Port Nanny, Dementia Online

Zhong Yuanzhong also had a dream. He clearly realized that he was in the dream, and his body was moving uncontrollably. Fortunately, the content of the dream was not too weird, it was just daily work.

Is this a lucid dream?

Soon Zhong Yuanzhong realized that something was wrong, and everything got out of control when the black-haired boy's tear-stained face appeared in front of his eyes——

"... a little cute."

"Is Nakaya-kun interested in Yuu Shima?"

"Compared to Dazai-kun, Yuu Shima listens to you more."

"Compared with the leader's order, what I want to know more is, Chuya, do you like him?"

"Isn't it easy to keep him with your body?"

……

Things went off the rails, and when Zhong Yuan came back to his senses, he had already pushed the black-haired boy down on the bed, with his knee against one of the boy's legs, preventing him from resisting any possibility, acting like an intruder Trapping the young man in his own world, Shimao stared blankly with his gilt eyes, as if wondering what happened.

The young man in sight looked up at him, with complete trust in his eyes, even though Nakahara Nakaya's aggression aura made him so nervous that he wanted to escape, he just quietly tightened the sheets under his body, so well-behaved that he was reluctant to do excessive things to him .

But Nakahara didn't think so, Shima Yu lay in front of him in an extremely seductive posture, constantly teasing Nakahara Nakaya's fragile nerves.Shima Yu's clothes were messy, and I don't know what happened before. The dark shirt in the white coat should have been tightly buttoned, but now it has three buttons open. His gaze is down, along the straight line of the collarbone All the way to the exposed small half of the chest, hidden in a shadow.

The air in the room became sticky, making it hard to breathe. Nakahara also closed his eyes, not to see Shima Yuu's appearance of being picked by others. He clenched his fists, resisting himself not to pick up the piece of fabric .

"...Zhongye?"

Yuu Shima's puzzled ending sounded more like a reminder than a reminder, and cut off the last trace of reason in Nakahara Chuya. He stretched out his hand almost obsessively, the fabric of the shirt made a slight rustling sound, and the black leather glove wrapped his fingertips across the island. A piece of skin on Yu's chest was filled with icy coolness and extremely hot inside, and the fingertips lightly passed by, leaving a small piece of red finger mark, like a petal of cherry blossoms in early spring.

The young man rubbed back lightly like a cat, black hair slid across Nakahara Chuya's wrist, Nakahara Chuya's eyes were reddened, and the tense muscles all over his body were no match for Shima Yuku's soft snort.

... it's over.

Nakahara Chuya was also full of these big characters, and the orange-haired boy gave up on himself and bent down to seal Shima Yuko's slightly cool lips that were not yet closed.

Shima Yuu's eyes widened in surprise, and Nakahara Naka stuck to his lips clumsily, unable to find the key, the tip of his tongue tentatively licked the line of his lips, before the boy had time to react, he pried open the gap between his lips, and the rest It becomes easier.

The young man's lips were light in color, and they were easily stained with a deeper and brighter color. The attitude of letting others get what they want really makes people unable to help being addicted to it.

Everything is getting out of hand——

How could you do such a thing to Ah Yu!

There are many adult entertainment venues under the name of the port Mafia, and Zhongyuanzhong has also been in and out many times due to missions. Those people huddled together under the dim light, like wild animals for warmth. He once sneered at the existence of joy.

Now the roles were reversed and he became the giver.

Under his body, Shimao showed an aggrieved expression as if about to cry, holding the tip of his tongue tremblingly, calling his name vaguely, "Chuya..."

The satisfaction in his heart filled his chest like clouds, and at this moment, he finally got the satisfaction of the other party.

The scene changed for a while, and finally stopped at Shima Yuu's apologetic expression.

"...I'm sorry, Mr. Nakahara."

The unfamiliar address opened up the distance between the two, even though Shima Yu didn't say it clearly, Nakahara could hear his subtext.

I do not like you.

An indescribable sadness suddenly gripped Nakahara Chuya's entire mind, and the boy's gilt golden eyes seemed to be showing pity, which was absolutely impossible to appear on Shima Yuko's face.

It's annoying! ! !

Zhong Yuan Zhong also lifted the quilt, and suddenly came to his senses, he was still on his own bed.

There was no one around him, and what happened in the dream was still deeply imprinted in his mind...

Zhongyuan Zhong also blushed slightly, thinking that now the genius is dimming, Shima Yu might still be asleep on the bed in the next room, he curled up his fingers impatiently, the scenes in the dream are still vivid in his memory, with a bit of Unfinished business.

What kind of bad dream is this? It's hard to tell if the boundary between dream and reality will not be clear if we stay in the Central Plains.

Zhong Yuan also rushed into the bathroom and decided to calm down.

After he walked out of the bathroom, he realized that it was still early, so he simply went to morning exercise to vent his excess energy, otherwise how could he have dreamed of such a thing...

Zhong Yuanzhong also accidentally discovered that the person who thought he was still sleeping soundly on the bed was sitting at the dining table, smearing jam on toast with a sleepy expression.

Seeing Chuya Nakahara coming down the stairs, Yuu Shima yawned, tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes, "Good morning... Chuya."

Nakahara Chuya's eyes were inexplicably attracted by the tears, and he nodded indiscriminately, "Good morning... I woke up really early today."

"Hmm..." Shimao leaned on the back of the dining chair, "The teacher's memory is a bit fuzzy after he comes back, I have to sort out the details with him."

"Ah... Is that so?" It's hard to say whether Zhongyuan Zhongye is listening attentively. His memory is not fuzzy, but it seems that there are more things that shouldn't be there.

"Do you think there is a problem with your memory?" Shima Yu yawned all over the place, poking the toast on the plate with a jam knife, and it was obvious that he had no appetite, "Maybe I am a monster or other reasons, I don't have any problems with my memory, I can smooth it out for you."

He also thought of Zhongyuan Zhongye's identity as a barbarian, "Maybe Zhongye has not forgotten anything like me."

Compared with the blurred memory, there are more memories that shouldn't be there.

Nakahara Chuya paused, "I in the parallel world... am I..."

He stopped abruptly in the middle of his question.

"Huh?" Shimao looked at him suspiciously, his gilt eyes stared dazedly, as if he was about to fall asleep in the next second, the marks on his ears finally faded away completely, and he couldn't see how he was gnawed there in a loving way No matter what, this picture also appeared in the dream of Chuya Zhongyuan.

The orange-haired boy felt his mouth dry for no reason, he coughed lightly, "No, it's nothing."

When passing by Shimao, Nakahara Chuya had a tidal cold aura that made Shimao shiver, and Shimao said in surprise, "Go to morning exercise after taking a bath?"

I still take a cold shower, is my body in such good shape?

As if the lie had been exposed, Nakahara Chuya's expression was stiff, and he walked out of the same hands and feet, and replied in a panic: "Yes, yes...that's right."

Looking at the back of Zhongyuan Zhongye who seemed to be fleeing from the wilderness, taking a cold shower early in the morning and doing morning exercises to meet the whole day's work, not to mention the overtime that may occur at any time at night, it is really energetic.

Shimao recalled the sentence in the textbook, and thought deeply, could this be the so-called... puberty?

Even puberty is harder for people with sufficient physical strength than ordinary people.

After Chuya Nakahara's morning exercise, Shimao Yu has already gone to the port Mafia, and there is still some time before going to work. He is carrying a dirty laundry basket and is going to do the laundry.

Neither of them had the idea of ​​hiring cleaning and helpers. Shimao seemed to be a little resistant to this kind of cleaning that would be exposed to privacy, and Nakahara simply took over all these jobs.

In the laundry room, there are clothes that Yuu Shimao changed. The boy came back from overtime work yesterday. He was so sleepy that he almost lost the strength to take a bath. He dragged his exhausted body to wash it and fell into the bed. How could he care about changing it? Dirty clothes.

Zhong Yuanzhong also shook his white coat, feeling some weight in his pocket, probably a small object such as a car key that fell down.

"Still so sloppy."

He resigned to his fate, this guy Shimao lived a very casual life, fortunately he moved here to live with him, otherwise his casualness might turn into sloppy.

I really don't know who I learned this bad living habit from.

Nakahara Chuya took out a cigarette case from the pocket of his white coat while thinking.

Nakahara Chuya: ...

The orange-haired boy confirmed again in disbelief that it was indeed a pack of cigarettes, not a fake. There were a few cigarettes missing in it. He seemed to be a wife who had found out that her husband had cheated, trying to find any clues on the pack until He found a production date from four years later on the pack.

Good guy, learned to smoke during his absence.

Nakahara also squeezed the cigarette case in his hand, and there was no need to ask Shima Yu, he had already been confirmed, all these plots had been staged in his dreams, and he soon found the culprit.

That bastard Dazai actually taught Ah Yu to smoke! ! !

Nakahara also felt that it was necessary to ask Osamu Dazai to settle the account.

Sorting out the memory along the messy dream, and thinking about the things he had done to Shima Yu in the parallel world, Nakahara Nakahara was almost furious.

He didn't know what he was angry about, even from the maintenance of the two during the fight to the final parting, it could be seen that Shima Yu didn't hold any grudges against the other Nakahara.

Relying on his existence in a parallel world and his identity, that person gained Shima Yu's trust, obeyed Mori Ogai's instructions, and chose to restrain Shima Yu with a sense of responsibility.

Thinking of Shimao holding the other party, what he confides in his mouth is his longing and uneasiness, and all of them are accepted by that person.

As for these things, when he saw Shimao Yu again, Nakahara finally understood why Shimao was so eager.

Zhongyuan Zhong also smashed the wall of the laundry room with a punch, and his expressionless appearance was somewhat like that of a future port Mafia cadre.

...It would be great if that person was him.

The author has something to say: a bit high, I don’t know if I can pass the review

The long comment is really delicious, I also want to see Kiss!

You can’t kiss in reality, but you should be able to in your dreams QAQ

memories and dreams

In the dream: Do whatever you want, bully as much as you like

Reality: Who used you like this?

感谢在2020-10-1006:26:45~2020-10-1106:10:21期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the mine: 1 Mojiu;

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：中也在我床上了20瓶；萬丈深淵10瓶；宰☆宰☆棒~、夜幕星河5瓶；可可西米露2瓶；千岁凉1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!