Miss Izumi

Zhongyuan Zhong was still in a daze, and the little bastard in the upper position started to make trouble.

His fingers and the leather choker on Nakahara Nakaya's neck are one white and one black, forming a sharp color contrast.Zhongyuan couldn't see it, but he could feel it.

The choker, which was originally tight and tight, suddenly tightened after being hooked by fingers.The upward force exerted on his neck caused his head to tilt back, completely exposing his throat.

The throat is fragile, so he is undoubtedly exposing his weakness and handing it over to the other party.

This feeling is very strange and makes people tremble all over.

The protruding Adam's apple rolled up and down, which caught Quan's attention.He gently and ambiguously rubbed the thumb of the same hand, and stroked his side face with the other hand, and said with a smile: "Why are you nervous?"

"Are you kidding me?" Zhong Yuan raised his eyebrows, "I will be nervous?"

Quan opened his mouth, and was about to say something, when suddenly his vision blurred, and he and Zhong Yuanzhong also switched positions.

The two hands that made a fuss before were clasped on top of the head with one hand by the opponent, so firmly that they could not move at all.His strength has always been great, and Quan did not expect to be able to break free from his shackles.

"Now, do you still think I will be nervous?" He smiled wantonly, his expression was flying, and his whole person was incredibly dazzling.

Quan has always felt that he is like a bottle of old wine that has been cellared for many years.One mouthful can make the tip of the tongue numb, and when swallowed, it is more like swallowing a ball of fire, burning from the mouth all the way to the spleen and stomach, extremely domineering.But the wine is really mellow and strong, which is endless aftertaste.

Of course, he would not tell Chuya Zhongyuan these words.

He blinked and said innocuously, "Are you changing the subject?"

"... Huh?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also taken aback for a moment.

"You haven't forgotten what we were discussing before, right?" Izumi Yuya said leisurely, as if he wasn't the one who diverted the topic first, "Don't you want to explain the matter between you and Mr. Dazai? ?”

Zhong Yuanzhong was about to be laughed at by this little bastard who beat him up.

Thinking about it carefully, since this guy Izumi knew about his bet with Osamu Dazai, it is impossible for him not to know about the fact that they used to be partners.

Now he is just mentioning this on purpose to see how lively he is, not sure how to enjoy it.

After making such a guess, Zhong Yuan looked at the playful expression on Quan's face, how could he not know that this little bastard was just making fun of himself?

He endured it, but he didn't, and decisively "taught" him a lesson.

"Hey! Hahaha...don't tickle me! You have a guilty conscience! You're lying! Hahaha..."

"Why am I guilty? I don't believe you, a bastard, don't know!" Nakahara said through gritted teeth, "Besides, you were the one who changed the subject first, right?!"

"Hahaha... not at all!" Quan naturally firmly denied it.

"Hmph." See if he will believe it or not this time!

Quan laughed out of breath, and tears came out.Later, I couldn't stand it anymore, so I begged for mercy and surrendered.

The Central Plains also accept as soon as it is good.

Quan clutched his stomach that hurt from laughing, and collapsed on the sofa, gasping for breath.

Zhongyuan Zhong also straightened his back, folded his hands in front of his chest, looked down at him, and said that he was: "Remember to eat but not fight." How dare you wrestle with him with such small arms and legs?

"Hmph." Quan turned his head away and ignored him.

Hey, you still dare to get angry with him?

"Cough." Zhong Yuanzhong also coughed and cleared his throat, "I brought you some snacks."

"Where?" Quan turned around immediately.Seeing the unconcealable smile on the other party's face, his cheeks puffed up as if inflated, and turned to one side again.

"Okay, okay." Nakahara Chuya made a gesture and got up to get him a souvenir.

Quan naturally followed suit.

Unexpectedly, as soon as his upper body was half lifted, Zhong Yuanzhong suddenly turned around and possessed him.

Quan's eyes widened in surprise, and he didn't expect the other party to "kill the carbine".

But the emotions that seemed redundant at the moment were quickly left behind by him.

A hand wrapped around his waist, supported his back, and slowly put him back on the sofa.The other hand held the back of his neck, and the cold leather glove touched the warm skin, making him tremble uncontrollably.

He was shivering like a kitten sneezing, so cute.

The person who was kissing him now even let out a chuckle in the gap.

Izumi, who hugged his shoulders and neck, pulled his hair unhappily.

After being sticky and greasy for a while, Quan finally got the dessert he had been thinking about for a long time.

But just when he was about to open one to taste, he was dragged to the dining table by Zhong Yuan.

"Just thinking about eating desserts. You are so active in eating three meals a day. How can you think that you are as thin as a chick now?"

"Eating high-calorie food will make you fat." Quan retorted.

"...You are the one who is clever." Zhong Yuan raised his hand and knocked him on the head.

"oops!"

That being said, Izumi knows what is good and what is bad.After eating honestly, I went to open the snack box.

Nakahara Chuya finished his shower and came out of the bathroom covered in steam. Izumi had already changed into fluffy home clothes and was lying on the sofa watching cartoons.There was already a row of empty snack boxes on the table in front of him, obviously eating a lot.

Zhongyuan Zhongya was on a business trip this time. In addition to bringing souvenirs for his little bastard, he also bought two bottles of good wine.

One of the bottles was put into the wine cellar, and the other bottle was ready to drink, and he planned to drink it tonight.

He sat down beside the spring with wine and two goblets, and said, "Pour a glass for you?"

Quan turned to look at him and nodded.

His hair was not too dry, it was wet, and a small stream of water could still be seen sliding down his neck, getting into the bathrobe and disappearing.

It's just that he himself didn't pay attention to these things. He opened the wine cork with a corkscrew and poured two glasses of wine.

With a crisp sound of "ding", the two clinked glasses.

Compared with the whiskey I drank at the bar before, the red wine was obviously much smoother.

The color is like a rose, and the taste is fruity. Izumi, who used to drink sake, liked it quite a lot.

The night is getting darker.

The animation has ended at this time.The two of them were not interested in TV dramas, so they turned off the TV, and lived in a world of two quietly.

Quan nestled in his boyfriend's arms, and slowly finished the glass of red wine in his hand.

As if he suddenly thought of something, he raised his head and said to Zhong Yuan Zhongya: "Sister Hongye took me to make beautiful clothes last time."

"Huh? Big sister took you to do it?" Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little surprised, "Could it be a kimono?"

"Yes, very beautiful." Quan rubbed his jawline with his fingers, "Shall I show you how to wear it?"

"Okay." Nakahara Chuya poured himself another glass of wine.

"Then I'll take a shower first." Quan got up from his arms and kissed him on the cheek before leaving.

After drinking more than half of the bottle of red wine, Zhong Yuan Zhong also answered a phone call, counting the time, it has been more than an hour since Quan left the living room.

But why hasn't this little bastard come out yet?

Zhong Yuanzhong also had doubts in his heart. Could it be that he fell asleep while soaking in the bathtub?

...It's not impossible.

With that in mind, he walked towards the bedroom.

To avoid the embarrassment of bumping into changing clothes when opening the door, he knocked on the door.

"spring?"

He waited at the door for a while, but did not hear any sound from inside.

So he turned the doorknob, pushed the door open and walked in.

"spring……"

The sound stopped abruptly.

After entering the door, he saw Quan at a glance.

It is no exaggeration to say that it is the most vivid and eye-catching color in the whole room.

The complicated kimonos are stacked on top of each other, and the double-petaled flowers are blooming in large areas, which is extremely gorgeous.

All the long black hair was coiled up, revealing the slender and tender back of the neck.

When Zhongyuan Zhongye entered, he was facing the door with his back, holding a small mirror, as if he was applying lipstick.

"Hey, why did you come in here?" Quan glanced in the mirror, and saw Zhongyuan Zhongye who had been in a daze for a long while without any movement.

Hearing his voice, Zhong Yuanzhong also suddenly came back to his senses, his face, which was already slightly flushed from drinking, turned redder suddenly.

"I, I knocked on the door..." He quickly explained to himself, and even stuttered.

"Really? But I didn't hear it."

Quan turned around.Zhong Yuanzhong also noticed that the corners of his eyes were also painted a bright red.

On weekdays, Quan always faces the sky without a face, and the clothes he wears are mostly plain, but if he just stands there quietly, he feels like a lotus flower out of water.

But now that he is wearing this colorful dress, the first thing people think of is the passionate double rose.

Zhong Yuanzhong also saw him turn around, as if he had been electrocuted, he quickly lowered his head, avoiding Quan's sight.

"Big, probably... because the sound insulation effect is better..."

Wait!

Why didn't he dare to look at that little bastard? !

"Eh? Is that so?" Quan dragged out his tone inexplicably, and walked towards Zhongyuan who was standing still in place.

I don't know whether he forgot or deliberately, Quan didn't wear a foot bag, and stepped on the floor with bare feet, like a cat, approaching silently and gracefully step by step.

Followed by it, there is a faint, wonderful fragrance.

Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't describe what it smelled like, but he just felt that it smelled good.

Quan quickly walked up to him, turned around in a circle, and asked, "Does it look good?"

"Hmm, um..." He glanced up quickly, then lowered his head again.

Quan was helpless: "Are you going to stand like this all night?"

With that said, he went to hold Zhongyuan Zhongya's hand hanging by his side.

Before he touched the opponent's hand, Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his hand and held his hand.

"Why suddenly..."

"It wasn't sudden." Quan hugged him, leaned his head on his shoulder, and looked at him sideways, "It was originally worn for you to see."

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"Don't you like it?" Seeing that he didn't respond much, Quan asked deliberately.

"No, it's not..." Zhong Yuanzhong also hastily retorted.

Quan saw that from his ears to the base of his neck, even the half of his chest exposed under the bathrobe, was stained with a layer of crimson, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he was in a very good mood.

"Are you still drinking?"

"Um……"

The place to drink is transferred to the bedroom.

A bottle of red wine bottomed out quickly, and this level was not considered drunk.But Zhongyuan Zhong didn't know why, he was dizzy, he seemed to be drunk faster and more severely than usual.

He watched Quan slowly leaning down, his own reflection reflected in those mirror-like eyes.

"My injury has healed."

"Um……"

"You remember to ask for leave for me tomorrow."

"it is good."