Miss Izumi

The next day.

When Quan opened his eyes, it was already eight o'clock in the morning.

He glanced at his side, the pillow and the creases on the bed sheet proved that there was someone sleeping here before.Quan stretched out his hand to touch it. The sheets were cool and there was no body temperature left. It was obvious that the people who slept here had been up for a while.

Quan stared at the position next to him for a long time.

"Humph."

Turn over and point the back of your head at it.

When he turned over, he was a little anxious, and his muscles were involved in the wound.But his injury recovered well, that is, there was a slight throbbing pain, but nothing serious.I believe the bandage should be removed in a day or two.

This time was later than the time he used to get up.But to be honest, he didn't have anything to do, and his eyes were sore and he was lazy, so he rarely lay on the bed for a while.

"dong dong"

There was a knock on the door of the room.

Although Quan heard it, he didn't want to respond.

The person who knocked on the door obviously didn't expect any response from him, so he opened the door.

Quan pulled the quilt and covered his head directly, making a full snail look.

"You don't want to panic."

Even separated by a layer of quilt, Quan could clearly hear the man's voice and approaching footsteps.

After a while, a piece sank beside the spring.

The man sat by the bed, patted Quan on the back, and said, "I know you're awake, get up, wash and eat."

Quan remained silent.

Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed helplessly, and simply picked up the person and the quilt, put them on his lap, and pulled out the spring buried in the quilt like a garlic clove.

"..."

"..."

The two looked at each other.

"Cough, what..." Zhong Yuanzhong also spoke first, his cheeks were slightly pink, and he looked a little embarrassed.

But before he finished speaking, Quan's cheeks swelled up as if inflated, and then he turned his head to the side unhappily, and even let out a "hum".

"..." Well, bear it.Who made him cry this squeamish yesterday?

Having said that, he actually didn't do anything too extreme last night, he didn't make it to the last step - after all, Quan still had a wound on his chest.

But after this time, he has seen how much trouble this little bastard can make, he is simply a master.

After kissing for a long time, hugging him tightly, making it itchy... In short, he lost his temper at the slightest bit of dissatisfaction, and refused to approach him with a whimper.

But his little resistance was more like acting like a baby than resistance.Moreover, once the movements slowed down and became gentle, he squinted again, as if to say: Are you okay?

Nakahara Chuya: ... Ha ha :)

Later, Zhong Yuanzhong finally figured out the upright nature of this little bastard.

When everything calmed down, this little workman who had been lying down from the beginning to the end, unexpectedly began to think that his physical strength was too good.

Chuya Zhongyuan: "..." I think you owe a lesson.

Then Zhongyuanzhong really "taught" him a lesson.

The final result is... the tears of the spring flowed down like a flood gate.After the end, I fell asleep in a daze. When I woke up this morning, my eyes were swollen.

Therefore, Quan unilaterally got into trouble with Zhongyuan Zhongye.

"Okay, let's get up and eat." Zhongyuan Zhongya rubbed Izumi's disheveled head.

Quan didn't say a word, and buried himself in the quilt again.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took out his trump card: "I also bought a small cake, but your injury is not fully healed yet, so you are only allowed to eat one."

Then slowly, stretched out a hand from the quilt wrapped in Quan, gestured a few times as if bargaining, and finally spread a slap and raised five fingers.

"..." Zhong Yuanzhong also pressed his fingers back without saying a word, leaving only two fingers, and said, "There will be no more."

Two just two.

After negotiating the price, Quan got out of the quilt.

After washing up, Izumi sat at the dining table and had breakfast with Nakahara Nakaya.

But what surprised him a little was: "You did all of these?"

"What?" Zhongyuan Zhong also took a sip of miso soup, raised his eyelids indifferently, and glanced at Izumi who was sitting opposite him.

"I cook and eat by myself when I'm not busy. Is there anything strange?"

"...No." Quan buried his head in a sip of soup and muttered, "It's pretty good..."

Since Zhongyuan Zhongye cooked the food, Quan took the initiative to take over the follow-up work of cleaning and cleaning.

Nakahara Chuya rested his chin to watch him busy in the kitchen, the short fluffy tail dangling in front of his eyes on the back of the home clothes, he was in a very good mood.

This little Zuo Jing was a little squeamish when he was in bed, and might be a torment, but he was obedient and sensible when he got out of bed.

When Quan finished cleaning up and sat down with the cake plate, Zhong Yuan asked him, "I bought a ticket, do you want to go on the Ferris wheel?"

Quan's attention was diverted from the cake, and he said softly: "I said it yesterday, if you have a plan, then follow your plan."

"Huh? Is that so?" Zhong Yuan Zhong also stroked his chin as if thinking, and said plausibly, "Then we'll still be on the bed..."

"Snapped"

Quan slapped the fork on the table expressionlessly, and said indifferently, "Please allow me to solemnly refuse."

Enduring it, Zhong Yuan still couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Hahaha……"

The laughter was hearty, but Quan was sulking because he made fun of himself, snatched the unmoving little cake in front of him, took the strawberry on it as someone's head, and poked it with a fork as if to vent his anger.

"Eat quickly, I will take you to a place."

"Where?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also wiped the cream from the corner of Quan's mouth with his hand, and didn't tell him the answer, just said: "You will know later."

Quan gave him a suspicious look, and muttered, "Mysterious..."

After the cake was finished, Quan leaned on the back of the chair not wanting to move.Zhong Yuanzhong also changed into a leather jacket and sat down opposite him, looking pretty cool.

When Quan got up to change clothes, Zhong Yuanzhong also reminded him specifically to wear long trousers and a coat to keep out the cold.

"... Oh." Quan was still confused, but since he said that he would follow the plan arranged by Chuya Zhongyuan, he would not deliberately oppose him.

It's fun to deliberately torment people with a small temper in bed, but if it's like this when you get along with each other all the time, it's too uninteresting.In a relationship, both parties are equal, why should only one of them give unconditionally and accommodate the other?

But... Only children who can cry and act like a baby will have sweets, and some men will eat this.This is the experience gained from staying in Huajie for ten years and observing countless men's fountains.

After packing up and going out, Nakahara took Izumi's hand and led him to the garage.

It's just that he didn't stop in front of the usual cars, but led Quan forward until he stopped somewhere.

This is a separate area, with helmets and toolboxes on the display shelves, as well as some products related to repair, maintenance and cleaning.

The most important protagonist in this area is obviously the row of motorcycles side by side.

But at the moment, they are all covered under the dust cloth, and the appearance does not seem to be different.

Up to now, Quan didn't know that they should travel by motorcycle later.

Although he had never been on this thing before, he had seen quite a few of them during the time he rented the house.

Some young night owls rode this thing in the middle of the night, with the accelerator blaring loudly, speeding on the road like a whirlwind.

Therefore, his impression of motorcycles is that one is fast and the other is noisy.

He didn't expect that Zhongyuan Zhong also liked this kind of thing... But after thinking about it, it doesn't seem so surprising?

Zhong Yuan also took two helmets from the display rack and threw one of them to Quan.

Seeing that he had successfully caught it, Zhong Yuan Zhong also casually walked to a car and took off the dust cloth.

It was a heavy locomotive that looked wild.

Zhong Yuanzhong is also not tall, but his body proportions are excellent. With long legs, he rides on a motorcycle and supports himself on one foot.

Plug in the car keys, put on the helmet, lift your chin, and motion for Quan to come over: "Get in the car, I'll take you for a drive."

Seeing his wanton smile, Quan's heart skipped a beat.

"Why are you standing there? Come here."

"oh oh!"

Responding with hindsight, Quan subconsciously ran to the side of the car, still holding the helmet given by Nakahara Chuya in his hand.

Zhong Yuanzhong also told him to put it on and let him curl his hair into it.

It was the first time for Quan to wear this thing, and the other party asked him to put his long hair back in. After fumbling for a while, it was Zhongyuan Zhongye who helped him put it on smoothly.

With a "click", Zhongyuan Zhong also buckled Quan's helmet and pinched his nose affectionately.

"Get in the car."

"Ah."

He finally knew why Zhongyuan Zhong specifically reminded him to wear long trousers.

"It's fast, remember to hold me tight."

"Um……"

Quan wrapped his arms around his waist as he said, but didn't use much force, and grabbed the two corners of his waist with both hands, obviously not aware of what was going to happen next.

With a bang on the accelerator, the domineering sound of the locomotive engine was like a thunderbolt, which instantly exploded in my ears, especially loud in the quiet garage, which made Quan tremble uncontrollably.

Zhong Yuanzhong also naturally felt it, but his chuckle was covered up in the roar, so Quan couldn't hear it.

"Hold on tight, brat."

He reminded loudly again.

Quan felt his heart beating faster and faster.Before, he just wanted to grab the other party's clothes, but now after hearing the other party's reminder, his heart tightened for some reason, and he hugged his waist subconsciously.

Zhong Yuanzhong also grinned.

"let's go--"

As soon as his foot was loosened, the locomotive galloped out with a "swish" like an arrow leaving the string.

The sound of wind and roar roared in my ears, and Quan could hardly hear any other sounds.

During their high-speed travel, the surrounding scenery turned into afterimages, fleeting.

In the blast, the only person who can feel and rely on is the person in front of him.

Quan couldn't help tightening his arms.

Sensing his movement, Nakahara Zhong also asked him loudly: "Are you afraid?!"

Quan closed his eyes and shouted at him with almost all his strength: "I'm not afraid!"

"Okay, then it's faster—"

"Ahhhhhh bastard—!"