On the Possibility of Being with the Chief Jae HE

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Package, support?When did he say he was going to—

- follow me.

Nakahara Chuya suddenly thought of what he had said, and then belatedly noticed that there was ambiguity in his statement.The boy in front of him obviously misunderstood.

But overall it's not a big problem.

Zhongyuan Zhong also casually raised his eyelids, looking at the blond kid in front of him as if he felt offended, his pair of blue eyes were unyielding and stubborn, and the beautiful sphere reflected a faint light.

Clear and translucent.

At the age of 18, making such a pretentiously fierce expression, trying to let the other party know that he has offended him, it is a cute foul.

18 is indeed a lovely age.

"You're right," Zhongyuan Zhongye said with a faint smile on his long Danfeng eyes, he didn't really mean to explain, but was aroused by the young man's vile feign and nodded suddenly. "Since it's nurturing, I have to do something to show it."

"Did I say I need you to take care of me?" Claremont gritted his teeth in shock when Zhongyuan Zhongya snapped open his skirt and inserted the black card into his clothes before he snorted coldly. "you!"

"Of course I can."

Zhong Yuanzhong also curled the corners of his lips on purpose, with a faint smile in his tone, and he spoke in a discussing tone.But for a long time, he has been in a high position in the interior of Hong Kong gangsters, and the tone of the discussion is three points domineering.

"You can't protect yourself if you are being targeted by others. At least you won't be molested by a group of young people if you stay by my side. We should all get what we want."

"........."

Zhong Yuanzhong also laughed to himself, as if his nerves were tense so badly that he would deliberately misunderstand him, his tone was a little lower, and his slightly hoarse voice was hoarse and charming, with a bit of teasing.

"Speaking of which, it's better to be my lover than to be molested by a group of young men. I'm rich and a member of Hong Kong gangsters."

"..." Mr. Claremont: This high-level Hong Kong and black official, why do you seem to be recommending yourself?

Zhongyuanzhong also witnessed Claremont's angry and doubtful appearance and laughed dumbfoundedly. When he noticed the smile on his lips and the rare happy mood, Zhongyuanzhong calmly restrained the smile on the corners of his lips and slowly got up. Ice blue eyes glanced at the sky.

Thanks to the strange egg and the foreigner, he has no intention of drinking due to this delay, ah, why don't he go back to sleep.

Zhong Yuanzhong also decided in this way, and the unique voice of a young man suddenly sounded from behind, carrying the master's hidden rebellious side and the good mood of trying to win back the city.

"You are broken in love."

Zhong Yuan Zhong also turned around and turned his head to look calmly and suspiciously at the young boy who stood up slowly.He has a pretty face, and his blue eyes seem to be shining when he is a little smug.

"Because it's hard to be dumped, so you randomly pick up someone on the side of the road? This mafia."

What a joke, he and that person are not at all—

After realizing who he was thinking about, Zhongyuan Zhong also paused for a funny look, turned his head solemnly and calmly.

"The first rule of nurturing, don't explore things you shouldn't know."

Zhong Yuanzhong neither admitted nor denied that he has never been interested in talking about his personal affairs with others.Turning his back to Claremont, he finished speaking in a calm tone, and then drove to the villa he bought in the early years, but did not return to the Nanyuan villa where he and the noble chief acquiesced as "home".

For no reason, he did what he wanted.

Zhong Yuanzhong also hung his suit jacket on the hanger in the entrance, and paused when he saw himself in the mirror.The villa is arranged for regular cleaning, so the mirror that has been wiped spotless perfectly reflects the current situation of the owner:

The slightly curly orange hair is fluffy and inward, lining a porcelain white and smooth face, with long and narrow ice blue pupils indifferent and rigid, the bridge of the nose is high, and the corners of the lips are tightly pursed.

The cuffs of a burgundy shirt on his body were rolled up, which vaguely revealed the laziness he would only have when he returned home.

Zhongyuan Zhong also almost forgot how he was at the beginning, how enthusiastic and active he was working in the Hong Kong gangsters. The arrogant, brilliant, and arrogance that could melt the city seemed to gradually fade after Osamu Dazai became the leader.

Who has changed.

Maybe nothing has changed.

It's just that they grew up, accepted their burdens, and then had a little more unreasonable desire in it to make the relationship between him and Osamu Dazai even more complicated... Even so, he still had to get along with the bastard as if nothing had happened.Over time, it has become a complex race.

That's why when I saw the blond boy today, I blurted out teasing words.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stretched out his hand to touch himself in the mirror, stopped halfway, and finally combed his hair helplessly.

"Sure enough, I'm still too idle, and I still have the heart to think about these things." Zhongyuan Zhong also grumbled, his icy blue eyes glanced at the clock hanging in the villa. "It's already 10 o'clock."

There is a meeting at six o'clock in the morning, and then there is a series of work.He really didn't have the extra time to think about what he had and what he didn't have.

Zhong Yuanzhong also straightened his expression, put aside his messy thoughts, and stepped on his slippers to enter the bathroom.Waiting for the warm liquid to soothe the tender skin little by little, the exhaustion from a busy day slowly climbed up.

Rang Zhong also slowly closed his eyes, allowing himself to be swallowed by the approaching darkness.

The egg that was casually put into the pocket of the suit at the entrance, slowly exuded a white light.

*****

the other side--

The venue that had just experienced a catastrophe was full of corpses, and the dirty blood was coagulated together, exuding a stench.

Osamu Dazai stood aside and calmly adjusted his black suit. A subordinate came over with a box wrapped in coral fleece.

"Boss, this jewelry..."

Dazai Osamu glanced at the only one-sided kite eye that was exposed, and recognized the blue diamond ring that Chuya bought: "I lost it."

"what?"

"This kind of gem is meaningless if it is not given to the person who wants to give it." Osamu Dazai stretched lazily, not at all like a leader should be. "You can throw the gem to someone else, ah, it's ten o'clock, and the notification is also..."

Dazai's words came to an abrupt end.

"Master Chief?"

Osamu Dazai turned around, and none of the dark suits were opened in a regular manner. With the movement of turning around, he raised a sharp arc, and said in the most indifferent tone to the doubts of his subordinates.

"Let Dunjun clear the field and send me back to Nanyuan... No, Qianshui Xianglan."