Dr. Jishihurensen

The time has gradually approached twelve o'clock.

Mori Ogai opened the door, closed his eyes and closed the door, and after a while, he sighed.

There are too many and complicated things in Hong Kong and black. Even though I have personally experienced it last time, I will not realize until I get started that it represents how much work he has to do in a day.

Just horrible.

Especially the children who were expected to be available before are still in school. For the sake of a better future, he shouldn't pull the children who are still studying back to work for him.

This is the optimal solution, the optimal solution, and it will be fine after a few years.

Thinking of this, his hand landed on the back of his neck and squeezed hard.

Long-term bowing his head at his desk has caused the muscles in his neck to become stiff now.

Walking slowly to the living room, he reached out to turn on the light.

It was deserted.

Mori Ogai casually put aside the red scarf representing the leader's position, took off his coat, and put his hand on the button of his shirt, but the movement stopped.

On his sofa lay a man in a kimono lying on his side.

Green, familiar clothes.

Mori Ogai looked at the back, and when he didn't know it, the corners of his mouth slightly curled up.

The back of the sofa is not high. Although no one can be seen when entering the door, it is obvious when you walk to the edge.

The man's silver-white hair fell on the black leather surface of the sofa, and his healthy skin was slightly blushed from sleep. His body was almost motionless, and he seemed to be in a deep sleep.

It's a pity that His Excellency Silver Wolf may still lack some skills in camouflage.

The silver-white eyelashes fluttered uneasily, and her hands curled up on her feathers, as if she was pretending to be asleep because she was at a loss.

The little bad taste in Mori Ogai's heart suddenly permeated.

Such a Mr. Silver Wolf... He really couldn't help but develop a mischievous mentality.

After all, a powerful large carnivore with sharp fangs, enough to kill him in one blow, spread out his furry and harmless belly in front of him...

Who can say no to this?

Anyway, Mori Ogai couldn't refuse.

He smiled, and took out from his sleeve an object that had been placed so close to his skin that it was at the same temperature as his skin.

The shining silver light hit the back of the man's neck.

This is an extremely dangerous area. No matter how powerful the beast is, if it is caught by the back of the neck, it will fall into a situation where it is powerless to resist.

And the stronger the person, the more vigilant they are about this place. Even His Excellency Silver Wolf, who tried hard to restrain his reaction, couldn't help hooking his toes.

The instep under the foot bag is slightly arched, it is really...

Mori Ogai squinted his eyes, and with a nasty smile, he slowly poked into his back collar with the thing that became colder with time in contact with the air.

He was awakened with a start, his hairs were standing on end, and his hands were already clutching his clothes.

However, Fukuzawa Yukichi lay there quietly without saying a word.

He was fighting the urge to jump up.

As for such Fukuzawa Yukichi, his face blushed unknowingly, and a little bit of sweat appeared on his cool forehead.

Mori Ogai squinted his eyes, watched the reaction of his subordinates, and exerted a little force.

The sound of tearing silk sounded.

The back collar of Fukuzawa Yukichi was cut open with a single knife, and Fukuzawa Yukichi, who had restrained himself for a long time, was obviously coming to find someone, but was inexplicably teased again when he heard the voice on the back of his neck, and his nerves It broke suddenly, and he shot suddenly, grabbed Mori Ogai by the collar, pushed with his right hand, and pulled with his left hand, directly turning Mori Ogai over.

If it were someone else, this kind of action would be enough to make the other party slam on the coffee table firmly, unable to move.

But this is no one else.

Mori Ogai had expected Fukuzawa Yukichi's reaction a long time ago. His waist forcefully rolled along with Fukuzawa Yukichi's strength. He lightly supported the sofa with one hand, and landed on one knee, directly throwing someone who was still on the sofa. circled in its own shadow.

Mori Ogai looked at Fukuzawa Yukichi in front of him with a smile.

Fukuzawa Yukichi's face was slightly red, with a little sweat, as if he couldn't bear the feeling of dancing on his nerves, his lips parted slightly, trying to calm his breath, when Mori Ogai controlled him, He widened his green eyes and looked at Mori Ogai who was close in front of him.

It was obvious that Mori Ogai was the first to strike, but he had been harassed so much that he couldn't keep his heartbeat steady, but this person still looked calm and breezy.

He obviously wanted him to stop, but because of his hasty reaction, he put himself in a more dangerous situation.

This is almost the prelude to a brawl.

Fukuzawa Yukichi tilted his head slightly, "Get up, it's late at night, this is disturbing the people."

This posture is really unavoidable, especially when he is completely enveloped by Mori Ogai's breath.

Mori Ogai seemed to have no other intentions at all, but simply liked to dance on the edge of danger, obediently got off the sofa, and continued to take off his shirt.

Fukuzawa Yukichi straightened up, sat on the sofa, spread his legs slightly uncomfortably, and looked away.

After a while, he couldn't help but look at Mori Ogai who was taking off his shirt with his back turned.

Mori Ogai didn't have any scars on his body.

This is due to the fact that once he was injured on the battlefield, he would wipe his neck directly, and Yosano Akiko had to treat him directly. Therefore, except for the calluses between his fingers due to frequent use of the scalpel, there was almost no scars on his body. scars.

And because he is really a very restrained person, even after he became the leader of the port mafia, he didn't have any hobbies full of fat. Instead, he deliberately increased the exercise time to maintain his flexible body. The top is covered with a thin layer of muscle, and the delicate texture of porcelain white moves slowly with his movements, just like the water waves gently agitating in the bathtub with the movements, I am used to seeing Fukuzawa who is of the same sex Ji also cleared his throat inexplicably.

"If you change clothes, move faster, dawdle."

Mori Ogai turned his head, revealing half of his face, not as sweet and coquettish as before, but with a meaningful smile, loosened his hand, and the shirt fell off.

Without the cover of the shirt, the two dimples on Mori Ogai's slender waist and slightly raised buttocks were completely exposed in front of Fukuzawa Yukichi, with some inexplicable meaning.

Fukuzawa Yukichi spit secretly, turned around, not wanting to see this guy in a mess.

As if Mori Ogai had had enough, he threw the shirt beside Fukuzawa Yukichi, got up and went to the bedroom to change.

This is not a well-known residence, but a property purchased by the two tacitly together. The house is not big, and the two bedrooms have been opened up to become a single apartment.

Mori Ogai has been in the bedroom, not knowing what he was doing, Fukuzawa Yukichi remembered the reason why he came here, and knocked on the bedroom door.

Mori Ogai answered vaguely, Fukuzawa Yukichi was silent for a moment, opened the door and walked in.

In the next second, a cold arm stretched out from behind and hooked Fukuzawa Yukichi's neck. Because of the height difference, he had to lean back slightly and held the opponent's arm, "Enough, stop making trouble .”

"is it?"

Mori Ogai controlled Fukuzawa Yukichi from behind, put his face close to his ear, and smiled lowly.

The chest vibrated, and Fukuzawa Yukichi's kimono was the only barrier to the contact, which made Fukuzawa Yukichi feel a little uncomfortable.

"Enough, dress well, it's autumn, do you want to catch a cold?"

"Hey, is that right? Yes, it's a little cold, but it's not to the point of catching a cold. Why don't you try it yourself, Your Excellency Fukuzawa?"

Saying that, another free arm passed through Fukuzawa Yukichi's armpit, and the hidden scalpel went down, provoking Fukuzawa Yukichi's neckline, and hooked it lightly.

The scalpel specially customized by the gangster leader is far sharper than a normal scalpel, and it is attached to Fukuzawa Yukichi's chest muscles, giving him the illusion that his chest will be ripped open.

The heart in the chest was beating, and the feeling that had been hidden just now resurfaced, and Fukuzawa Yukichi's honey-colored skin was uncontrollably red this time.

"That's enough, you want to..."

"Yeah, I just want to."

After finishing speaking, Mori Ogai squinted his eyes, stared at the spot covered by white hair, and bit down hard.

The man who obviously had the strength to stretch out his hand was bitten like this, and the thrilling feeling instantly permeated his whole body, and he let out a muffled moan uncontrollably, almost sobbing.

As expected of a former surgeon, Mori Ogai, at this moment, his movements were still not messy, the scalpel in his hand fell to the position of his belt, and he raised the blade gently just like before.

The sudden coldness caused the veteran Silver Wolf to whimper again.

Mori Ogai raised his head, looked at the tooth marks on the back of Fukuzawa Yukichi's neck again, and put his knees together.

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who had already lost most of his ability to resist, was directly pushed against the hollow of his knee, staggered uncontrollably, and put his hands on the bed directly after Mori Ogai let go.

Before he turned around to express his refusal, his right arm was pulled again, and he turned over on the bed, forced to meet Mori Ogai's half-smile face.

Fukuzawa Yukichi, who felt at a loss every time, his eyes wandered wildly, completely unaware of how he should react, and his eyes subconsciously fell on the garter belt on Mori Ogai's calf.

Every time he saw Mori Ogai wearing that thing, he felt an inexplicable lust.

Fukuzawa Yukichi had completely forgotten the reason for coming, he opened his mouth not knowing what to say, and his Adam's apple was held in his mouth again.

As if he was concerned about his identity, Mori Ogai lay on top of him and made a vague voice, "Don't worry, I'll take care of you tomorrow..."

Your Excellency Silver Wolf gave up his resistance.

Day two.

Fukuzawa Yukichi, wearing a new kimono with gauze wrapped around his neck, came to the detective agency with an unhappy expression on his face.

Kunikida Doppo saw him and got up quickly.

"Your Excellency, President! You are here. What happened yesterday..."

"I see, the specific content, I will talk about it when I have a meeting."

Kunikida Doppo looked bewildered, watching the president walk into his office at a faster pace than usual.The silver-white hair was slightly raised because of the gauze, revealing a little red blood scab.

After a while, his eyes fell on Edogawa Ranpo on the side.

Edogawa Ranpo yawned and had no intention of explaining.

Kunikida looked around, no one seemed to notice anything wrong with the president, he pushed his glasses, sat back in his seat puzzled, and continued to process the documents.

The author has something to say: Ang, this is the next content. The two reconciled, but because of their identities, it was impossible for them to be together openly, and then they bought a small house together, and secretly lived their married life.

This is just a side story, I hope everyone is sweet enough XD

提前更新，这是下午六点那章感谢在2020-10-1818:21:00~2020-10-2012:35:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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