Kidnap a Hong Kong black executive's husband

Where did he kiss you? !

Hearing the hurried footsteps behind her, Qianhe's mouth twitched.

But it was cold at night.

She rubbed her hands together and breathed into the palms.

Four, three, two, one—

Chizuru counted down in his heart.

zero.

As soon as she stopped counting, her hand was grabbed from behind.

Stopping in her tracks, she turned her head to look at Chuuya, and she could feel his panic and tension at the moment from his unconscious little movements.

"Where can you go alone?" Chuya frowned at her.

"Then are you better?" Qianhe looked back at him with his head tilted, blinking his big eyes, and answered irrelevant questions.

"It doesn't matter what you do, just go back with me." Saying that, Chuuya pulled her back.

"No." Qianhe refused to leave.

"What do you want?" Zhong Zhong was also a little impatient.

"If you are still unhappy, then I will still get off when I go back."

"I said, why do you only care about other people's affairs? May I ask you to focus on yourself?" Zhong Ye was about to collapse, why didn't she care about herself at all?

It is said that people are selfish, but this is the first time he has seen someone as self-aware as her.

"To me, you are no one else." Qianhe said softly.

To be honest, people who don't understand the subtext of her words are absolutely fools, so Zhong was silent for a few seconds.

Also, is this guy an ice cube?

He found that her hands still couldn't warm up after all this time.

As if compromising, he pulled her up again and said sullenly, "...I'm not angry anymore, so you can come back."

Looking at the hands they held together, his hands were warm and reliable.

After walking a few steps, Chuya stopped again, and Chizuru bumped into his back without warning, and then she rubbed her sore nose, her eyes were red with pain.

"Sorry, I was too aggressive just now." He was referring to when he was still in the car. In fact, he regretted it for a long time after speaking impulsively.

After a long while, Chuya, who finally convinced himself, sighed helplessly, "I don't want you to forgive me or anything, I just hope that next time...you can think more about yourself, I'm not worth you doing those things. "

No matter what he did, he couldn't change the fact that he was a mafia. After all, the two of them were not from the same world.

"I accept your apology." She answered very simply.

Although she could feel that he was trying to be brave, but for some reason, her mood turned a little brighter. At least he still cared about her, otherwise he wouldn't apologize if he was so self-respecting.

He kept his back to her because he was embarrassed.

"In addition, you don't have to believe that I have supernatural powers, but what I do is out of my own will. I like it and don't think there is anything wrong. If you feel offended, I apologize to you."

"So, can we make up?" Qianhe's hands tightened a little, and even the tone of the question was very cautious.

He could also feel that she was nervous, but now he felt sorry for her. He didn't understand why she was so humble.

"I said I'm not angry with you." If you want to be angry, you are angry with yourself, and you still care so much about a minor.

"...Then can we still be the same as before?"

"You bastard...don't think about it anymore, anyway, go back quickly, it's freezing here." Zhong didn't know what to say, he was really helpless to her.

"I'm very happy."

But that being said, she was actually still feeling uncomfortable because of what happened to Qian Yuno.It's just that now is not a good time for a showdown. She doesn't think that in Chuya's heart, her weight will surpass that of Uno Chiyo, at least not yet.

But she could wait any longer.

Then the two continued to walk back, but stopped again after walking a few steps.

"Wait, there is one more thing."

As soon as he finished speaking, Chuya suddenly turned around with a serious face, and it was obvious that he was holding her hand harder.

She raised her head in some puzzlement, and met those fiery eyes.

Suddenly he couldn't figure out what he wanted to do.

"That bastard Dazai—damn it! Where did he kiss you?"

Chuya gritted his teeth angrily, squeezing out the words almost word by word, and then he grabbed her chin and looked her face from side to side.

"Eh?"

At first she was a little confused, but when she thought about what happened in the department store, she instantly realized that he thought it was Dazai and kissed her?

So are you jealous now?

Chizuru's mood improved.

"Where did he kiss you?!"

Chuuya nervously grabbed her arms and shook them, and asked Chuya who was looking for the imprint very seriously but found nothing.

"Do you care?" Qianhe couldn't help laughing, but his eyes were full of tenderness.

"How could you not care? That guy Dazai is like a mold, maybe you will be embarrassed the next day!" However, Chuya couldn't read the ambiguity in the air.

"It needs to be cleaned up quickly." As he said that, he started to use his hands, rubbing her face roughly with his sleeve, rubbing and rubbing, wishing to rub off a layer of skin on her face before giving up.

And Qianhe didn't resist, seeing him nervous and irritable, although the pain was on the face, but he was happy in his heart.

It's just that this has already made him like this, perhaps, Dazai's previous talk about taking advantage of it may work.

Seeing that the fair skin under his hands was rubbed red and almost swollen, Chuya realized that he had used too much force.

Let go of her hand, and took a few steps back, looking at her left face as if she had been slapped in the face, she seemed a little at a loss at the moment.

"So wipe it clean?" Chizuru asked with a smile.

"Bad, almost." Zhong also subconsciously moved his eyes away, very guilty, and did not dare to look directly at her.

"That's good." Chizuru raised his hand to touch her face, but Chuya grabbed her wrist first.

"Don't move." Nakaya's eyes were stained with guilt, and he probably needed ice packs when he went back like that.

"Okay." Qianhe really stopped touching.

"Next time, don't let other men treat you like this, you know? The men outside are not as innocent as you think."

It's just that the elders are teaching the younger generation, and Zhong also tried to use this excuse to brainwash himself.

"Then aren't you innocent?"

Chizuru decided to follow his words.

"I, I don't—of course not! I won't do anything to you!" Zhong also despised this nonsense himself.

In fact, several times in his dreams he recalled the scene when they first met, and what kind of nightgown she was wearing at that time—ahem, he would never admit it to death!

"So that's the case, then I can understand that men other than you are not innocent?"

"Ahem, you can almost think so." Zhong also thought to himself, at least now he didn't do anything to her that crossed the line.

"I understand, it means, I can't kiss with a man other than you, right? Did you just want to convey this message to me?"

"That's right, you can say that - bah! I didn't mean that! Don't distort my words! Hey! I didn't say that!"

Chuuya's face turned red.

"Then what do you think?" Qianhe walked a few steps closer and looked up at him, with curiosity shining in her crimson eyes.

However, at this time, Chuya looked at her pink lips with disappointment, and he could feel their softness and tenderness just by looking at them.

He swallowed subconsciously.

Out of the corner of his eye, he noticed that his Adam's apple was rolling up and down, and there was an unconcealable smile in Qianhe's eyes.

"Can you tell me?" Qianhe stood on tiptoe, adding fuel to the situation.

"You, what do you want to do?" Zhong also was flustered by her stare.

"Just curious."

Faced with her constant approach, Chuya subconsciously covered her face with his hand, "What are you doing so close, idiot?"

Chizuru took his hand with both hands.

Feeling her unusually cold hands, Zhong couldn't help shivering, and then remembered that she had been outside for too long, and just about to say to take her back, but now she pulled his hand away .

It was still those bright and transparent crimson eyes, as if they had the ability to see through people.

"I promise you, I won't be intimate with other men in the future, so I hope you can be with other women—"

"Gollum—"

Qianhe just wanted to tell him to keep a distance from other women in the future, but before he could say anything, a strange noise sounded unsuspecting.

"What sound?" Zhong also asked suspiciously.

"The sound of the wind." Qianhe smiled and took a few steps back.

"Gollum—"

"I'm sure that's not the sound of the wind." Chuya said seriously, frowning.

"It's probably a small animal nearby—"

"Gollum—"

Chuya's eyes fell on Chizuru's stomach.

The brows that had been tightly furrowed suddenly relaxed, and he spread his hands helplessly, "I really can't do anything with you, let's go eat."

Then he took her back to the car.

But Qianhe kept lowering his head and covering his stomach, his face full of shame.

What a mistake, she didn't expect such a shameful thing to happen.

Seeing that she suddenly calmed down, while driving, Zhong also glanced at her carefully, and was also happy to see that there were more rare expressions on her face other than a smile.

"Eat whatever you want, don't be polite to me."

"...I'll just drink water." Qianhe pursed her lips.

"That can't be done, I don't care if there is a thunderstorm later." There was an uncontrollable smile in Chuya's voice.

"There will be no thunder! Absolutely not!"

"Gollum—"

"Yes, yes, it's not thunder but drums."

"It's not drumming either!"

"Okay, okay, I listen to you!"

"Do not laugh!"

"Okay ok puff hahahaha——"

"...I'm going to be angry!"

"I really don't laugh anymore!"

"Gollum—"

"Ha ha ha ha."

"I'm getting off QAQ"

department store.

This attack was made by a total of three enemies with personalities, and one of them used the explosive ability like him. Thanks to that guy, he took some time.

Because of this, he missed the best time to find Qianhe.When it was time to clear the scene, he managed to catch a member of the Records Section and wanted to ask about the casualties and the whereabouts of the evacuated people.

But no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't find Qianhe, as if she had never been here.

Just when he decided to find time to contact her and ask the man by the way, a familiar figure in the crowd fell into his sight.

Tan natural curly hair, khaki trench coat.

that man-

Bakugo narrowed his eyes, and a cruel and violent smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

Even if there is nothing to ask to interrupt his dirty hand.

So which arm did he use to hug him just now?