After the overlord hit the bow, Dazai

"Why are you in my room?!!"

"No, this is my room." I said calmly.

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at the environment in the house silently, and after realizing that it was indeed not his bedroom, he took a deep breath and asked calmly, "Okay, then, why am I in your room?!"

"Sleep attendant," I said with great joy seeing the other party's calm appearance but actually collapsed, "Just take a shower and go to bed."

Zhong Yuanzhong finally couldn't bear it anymore. He covered the towel with one hand, and scratched his ochre-colored hair with the other hand, and said with a little breakdown: "So it's your damn ability again?! So why? I'm here?!"

"Hmm... just treat it as my supernatural power evolution." I rested my chin on one hand and looked at the beautiful scenery in front of me. "Calm down, it's not like I haven't seen your body before."

"Can't you be more reserved as a girl?!" He took a step back and looked at me with some vigilance.

"What's the matter?" I frowned dissatisfiedly, "Speaking of which, your figure is really good, among the best people I've ever met."

"Thank you...Wait, who else's body have you seen??"

I thought about it carefully: "A hound, I didn't expect that the other party likes to sleep naked. I can't blame me... I have to say that although that guy is a naive guy, he has a really good figure."

This is the truth, I didn't expect Suhiro Tiechang, who looks so serious, to like to sleep in a loincloth at night... In contrast, Tiao Ye Caiju's well-behaved pajamas are much more pleasing to the eye.

"A hound..." Zhongyuan Zhong also temporarily diverted his gaze from this address, and the next second he was frightened by my actions, "You, what are you doing?!!!"

I grabbed his white forearm with one hand, and reached for the bath towel around his waist with the other hand. He was so frightened that he wanted to use his ability to break free from me, but found that he couldn't use his ability at all.

"Don't move so much, the towel will fall off." I carefully tidied up the towel for him that was about to fall apart due to his violent movements, "...Huh? Are you wearing nothing inside? Boys want to wear it outside. Protect yourself."

When I just tidied it up, I clearly saw that it was clean inside.

...are boys so bold now?

"... I just came out of the shower and came to you. Whose fault do you think this is!" Zhong Yuanzhong also said angrily while clutching the bath towel, "And why can't I use my abilities anymore!"

"During bedtime, concubine can't hurt me, and of course I can't use supernatural powers, and I can't leave this room," I said casually, pulling him to the side of the bed with a strong hand, "Don't worry, I will take care of you gently." ordered."

"...What do you want to do to me?!!"

The cobalt blue eyes were full of panic, and Nakahara Nakaya's fair face was blushing. For a moment, he didn't know whether he was ashamed or angry. He tightly covered the towel with one hand, and pushed me desperately with the other hand. Like a pure girl who wants to keep her innocence when facing the thugs.

"You hit my chest."

"Ah, ah, ah, I'm sorry..." He blushed, "No, it's obviously you who did something to me first..."

I was a little puzzled: "Are you going to sleep without blowing your hair?"

Nakahara Chuya: ...

Chuya Nakahara: "Blow, thank you."

I dug out the hair dryer from a pile of sundries and stood in front of him to help him dry his hair.

Nakaya's hair is of very good quality, and the ochre-colored hair is lying in my hands softly, fluttering gently with the warm wind, and Nakaya kept his head down. He didn't know what he was thinking, and the room fell into a kind of silence for a while. ambiance, only the humming of the hair dryer can be heard.

The surrounding atmosphere is a bit awkward.

I decided to take the initiative to break the deadlock: "By the way, do you still remember why I left?"

Zhong Yuan Zhong also raised his head subconsciously when he heard the words, with a trace of confusion on his face: "Huh?"

I reminded him: "Dazai."

A killing intent flashed in Zhongye's cobalt blue eyes: "Ah, I remembered, I wanted to settle the score with that mackerel after I came back, but who would have thought that he would defect."

"Dazai said I was calling your name when I fucked him."

Zhong Yuanzhong was also dazed for a few seconds before he realized that the red color that had subsided climbed up again, and he said hastily: "I told you, a girl, don't say such things!"

"He said I've been calling your name," I repeated, and my free hand slid down his hair, caressing his cheek lightly, and when I wanted to continue sliding down, he grabbed it, Finally, it stopped at his chest.

"Did you...really shout?"

He lowered his head again, staring at the hand that was holding me tightly.

"How is it possible, you and Osamu Dazai's bodies feel different to the touch, even if I'm drunk, I can't admit my mistake," I said with some displeasure, "This is a matter of principle, his figure is at most similar to Akutagawa's. "

Just kidding, how can Dazai Osamu's white body be compared with Chuya's explosive body?

"Wait?? Touch it?! What the hell did you do to me while I was asleep?!!!"

"It's just touching," I said confidently, "and you were very comfortable being touched..."

He released my hand and covered his face with collapse: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"It's all over anyway, don't worry about it so much," I stroked his hair and found that it was almost dry, so I simply threw the hair dryer back to its original position, stretched out my hand and pushed him down on the bed, Zhong also didn't notice for a while, It was also succeeded by me.

Nakahara also fell on his back on the bed, the brown sheets were in stark contrast to his white complexion, he struggled to get up, I pressed his wrist and pressed it directly onto his body.

"You..." His pupils shrank suddenly, and he could clearly see my reflection in his beautiful eyes.

"Chuya, did I say that I like your eyes very much, they are very beautiful." I murmured, lowered my head, and dropped a light kiss on his eyelids.

Our faces were very close, I looked at him, and he looked at me, his breath was very shallow, and his warm breath hit my face.

I think I'm hungry, otherwise why do I feel that the person in front of me looks so delicious.

In the end, it was Zhongyuan Zhong who took the lead to look away, and he looked away awkwardly, "Thank...thank you?"

I was really hungry.

My gaze moves down, eventually resting on his delicate collarbone.

...and then I gnawed on it.

Zhong Yuanzhong also gasped in pain, "Hey, what are you doing!"

"Chicken wishbone..." Dinner really wasn't enough. I was really hungry. Fortunately, some kind person sent me a plate of my favorite chicken wishbone. Unfortunately, it was a bit hard. I thought so, He leaned forward and took another bite.

"Hey! Huang Shang, are you stupid?!! Why are you biting me!" Zhongyuan Zhong also hurriedly propped himself up with one hand, and put the other hand around me, letting me lie on his chest, "wait ?! Why does it smell like alcohol?! You're still drinking alcohol?!!"

"That dog man Osamu Dazai changed my bonbon..." I said in a daze.

"Sure enough, it's that mackerel again..." I heard him say through gritted teeth.

I lay on his chest, feeling so hungry that the chicken wishbone dangling in front of me seemed to be mocking me, so I opened my mouth to bite again.

...and then bit two fingers.

"...I said it wasn't a chicken wishbone!" Zhong Yuanzhong also complained in this way. He originally held my hand in front of my mouth, and I bit it in my mouth.

I felt that the taste was not right, so I grinded it with my teeth, and asked vaguely, "Chicken feet?"

"How do you know how to eat!"

Zhong Yuanzhong also pulled his finger out of my mouth, hugged me and turned over, let me lie flat on the bed, "Okay, okay, since you're drunk, go to sleep."

My eyes were about to close, I opened them suddenly, and stretched out my hand to wrap around his neck: "Why do you sleep! Young people in the new era have to stay up late!"

Zhong Yuan also felt the veins throbbing in his head: "How do you want to be high when you are so drunk?!"

"Turn off the light first." I said mysteriously.

"Huh?" Nakahara Zhong also dubiously got out of bed and turned off the light, but when he returned to the bed, I turned back and pressed him under him again.

I whispered in his ear: "Let's do happy things together~"

……

Tonight, the moonlight is like water.

The hazy moonlight spilled into the room through the windows.

"Rely... just lightly..."

I pressed hard on an acupuncture point on Zhongye's waist, and lazily said: "Zhongye, your body is not good enough."

My answer was a low/groan.

"Listen, you scream really nicely," I stroked his slender neck with one hand, and pressed the acupuncture points on his waist with the other hand, "Scream louder~"

"You bastard..." He coughed lightly, a little out of breath, "Is this what you call happy?!"

"That's right," I brushed away his sweat-soaked hair, revealing his exquisite side face, "massage, I also learned from my mother, I gave my father a massage before, and he said it was very comfortable after the massage .”

"What the hell is this called a massage?!" He laughed angrily, "Does massage hurt so much?!"

"You have to know that flower growers have a magical medical skill called traditional Chinese medicine. I have learned a little bit," I said calmly, thanking the old Chinese medicine doctor for his careful teaching. Even if I was drunk, I could find the exact location.I put my hand into Zhongye's bath towel, and pressed hard on a certain acupuncture point on his thigh, and there was another deep gasp without accident, "Zhongye, you have a lot of hidden wounds on your body, you need a good massage treatment."

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't speak any more, just gave me a hard look, and let me do whatever I wanted.

We, who were addicted to massage, even ignored the rustling sound from the door.

"Are you comfortable?" I asked in a low voice.

"...Why did you ask me to turn off the light?! What are you doing under the quilt?!" Zhong Yuanzhong asked angrily.

"Hey—it's more atmospheric with the lights off, and the quilt is because I'm cold," I drew out my voice, and pressed the acupoints hard again, "So it's comfortable?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also buried his head in the pillow, only the muffled humming sound reflected his state.

"Chuya, actually, I've always thought that your voice is especially suitable for screaming on the bed—" I smiled softly, and then exerted force on my hands.

"Shut up... ah!" He wanted to refute me fiercely, but he turned a corner at the end.

The lights in the room flicked on.

Nakaya and I stuck our heads out from under the quilt and looked towards the door.

Osamu Dazai pressed the switch with one hand and put the other in his pocket, looking at us with a smile.

"Eh? Are Xiaoshang and Zhong doing something happy?" A young man with curly black hair said briskly, but there was no smile in his iris-colored eyes, "Would you mind adding me?"