My cubs are all blackened

The staff member who was kicked by innocent people lay unconscious on the ground.

Zhongyuan Zhong also knelt down beside him, put his fingers together to test his breathing, and then breathed a sigh of relief: "...still alive."

Although there was no big mistake, Nakahara Chuya felt uncomfortable for attacking innocent people for no reason, and this person obviously did a big job for Osamu Dazai, he scratched his hair irritably, Looking at Ye Lian for help, "...what should I do now?"

At this time, Ye Lian's calmness and composure as an adult came to the fore. He looked down at the dial on his wrist and nodded slightly: "Get out of here, it's been too long."

Osamu Dazai also put his hands behind his head, and followed his footsteps in agreement: "That's right, if this continues, the time for dinner will be missed. I want to eat steak tonight!"

Ye Lian petted the end of his hair and smiled: "Then how about I let them cook steak in advance, and Zhongya eat it together?"

Seeing them completely ignoring the comatose staff members and discussing the appetite issue with great interest, Zhongyuan Zhong also wandered his eyes between the two with a confused face, and finally couldn't help raising his voice to remind: "Wait a minute, The more important thing now is the staff! Just leave it alone?!"

Ye Lian blinked, and his eyes were a little confused: "Isn't there nothing wrong with him, so why bother?"

"..." Zhong Yuanzhong was also choked by his appearance of evading responsibility with confidence, but he couldn't find any reason to refute it.

He looked at the two extremely indifferent people in front of him, and suddenly felt a little strange in his heart.

"That being said, after all, I accidentally injured him, so it would be more reasonable to give him some explanation." Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned slightly and looked at Ye Lian: "It's too irresponsible to just leave like this. "

Ye Lian was taken aback, and then realized that Zhong Yuanzhong was also tormented by the guilt of accidentally hurting someone, so he couldn't rest assured of the staff.

This kind of extremely kind quality is something that Ye Lian never thought of, the sense of responsibility, the sense of guilt... no matter what it is, it is an extremely dazzling existence, because Ye Lian has never had it himself, so he loves this Zhongyuanzhong more and more. .

"You're right." Realizing that this would be of some help in educating Dazai, Ye Lian quickly agreed and nodded towards Zhong Yuanzhong, and at the same time slightly pushed Dazai's back, signaling him to step forward Help: "Carry this person to the exit, I can heal him if he is injured."

"Hey...it feels so troublesome." Osamu Dazai took a few steps forward helplessly, then turned his head to look at the smiling Ye Lian.

Ye Lian taught in a timely manner: "Helping people in difficulty is the right thing to do, don't complain."

So, with Dazai Osamu reluctant but still walking, he and Nakahara Nakaya each put up an arm of the unconscious man and easily dragged him outside.

Afterwards, Ye Lian treated the wounds of the unconscious man and paid a sum of medical expenses. Then he bid farewell to the managers of the haunted house and walked towards the periphery of the amusement park.

"Ah, it's really been delayed for such a long time, isn't it already dark?"

Osamu Dazai looked up at the star-studded sky, and then gave Nakahara Nakaya a merciless look: "If some little dwarf didn't cause trouble, things wouldn't have turned out like this, why don't you apologize to me by harakiri?" Sample."

"Ah?" Nakahara Chuya still couldn't bear Dazai Osamu's sarcasm at any time, immediately frowned, and snorted coldly: "That's not the first good thing you did! It should be said that the cause of all this is because of you , don’t shirk responsibility for me.”

"Oh, you actually wronged an innocent person so much." Dazai Osamu looked at him strangely with a look of scum in his eyes: "It's really bad, if it were me, I wouldn't want to get along with this kind of child, yes Come on, Mr. Ye."

"Heh, a devil in sheep's clothing is still a devil." After a long time, Zhong Yuanzhong was able to take the initiative to fight back: "No matter how clever you are, you can't hide your true nature. This kind of bastard is not worth caring about, right, Ye gentlemen."

"I don't understand what you're talking about." Osamu Dazai's eyes were slightly cold, but the corners of his lips were smiling: "Mr. Ye should know this point better than you, so you don't need to talk too much. Zhong Ye."

"Do you want to die and not admit it?" Zhong Yuanzhong also sneered and curled his lips: "You are really a coward."

Dazai Osamu: "..."

The amusement park at night is brightly lit everywhere, and the colorful neon lights bloom beautifully, adding a dazzling color to the entire park.

There was a faint smile on the corner of Ye Lian's mouth, these bright lights reflected in his blue eyes from time to time, accompanied by the bickering of the two children beside his ears, he suddenly felt that it would be good for such days to last forever.

"Let's go back to buy some souvenirs." He pointed at the souvenir shop next to the exit of the park, and lowered his eyes at the teenagers, seemingly inadvertently interrupting the tense atmosphere: "Let's keep such a happy day as a souvenir, if If there is a chance, the three of you will come again next time."

"..."

Although Ye Lian took the initiative to invite them to come out to play, Osamu Dazai and Nakahara were indeed very happy, but if the destination was still such a dreamy amusement park, they wanted to refuse from the bottom of their hearts...

The other three or something...

Chuya Nakahara and Osamu Dazai glared at each other.

Definitely don't want to go away with this guy again!It's so annoying!

Most of the souvenir shops are filled with decorations or plush toys that girls and children like. For Ye Lian, it is like a paradise of happiness. Every item is enough to make him happy. He carefully selects his favorites one by one. Gifts, and finally stopped in front of a black and white kitten mobile phone chain.

The moment he saw this cat, Ye Lian's short curly black hair, dazzling kite-colored eyes, and the beautiful smile on his lips, his every move was as mischievous and cute as a cat's, which made people feel alive. sympathy.

He picked up the cat chain and put it in his palm to play with. He was about to ask Osamu Dazai if he liked it, but Osamu Dazai suddenly took his arm and walked towards a place with a sly smile on his face: "Mr. I found something very suitable for Zhongye!"

While talking, he peeked at Chuya Nakahara's movements from the corner of his eye.

Sure enough, Zhongyuan Zhongye, who was separated by a passage, became vigilant after hearing his words, and followed Ye Lian's footsteps.

And Osamu Dazai stopped at the decoration with Ye Lian, pointed to a pink collar hanging on the wall, and said with a smile: "That's it! Zhong is also my dog, so this collar is very suitable for him, and There is also a golden bell on the front, which is really in line with his identity as a dog!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also leaned forward and glanced at the collar on the wall in doubt, and swept lightly on the pink and humiliating bell, and his eyes quickly gathered a lot of anger: "Ah?! It's so annoying, you bastard! Listen, I joined the mafia with my consciousness, so I won't be your dog, and I have nothing to do with you! Got it!"

"Besides, only ghosts would wear this kind of thing. If you want to die, I will send you to heaven if you want to live!"

When he was rejecting the collar with righteous words, Ye Lian was admiring the design of the collar without blinking, and when Zhongyuan Zhongya finished speaking, he added leisurely: "It is true that this collar is not very good. It fits well, and the bell on the front gets in the way... ah."

His eyes moved slightly to the right, and his eyes accurately caught another dark collar, and then he didn't move for a long time.

Apart from being completely black, this collar has nothing in the way of it. It is simple and elegant, connected with a silver metal buckle, giving it a trendy look.

Ye Lian took off the circle with great interest, held it in front of Zhongye Zhongye with some joy and said: "Then how about this, it feels very good."

Zhongyuan Zhongye's face immediately became ugly like constipation: "..."

Isn't this still a collar! !

Why does he have to wear a collar, this gift can't make you happy at all!

However, Osamu Dazai was still fanning the flames excitedly: "Not bad, Mr. Ye has the right vision, this is very suitable for Zhongye, should you let him try it."

"It's true." Ye Lian easily believed Dazai Zhi's slander, and then took a step forward towards Zhongyuan Zhongya.

The distance between the two of them shortened a lot in an instant, and the magnified face appeared in Zhongyuan Zhongye's field of vision, which made Zhongyuan Zhongye a little nervous and wanted to back away.

However, two hands had already rubbed his earlobes and wrapped around the back of his neck. Ye Lian's height of twenty centimeters taller almost completely shrouded him in the shadow.

"do not move."

The young man's low and magnetic voice was next to his ears, and Zhong Yuanzhong, as if he had been petrified, stopped all his movements in an instant, and could only open his eyes wide nervously, and stood stiffly in place.

Something slightly cool touched his fair neck, and the coldness of the metal at one end made him shiver slightly.

But soon, those gentle hands rubbed against the back of his neck from time to time, soothing his anxiety like a spring breeze.

After the restrained collar was completely put on, the tall young man withdrew from his hug-like movement, then bent down slightly, pinched his chin with one hand and lifted it up, and gently touched his chin with the other. The leather material on the collar kept lingering around the throat, and he nodded in satisfaction.

When Ye Lian's eyes fell on his neck, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that the skin was burning hot as if it had been ignited. Wen.

His heart began to beat violently uncontrollably, and the palms hanging on both sides subconsciously grabbed the fabric of the trouser legs, clenched his teeth and calmed his trembling breathing.

This feeling is very strange, making him less and less like himself.

But I am so nostalgic, I want to maintain this kind of time for a little longer.

But soon, Ye Lian distanced himself from him.The smile on Ye Lian's face was so gentle from the beginning to the end, and there was no trace of charm in his clean eyes. He took Zhongyuan Zhongye's shoulder to a mirror, and motioned Zhongyuan Zhongye to look at the collar: "Why? So, it suits you well."

Zhong Yuanzhong also finally moved his eyes away from Ye Lian's face, and focused his attention on his neck. As expected, he was wearing a black collar. Unexpectedly, it matched his pure black suit , The snow-white skin and the thick black formed a touching contrast, and the boy's eyebrows and eyes were more delicate.

And coupled with Nakahara Chuya's sharp eyes, and a calm expression with a little impatience, it won't make people think in a bad direction at all.

Ye Lian obviously thought the same way. He looked at the young man in the mirror with more and more satisfaction, and nodded: "It's really good. I'll buy it and give it to you as a gift, okay?"

The doting tone was undisguised, and Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the youth's bright green pupils through the mirror, and could not utter the words of rejection at all.

What's more, this was the first gift from a friend, and he didn't want to refuse it.

"...I won't wear this kind of thing all the time." At the end, he spit out a few words with an awkward expression: "Whatever you want."

So Zhongyuanzhong also got a fashionable little collar.

After paying the money, Ye Lian looked at the kitten chain in his hand, and began to search for Osamu Dazai.

He searched around the store but couldn't find it, and there was a bit of uneasiness on his brows, and he called for help from the system in anxiety, and finally found Osamu Dazai in the dark alley outside the store.

At this time, Osamu Dazai was leaning against the wall with his arms crossed, one leg bent, and he was looking up at the bright moon hanging high in the night sky. His messy hair covered the upper half of his face, as if he was in harmony with the elves of the night. Blended into one, showing a bit ethereal and sad.

"Dazai?" Ye Lian couldn't help but frowned seeing Dazai Zhi in such a strange state: "What's wrong with you?"

You looked healthy just now, could you be sick?

Hearing his voice, Osamu Dazai slowly turned his head to look at him, and after a few seconds of reaction, his straight lips curled into a gentle arc: "Ah...Mr. Ye, I've finished shopping for presents ?"

Ye Lian was keenly aware that Dazai Zhi was extremely abnormal at this moment, and subconsciously took a few steps forward: "Well, it's over."

"Then let's go back quickly." Osamu Dazai didn't explain anything, he kept smiling and walked away, his veiled expression was alienated, and he just moved away from Ye Lian.

But Ye Lian held his hand easily, forcing him to stop.

"What's the matter, Mr. Ye?" Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes and smiled at him: "If you don't go back, it will become very troublesome."

Ye Lian stared quietly at the pair of eyes that contained alienation and indifference. This was the Dazai Zhi that Ye Lian hadn't seen for a long time, a Dazai Zhi who rejected him thousands of miles away.

Although he didn't understand exactly what happened, Ye Lian's heart was sending uneasy signals.

"...I have a gift I want to give you." Ye Lian's eyes sparkled charmingly, and the corners of his lips curled up slightly. He slowly opened the palm tightly held by Osamu Dazai, and took the cat's bracelet Rest assured in his palm.

Facing Dazai Osamu's somewhat surprised gaze, Ye Lian let go of his hand, instead, he gently inserted his palm into the soft hair, and cupped the warm cheek: "Don't you think it's cute?"

He gently stared at Osamu Dazai's slightly startled expression, and the subject said ambiguously: "Whether it's the black fur, the obsidian eyes, the delicate facial features...or the lovable and capricious character, The touching expression when acting like a baby is all the appearance I like."

Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes, as if shocked by his confession, the silence lasted for a long time before he asked, "Is it about the cat or me?"

"Who knows." Ye Lian chuckled, and let go of his grip: "This question is up to you to decide."

Osamu Dazai subconsciously clenched the cat pendant in his palm, puffed up his cheeks and lowered his head, complaining, "...This kind of answer is too cunning."

But at the moment when he lowered his head, the corners of his lips curled up in a beautiful arc, and the temperature in his eyes gradually warmed up, with a little affection flowing.

Mr. Ye, even he can't remain indifferent to dazzling things.

What's more, it was a treasure that only belonged to him who approached him proactively.

He will not give this treasure to anyone, even if he uses any means.

——Once you hold his hand tightly, never want to let go.

Because he is a cunning and greedy mafia~

After the three of them returned to the headquarters by car and had dinner together, Nakahara Nakaya returned to his residence alone.

He loosened his neck tie tiredly, put his overlong suit jacket on the stool, and sat lazily on the bed, leaning forward and half-hanging his head, quietly staring at the mirror not far away.

Through the mirror, he could clearly see his tired face. Although he was physically strong, he fought openly and secretly with Osamu Dazai for a day, and suffered a serious blow both mentally and physically.

Suddenly, he raised his head, and the black collar he was wearing around his neck suddenly appeared in his field of vision.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared at himself in the mirror, rubbing the leather on the outer edge of the collar with his palm, as if he was feeling it carefully.

When he touched the position of the metal buckle, his movements suddenly stopped, he thought for a while with a complicated expression, and then slowly withdrew his hand.

...Forget it, after all, it was given to him by Ye Lian kindly, so it's not too late to wear it for a few more days before taking it off.

Then, he held this thought, wearing this collar is a lifetime.

I have never taken it off, and I even feel that it has been integrated with the collar, but it feels weird after I take it off.

What he didn't know was that not long after, there was a rumor that Hongye also had a lover in the Central Plains.

Everyone stared at the collar of Nakahara Chuya's neck in a vague way, and the excitement of wanting to know the gossip burst out of their eyes.

Nurturing?lover?Breeder?

Fuck, what kind of breaking news is this? Who is it that gave Zhongya the collar! !

-

The Port Mafia holds a grand meeting every year.

In addition to the high-level cadres of the port mafia and other people who participated in the meeting, there were also top-level personnel from various industries that cooperated with it. They had a detailed conversation on cooperation project transactions and other matters.

When the leader of the previous generation was in poor health, Ye Lian once represented the leader and became the temporary person in charge to hold a meeting. He knew the tediousness and tediousness of the meeting.

But this time Mori Ogai came to power, but he took all the burden off his shoulders.

Although, as one of the five cadres, he couldn't completely let go, but for this year's meeting, he could really stand on the sidelines.

In the circular conference room, mature and smart men sat on more than a dozen sofa chairs. All of them were wearing formal suits with ties on their necklines. Behind each of them stood a burly subordinate with straight backs, Put your hands behind your back, your feet shoulder-width apart, and stare at one place without squinting.

The only awkward thing is that the subordinates standing behind this year's port mafia cadres are all too young.

Standing behind Ye Lian and Ozaki Hongye is a 15-year-old boy, one with orange hair and blue eyes, and one with black hair and kite eyes. Their figures tend to be slender, although their standing postures are not inferior to those of the others. Human, but it feels too immature.

However, since this was a decision made by the port mafia, it was inconvenient for the bigwigs from all walks of life to ask more questions. Their eyes quickly swept across the faces of the two teenagers, and after remembering these two faces, they restrained their minds.

Mori Ogai sat at the main seat, only his seat was a carefully selected dark black hollow carved leather chair, paired with that handsome dark black robe, which further highlighted the noble aura of being a leader.

"Gentlemen." He crossed his hands on the table, with an elegant smile on his lips: "First of all, let me introduce myself. I am the newly-appointed leader of the port mafia, Ogai Mori. I will be in charge of every meeting in the future. I hope we can all get a satisfactory answer."

Looking around slowly, he narrowed the light in his eyes and spit out a few words one by one.

"Then, I declare that this port mafia meeting has officially begun."

……

The progress of the meeting was slower than expected, and it was not until the afterglow of the sun falling from the high overhead into the sea that the tormenting day finally came to an end.

In fact, because Mori Ogai planned to learn more about the transactions of each company, every speech was too detailed and cautious, which led to the two- to three-hour meeting lasting nearly six hours.

Not to mention that the subordinates who stood motionless behind seemed to be tortured, even Ye Lian, who was sitting peacefully, felt sore in his waist. What was worse, the long and uninteresting meetings continued to torture his nerves. If it wasn't for Ye Lian I am used to putting on a poker face, but I have long since put on a pair of impatience.

However, Ye Lian was in charge of the meeting in the past, that is to say, he is an experienced person, and he understands companies, large and small, so when Mori Ogai does not understand something, Ye Lian will act as the explainer. Sometimes I am also shouldering the burden of picking out the loopholes in the company's speeches, which can be described as exhausting.

However, thanks to his usually scary feeling, when he was explaining something indifferently, everyone present did not dare to criticize or refute. The silent ones could only hear some unsteady breathing. It can also be regarded as a way to save time, so Ye Lian has been patient and has not exploded.

"Thank you." After the meeting ended, everyone except Mori Ogai couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, and Mori Ogai also saluted appropriately, and made a gesture of invitation with one hand: "Please move to the next door At the venue, I have prepared delicious food, please try it."

After the meeting, there will be food rewards. I have to say that the arrangement of Mori Ogai is really good.

As a result, high-level elites from all walks of life came to the venue next door with smiles on their faces. Ye Lian wanted to take advantage of the chaos and escape, but was grabbed by the arm by the quick-sighted Mori Ogai, and dragged him to the venue without saying a word.

Ye Lianmu glanced at him with a straight face, but silently followed his strength and walked forward.

This time, the dinner party adopts a self-service method, which allows people to enjoy delicious food while communicating happily.

Mori Ogai was the first to pick up a glass of red wine, and slightly raised the glasses towards the crowd: "Thank you for your visit today, and for the successful conclusion of this meeting, I would like to offer you a glass."

Soon, people dressed as waiters quickly wandered among the guests holding wine trays, and everyone present would not refute Chief Sen's face, so they raised their wine glasses one after another.

But when the waiter came to Ye Lian respectfully, Ye Lian obviously frowned, his brows were full of disgust, he shook his head, and refused the waiter's offer of wine.

The waiter suddenly showed a troubled expression, hesitated and did not move, Mori Ogai, who was beside Ye Lian, had a panoramic view of the scene, and after blinking, the corners of his lips suddenly curled up a little: "I forgot, Mr. Ye hates drinking the most."

He quickly looked around with apologetic eyes, and apologized on Ye Lian's behalf: "I'm sorry, Mr. Ye usually doesn't drink at all, it's because I didn't think carefully, please don't blame me."

Ye Lian also presided over the meeting, and in the meeting he presided over, there was never a toast. The senior executives present had suspected that Mr. Ye hated alcohol. Now that it was confirmed, he suddenly realized, but nothing happened. unhappy.

"Where is it, Mr. Ye is young and promising, and he looks talented. How could we blame him for such a trivial matter?"

"Yes, yes, and Mr. Ye is half British. It's normal to like to drink black tea, but we don't want to disturb Mr. Ye's interest when we drink."

These high-ranking people like high-level people have released all kinds of rainbow farts when they praised people. They have already guessed that the current port mafia still needs to rely on Ye Lian to support it. Even if this is not the case, talents like Ye Lian It must not be underestimated. As long as Ye Lian has the heart, maybe the situation in Japan will change.

Keeping everyone's reactions in mind, the smile on Mori Ogai's face didn't change much, and he said, "Thank you all, then Mr. Ye's share of wine..."

His eyes slightly glanced at Dazai Zhi who was on the side, and a bright light flashed in his eyes: "Let Mr. Ye's subordinate Dazai Zhi drink for him, how about it?"

Osamu Dazai was slightly taken aback by the sudden roll call, and when he noticed Mori Ogai smiling at him with a veiled expression on his face, he quickly understood what Mori Ogai meant.

Then he turned his head and looked at Ye Lian in front of him. Ye Lian was obviously hesitant about this proposal, and a bit of confusion flashed in his eyes. He finally left the choice of this matter to Dazai Zhi.

"Do you want to drink, Dazai?" Ye Lian gave him enough rights: "Whether you want to drink or not is up to you, don't care what other people think."

This other person obviously refers to Mori Ogai, and it can be said that he is not polite, Mori Ogai shrugged helplessly, showing a wry smile to everyone.

But judging from that natural attitude, he was not angry with Ye Lian.

And Osamu Dazai quickly made a choice. He stretched out his hand to hold the red wine glass on the waiter's tray, and smiled at Ye Lian: "No problem, Mr. Ye, please let me toast for you."

Ye Lian, who had been observing the information given by the system, felt relieved when he saw Osamu Dazai toasted with everyone without hesitation and drank a whole glass on his own.

The alcohol concentration will not exceed the standard for a while, which shows that Osamu Dazai has a good drinking capacity, and he himself seems to like drinking very much.

Although instigating minors to drink alcohol is not worth advocating, Ye Lian still prioritizes Dazai in everything. Since Dazai likes it, he won't care.

The smell of alcohol in the room gradually became stronger. Under the guidance of Mori Ogai, Osamu Dazai talked with those high-level people familiarly. His wisdom and mature behavior that did not match his appearance earned him a lot of praise, and he gradually became confused. Ye Lian doesn't need to worry if he is like a fish in water.

He would not be angry at Mori Ogai borrowing Osamu Dazai without authorization, after all, this kind of communication is an indispensable thing for Osamu Dazai's education.

All the choices he made were to educate Osamu Dazai into an outstanding adult, for which he could give up everything.

Including himself.

Ye Lian's nose was constantly smelt by the smell of alcohol. Ye Lian was disgusted by the smell of alcohol. His eyes slowly looked around, and finally fell on Zhongye Zhongyuan consciously.

Nakahara was also talking with other high-level executives behind Ozaki Koyo, but the main object of the conversation was Hongye, and Nakahara was also responsible for the toasting of Koye.

Casual and elegant smiles, glass after glass of red wine, perfect etiquette between raising hands and stamping feet...Compared with the reckless boy who just joined the port mafia three months ago, the current Zhongyuan Zhong can be said to be completely reborn.

Ye Lian was very pleased.

Hmm... It seemed that no one approached except him, and everyone else was chatting in twos and threes.

Ye Lian looked away calmly, and pushed open the balcony door while everyone was not paying attention, leaning on the white fence and looking at the blue sea in the distance.

It's not that he was so lonely because he was rejected by everyone, it's better that he actively refused the approach of all alcoholics. If someone wanted to talk to him kindly, he would hide behind with a cold face, and wait until he saw the other party showing embarrassment. The expression left before he stopped.

After such repeated performances, no one would take the initiative to approach him, so Ye Lian finally hid here to be clean.

It's a pity that it didn't take long before the sound of steady footsteps gradually approached his position. Ye Lian looked over with a cold face, and after realizing that it was Mori Ogai who was alone, he pursed his lower lip in disgust.

"Ah, that look of disgust is really cold, Mr. Ye." Mori Ogai sighed exaggeratedly: "I just wanted to talk to you when I saw you standing here alone."

"Don't come near me." Regarding Mori Ogai, Ye Lian didn't need to think about the words at all, and said directly and righteously: "Stay away from me."

"It's too much." Mori Owai showed tears in his eyes, but he still kept a distance from Ye Lian obediently, and leaned lazily on the fence.

The sea breeze kept blowing the hair of the two of them, and it also took away the smell of alcohol in Mori Ogai's body, which prevented Ye Lian from further driving him away.

Quietly looking at the beautiful milky white line connecting the sea and the sky, Mori Ogai resumed his usual smile, and suddenly asked: "How is this meeting?"

"It's terrible." Ye Lian didn't hide his bad mood at all: "It's too long, tired and sleepy, so I shouldn't come to participate."

"Ahaha, what a sharp answer." Mori Ogai touched his nose and smiled helplessly: "But no, as long as you are one of the cadres, you have the responsibility to attend the meeting."

Before Ye Lian opened his mouth to say anything, he quickly added: "Of course, after resigning as a cadre, your right to domicile, clothing and salary will become a bubble. If you don't mind, I have no problem."

"..." So Ye Lian thought about his current high-quality life, and closed his mouth depressed.

After a pause, he turned around involuntarily, and looked through the glass door at Osamu Dazai, who was alone talking with the senior management: "When will Dazai become a cadre?"

"So suddenly?" Mori Ogai blinked his eyes as if surprised, and seeing that Ye Lian didn't seem to be joking, he thought for a while in distress: "That child is very talented, if he can catch up with some shocking incident and If he solves it perfectly, he should not be far from a cadre."

"Hmm... a conservative estimate, three more years?"

"It's too long." Ye Lian's brows frowned slightly, and he gave Mori Ogai a glance without hesitation: "Aren't you the leader, hurry up and arrange something to promote Dazai to be a cadre. Why do you think I let him You became the leader?"

"...This is the real unreasonable trouble." Mori Ogai sighed helplessly: "Besides, why do you have to let Dazai be a cadre? Isn't the current situation very good?"

"Isn't that the obvious reason?"

Ye Lian squinted at him in disgust: "I want to get rid of the position of cadre as soon as possible, so I don't have to attend any meetings or tasks."

"Frankly speaking, I just want to live a life of eating and dying! Refuse to work! Refuse to meet!!"

Mori Ogai: "..."

He looked at Ye Lian with strange eyes for a few seconds, and suddenly said in surprise: "Ye Lian, are you drunk?"

Otherwise, how could Ye Lian, who is usually elegant, say such tacky lines? !

"Ah?" Ye Lian slightly raised his eyebrows, with a bit of impatience between his brows: "Are you stupid, I haven't drunk, how could I be drunk, stupid."

It's over, now even the tone of voice is straight to Chuya's image, this is definitely not normal.

Mori Ogai observed Ye Lian's face carefully, and there was indeed no state of blushing cheeks and slack eyes after drunkenness. He continued to look at Ye Lian's face without giving up. After some observation, he realized that I noticed a detail - the tips of Ye Lian's ears were so red that they were about to bleed!

Is there really a person in this world who gets drunk when he smells alcohol? !

Surprised by Mori Ogai's interest, he couldn't help taking a step towards Ye Lian's position, reaching out his hand to touch Ye Lian's red ear tip.

However, even if Ye Lian was in an unnatural state, he was not at the mercy of others. He directly grabbed Mori Ogai's hand that was outstretched in mid-air, and subconsciously grasped it firmly in his palm.

The scalding heat from his palm made Mori Ogai more aware that Ye Lian was drunk, not to mention that Ye Lian had always avoided excessive physical contact with him, and it was absolutely impossible for him to hold hands tightly like this.

In other words, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to get up close and personal.

I want to touch his cheek, I want to touch his lips, I want to put my palm through the delicate blond hair, and look into the blue eyes.

Although Mori Ogai's inner thoughts are constantly moving around, but through a transparent glass, all the guests in the room can see the actions between them. In such a public place, any inappropriate behavior should not be done.

Reason and desire filled Mori Ogai's mind, like the two heavens of ice and fire, but Mori Ogai only struggled for a few seconds, and finally chose to focus on the image of the leader.

Since he has become the leader of the organization, he should be responsible for the organization for every move he makes. As a slave of the organization, he will not develop his own desires.

It was rare to see Ye Lian with red ears, and Mori Ogai couldn't help but feel a little disappointed, but he still smiled as always, and said to Ye Lian, "I'll pour you some hangover tea, it will make you more sober." .”

However, when he was about to take out his hand, Ye Lian quietly clenched his hand even tighter.

Mori Ogai looked at him in surprise, his eyes fell on the two overlapping palms for a moment, and then turned to Ye Lian's face with some expectation.

Ye Lian's eyes seemed to condense the brilliance of all gemstones, staring at his eyes without blinking.

He seemed to want to convey some kind of warm emotion, and slightly opened his rosy lips: "Mori Ogai."

His other hand gradually touched Mori Ogai's upper arm, and the fiery temperature could be accurately conveyed to the other party even through the suit.

The moment he reached out to touch him, Mori Ogai tensed his nerves nervously, and the rhythm of his heart began to panic. Ye Lian who is so active, Ye Lian who is so enthusiastic...