Miss Port Mafia Online Green Slaughter

*****

Nakahara also glanced at the ancient clock hanging in the bar, it showed 16:00, the vacation Mr. Mori gave him was coming to an end, he didn't want to waste time with the traitor Dazai Osamu.

What's more, what should be said now has been said, and there is no need to waste time.

Nakahara was also about to leave, Osamu Dazai, who had been stunned for a while, strode up to him.This was a slightly overstepping gesture, and he subconsciously wanted to take a step back to create a distance, but changed his mind after hearing Dazai Osamu's words.

"Chuya is really too much. You tell me this deliberately, you want me to get angry and then lock Zhongya in a small dark room, with gloves on both hands to make you beg for mercy."

What I said is to make you angry, you should really see how frightening your current iris color is with black dim light.

"Ah." Zhongyuan Zhong also smiled lowly, putting one hand into his suit pants. "So I should let you pinch my waist and play with it. You left a mark, let you go in without lubrication, and then I begged you in a trembling voice with a crying voice, tell me the Dirtyremarks you want to hear, and admit that it is your dog ."

Nakahara Chuya and Osamu Dazai were very close, and they spoke in a low and hoarse voice, hoarse and a little ambiguous, like whispering in the ear when they are emotional.However, there is no love story that makes people feel more thirsty than the detailed description of their sexual intercourse between former unspeakable friends.

"........."

Osamu Dazai's Adam's apple rolled, thinking of Chuya who was in love when they were each other's bedmates, his usually sharp eyes were filled with water, and the ends of the eyes were stained a little red, lustful and lustful.

but now……

Osamu Dazai glanced at Nakahara Chuya again. The boy in his youth was like a flame, bright and enthusiastic, but now Chuya has receded from his childishness and opened up. His eyes are narrow and sharp.

No matter how many years have passed, every period in Chuya is so beautiful that it makes people's eyes shine.

Osamu Dazai's heart twitched, and he felt some surging emotions welling up.He was a little overwhelmed by the unfamiliar emotions, but he heard Zhongya's lazy voice in his ears.

"Don't be stupid, you are not such a kind person at all."

Osamu Dazai blinked his eyes in confusion, because he was thinking about another matter and he didn't connect to Chuya's train of thought.

"You will only trample on me even worse. It's not like you haven't done it all day." Zhong Yuan Zhong also smiled indifferently, his beautiful ice blue eyes were cold and distant. "Mr. Dazai."

Ah, that's what Chuya said.Dazai remembered:

While he and Oda Tsukuru and Ango got closer, they alienated Chuya.He no longer remembers why he was alienated from Zhongya, but now looking back on the past, he just finds it a bit inconceivable: Although he was not as good at hiding his emotions as he is now when he was a teenager, he would never hide himself when he talked to his little partner Bad dirty character.

However, why did they alienate Chuya in the first place?

Osamu Dazai thought about it in confusion, he couldn't think of it and didn't bother to spend time thinking about the past related to Chuya.Anyway, during that time he got close to Odasaku and Ango, and Chuya also got close to others, with an intimate manner.He felt that his dog had been taken away by someone else, and he gave him a rough beating.

Neither of them went to Hong Kong the next day.

Osamu Dazai didn't understand why he remembered such a long time ago so clearly.He could even clearly remember how Zhong Ye was trembling in his arms, the corners of his eyes were stained with a charming light red, and even at the end of the game, his lower abdomen was slightly bulging.

It's really strange to think about it now, he shouldn't remember such boring things.

Osamu Dazai smiled in bewilderment, and combed his jet-black slightly curly hair a little irritably and confusedly. "Does Zhong Ye remember it so clearly? It should be said that the little dwarf's mind is full of beautiful things?"

"No, I just saw that I remembered some of the past." Nakahara Chuya smiled politely: "It's all insignificant past. Since it is the past, it should be forgotten."

- Nong Lan found a new home before she got tired of playing, and it is already good to play her own role.Do you expect a man to stick to one end?

- Osamu Dazai approached you to get a message from his beloved.

Zhong Yuanzhong also clenched his hand in the pocket of his suit trousers, and then loosened it in vain, why did he think of these insignificant words again.

This will not work.

Osamu Dazai raised his brows in disbelief when he heard Chuya's words, his iris-colored peach blossom eyes were not bright, and he was about to grab Nakahara Chuya's arm. "What nonsense are you talking about? Let him pass what is supposed to pass? Don't make me laugh, that's not something a slug can decide!"

It's just that Zhongyuan Zhongye dodged away before he touched the hand that was wrapped in the plain white bandage.

"I didn't say that." Zhong Yuanzhong also took a step back indifferently, his brows and eyes showed impatience. "I don't need Dazai-san to remove the ability now."

Nothing is needed anymore.Chuya, do you want to go back and do something to Hong Jiaodong?Don't forget whose dog you are!

Osamu Dazai wanted to say this, but instinctively shut him up.He could only blankly maintain the posture of stretching his hands in mid-air, his iris-colored pupils were pitch-black, evoking a deceptively gentle smile. "What does Chuya mean by saying that? Are you going to give up the master? You can't."

"Does Mr. Dazai think that I will defend myself like a jade for a traitor?" Nakahara Nakaya's icy blue eyes flashed sarcasm, maintaining a gentlemanly manner on the surface. "Besides, it has nothing to do with Mr. Dazai who I want to be with."

Ah, those beautiful irises are all black, so dark that even he can't get in.

What's wrong, are you angry?How do you feel that Osamu Dazai could hold his breath before he left Ganghei? Didn't he like to laugh at him and sarcastically?I was so angry... But I really lived more and more.

Well.According to Osamu Dazai's style, the next step is to grab his hand and take him to the hotel to hold him down for a day and a night.Where can he get what he wants.

"Mr. Dazai seems very angry? Ah, did I read it wrong?" Nakahara Chuya thought calmly, and suddenly laughed. "If you are concerned about your ex's unspeakable friend, you seem to care too much."

care?angry?How is it possible - you are a stupid, stupid and short dark dwarf!

Osamu Dazai's bursting anger was about to overflow, but he was abruptly blocked by Nakahara Nakahara's insipid words, which made his chest extremely tight. Dazai didn't know why he was depressed, but he didn't want to. Admit to the little guy that he cares.

"So." Nakahara Chuya tilted his head and looked at Dazai. "Mr. Dazai is jealous of Toro. Do you like me?"

Osamu Dazai's heart skipped a beat. At this moment, he couldn't care less about whether he was bored or not. The two words of jealousy and liking were simply too terrifying, which made him retort instinctively. His expression was as exaggerated as he wanted, and his voice was raised accordingly: "How is it possible! The little slug is so self-indulgent, super narcissistic!!!"

...But he doesn't know that when human beings lie when they are caught off guard: turn up the volume, immediately deny and quickly counterattack to suppress the other party, he takes up all these instincts.

Osamu Dazai didn't even realize that he had told a low-level lie, and he was still relieved. The tragedy is that the other person didn't realize this, and under Dazai Osamu's faint denial, he quickly opened his mouth not to be outdone .

"It's not good."

Zhong Yuanzhong also waved his hand, his face also heaved a sigh of relief, evoking a smile with a sincere joy.

"Then since it's not like, nor jealousy, it's unreasonable for Mr. Dazai to play the game of black house play and small handcuffs, right?"

wrong.

Osamu Dazai's calmed down mood instantly tightened, and he subconsciously wanted to refute, but after being analyzed layer by layer by the indifferent and rational Nakaya, he was so contradictory that he couldn't think of a reason: why did he do this.

So possessive of a puppy...is he the one who's sick?

Nakahara also saw Osamu Dazai stunned for a rare occasion, and his blank expression was surprisingly cute.Like a child who knows nothing about the world, innocent and helpless.

Illusion, it's Osamu Dazai.

Nakahara Chu also made fun of himself for thinking too much, turned around and walked towards the door, and Dazai Osamu's distraught voice came from behind him not long after.

"But, doesn't Zhong also like me?"

That cautious and aggrieved tone was as pitiful as it could be.If I had to describe it, it would probably be the pitiful appearance of a dog with its ears hanging down.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stopped in his tracks, without turning his head, his long windbreaker quietly fell on his slender shoulders.Suddenly, it rained heavily, covering up the chaotic footsteps outside the door.

But Zhongye's voice was unusually clear and indifferent.

"Ah, I don't like it anymore. Sorry, I'm not a man who loves you."

Osamu Dazai watched helplessly as Chuya Nakahara finished his sentence indifferently, then walked into the rain curtain wearing a long black trench coat, and gradually drifted away.

He wanted to follow his own heart to catch Chuya, and he dragged Chuya to the hotel and demanded it harshly, so that Chuya's mouth that spit out sharp words could no longer say anything that annoyed him. crying.

but……

- Mr. Dazai, you are not jealous, are you?Are you jealous?

- I think so too.Therefore, Mr. Dazai should have no reason to drag me to a small black room and imprison me, and then play in handcuffs.

Osamu Dazai hung down his long eyelashes in confusion to block his iris-colored pupils.

Sure enough, the strange one was himself.

*****

The first thing Nakahara Chuya did when he got in the car was to check himself. Although he didn't let Osamu Dazai touch him, with his ability, he could always remove bugs, trackers, etc. without anyone noticing. Things are placed on him.

After confirming that there were no such things, Zhong Yuanzhong also heaved a sigh of relief, drove back to the villa, took out his card and swiped the access control, and when he entered the villa, it was still very quiet, neither Hong Jiaodong nor Jiu Lanshu appeared in the living room inside.

Probably still resting.

Zhong Yuanzhong thought the same way, hung the slim long windbreaker on the hanger by the door, and pulled out the black leather gloves he was wearing one by one through the gaps between his fingers, and then slowly took them off and hung them on the hanger. On the hanger, after changing the indoor slippers, he slowly walked into the living room.

- "Chuya, I feel bad."

Zhong Yuanzhong also brushed the orange hair on his ears and temples, recalling the scorched and uncomfortable murmuring voice on the phone, the voice was still full of youthful coolness, but there was a hint of longing because of the hoarseness and impatience.

It's hard to imagine such a voice from a boy who is usually calm and desolate.It's kind of pitiful, but also kind of cute. What's the point of poking at his cuteness?

The culprit, Zhong Yuanzhong, also touched the tip of his nose, gave up his malicious thoughts and went upstairs, ignoring Jiu Lanshu's room and directly knocked on the scorched door.

- "Button."

Zhong Yuan also knocked twice politely and stopped, and there was a slight noise in the room, getting closer and closer to the door where he was.

- "Crack."

The door was opened, and before Zhongyuan Zhong could ask about Hong Jiaodong's situation, Hong Jiaodong suddenly fell over to him, and Zhongyuan Zhong also subconsciously reached out to pick it up, and was hugged by Hong Jiaodong.

The boy he touched was scorching hot during the enduring process, even through a layer of home clothes, he could feel the hot body temperature under the thin clothes.

However, why does this dress look familiar?

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked suspiciously, and found... Well, this is his favorite sweater when he was 15 years old.This made him feel a little subtle: actually wearing his clothes after being hit by a power?

No matter how you look at it, it feels weird.

Hong Jiaodong, who was hugged by Zhong Ye, was burning all over his body. Perhaps it was because of the short distance when Zhong Ye got into the car, he was soaked in the rain, and his whole body was soaked in cold, which made him feel very comfortable. Passed through Zhongye's armpit and clasped Zhongye's waist, pulling him into his arms even harder.

The two had no choice but to stick skin to skin because of Hong's move.So much so that Zhong also quickly noticed the hard thing hitting his belly.

"…………"

This is probably self-inflicted, Zhongyuan Zhong also gave up pinching the bridge of his nose, and he can probably guess which of the seven deadly sins the cute and cute little guy has committed.

"Boom," Zhong Yuanzhong also patted him. "I have supernatural powers, it will be more comfortable for you to let me go."

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't say it was okay, but when he said it, he meant to leave, so Hong Jiaodong tightened his arms around Zhongye's waist, his red and white hair hung down in aggrieved way, and Zai Zhongye Neck rubbing. "Don't let it go."

What a child, why are you acting coquettish.

"Yes, don't let it go." Zhong Yuanzhong also smiled and rubbed the little guy who was acting coquettishly on his neck, "You have to let me into your room, boom."

Hong Jiaodong raised his head, his quiet and quiet eyes were controlled by the ability, and it was difficult to focus. The small and round face was still childish, and it was flushed pink at the moment, looking pitiful and cute.

He carefully identified Zhongya for a few seconds, and before Zhongya tried to coax him to let go again, he felt the two hands tightly hugging him loosen. Lowered down, and immediately picked him up horizontally.

"?????"

I thought you were a naturally stupid little milk dog, but I didn't expect you to be a wolf dog in the skin of a little milk dog? ? ?

*****

Hong Jiaodong picked up Zhongyuan Zhongyuan horizontally, closed the door with his legs crossed, and walked towards his slightly messy bed step by step, and gently placed him on the soft bedding.

"……boom,"

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that Hong's two hands holding him were loosened. He tried to support himself with his hands on the soft bedding, but was pushed back on the bed by the force of Hong's whole body.

"........."

Zhongyuan Zhong also stretched out his hand to pinch the bridge of his nose again with a headache, and this time his temple also throbbed with pain.Without the slightest awareness, Hong Jiaodong rubbed his furry head against Zhongye's neck.Clumsily rubbing the thinly muscled thighs with uncomfortable places.

The flushed face was at a loss, and even the cold and different eyes were pitifully gleaming with water, obviously courting love, that terribly wronged expression really made Zhong couldn't help it.

What's more, the person who did the evil was himself...

Hong Jiaodong was young and had never had this kind of experience, so he would just dawdle foolishly, and instead made himself feel even more uncomfortable, Hong Jiao raised his eyes aggrievedly, and kissed the corners of Zhongye's brows and eyes.He yelled Chuya's name over and over again in a low, confused and depressing voice.

"Zhongye..."

"Zhongye, Zhongye, I feel bad... woo."

Zhongyuan Zhong also gave up and let out a soft sigh. Originally, he had stopped struggling and let Hongda dawdle on him, but the little guy was still too small after all, and made himself even more sad.Hearing the innocent and wronged voice next to his ear, it almost made his heart tighten.

"Okay, okay, don't cry, Hong is the best, huh?"

Hong who was crying without knowing the point is really cute, and it's too distressing.Zhong Yuanzhong also slept peacefully on the scorched soft bed, letting his orange hair fall on the white sheets.Zhong also stretched out his hand and gently rubbed Hong Jiaodong's hair, sat up with a sigh and hugged Hong Jiaodong into his arms.

He gently comforted the overwhelmed Hong Jiaodong with his hands, and his voice was gentle, like an elder dealing with an adolescent child.

"It's okay, boom, this is not your problem. It can be regarded as teaching you some knowledge in advance, and I will help you."

………………

After successfully using his hands to let Hong Jiaodong vent several times, Zhong Yuanzhong also took out a tissue to wipe off the things on his fingers, and then threw the tissue into the trash can.Somewhat unnaturally, he stood up and looked at the little guy who wrapped himself tightly in the quilt.

Ahh, the first thing you do when you wake up is escape from reality.

What a cute foul.

Zhongyuan Zhongye himself coughed a little uncomfortably, and got up from the scorched bed, "It's getting late, I'm leaving first."

It doesn't matter, these will be encountered in your adolescence, I just teach you in advance.

Zhongyuan Zhong also swallowed the words that came to his lips. For some reason, he always felt a little ruthless when he said it. Maybe it was a bit too cruel for Hong.

The child is pure and innocent, if it wasn’t because he forgot that he had acquired the ability of the Seven Deadly Sins, he went to find the person with the ability and was disgusted by Dazai, and when he went to the bar, he deliberately disgusted Dazai and didn’t ask him to remove the ability... Perhaps the scene just now will not happen now.

After all, it is a causal cycle.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that the most innocent person during the period was Hong Jiaodong, so he should treat Hong Jiaodong specially.Zhong also thought very clearly, and didn't think he had done anything wrong by taking advantage of the trend, but it was a bit awkward for him to stay in the musky room at this moment. He got up and wanted to leave, but was pulled by a small hand. Live in a corner.

"Zhongye."

Nakahara Nakaya looked over with ice-blue eyes, the boy who wrapped himself in the blanket secretly revealed half of his face, his different-colored pupils were a little shy, but his fingers were unusually firmly grasping his shirt .

"You're angry?"

"No." Zhongyuan Zhong also let Hong Jiaodong pull, although some uncontrollable situations happened just now, his tone was still gentle. "I'm a little hungry, I'm going to cook."

"..." Hong Jiaodong didn't get angry when he heard that, and showed his little face hidden under the quilt, "I'm hungry too, and I want to eat the rice cooked by Zhongye."

The ability of the seven deadly sins seems to have unlocked a new side of Hongjiao?Or did he have some kind of illusion... Hong seemed to be acting like a baby to him with a flat and calm voice?

Tsk, didn't you say that he can't stand this kind of casual coquettish tone the most?What to do, there is really nothing to do with him.

"Yes." Nakahara Chuya said. "Take some rest first."

"Ah."

Zhong Yuanzhong also saw that Hong Jiaodong got the answer he wanted, and he withdrew his hand holding the corner of his clothes and hid it under the quilt contentedly. He closed his eyes obediently, with a cute and cute look, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

Very nice.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt so emotional in his heart, walked out of the scorched and frozen room lightly, closed the door gently and walked to the kitchen.Open the refrigerator, take out the ingredients, wash them, and pin the hair that is hanging around the ears to the back of the ears with your fingers.

As he was cutting the vegetables, a big hand stretched out from behind without anyone noticing, which startled Zhongyuan Zhong too. The knife in his hand cut directly into his hand without any seriousness, and the bright red blood rolled down drop by drop.like red beads.

"Chu is really careless."

A gentle voice belonging to Jiu Lanshu came out from behind Zhongye, and he grabbed Zhongye's cut hand with one hand, wrapped his wet and slightly hot tongue around the cold finger to lick the wound, Zhongyuan frowned slightly and withdrew his hand , wiped with a towel.

"Hey, I don't mean to entertain you with my own blood."

Jiu Lanshu buried her head on Zhongye Zhongye's shoulder, "Zhongye is really eccentric. He responded to Hong Jiaodong's needs and solved his physical problems. Why is he so indifferent to me?"

"I don't have that much patience for a guy who has a lover and mistakenly thinks that others are lovers." Zhong Yuanzhong also stared at his finger that had been licked by Jiu Lanshu and recovered. "Get out, I'm going to cook."

"Zhong also recovered his memory. Congratulations."

There was no element of surprise in Jiu Lanshu's voice, Zhongyuan Zhong also sneered and unexpectedly kicked Jiu Lanshu's leg, causing the unprepared Jiu Lanshu to land on one knee.Zhong Yuanzhong also stepped on Jiu Lanshu's knee with his slipper-wearing feet, secretly exerting force. "Ha, really. I didn't bother to argue with you."

Kneeling on one knee, the back is still straight, the vampire king is not in the slightest embarrassment, and gracefully and calmly allows Zhong Ye to step on him, "I don't understand what Chuya means. Chuya, you want me to propose marriage ?”

The appearance is similar to a marriage proposal, but the ice blue pupils are not half charming.

"Jiu Lanshu, do you really think that I don't know that you are plotting against me? Just pretend to be a fart, I'm not in a good mood right now, get out as soon as possible."

The smile on Jiu Lanshu's lips became a little more sincere: ah, it was discovered by Zhong Ye.He thought Chuya would be suspicious of D first.

*****

Osamu Dazai also bit the corner of a certain square pocket in his dream, wearing the same clothes he was injured when he was 18 years old.He was wearing his white shirt, because he was a little taller than him, the sleeves were a bit long, and the sleeves were loosely rolled up in the quilt, revealing his white and petite palms, slowly crawling over, with raised brows The corners of his eyes are domineering and arrogant.

Nakahara Nakaya's tender red tongue sticks out a sharp corner like a letter, "Hey, Dazai, I want it. Do it?"

No one can stand Chuya's explicit seduction.

Osamu Dazai himself was no exception, especially how wonderful he had already enjoyed the taste of Chuya, how could he hold it at this moment.So he dropped the book in his hand and threw himself forward——

just woke up.

Osamu Dazai opened his eyes in a daze, and could only see his own white and messy sheets. Where was the immature chuya who was both lustful and lustful seducing him?

wrong,

Or something else.

Osamu Dazai frowned and stared at his wet spot, combing his curly black hair irritably.

What the hell, it's not puberty anymore.Why do you dream of chuya when you dream of that?What a joke!Although he admits that chuya tastes delicious and looks beautiful, it doesn't mean that he will be the object of dreams like a teenager!

And it's not a beautiful young lady, but Chuya, who has a bad temper and is hard to coax, he must be sick!

The author has something to say: Thank you Muyu and Dazai's chuya for mine, refill