I ate at the port Mafia

Dizziness, weakness in limbs.

This is the most intuitive feeling after Zhongya woke up.

I remember he went to the bar to drink last night, and then... go home directly.

Rubbing against the quilt, I don't want to get up and go to work at all.

Wait, why is the touch of the "quilt" a bit strange.

He opened his eyes and saw, what a quilt he was hugging, it was clearly a person's waist!

His clothes were still the shirt and trousers he wore yesterday, so nothing out of the ordinary must have happened last night.

Taking a deep breath to calm himself down, Chuya raised his head nervously.

Along the dark gray pajamas all the way up, the half-exposed collarbone is very delicate, there is an Adam's apple, the other party is a man, ruddy thin lips, high nose bridge, cyan, and dark eyes that are ancient and calm.

Nakahara Chuya pupil earthquake.

"Good morning Chuya, it looks like you slept well last night."

Haruka, who was sitting on the head of the bed, put down the tablet in his hand, and looked at Nakahara Chuya who was still wrapped around his waist with a calm expression.

"Haru, you, this, I..."

It seems that this extreme fright made Nakaya unable to express himself fluently for a short time.

"That's what you saw, we slept together last night."

Yao originally wanted to escape, but was completely suppressed by gravity.

"It's a complete disaster when you're drunk, not to mention the rough actions, and always say some low-level and obscene words."

Roughly pulling Haruka to show off his moving singing voice, he seized the opportunity to insult Dazai whenever he could.

"Even if I fell asleep, I was very restless. If I hadn't blocked it with my ability, I would probably have died on the bed on the spot."

Zhong, who was sleeping extremely badly, completely used his waist as a pillow, but how could a human's waist be folded like a pillow!

Sleeping together, rough action, sleazy and nasty, x in bed...

The combination of these words fused into a very bad picture in Zhongye's head in Zhongyuan.

However, he didn't take off his clothes!How could it be possible to do that to Haruka.

Having discovered his blind spot, he suddenly raised his head and stared at Haruka.

"No, it was impossible last night."

Finally realized that Nakahara Chuya's train in his head was going in the wrong direction, and went straight to the adult side.

Haruka: "...I almost forgot that Zhongya has reached the age of needing a bed partner."

Zhong Ye suddenly raised his voice: "What! I, I didn't!"

"Don't worry, Zhongya didn't do anything other than singing, drinking milk and scolding Dazai last night."

Even if there was, Yao didn't want to say it at this time.

Before he could figure out what the other party was really thinking, Haruka decided to hide the fact that Nakahara Chuya forced him to look at him affectionately last night.

It's fine to sing and scold Dazai, but what's the matter with drinking milk!

When Jaejoong was trying to remember last night, he subconsciously tightened his arms.

Generally speaking, when people are in a state of extreme tension or embarrassment, they will seek comfort from the things around them, and Zhong Yuanzhong also chooses the waist of someone he still holds in his arms.

Of course, he discovered something was wrong the moment the skin-to-skin contact took place.

He quickly withdrew his hands, corrected his posture and knelt down on Yao's bed with a flushed face.

"That, I'm so sorry!"

The heavy object on the waist left voluntarily, and Kiyose Haruka moved and retracted into the quilt to lie down on the extremely sore waist, sighing.

"Saved~"

"If Chuya feels sorry, just help me clean up the house."

After he was thrown down by Zhong Ye last night, he immediately fell face down on the ground, not to mention bleeding a lot. In order to save himself from the drunk, the house was in a mess.

Without the consent of the other party, Haruka can't use the power to stun the other party.

To sum it up, last night's Haruka wandered around the edge of hell.

After all, drunks don't know what restraint is. They don't believe that there is no alcohol in Haruka's house, so they just dragged Haruka in their arms, and then found Yumeno's children's milk and dragged Haruka to a toast. Finally, they calmed down. They pressed him on the sofa and looked at each other "affectionately".

Haruka, who had never experienced this kind of stimulation before, had a brain crash on the spot.

I heard that people are more likely to confide in their hearts when they are drunk, and they will act entirely on instinct after their rationality leaves, but Chuya at that time did not seem to be completely irrational.

Thinking of this, Haruka looked inquisitively at Nakahara Chuya, who was still stunned on the bed.

Feelings like illusory feelings, as a rationalist at the port of Mafia, Haruka felt that it was necessary to study them thoroughly before considering the next step.

Zhong Ye, who was still not quite awake, was startled by Yao's staring like a searchlight, and his hands and feet shrank back unnaturally.

"Clean up the room? Just, just leave it to me."

I always feel that judging from Haruka's reaction, other terrible things should have happened last night...

hateful!Why do you forget everything when you wake up?He won't say all those things in his heart!

He quickly got out of bed, and after looking back to see the room that looked like a typhoon had passed through, Zhongyuan Zhongya once again lived in a daze.

This, this is all done by him?

Why is there blood on the ground! ?

"It was my blood. At that time, my nose hit the ground straight. Before I could clean it up, I was dragged by Zhong Ye to find wine."

Haruka, who wrapped herself in a quilt like a silkworm baby, said full of resentment.

It was only then that Nakahara Chuya remembered the bruise on Haruka's nose, and turned his head cautiously: "Is your nose okay?"

"It's nothing serious except it hurts."

"...Feel sorry."

"Chuya's alcohol is very bad, please learn to restrain this, otherwise you will be hated."

Chuya Nakahara: Will I be hated?Therefore, what he did last night was really hated by Haruka.

Mood instantly bad.

Haruka who was keenly aware of the change in Chuya's mood said, "In my case, it's not to the point of disliking me. Since we're friends, it's only troublesome if I don't have a good drink. It won't rise to the level of dislike."

Nakahara Chuya: Yes, he and Haruka are just friends.

The mood continued to be low.

remote:? ? ?

Suddenly, I don't understand you very well.

"By the way, after a night of spring dinner, what's the matter with the newlywed wife complaining about her husband's poor skills?"

Too lazy to study the current mystery like Chuya, Haruka re-examined the current atmosphere that was eerily pink and bubbly.

A full night of uproarious, exhausted couples, a messy room, and complaints about another client's rough behavior.

But why did he automatically bring in the role of "wife"?

Holding his chin, Yao fell into deep thought, completely oblivious to the change in the face of Zhongyuan Zhong on the other side, which was also turning red and then pale.

When he came back to his senses, there was no trace of Chuya Zhongyuan in the room, only the sounds of sorting furniture came from outside the house.

Haruka who turned on the research mode: Feelings are really easy to confuse people, especially for young people, it is really difficult to figure out whether it is the appreciation between friends or the desire for further development.

Let's observe for a while.

After setting the alarm clock on the mobile phone, Yao Nest stretched his limbs on the bed and fell asleep.

I didn't sleep well all night, and it's rare to get a two-day long vacation from Mr. Mori under the excuse of "accidentally injured by a drunk Chuya". Of course, I must make good use of it.

At this moment, Zhong Ye, who has mixed feelings in his heart but has nowhere to say it, is holding a mop and carefully cleaning up the half-dried milk stains that have been spilled all over the floor in the living room.

The more I want to remember what happened last night, the more blank my mind becomes.

But judging from Yao's reaction just now, at least he didn't do anything too outrageous, right?

No, no, with Yao's character, even if he did that, Haruka would only analyze the situation calmly based on the current situation.

Calm analysis...Speaking of which, just now Haruka did stare at him as if studying something.

After all, Nakahara Chu is just used to breaking his wits with strength. In terms of resourcefulness, although he is not as good as Dazai Osamu and Kiyose Haruka, but from the point of view that Mori Ogai will let him carry out overseas missions alone, he can at least be called a cadre post.

Just like now, when force can't do anything, he started to think.

Then the result of thinking is that he, Nakahara Chuya, must have done something extraordinary last night, which triggered Haruka's desire to explore!

"what--"

Throwing away the mop, Chuya covered his face and fell onto the sofa.

It turned out that when he was drunk, besides beating up Dazai, he would act according to his instincts with far more courage than when he was sober!

Coincidentally, he is sitting on the sofa where he pressed Yao and looked at him affectionately last night.

For a moment in the familiar place and touch, Zhongyuan seemed to have grasped some important clues.

"In the early hours of this morning, he and Haruka had some kind of intimate contact on this sofa"

Surprised by the astringent picture in his brain, Zhongye's brain went blank again.

It wasn't until the doorbell rang suddenly that he was brought back to reality.

Before he got up to open the door, as soon as the door opened and closed, Haruka had already walked in with their lunch.

"Haru? When did you go downstairs?"

"I was so hungry, so I ordered takeaway. Anyway, I couldn't sleep, so I went downstairs and waited in advance. Zhong also has been distracted, so I don't know."

Haruka's explanation was a bit confusing because he hadn't woken up yet.

Putting the lunch on the coffee table, he yawned and removed the outer packaging one by one. Following Haruka's movements, the smell of food began to radiate.

The result of combining brunch and lunch into one is that from the moment the food is served, Yao has nothing but rice in his eyes.

Holding the meal that Haruka gave him with his remaining rationality, Chuya Nakahara's gaze involuntarily fell on Haruka who was enjoying the food wholeheartedly.

Although they often ate together before, no matter what the previous dinner appointments were, they did not impress him deeply this time, which made him feel that the distance with Yao could be so close like never before.

Haruka, who was concentrating on eating beside her, squinted her eyes halfway, her cheeks agitated slightly due to the movement of chewing, and her soft, untouched black hair swayed gently with the master's movements.

Under Yao's influence, Zhong Ye's restless heart gradually calmed down.

He really, really likes...

"Stop!"

After eating half full, Yao turned her head and looked directly at Zhongya, "Chuya, your expression of emotion is too direct."

Chuya: ...

"Like can also be divided into many types. Does Chuya really know what kind of like it is? Even if it is a like that exceeds friendship, it is too rash. At least I have to wait until I figure out what I think."

"For genuine and sincere outpourings of emotion, the response has to be genuine as well."

"So feelings are too complicated. Before I research thoroughly, Chuya, please wait for a while."

The author has something to say:

Chuya: ...At least I got the number one card of love.

Come, come, everyone sing with me: wowwow, yeah~ Puppy love is not allowed~

感谢在2020-11-0814:59:17~2020-11-0915:01:16期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels who threw mines: 1 little one;

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