Hong Kong and black wage earners

One night, the quartet had a rare time to get together for a drink at the lupin bar.

After An Wu entered the bar, he frequently looked at the black-haired boy beside him, and didn't listen to the boy's ramblings.

"I said, Ango—"

Hearing the other party say his name suddenly, Ango Sakaguchi paused while drinking, and then looked intently.

The black-haired, kite-eyed boy turned the seat to face him, leaning his elbows on the table, "You've been peeking at me since just now, do you have anything to say?"

As soon as the boy's voice fell, the other two who didn't talk much also turned their heads to look over. Anwu, who was stared at by the three people, felt a little embarrassed, "It's just that I heard some rumors about you recently. The plot is really unbelievable. I started I still don't believe it."

But now...

Ango's eyes flicked past the cut on Dazai's lips, stayed on Qing Xian's lips for a moment, and then retracted.

"Rumor?" Odasaku asked suspiciously, seemingly completely unaware.

Dazai laughed lowly, "Odasaku is a low-level member, it's normal not to know, and now many people think I'm a scumbag with two feet."

Oda Saku took a sip of his wine upon hearing this, "Well, is that so."

"The reaction is so flat, don't you wonder who are the people who gossip with me?"

"Since it's a rumor, it's not very reliable, and you don't look like that kind of person, Dazai." Oda Saku said unhurriedly, "So I don't think it matters who you are."

Dazai shrugged, "Oh, Odasaku is just too honest, it doesn't matter if you gossip a little bit, otherwise it will seem like I'm the only one talking every time, and it looks like I talk a lot."

Qingxian glanced at him, isn't that true?

"So... what is the real situation?" Seeing that they hadn't gotten to the point of the conversation, Anwu couldn't help asking.

"The real situation——" Dazai said, raising his hand and pressing on the head of Qingxian who was drinking juice from a glass, and his smile deepened, "I have to ask my children if they are willing to tell you. "

"..." An Wu squeezed the wine glass without saying a word, casting strange eyes on the two of them through the lens.

You don't need to say it at all, anyone with a discerning eye can see it!

Qingxian looked up at Dazai, "What do you call your kid?"

"Ah, isn't it?"

"Don't forget that you eat mine and use mine. I still drive every day. No matter how you look at it, the 'kid' should be you."

"Oh, then if Qing Xian calls me 'little friend'...it feels good."

"No, you're too kind."

"Hey - I just want to hear it."

An Wu looked at these two teenagers who had become tired of chatting unknowingly, frowned, and looked away with a headache.

So it is good to be young, you can do what you want, and love is so free.

And as a multi-tasking civil servant, his lifelong partner may only have to work day and night.

Here Dazai was still teasing Ao Xian, and Odasaku noticed the petty interactions between the two of them. He took a sip of his wine, "It seems that you have a good relationship now."

An Wu: "..." Hey, take a closer look, it's not just a good relationship!

Dazai let out a chuckle, "You have seen all of this, as expected of you, Odasaku."

After he finished speaking, he looked down at Qing Xian, and mouthed to him: "Can you say it?"

God knows how much he wants to let everyone know about this, and tell them that Qingxian belongs to him alone.

So what if you have a bad reputation?I had foreseen the future when I planned to take that photo, but it’s worth getting such a surprise, isn’t it?

After Qingxian received what he said, she didn't answer directly, but gave him a look of "you are free", and continued to drink juice.

Seeing such a response, Dazai suddenly gave up the idea of ​​wanting to publicize it. In the end, it would be too boring for him to be the only one complacent. Sure enough, he still wants to hide people and let others guess.

Then he raised a smile and changed the subject, continuing his one-sided "speech".

……

After drinking and returning to the apartment, Dazai put Qing Xian between him and the door as soon as he entered, and put his hands on the other side's side to make a wall-dong posture.

Then she lowered her head little by little, and a second before she was about to kiss him, Qing Xian slapped him on the mouth.

"Well?"

"It smells like wine."

Dazai blinked his watery eyes with aggrieved face, but Qing Xian was unmoved, and silently passed under his arm.

"..." So heartless.

But he can take a bath with Qing Xian, so he regained his vitality after thinking about it.

In the bathroom echoing with the sound of water, Qing Xian wrapped his lower body in a towel and sat on a low stool. Dazai sat behind him and wiped his back with a towel soaked in shower gel. on the shoulder blades.

Just as he was distracted, he heard the person with his back turned say abruptly: "Are you going to let the photo matter go?"

"Eh?"

Still guessed?Sure enough, I still can't hide it from him.

"No matter how you look at it, you arranged it on purpose. You dragged Zhongya into unnecessary troubles. Naturally, you will finish the mess left."

"Ye Zhongya all day long, Qingxian, are you trying to make me jealous on purpose?" Dazai said with a little displeasure, and rubbed his hands a few times indiscriminately.

"Heh—" The young man in front seemed to find it funny, a chuckle leaked out with his breath, and his shoulders trembled.

Dazai frowned inexplicably, and kept moving his hands, "What's so funny? Ah, Qingxian, are you deceiving my feelings?"

Qingxian's shoulders trembled slightly, as if she was enduring something.

In Dazai's line of sight, he could only see the boy's skin gradually turning a faint crimson color, and even the pinnae of the ears were tinged with red, he suddenly showed his understanding, and calmly stretched out his hand to gently scratch the boy's waist.

As expected, he saw the opponent straighten his back in a jerk, and his muscles tensed and pulled out a flexible arc.

"Don't mess around." Qing Xian held back so hard just now, her cold and pale face turned into pale pink with reddish white.

He turned his head and grabbed Dazai's paw that was trying to make trouble, his blushing cheeks and tears at the corners of his eyes would only make people think that he was just trying to refuse, but wanted to continue to bully him.

"It's just a bath, who knew you were so ticklish." Dazai said calmly.

Qing Xian gave him a warning look, then let go of his hands and turned back, Dazai pretended to rub it a few times, then smiled mischievously and scratched the other's itchy flesh with both hands.

"!!!" Qing Xian instantly softened her waist.

"This is your punishment! Don't be so affectionately called a slug in the future—"

"...I-I told you...don't mess around!"

Qing Xian took a deep breath before regaining her strength, and immediately turned around and raised her hand to greet Dazai's face, but her foot that had just been stretched back stepped on the water stain mixed with shower gel, and her body center of gravity suddenly shifted , uncontrollably fell head-on to Dazai.

After being overwhelmed, Dazai hit the back of his head on the tiled floor, feeling a dull pain, "It hurts——"

The stools were turned upside down, there was a faint greasy feeling on the chest, and there seemed to be a faint fruity smell rushing over his face, Dazai opened his eyes forcefully, and found that Qingxian's dazed face was away from him. It was only a few centimeters, and their upper bodies were tightly fitted together with almost no gap.

bang bang—

bang bang—

The two hearts are very close, and the beating of each other can be felt through a layer of flesh. They seem to be excitedly communicating with each other because of this rare close contact.

Qingxian didn't move, because he felt that his bath towel was no longer on him, and it would be embarrassing if he just got up like this.

"Green string?"

Dazai saw that he hadn't moved for a long time, and subconsciously wanted to move his gaze down to investigate, and then Qingxian covered his eyes.

He heard the young man say in a cold tone next to his ear: "Close your eyes, don't look."

"Oh..." He wanted to take a peek even more after saying this, but he always felt that if he was discovered, he would be killed by the other party.

Although the itching is severe, but bear with it a little?

Qing Xian slowly moved her hand away, making sure that he wouldn't peek before getting up, quickly picked up the bath towel and wrapped it up, and felt more comfortable after doing all this.

"Can I open it now?" Dazai asked tentatively.

What responded to him was warm water pouring down from his head.

He quickly covered his face with his hands and sat up, wiped the water from his face, opened his eyes and complained: "Qing Xian is going too far."

"Is it too much? It's just a small punishment." Qing Xian continued to spray his face with the shower in his hand.

"..." There is no shower gel on my face, why don't you wash it for me.

The two of them rinsed off the shower gel, took a hot bath for a while, and then went to the bedroom to turn off the lights and go to sleep. The day passed like this.

Of course, not every day is as leisurely as today. Recently, another troublemaker appeared and launched raids on various mafia organizations without any rules, which made the situation worse.

Even Odasaku met the real culprit in a jewelry store that was ransacked, but Odasaku didn't recognize the person at the time, and even chatted with him for a while, and Dazai, who arrived at the scene later, listened to his description , It can already be concluded that the person who returned to the scene is the rumored "White Qilin".

Mr. Sen entrusted him with the task of investigating Bai Qilin, and things gradually increased. It was rare to be able to sleep with Qing Xian today.

Qing Xian originally thought that kissing him before going to bed was not a big deal, but the problem was that this person kissed him for too long, and he kept opening his mouth as if to eat him.

Feeling sleepy, Qing Xian turned his head and silently refused to continue the kiss, Dazai broke his jaw in resentment, and the next movement made Qing Xian's brain wake up immediately.

He felt something wet and soft flexibly pried open his lips and stretched in, and tried to hook his tongue——

Startled by this strange feeling, Qing Xian's heartbeat missed a beat, and she really felt that she was going to be eaten by the other party in a trance, but the instinct of the body took emergency measures before realizing it, When he came back to his senses, Dazai was already lying upside down under the bed, whimpering.

"..." It seems that I have overdone it.