Hong Kong black flower

There is also some trance in the Central Plains.

Although the experience of running away with supernatural powers in the sheep stronghold has already made him aware that Joe Hagizawa is not as well-behaved as he usually appears.Later, when Hagizawa was caught in the GSS torture room, he confessed to him without any psychological burden that he killed his mother, and some problems could also be seen.

However, these two times happened suddenly, and other unexpected situations were inserted at the end, so there was no chance to continue to follow the topic.

Now that this topic can't be avoided, Zhongyuan Zhong also thinks that he is mentally prepared, but the real face that this kid shows without any hesitation will still give him a serious shock.

But what can he do?

Even if he got a glimpse of Hagizawa Joe's unusual side now, the first thing Nakahara thought of was not how to kick him away or get rid of him, but how to control him and look after him...

I don't know since when, the two of them have been tightly entangled, and they can no longer easily leave each other.

Ryo Hagizawa was still young and had just undergone another operation. His body needed a lot of sleep to repair, so within two hours of waking up, his upper and lower eyelids began to fight.

At that time, he thought that Zhong Yuan was still by his side, and he was still trying to resist the overwhelming drowsiness.

Nakahara Zhong also knew what he was thinking at a glance, and raised his hand to cover his eyes.

"Brother Zhongye?"

His palms were tickled by the slender eyelashes, Zhong Yuanzhong also ignored the subtle strange feeling in his heart, smacked his lips and said impatiently: "Go to sleep, don't dawdle."

"Oh……"

Hagizawa promised quickly, and he was not slow in reaching out from under the quilt to grab Nakahara Chuya's sleeve.

Zhong Yuanzhong also glanced at it. Although he was speechless, he still didn't say much, and let him go.

Early the next morning, when Hagizawa woke up, he immediately saw Chuya Nakahara resting beside his bed.

He froze for a moment, followed by a feeling of fullness that almost filled his entire chest with heat.He suddenly felt like he was a hot air balloon, and he was about to fly into the sky lightly.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he found that he had harvested the whole world, and his heart was full of satisfaction.

But happy is happy, Hagizawa Joe is still a little puzzled.

Didn't Miura Masahiro come to the hospital to replace Nakahara Chuya and go back to rest?Hiss... What the hell is he doing as his subordinate and half-life assistant?

Just at this time, a shocking sneeze suddenly came from the corridor outside the door, the sound was so loud that it could even be heard in the room with the door closed.

Huh.

Isn't this coming?What a coincidence.

Hagizawa narrowed his eyes, and decided to report and deduct the guy's bonus when he returned.

And this sound also woke up Zhong Yuanzhong, who was lying on the bedside and was not sleeping soundly.He raised his head sleepily, rubbed his stiff neck, and frowned uncomfortably.

"Good morning, brother Zhongye!"

Hagizawa greeted him full of energy, the state of the two of them was almost upside down, and Nakahara, who felt sluggish, was the patient lying on the bed.

"Ah... early."

Zhong Yuanzhong also rubbed his eyes, moved his neck twice at will, and made a crisp "click".

Looking at those listless blue eyes, Hagizawa Joe felt distressed, and said in a repeated voice, "Why doesn't Nakaya-san go back to rest? My injury is nothing serious..."

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't speak, and glanced down.

"?"

Hagizawa Joe followed his line of sight and looked over...

"!"

His hand was even tugging on his brother Zhongye's sleeve!

It stands to reason that Nakahara Chuya only needs to pull a little, and the sleeves can come out of Hagizawa Joe's hands, but he would rather lie on his stomach beside the bed for the whole night than do so.

It turned out that he was the sinner who made Zhongyuan Zhong unable to pat his butt and go back to rest!

Hagizawa's eyes filled with enthusiasm, and he was so moved that he couldn't be more moved.

Such a good brother Zhongye, he really needs to be kept well, so that everything about him belongs to him alone!

At this time, someone knocked on the door of the single ward from the outside.

"Mr. Hagizawa? Mr. Nakahara? It's me, Masahiro Miura."

Before going to bed for the night, the door was locked from the inside.At this moment, someone came outside the door, and Zhong Yuanzhong didn't think too much, so he got up and went to open the door for someone.

Hagizawa looked at the corner of the clothes that slipped away from his fingertips, and his expression cracked for a moment in a place that Nakahara couldn't see.

Chuya Nakahara opened the door, and Masahiro Miura, who was carrying two breakfasts, greeted him respectfully when he saw him.

"Let's put breakfast over there first. I'll go to the bathroom." Zhong Yuanzhong also yawned, then turned his feet, walked into the separate bathroom that came with the ward, and closed the door behind his back.

Masahiro Miura looked away from him, and greeted Joe Hagizawa who was lying on the bed.Then he walked to the table, before he could put down the breakfast in his hands, he suddenly heard a soft and sweet cotton candy-like voice that belonged to his boss: "Mr. Miura..."

Hearing this call, Masahiro Miura suddenly felt a chill for some reason.The chill ran all the way up his back, causing goosebumps all over his body, and he almost couldn't help shivering.

Resisting the urge to turn around and run away, he bit the bullet and replied: "Yes, Mr. Hagizawa..."

His young boss, who was lying on the hospital bed, had a standard smile on his face, but there was no smile in his eyes, "I thought Mr. Miura had forgotten about me, but now it seems that's not the case... ...Did Miura-san get caught up in something urgent last night?"

"But I can probably guess that Dr. Mori's instructions before sending Mr. Miura to my side should be to the effect that, without violating the three principles of the Port Mafia... You must put me first in everything, right? "

The cold sweat on Masahiro Miura's forehead broke out "shua shua" and his brain turned sharply. He could probably guess why Hagizawa made this double-standard monster so angry, so he plucked up the courage to explain: "Actually, last night, my subordinates also proposed to replace Mr. Nakahara. Going back to rest, it's just..."

"Brother Zhongye refused?"

Miura Masahiro said weakly: "Yes..."

Hagizawa let out a chuckle, "Is it possible that I don't know such an obvious thing?"

Miura Masahiro: "..." Then why are you so angry?

"You are my dog ​​now." Joe Hagizawa said softly, his eyes were as deep as an ancient well that could not be seen to the bottom, which contained endless darkness, and also covered up countless shadows that were about to move under it. "You can't help the master guard the house, so what's the use of it?"

Masahiro Miura felt as if he had been stripped naked and standing in the ice and snow. The biting chill permeated his whole body, freezing his mind blank.

"It's not because the person who gave you the order was Brother Zhongye, so you can listen to him, but it's precisely because the person who gave you the order was Brother Zhongye, so I will let you go this time."

Masahiro Miura was sweating coldly when he heard it, but to be honest, he really didn't hear any difference between the two before and after.

"Didn't understand?" Hagizawa laughed, his tone cold and smooth, like a poisonous snake "hissing" and spitting out a letter in his ear, "It doesn't matter, what the port mafia lacks most is someone who can understand human speech dog."

Masahiro Miura: "!"

At this time, there was a sound of pumping water in the private bathroom, followed by the sound of running water.

The nearly stagnant air in the room began to flow again.

"Huh?" Nakahara Nakahara opened the door with damp hair in his ears, and saw that Masahiro Miura was still holding breakfast in his hand, he said puzzledly, "Why are you standing there in a daze?"

Before Masahiro Miura's stiff brain started to work to answer his question, Joe Hagizawa spoke first, "That's how Nakaya-san is!"

Nakahara Chuya's attention was attracted by the brisk tone of the child.

"Mr. Miura was telling me something on the road just now. After I wash up, I'll pass it on to you, okay?"

"Huh? Okay." Nakahara Nakahara nodded, then walked to Miura Masahiro, took his own breakfast, and sat down on the chair.

Hagizawa beckoned and asked Masahiro Miura to take him to wash.

After solving the personal hygiene problem, Hagizawa returned to the hospital bed and began to tell the so-called story.

"It's like this. It is said that there was a person who accidentally fell in love with a dog of a dog dealer. Seeing that he was interested, the dog dealer took the initiative to sell it to that person, saying how obedient the dog was, and that he would never go east. Xi, the nursing home is excellent! The man thought that there was a lack of such a dog around him, so he took it home."

"Then one day, the man felt a little unwell, so he locked the dog in the house and let him watch the house well, and he took some medicine and went back to sleep in the room. After a while, the little master of the house came back, He felt that it was useless to keep the dog at home, anyway, he didn’t need the dog to help take care of people anyway, so he opened the door and let the dog play by itself.”

"As a result, that stupid dog ran out to play so heartlessly, and didn't come back until the next morning."

Hearing this, Miura Masahiro, who was silent on the side, didn't understand what Hagizawajo's story meant?

Hagizawa glanced at him with a half-smile, and then said to Nakahara Nakaya, who was buried in breakfast: "The man was very angry when he found out, so he went to the dog dealer, saying that the dog was not obedient at all, and wanted to return the product. But the dog dealer How can the sold goods be returned? So he said, "Isn't this because your child opened the door for it?" Baby, can’t you be angry? Besides, when you were selling the dog at the beginning, you claimed that ‘this dog will never go east and west, and it’s an excellent housekeeper’. He bought it just to look after the house. As soon as it was opened, the dog happily ran out to play? And he didn’t come back after playing all night.”

"What do you think, brother Zhongye?"

"Ah? Ask me?" Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his head, thought for a while without entanglement for too long, and said nonchalantly: "Isn't it just a dog? If you are disobedient and don't give it back, you can change it to another one. OK?"

After speaking, he continued to bury his head in his breakfast.

"Really? I think so too..."

Hagizawa looked over with a meaningful smile, and there was a thick black mist in his eyes that couldn't be melted away.

Miura Masahiro's heart was like a falling ice cellar.

He understood where he was wrong.

He took it for granted that Hagizawa cared so much about Chuya Nakahara, so he could properly follow the latter's arrangement if there was no conflict between the two.

However, in the eyes of Joe Hagizawa, he is absolute in order, and the priority of Chuya Nakahara is far below him in this family, so he is the "little master", not a "little master" at the same level as Joe Hagizawa. Owner".

In other words, even Nakahara Chuya, the "little master", must obey the arrangement of the "master", that is, Joe Hagizawa, to a certain extent.

Or……

Miura Masahiro's pupils shrank suddenly, thinking of another possibility.

Maybe... In Hagizawa Joe's house, there are only two levels, one is him, and the other is everything in the house except him, including his beloved "baby" - Nakahara Chuya.Therefore, in essence, the "little master" and the "dog" belong to the same level, so it is not necessary for the "dog" to obey the orders of the "little master", and the orders of the "little master" to the "dog" are naturally invalid.

Because they are all the property of the owner of the house, the only difference is that the degree of preference of the owner of the house is very different, so the "little master" occasionally does something that does not meet the requirements but is not excessive, and the "master" will turn a blind eye and close his eyes. The eyes let him go, but the "dog"... must never cross the line!

Masahiro Miura took a deep breath slowly, prepared the breakfast that belonged to Joe Hagisawa, and placed them on the nursing table one by one, "Mr. Hagisawa, please use it."

Hagizawa picked up the fork with his left hand, tapped it on his lips, and said with a half-smile: "Mr. Miura, I'm a little curious about the follow-up. You didn't finish talking just now. Can you continue telling me now?"

"Yes." Miura Masahiro bowed his head in a respectful and respectful manner: "Later, after the dog was trained, it became well-behaved and obedient, and never dared to disobey the master's orders, and ran out of the house privately..."

"So the owner of that house decided to give it another chance?" Ryo Hagizawa picked up the second half of his sentence, and happily knocked on the bowl with the fork in his hand, "That is really a happy ending that is rare in reality. Woolen cloth!"

"Yes..." Cold sweat slipped from the corner of his forehead, but Masahiro Miura didn't bother to wipe it off, and stood aside with his back stiff.

Eh, boring.

Hagizawa looked at Masahiro Miura indifferently, his eyes dull.

But in this way, it would be much more convenient for him to do something while avoiding this person's sight.Otherwise, how could he make small moves under Dr. Sen's nose...

"I've finished listening to the story, let's eat your meal." Zhong Yuanzhong also looked up at him, signaling him with his eyes that enough is enough.

Oops, I got caught.

Hagizawa stuck out his tongue, then listened to what his brother Chuya said, and obediently buried himself in eating.