I saved the world after jumping backwards

The silver-haired boy's cheeks were slightly red, and the warm breath leaked from his open and closed lips. He was obviously still some distance away from him, but the Chu-haired boy felt that his breath hit his ear, It made him shiver for a while.

Chuya subconsciously swallowed, and shouted: "Hey, Xue, are you okay?"

Xue raised his head ignorantly, as if he didn't understand what he was talking about, but in the eyes of Nakahara Chuya, he frowned slightly, his eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of mist, and the ends of his eyes were stained with drunkenness. A touch of light red, like the rouge on the corners of the ancient geisha's eyes.

Such a thick and beautiful face with a sense of alienation, but at this time, it has a well-behaved and ignorant innocence.

Zhong Ye was directly attacked head-on, HP-4000, and the remaining HP was like a candle in the wind!

He immediately turned to Dazai who had been silent since not long ago, "Bastard Dazai, don't just watch, think of a way, what should we do now?"

The black-haired boy blinked, and said in an innocent tone: "But Chuya, I can't help it~ I don't know that Xiaoxue just drank a glass of champagne and got drunk."

"You guys just don't want to care about it because you just find it interesting?!"

Although he was very unhappy, Chu knew what Dazai was thinking at this time, after all, the two had been partners for a year.

"No, it's just that Xiaoxue like this is really rare~"

He clicked his tongue towards the smiling black-haired boy, and when he looked at Xue, his blue eyes were full of helplessness and indulgence, "Xue, can you understand me?"

Xue's head was dizzy, and he stared at the boy in front of him for a long time before he nodded his head belatedly, "...well, Mr. Chuya..."

Seeing him responding to himself, Chuya's eyes lit up, and he continued: "Are you okay? Do you want to go to my room to rest, I'll call Oda to pick you up."

The silver-haired boy understood what he said this time. He hung his head feebly and thought for a while, then shook his head and said, "...I-I don't want to go home, don't call me sir."

Seeing this, Dazai leaned over and asked curiously, "Hey—why don't you want to go home?"

"Hey, Dazai!"

Chuya interrupted him, but the black-haired boy gave him an inexplicable look. Unlike the expression of interest on his face, his tone was quite steady, as if he was just stating a reasonable fact: "Speak the truth after drinking, You must know, this is probably a good opportunity to learn about Xiaoxue's abilities."

"What's more, Xiaoxue like this is rare~"

Dazai can always identify favorable conditions in various situations, so as to make reasonable judgments, and even predict the actions of others. This has always made Chu, who is always calculated by him, feel uncomfortable.

But in fact Osamu Dazai was right, Xue really rarely showed such a mood in front of others.

He seems to always hide his feelings in his heart, he is gentle and silent, as if he has never vented his true emotions.

Therefore, he always incites others, wants to reveal his gentle surface, reveals his truest inside, whether it is bitter or funny, and wants him to show more emotions for himself.

But no matter what Chuya thought about it, he felt that Dazai just wanted to see more because he found it interesting. After all, making excuses is also Dazai's strong point.

Taking advantage of Chuya's hesitation, Dazai pulled Yuki to his side, and he whispered softly: "Xiaoyuki, why don't you want to go home? What's wrong with Odasaku?"

After being drunk, Xue was obedient and let him pull, and then leaned against him because of dizziness, his eyes looked through the front hair, as if he was empty and looking forward, "...Mr. Zuo, no longer I am a foster father alone, it is very hard, so..."

"...I don't want to disturb him."

Yuki's words made Naka quite puzzled, but Dazai knew it well. Odasaku brought back a baby girl who lost her parents on the night when the Longtou struggle ended.

"So that's the case, I understand." Dazai rolled his eyes.

Zhong also looked at him contemptuously, his eyes seemed to say: You understand again, you understand a ghost.

"Then Xiaoxue, what is your supernatural ability?" Seeing that the results were good, Dazai got to the point, but this time Xue didn't answer him as he expected.

The silver-haired boy whimpered like a small animal. From the very beginning, his state was a little strange. He kept breathing with his lips. He subconsciously took two steps back because of the headache. Dazai on the side wanted to help him, but he couldn't He stepped on the tablecloth carefully, and the wine on the edge of the table was poured towards them.

"..."

There were traces of alcohol on Chuya Nakahara's expensive trousers, and even the shirts of Dazai and Yuki were wet with red wine. Fortunately, other people did not notice this side, otherwise the protagonist of the banquet would make such an embarrassment that the port Mafia-owned businesses leave a bad impression.

Dazai also winked at Zhong Zhong who was hovering on the verge of rage, and the two slipped out of the banquet hall with Xue.

……

"Don't worry Chuya, the leader has already agreed to leave halfway."

"So, why is it your room and not mine?" Zhong Ye sat on the sofa and questioned inexplicably and unhappily. Can't help but hold his hand softly.

"Of course it's because—" Dazai threw two shirts from the closet, and poked his head out after hearing his question, "Chuya's clothes, Koyuki, can't fit at all~"

Chuya scolded: "You bastard, do you want to die?!" After a pause, the abnormal heat in his hand drew his attention back, and he lowered his voice: "I'll find my subordinates to bring the pants, or I'll give them to Oda. Give me a call, I always feel that Xue's body temperature is not quite right."

"Let me see." As Dazai said, he put his hand on Xue's face, Xue's cheeks were flushed, and she breathed with her lips as if dehydrated, and the warm breath hit his wrist, "Sure enough Something is wrong..." Jin.

Before he could utter the last word, he swallowed it because of the silver-haired boy's next move.

Xue turned her head away, buried her face in the hands of the black-haired boy, and rubbed her face attached.

But Dazai could only feel the touch of his lips on his stiffened palm.

Soft and moist, with slightly warm breath.

His lips must be perfect for kissing.

His eyes seemed to sink, and his Adam's apple covered by the bandage rolled up and down.

The roar in his head gradually dissipated, Osamu Dazai gently wiped

Get rid of the teardrop overflowing from the corner of his eye, "Anyway, let's change a piece of clothes for him first."

"Ah... I'll ask someone to bring over some hangover soup." Chuya, not knowing what he was thinking at all, took out his mobile phone, and while making a call, he watched Dazai take off Yuki's suit jacket little by little until he started to untie it. It was only when he was buttoning his shirt that he realized something was wrong.

Xue realized that someone was undressing herself, and obediently followed his movements and sat up. He was too hot.

The lower back is so hot, the head is so hot... Hurry up...

When the other party got to his chest, Xue finally couldn't help it anymore. He trembled for a moment because he touched the other party's hand, then he pushed away the slow guy in front of him dizzily, and quickly took off his shirt , thrown aside.

Both teenagers froze, staring at him blankly.

But the heat still didn't slow down, Xue's head was swollen, and she simply relied on her instinct to find what she wanted, before taking two steps, she fell down on the bed completely, as if she curled up in pain, trembling uncontrollably .

So sad……

Snow's lower back was naturally exposed at the moment when the silver hair naturally fell down, and the large area of ​​tattoos arrogantly showed her sense of existence on the snow-white skin, but it just brought a sick and cruel beauty just right.

Horrible skeletons, scarlet eucalyptus, and black ouroboros on the skeletons.

Beautiful yet brutally entrenched.