Self-cultivation of fake wine

Waking up to the smell of home cooking...is quite a bliss.

The years are quiet, the family is by my side, someone is waiting and someone is accompanying me.

The curtain intimately blocked the light, Zhong also fumbled to find his mobile phone, ignored the emails and text messages, and only checked the time.

It's past nine o'clock in the morning...it's okay.

What's wrong with sleeping late as a cadre?

Mao Mao sat up and stretched lazily, letting the thin blanket slip off.

I really had a good time last night, my body is lazy and contented, making Maomao want to yawn and have another sleep in the cage.

But the man still held back his strength, at least it would be absolutely fine to get up to eat and go to work today.

Sure enough, I have thought about it.

Mao Mao was in a happy mood and opened the curtains in her pajamas, humming a song happily and going to wash up.

-

"Good morning, dear."

The black-haired man who can be called a handsome man can make his debut on the runway at any time is wearing a long apron at home. After setting the dinner plate, he came up and hugged Mao Mao, exchanging a long morning kiss in a very gentle and clingy manner. .

"Well, morning." Maomao licked the corners of his lips, stretched out his paws and patted the head of his obedient, capable and homely excellent big dog. He was very satisfied with all the performances of the other party from yesterday evening to this morning!

"Eat first?" The man looked at the cat with a smile, nostalgic but not greedy, he led his lover to the dining table, and opened the chair for him.

It's as exciting as some elegant butler.

"Thank you." Mao Mao muttered in a low voice, a little embarrassed.

It's etiquette not to eat or sleep, but lovers don't need such boring constraints.

Chuya took a mouthful of fried eggs and expressed his dissatisfaction with the quiet atmosphere of the table.

"You have been busy lately?"

It was only after I fell asleep that I remembered to ask about my current situation... It's also a bit...cough.

Cats don't know anything!

"Fortunately, the King of Gold gave me a troublesome project, about the king." Herb Salt replied while serving fishball fish soup to his wife, "There will be other work in a week, probably."

"perhaps?"

"Because I made some excessive work demands on the King of Gold."

"What?" It turns out that the man from the family can make his own request?

"Are you sure you want to know?" The porcelain white spoon was placed beside the bowl, and the steaming milky white fish soup was fragrant, "It's not impossible to tell, but it's best not to tell others. My principle is once I say it Information is no longer a secret, but Zhong can also make his own decisions."

"If it's really troublesome, forget it."

"Won't Zhong also be curious?"

"..." Maomao bit the soup spoon and glared angrily at his curious monster, "Of course I'm curious!"

Regarding where the family dog ​​will go after disappearing...of course I will care!

"I have two options for the King of Gold." Herbal Salt stretched out two fingers, "Either let me study the Dresden Stone Tablet, or let me study the supernatural transformation."

……Snapped.

The white porcelain spoon fell into the soup bowl, and Chuya suddenly opened his eyes wide: "What did you say?"

"Slate, or supernatural transformation... oh? Does Zhong also care more about the latter?"

"Of course!" Mao Mao was furious, "You said that you would not study human experiments related to supernatural powers!"

"I just said that I will not do inefficient experiments." Herba Salt clasped his fingers and propped his chin, staring frankly at his cat with fried hair, "And those who consciously lie on the experimental table for strength or belief It’s not that they are suffering inhumane torture, but they are going crazy together to cross the limit.”

"Chuya, you have seen the lower classes of society, and you should know the price humans will pay for the pursuit of power and the possibility of survival. In addition, I also have other goals..."

The man fell silent, staring deeply at the red-haired young man in front of him.

"Chuya, you are the product of the supernatural experiment on Leibo Street. Regardless of your strength, if you cannot fully control yourself, it is [not free]."

"I want you to be free, Chuya—I want you to be free, Chuya, when I know you won't be able to perform at your full potential without your ex-partner."

Zhong also froze in place.

The man looked at him stubbornly, the meaning of that look was——

【Not negotiable】

-

When Chuya went to work today, he looked a little gloomy.

But occasionally I giggle.

Then immediately started acting angry again.

From the perspective of passers-by: Are the cadres in the Central Plains really all right?

Chuya's mood right now...is quite complicated.

The dog man actually figured out the secrets of his life experience and the flaws in his ability, and arrogantly and firmly proposed to give himself "freedom"...

Being cared for strongly, a little happy, but also a little rebellious and angry.

What do you mean by "you can't give full play without your ex-partner"!

Don't remind me of a nasty guy, damn it!

Could it be that the other party has even collected information on that bastard Dazai Osamu... Since that hateful mackerel defected two years ago, there has been no news at all, although it is a happy thing...

Chief Mori still retains that guy's cadre position, Akutagawa has gradually calmed down a bit now, but he is still desperately going crazy and wants to let Dazai see the results of his battle...

Tsk, the harmful bastard.

Zhong also soon stopped thinking about these things.

You know, as a model worker of the port mafia, his work is quite busy!

-

Herbal Salt packed the dishes, took off the apron and hung it on the hook on the side of the refrigerator, turned around and saw the little loli who was eating snacks in the living room.

"Hey, master!" Little Lolita greeted heartily with potato chip crumbs on the corner of her mouth, "Congratulations on your reconciliation with your wife~"

Pleased by this "daughter-in-law", Herbal Salt's expressionless face immediately melted away.

"You worked hard yesterday, and the persuasion effect is very good."

"I think the most important thing is the effect of your pajamas?"

"So what are you here for? Is Aleister doing anything else?"

Faced with the ruthless reality that the dog forced the former owner to change the topic in a second, the little loli snorted softly.

"Can't I just come and see you myself?"

"Of course, welcome."

"This doesn't seem like a welcome... What did you say to your family? It feels like he was in a bad mood when he went out."

"Just tell him that I plan to study a way to make him fight with all his might."

"...Hiss." Aleister-chan's pupils trembled, "You just told him that?"

Herb Salt took out his notebook, debugged a few programs and calculated first, then went to pour himself a cup of coffee.

"In terms of intelligence, I said before that I am an information dealer, so there is no need to explain why I know his background; in terms of experiments, there is the King of Gold who can throw the blame at everything, not to mention that I am especially in the experimental plan. His ex-partner was mentioned in the topic...Even if he was caught and did something outrageous later, Chuya's side should have said hello in advance."

"..." The corner of Little Lolita's mouth twitched, "Dirty lord, you have to play tricks on your lover."

"Emotions need to be managed, and you can only do things based on instinct... Whether I am a middle-aged or a middle-aged man, I am a person with a brain, and I won't do that."

Little Loli bared her teeth: "What are you implying? Hmm?"

The man blew on the coffee: "I'm just telling the truth."

"So, why did you suddenly work overtime a while ago?" Little Lolita still exposed her impure purpose of visiting, "Most of the overtime you worked before was for the antidote to that medicine, or the subject at the University of London was about to expire. Oh...you are very curious about high-tech things, is it because this part belongs to the blind area of ​​knowledge?"

"It's no longer a blind spot, and I'm still exploring." Herb Salt put down his coffee and tapped the keyboard without lifting it. "This is the only thing this world can learn."

"So, what on earth did you do?"

"Why are you suddenly so curious?"

"Because I think you seem to have discovered something important." Aleister Jiang's green eyes sank slightly, "I remember that you have the ability to predict, master."

"Psychics always accidentally see the secrets. But you, why don't you reflect on why you, as a caster, don't have clairvoyance?"

"I'm not a crowned caster!"

"Oh, it's real food."

"It's too much!" Little Lolita ran to the man's side, pulling her sleeves and acting coquettishly, "Tell me, tell me—the distance between us is too far, I dreamed of a scene that I really mind, tell me quickly I am the truth!"

"Fate will always come naturally at the right time."

"I know you predicted that you won't pay the price in the future, even if it's a trick!"

"Then what price are you going to pay to get my prophecy, Aleister-chan?" The man glanced at the little loli, "In order to entrust you to help me get Chuya, I made a great deal with Aleister information."

"That's not with me!"

"I thought you were already in the same camp, Aleister-chan." The man was unmoved.

Little Lolita was a little timid: "...Are you still angry with me, master?"

"It means you left me to find another self? That's not enough." Herb Salt tore the little Lolita off her body, "Okay, it's a future that will make your plans smoother, I don't bother to say in detail If you are free, help me get a few advanced computers and weapons from Academy City, as it is too troublesome to assemble them yourself."

Aleister Sauce: ...

Damn, this man will ask for things!Don't give me the information you want!

Sure enough, he is still angry!

Careful fellow! ! !