[Comprehensive] Talking and laughing with the European forces who draw SSR continuously

The two walked into Minamoto's study. They were different from Shuten-douji and Ibaraki-douji who shared the same study room. The entire Metropolitan Council was the territory of Minamoto-ya, and Abe Seimei had his own shrine, so in Minahisa's study There is only one desk, but there are two chairs.

"That's why it's so strange." Yuan Boya took a stack of complaint materials from the desk and said, "The complaints started in March, and increased sharply in April. I sent people to the Hades to inquire about those ghosts, basically It can be confirmed that there was a problem with Hades' finances in February."

"February." Qingming stood beside Yuan Boya, leaned his head to look at the document in his hand, and quickly searched for information related to February in his head.

Maybe it's because there are so many things on my mind today, and Qingming is rarely able to concentrate. Looking at the document in Yuan Boya's hand, he became dazed, and the lines of February, February, February, and February rolled through his head, but he couldn't think of anything relevant. Something about February.

Yuan Boya knew that Qingming was so serious about his work that he lost himself in his work. He held the materials in his right hand without moving, and quietly climbed onto Qingming's back with his left hand.

This movement was very light, Seimei wouldn't notice it at all if it was done normally.

But today was different. Qingming's nerves were extremely sensitive, and he felt the message from the hair almost the moment Yuan Boya made a move. He turned his head suddenly and saw the hair wrapped around Yuan Boya's index finger.

Yuan Boya was stunned, his hair fell down and fell back on his back.

There was an eerie silence in the study.

"Go and find out what major events happened in Heian-kyo from January to March." Seimei calmly glanced at Yuan Hiroya, who was stunned, and said, "I asked Jiu Tunya to help check his information."

"Oh." Yuan Boya withdrew his hand stiffly, turned around and went to the cabinet to look up the documents.

The two finally entered the working state.

after an hour.

Qingming and Yuan Boya huddled together in front of the same desk, this time Qingming finally calmed down, and didn't lose his mind while flipping through the materials in his hands, but Yuan Boya's brain was mixed with a lot of paste.

Qingming's cell phone rang, he put down the documents in his hand, and picked up the cell phone.

"Jiu Tun replied." Qingming picked up the phone a little loudly, and accidentally bumped into Yuan Boya with his elbow.

Yuan Boya was so frightened that he threw the pen to the ground.

Seimei pretended not to see it and closed his hand, saying: "The Lord of Arakawa expanded the scale of the Gulf aquatic products market at the end of January. At the beginning of February, the first monster school in Heianjing was facing bankruptcy and raised a lot of money. The ones with the most fluctuating funds are These two items don't seem to have much to do with Hades."

"Yu Zao came to me about the monster school, and I have allocated funds here, so it really has nothing to do with Hades." Yuan Boya stood up, put all the materials on the desktop back on the bookshelf, and said, "Except for one Apart from the establishment of Dongyin Duke on the first day of the month, there has been no major incident in Ping An Capital in the past three months, so we still have to go to the Underworld."

Qingming was stunned for a moment, then looked up at Yuan Boya: "Mr. Dongyin?"

"Don't you remember when your own company was established?" Yuan Boya smiled and sat back on the chair.

Qingming was silent for a moment, then said in a low voice, "Yan Mo has invested in Dongyin."

"Oh, eh? How much did she earn?" Yuan Boya was also taken aback.

Qingming looked at Yuan Boya slowly: "More than 1000 million."

Yuan Boya: "..."

"Why are those people in Hades so boring?" Yuan Boya was speechless for a while, "Forget it, let's write a warning letter first."

Qingming laughed. Yuan Boya wrote a warning letter with bitterness and hatred on his face. He stared at the side face for a while and felt that nothing happened to him, so he stood up from his chair and walked around Walked around the study room, and finally walked back to Yuan Boya's side.

Writing this warning letter was also a difficult problem. Yuan Boya was in the middle of writing it, it was really difficult to be euphemistic, and he was turning his pen and frowning in thought.

Qingming was standing behind Yuan Boya, with his back against the bookcase, looking down at his sitting back.

Yuan Boya has long dark red hair, which is usually tied high behind his head and tied simply with a white hair rope.His sitting posture is very correct, his back is straight, his shoulders are relaxed, and his feet are placed flat under the table. He does not cross his legs like Ibaraki Doji.

Qingming still remembers that when he first met Yuan Boya, he was just a rebellious and unkempt yellow-haired boy who ran away from the nobles of the palace.

For more than ten years, Qingming made him pay attention to appearance and etiquette. He originally planned to teach him from scratch, but unexpectedly, he was born with an aristocratic temperament that could not be concealed. , demeanor and temperament are unique and natural.

Yuan Boya is becoming more mature and stable day by day, and he has not completely buried his natural and casual side.Only in front of Abe Seimei can he show his true self.

Finally, a tornado blew up in his calm thoughts, Qingming took a breath, stared at the back of Yuan Boya's head in a daze.

Yuan Boya was still writing furiously. He probably encountered some kind of difficulty again, so he scratched his scalp with the pen holder in a disfigured manner.

Qingming laughed silently, but Yuan Boya tilted his head at this moment, revealing a section of his slender neck.

Yuan Boya is a beautiful man with both civil and military skills. He is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and his riding and archery skills are not a problem. Compared with Abe Seimei, who is obsessed with Yin and Yang all day long, his physical fitness is much better—and his body is more attractive.

Seimei stared at Yuan Boya's neck, and suddenly a strange thought came into his mind.

They get along day and night together. For more than ten years, regardless of public or private affairs, they have talked and talked endlessly, and their trust in each other is even more deeply rooted.

Abe Seimei admitted that Yuan Boya was the most important person in his life and irreplaceable.

Yuan Boya may have the same thoughts as him, and may want more, but they all have the same expectations and want to give each other the best.Abe Seimei suddenly felt that he might not be able to afford what Yuan Boya wanted.

Strange thoughts are like this. Once they arise, they will be like a mudslide erupting, and they cannot be stopped.

Abe Seimei stretched out his right hand out of nowhere, and stroked his index finger from top to bottom along Minamoto's neck.

Yuan Boya's body froze suddenly, and the writing movement also stopped. The next second, Qingming saw that he directly pressed the pen in his hand into two sections.

Abe Seimei was almost cowardly, he withdrew his hand, pretended to be casual and leaned over to read the warning letter written by Yuan Boya, and asked calmly, "Is it finished?"

Yuan Boya stood up abruptly, put his arms around Qingming's shoulders, and pushed him down on the desk.

The materials on the desk fell all over the floor, Qingming lay down on the desk dumbfounded, his feet dangling from the edge of the desk shrank uncomfortably, his eyes flickered, and after a few seconds of silence, he couldn't hold back anymore. He looked at Yuan Boya who was standing in front of him, with his hands on his shoulders.

Yuan Boya said coldly: "What do you mean?"

Seimei's mind went blank, he opened his mouth and said nothing.

Yuan Boya didn't force him, and after quietly staring at his nervous side face for a few seconds, followed his example, and gently slid his index finger along his neck.

Abe Seimei's body stiffened involuntarily, this feeling was very subtle, obviously he didn't use much strength, and even the contact between the skin was very little, but the feeling was stronger than sticking a big ear scraper on his neck.

Yuan Boya looked at Qingming's tight neck, stiff face, dazed expression, and trembling eyelids, and an evil fire burst out of his brain, and he ran down.

Before Seimei could react, Yuan Boya leaned over and quickly licked his neck.

With a bang, Abe Seimei's brain exploded.

Abe Seimei let go of all his strength and collapsed on the table like a vegetable.All the materials on the table just now were swept to the ground, the desk was very flat, with the thick fox fur on the back, lying on it not only didn't make you panic, it was also soft and comfortable.

After the momentary tension and bewilderment passed, he stared at Yuan Boya's bright eyes, and had a clear and definite thought.

How about love.

Then, before Yuan Boya could make another move, Abe Seimei's phone rang.

Abe Seimei didn't move, he was still lying flat on the table with his upper body, feeling the soft fox fur, and staring at Yuan Boya steadfastly.

Yuan Boya stood up, and silently took out the phone from Qingming's arms: "It's a call from Jiu Tun."

"Hands-free." Qingming sighed.

"Qingming." Jiu Tun-douji's low voice came, "Three days ago, a child drowned at the foot of the great river, and his soul never went to the underworld. Now he has become a low-level water ghost, lurking in the stream to catch people. Just now A passer-by was caught in the water and nearly drowned. I rescued the person, but the news has spread, you'd better come over."

When Shuten-douji was halfway through speaking, Seimei had already got up from the table, Yuan Boya tore up the half-written warning letter, and directly took out his mobile phone to contact Hades.

"Understood, I'll be there right away." Qingming picked up the phone, and hung up after a few instructions.

The love just now seemed to have never happened, the two tacitly arranged each other's clothes, and quickly walked out of the capital city council.

The author has something to say:

From the next chapter, we will enter hell~

A few months ago, the second season of Ghost Lantern made me very cold, so I took the hell chapter and wrote it in advance_(:з」∠)_

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