Tell me, where is the chief's office?"

The black suit waiting at the door just repeated: "Please wait a moment."

In the next second, the flames wiped the cracks and devoured the entire metal door, turning it into black carbide against the laws of physics.

I saw the shoulders of the black suit tremble.

"Forget it." I suddenly lost interest, "If you don't want to die, get away."

He really didn't dare to stop me.

I'm in a bad mood, and now I just want to go back to sleep, and then settle the score with Zhongyuan Zhongye.

bad guy.

asshole.

Unforgivable.

……

However, as one wished, the elevator door opened, and I looked up to meet Chuya Nakahara.

I:"……"

His eyes lit up: "Tao Zhi." Then he pursed his lips guiltyly, "...Sorry, what's wrong now?"

I said in a strange way: "Thanks to you, I don't feel comfortable anywhere."

Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his head: "I'm sorry."

I tried my best to suppress my anger: "Stay away from me."

He paused: "Well...don't."

I:"????"

My blood pressure soared, and I punched him decisively on the cheek: "Chuya Nakahara, you—"

Nakahara Chuya's blue eyes stared at me for a moment, with no intention of avoiding it at all, and my fist barely stopped on his cheek.

A few seconds later, he pursed his lips and smiled, his pupils shone brightly, bright and sly.

It seems to say, you are really reluctant.

I'm desperate, Nakahara Chuya, how could he be so——such a bastard!

And this person has proved with practical actions that he can push even further.Taking advantage of my dazed effort, Zhongyuan Zhong also bent down slightly, and stretched out his arms to hug me into his arms. I was in a hurry and had to wrap my arms around his shoulders tightly.

He raised his head, rubbed the tip of his nose against my cheek, and pressed his lips to my cheek.

"For the love anniversary's sake, please forgive me?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also laughed lowly, "Please, Tao Zhi."

"..."

"Okay?" He stopped quietly, his long eyelashes slowly closed, "Let me kiss you?"