Self-cultivation of fake wine

When Herbal Salt brought Zhongya back to the original world, it was just in time for the New Year.

"I want a New Year's gift." Nakaya spread his hands, his eyes were fierce, "height-enhancing medicine!"

Herb Salt looked melancholy: "Zhongye..."

"There's nothing to say about this!" The filthy traces climbed onto Zhongye's cheeks, and Mao Mao's eyes became more fierce, "Do you want to fight!"

The herbal salt helped her forehead helplessly: "Okay, how much per meter do you want?"

"Two meters!" The filthy traces slowly faded away, and Zhong also expressed his delusion without hesitation!

"……you sure?"

Chuya calmed down a bit: "Then... 1.9 meters?"

The black-haired man was expressionless: "Are you sure?"

Chuya instinctively felt that the current atmosphere was not good.

He just wanted to change his mind and compromise to 1.8 meters five, when he suddenly thought of the "self" who got the height-enhancing medicine in another world, and the brain hole of "overbearing Mafia cadres and small police officers herbal salt", and immediately didn't want to change it!

"I'm sure! It's 1.9 meters! It's 1.9 meters now!"

Others can also be 1.9 meters, and he wants it too!

But he didn't want to wait a year!

Use magic to turn him into 1.9 meters!Cats want to breathe high air too!

"Ok."

"Why, don't you love me when I become 1.9 meters!" Maomao tried to be more confident, "Are you actually the kind of superficial man who only cares about appearance!"

Herb Salt sighed: "I see, just use magic directly?"

Praise the magic!

Feeling the feeling of stretching, Mao Mao is extremely happy inside!

Vision is getting higher...higher!

Chuya watched helplessly as his eyes gradually changed from looking up at the man to...

Look down on him!

God, I can look down on this dog man one day! ! !

The big cat jumped on the man happily!

Herb Salt enjoyed the big wife's loving hug with a blank face, and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

"We can say it's a side effect of space-time disorder." The dog man hugged his wife's slender waist - even if it became 1.9 meters, Chuya's figure is still very slender.

Of course, the clothes are also scaled up in proportion, so it fits just right.

"Perfect!" Zhong also breathed the high air excitedly.

"Are you going to fight Dazai at the Armed Detective Agency?"

"Go!"

Show off your 1.9-meter height to that bastard Dazai!

Beat back all the ridicule that bastard made about his height in the first half of his life!

Herbal Salt helplessly acted as a driver for his cat, and reminded the other party by the way...

"Be careful with the car door..."

"Boom!"

Ah, hit.

"This is something I couldn't understand when I was short!" Zhong Ye, who hadn't adapted to his new height, happily put on the passenger seat belt while clutching his forehead.

"When you get used to your new height, you won't hit the car door."

"Mmmmmmm!"

——Don't ask, asking is excitement, happiness, and Chinese New Year!

When he stepped out of the car with his long legs, Nakaya saw the laziness in the whirlpool cafe at a glance——

"Osamu Dazai!" Nakaya stepped forward, feeling the convenience of long legs, happily pushed open the door of the coffee shop, and shouted with joy and anticipation, "I'm coming to beat you!"

Nakajima Atsushi, Yosano Akiko and Kunikida Doppo who sat drinking coffee with Osamu Dazai: "Fuck!"

Osamu Dazai raised his head lazily: "Chuya is so violent, so scary, bullying people... what the hell!"

Nakahara Chuya proudly took off his hat and stroked his bangs: "Haha, what's up, you're stunned, Dazai...you dwarf!"

Osamu Dazai took a deep breath and stood up, stepped forward to compare his height with Nakaya in an unbelievable way... Then his eyes fell on the black-haired man who had already taken his seat and started to order.

"Please give me two cups of hot coffee, with milk and sugar... well, if my dear accidentally smashes your store, I will be responsible for the bill, and you should be safe."

The waitress smiled and said: "...Okay."

Anyway, there are still people responsible for the maintenance fee, which can already satisfy QAQ

"Aren't you awkward!" Dazai yelled at Herb Shio, "Chuya is taller than you!"

Herbal Salt moved his hands calmly: "Zhongye is willing."

"What about your pride?"

"There is no self-respect before love."

Dazai, who had already been picked up by the collar by Nakaya, looked desperate: "Well, at least tell me why you hit me suddenly!"

"It's nothing, I remembered an incident when we were 15 years old." Zhongya smiled coolly, "About the incident where you manipulated the game console and forced me to lose and then became your dog."

The few members of the detective agency who were about to help in the fight sat back silently: "If you want to fight, go out and fight."

Dazai felt the physical and psychological suffocation: "That was a bad debt many years ago!"

"That's why I remembered that you prepared a birthday cake for me back then—it really was you, Dazai."

"Huh? Who remembers that kind of thing! Don't make trouble for no reason!"

"Pay the price for the bastard things I did back then!"

"Oh—I don't want—!!!"

Several people from the detective agency quietly sat on the table of Herbal Salt, and began to gossip: "What cake?"

"The celebration also includes a cake from Mafia at the port, or a cake from Chuya's newborn being freed from the shackles of the King of Sheep."

"Huh? Isn't this a good thing?"

"Well, so the reason is the cheating of the game console."

Of course, Herbal Salt couldn't tell the reason why "Dazai was also reborn as his dog during the celebration", so much so that he couldn't even say it and wanted to beat him up.

In the absence of anyone's stop and Zhongye's main purpose was to show off his height and not to beat people to death, the emotional exchange between the old double-black group soon ended.

Zhong also happily sat beside Herbal Salt, and took a sip of his coffee gracefully: "The drink after exercise is really delicious."

"Are you happy?"

"Of course!"

"So you...how did you become so tall?" Atsushi Nakajima asked humbly and enviously.

"Huh?" Zhong also took advantage of the envious eyes of others, "Of course it's...cough, it's a secret."

"It's a test product of my new drug, and the effect is not very stable." Herbal Salt calmly satisfied the other party's curiosity—using a completely different explanation from the previously negotiated explanation.

Zhong also looked at his man suspiciously.

[Because I don’t want to explain the turbulence of time to unrelated people. 】

【I see. 】

Atsushi Nakajima immediately opened his eyes wide: "Scientists are amazing! As expected of Mr. Herb!"

"Fortunately, the drug is still in the experimental stage, and it will be a long time before it is officially developed."

"Huh? Is that so..."

"Dun-kun." Osamu Dazai appeared, clutching his waist, "Even if it is developed, you may not be able to afford it, okay?"

Atsushi Nakajima: "I... I can still grow taller!"

"The last one told me that..." Dazai Osamu pointed out something, with a hint of mockery and provocation, "Later, it only stayed at 1.6 meters, and it barely grew to 1.9 meters with Lao Gong's medicine."

"However, with a height of 1.9 meters... Zhong also might be able to counterattack."

Maomao's heart became hot, and she immediately went to see the herbal salt.

The black-haired man held a coffee cup and smiled softly, making it impossible to see through his thoughts.

Zhong also thought about the man's wide shoulders, narrow hips, and long legs, and couldn't help thinking about [v.] for a while, so don't add a little happiness to his anxiety.

Even knowing that men can read minds, those harsh scenes of counterattacks still kept appearing in Mao Mao's head.

Zhong also anxiously peeked at the man who was raped by him.

Herb Salt didn't say anything about it: "It's almost time to go back, Chuya?"

"okay."

Just, I don't know what the attitude of the man is.

Could it be... In fact, the dog man is also looking forward to being conquered!

Maomao immediately thought of a lot of book settings that appear to be Shaking S but are actually Shaking M... Cough.

Since the man didn't refute it, that's an explanation!

Maomao became excited, thinking she had a hint from the man.

He was looking forward to watching the man cook, and took advantage of his height to pick up the apron and put it on him, full of the temptation of his wife.

After eating and washing the dishes, Mao Mao boldly invited her, her eyes were surprisingly bright: "Shall we take a bath together?"

"I'm going to deal with the work, you wash first."

Maomao went into the bathroom full of joy, but regretted that she couldn't satisfy her dog in the bathroom.

Herbal salt sitting in a daze in front of the computer: ...

My wife suddenly became so big, what should I do if I think it is cute when it is not 1.6 meters?

No, although he can't be said to be that kind of superficial person...but it's still easier to hug a 1.6-meter-long middle man?

As for the delusion in the cat's head?It's impossible for him to let his lover not even have the freedom to think, right?Of course, he is also very curious about which step he can think of...

Moreover, the so-called delusion is just an idea that is difficult to realize.

Counterattack?Nonexistent, impossible.

He was just thinking about the new posture with the 1.9-meter Zhongya DOI.

Whether it's visual beauty or physical beauty...

Harm, no, the 1.9-meter center really can't be poked on his XP.

The man walked melancholy to the balcony of the study, lit a cigarette, and stared blankly at the scenery outside the villa.

It's true that he is in love...but who doesn't have XP yet?He just doesn't want to do it with the 1.9m Nakaya, doesn't it feel awkward?

The man took out his mobile phone, hesitated for a long time, and decided that it would be better to make it clear in person.

So, among those who were fiddling with toys on the bed, a man who smelled of tobacco and had dull eyes waited.

"Chuya, I think, should fulfill your long-cherished wish."

Chuya: Sure enough, tonight is a good time to counterattack! ! !

"So, let's abstain from sex recently."

Zhong Ye: ...

Zhongye Maomao dropped the grease jar in his hand in shock, and stared at the man with a vicissitudes of life in a daze.

"I'll take a shower first."

It wasn't until the sound of water came that the big cat reacted with a jolt!

Abstinence?

Why the hell did you suddenly become abstinent? !

Zhong also watched in disbelief as the man finished taking a shower, raised his hand to dry the water on his head in an instant, then lay straight beside him as if he had lost his soul, and closed his eyes peacefully.

"Grass, Ben, Salt!!!"

"What?" the man asked lazily without opening his eyes.

Zhong also tore off his pajamas: "Look at me!"

The man opened his eyes, glanced at the smooth and fair skin under the light, and closed his eyes without interest: "Well, it's over."

"Fuck, sure enough I've become 1.9 meters and you don't love me anymore, do you?"

"Love and sex are two different things."

Zhong also stayed.

The man made up the knife: "There is always a choice between height and sex life, Zhong Ye."

Zhong Ye: ...