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Chapter 70 Young man. Hurts you to death

"The little wife of an underworld cadre?" Nakahara Chuya's tone gradually deepened, as if surprised by this proposal, he was silent for a few seconds, and then a narrow smile gradually appeared on his exquisite face, "Aren't you You are in charge of being beautiful, and I am in charge of earning money to support the family?"

There are countless shiny things in the blue eyes, which are very beautiful and dazzling. The young cadre has a few mischievous ochre-colored hair pouring from the ear to the rose-red sofa, under the contrast of the light The surface is also coated with a layer of streamer.

Osamu Dazai picked up a strand of hair, first rubbed it with his index finger, and then as if he had found something interesting, he kept wrapping the ochre-colored hair with his fingertips, loosened it and continued, as if he hadn't played enough.

On the surface, it seemed that his thoughts were all on his hair, but in fact Osamu Dazai was thinking about what the officer Zhefa said just now, and couldn't help laughing.

He really never forgets to overwhelm him all the time. If it was him a long time ago, he would probably use spicy words to refute immediately. Digging a hole for him to jump into his own trap.

However, the status of him now is no better than before. After all, he is a man who is raised by the Central Plains. Even if he can eat an extra can of crab meat every day, he has to get the permission of the cadre.

What I said was a little exaggerated... Dazai Osamu's glass-like eyes rolled around nimbly, and it seemed that he was thinking about something carefully. He lowered his long and curly eyelashes at a constant speed, and his lips that had been nourished for a while Suddenly pouted, with a childish air of ignorance of the world.

He glanced at Zhongya Zhongya cautiously, and followed his meaning, "It can also be said that, after all, almost all the large-scale riots when I was in the port mafia were suppressed by Zhongye. Just move your mouth."

He purposely spoke pitifully, and his nasal voice was deliberately soft and abnormal, showing his weakness to the fullest. He didn't have the pretensions of a leader at all. On the contrary, he really looked like a dodder flower that relied on the Central Plains to survive.

Nakahara Chuya: — Vomit!

It has to be said that this dead mackerel really acted like something, pretending to be pitiful is very well done, unfortunately Nakahara also knows the true face of Osamu Dazai.

I don't know why, after all the secrets are exposed, the dead mackerel seems to have completely let go, completely revealing its own nature, even worse than before, even to the point where it is a bit overwhelming .

Who will drag him away?Letting Akutagawa see the dead mackerel like this would definitely break all the impressions he hoped for, and maybe it would change his inexplicable obsession.

Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little bit overwhelmed anyway, he squeezed his sour brows, and looked around the living room full of life in a disguised way.

There are some plastic bags for small snacks on the square table, and there are some biscuit crumbs beside it. They are taken by the way when I go to the supermarket to buy daily necessities. Bubbles, there are also decorative plants...

All of a sudden, it really looks like an ordinary place with a little bit of "home" feeling, and it also reveals an indescribable sense of happiness and comfort.

Zhong Yuanzhong also shook his head violently, unable to continue thinking about it.

"Chuya?" Osamu Dazai innocently took in every move of Chuya Nakahara, he leaned forward with his upper body, forcefully exposing his entire face in front of the red-haired cadre, his tone was still very dramatic , with a very long voice, "So I'm really in charge of being beautiful!"

The person who said this really has the potential to be as beautiful as a flower. To a certain extent, Osamu Dazai can also be called a melancholy beauty. As a teenager, his cheeks are full of baby fat, and his handsome cheeks do not have the sharp temperament of adulthood. Wearing a simple home dress, the wide trousers exposed two slender and straight calves.

And because of the deliberately created temperament, his whole body is full of "I'm weak", as if he can fall weakly on the sofa as long as someone pushes him lightly.

However, it is clear that the people who saw it did not appreciate the beauty of the person who performed it, and Nakahara only felt the hot eyes.

His expression changed and changed very quickly, and finally in a very complicated state, he turned his eyes away as if he couldn't look directly, opened and closed his mouth twice, and said, "Can you be normal!"

Perhaps Nakahara Chuya's relaxed attitude these past few days gave him confidence. Osamu Dazai has been honest for a while, and finally he is unwilling to be lonely. If he wants to take the relationship further, it is best to get a more substantive sentence.

"Well, okay, let's talk about your conditions when we visit next time." Nakahara Nakaya leaned against the door frame, and he made phone calls over and over again looking at the flowers and plants in the yard, "Yes, together with Dazai."

He was on the phone with Koizumi Hongko for the task that they were destined to be unable to complete. Anyone with a discerning eye could see the obviously incompatible magnetic field between Kuroba Kaito and Koizumi Hongko. They may not be able to leave in this life.

Not to mention that they checked Kuroba Kaito carefully during this time, this young man who seemed to them to be very daring and reckless, but he had a childhood sweetheart who was always by his side.

All in all, Miss Hongzi, just give up, you're useless.

Osamu Dazai took the potato chips that had just been unpacked, and after eating a piece, he didn’t make any further moves. When the leader of Zhefa finished the phone call, he said with a smile, “We are childhood sweethearts like this, right? After all, we were only eight when we met. , Nine years old, really touching."

He sucked his fingertips again, it seemed that this taste of potato chips was not to his liking, his two black eyebrows were furrowed together, but he still stared at Nakahara Chuya with a smile on his face.

Although it was true, the tone he said was very annoying. Nakahara Zhong also remembered the unhappy scene when they first met, and subconsciously regarded this incident as the dead mackerel mocking him, and rolled his eyes.

He threw his mobile phone on the table, sat on the sofa with an irregular posture, and said bluntly, "Who is your childhood sweetheart? You were still playing with mud when I was wandering Radium Bowl Street."

He was beaten again, but Osamu Dazai was not discouraged at all, on the contrary, he became more and more frustrated.

His gaze was not concealed at all, with a shocking focus, gradually swept across Nakahara Nakaya's beautiful eyebrows, landed on his raised red lips, and then slid across his black leather choker Looking into his delicate collarbone at the neck, his eyes became deeper.

There was an ambiguous atmosphere between the two of them, the temperature was gradually rising, and thick electric sparks flickered in the air. It seemed that as long as he indulged a little, everything he expected would be within his grasp.

No matter how strong the determination is, the seal in his heart will be shaken when he sees this scene, not to mention that Osamu Dazai himself is not as kind as he is now. There was a fiery flash in the colored eyes.

It can be said that it is obvious, especially for people like Zhongya Nakahara who are very sensitive to other people's eyes, but he seems to be unaware, his expression is as calm as a calm lake. pool water.

It's just that in a corner that the black-haired leader couldn't see, the corners of his lips curled up and fell down quickly.

The rented house is very big, and there is no problem of insufficient rooms, so every night, no matter how much he wants to, Osamu Dazai has to sleep separately from his little slug.

Osamu Dazai gritted his teeth, it was all this broken room that affected his performance!

He picked up the cup on the table, raised his head, and gulped down the water in it, as if he had been thirsty for a long time, and his breathing became short of breath a few times. He caught the gaze of the Zhe-haired cadre from the corner of his eye, and asked attentively, "Are you thirsty too? Do you want me to pour water for you?"

She really has the potential to become a little wife. Although Nakahara has never read the relevant text, Dazai Osamu's performance is really too attentive, even his subordinates at the port mafia are not so meticulous.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also said, "I'm not thirsty."

"........."

The topic ended here, and embarrassment arose spontaneously. Osamu Dazai held the attitude that as long as I ran fast enough, I would not be able to catch up with embarrassment. He thought for a while, "My quilt is wet, and the cup fell on the bed when I was drinking water yesterday. , it seems that I haven't done it today."

Another lie that is easy to debunk. It is easy to go to the Central Plains and you can know whether his quilt is wet or not as soon as you enter Dazai's room. He followed Dazai's words and wanted to know what the hell this mackerel was going to do. .

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows, as if he really believed it, "Really? Let me see."

He stood up and made a gesture to see what happened. The reversal happened in an instant, and Zhongya's vision changed drastically. However, some tricks didn't work the second time after they were used once.

With almost no effort, Dazai Osamu's little plan came to nothing. The person who wanted to overwhelm others was overwhelmed by others in a dazed expression. The round pupils showed real surprise which was rare. The black-haired boy couldn't get up from the sofa.

Osamu Dazai laughed and said, "Is Chuya so enthusiastic today?"

"........."

It was so silent for a while, and when the air became dead silent, Nakahara also gently touched Osamu Dazai's lips, "Before when you liked someone, you took that girl's hand and asked her if she would die in love with you. But , Dazai, I am definitely not a person who seeks death like this, so, is your lifelong pursuit still tm death?"

At the end of the conversation, the voice became louder and louder, and even revealed a little irritability. I don't know if this is Dazai Osamu's illusion. He looked at Nakahara Nakaya with seriousness written in his ice-blue pupils, and the red-haired cadre seemed to be He was questioning an answer that had been hidden in his heart for a long time.

The original smile condensed little by little, he closed his eyes for a moment, and opened them again expressionlessly.

"Yes!" Osamu Dazai stared at the clear blue eyes of the red-haired boy, with a smile on his lips. He didn't mean to deceive Chuya Nakahara, and he didn't need to think too much to answer this question, "I like it very much, too." Zhongye."

The affection in Yuan's eyes didn't even decrease, on the contrary, it became more intense.

Even though he already knew the answer in his heart, Nakahara Chuya's pupils inevitably constricted when he heard it again, his hand holding Osamu Dazai's collar was trembling, his lips moved, and he said through gritted teeth, "You are really a bastard !"

Osamu Dazai nodded sincerely, expressing his agreement, a little comforting, he lightly clenched the hand of the officer with red hair, and crossed his fingers, "Yes, I'm such a bastard."

After a long time, Nakahara took a deep breath, his expression became ferocious, and his movements became very rough, without the gentleness before, he stared firmly into Dazai Osamu's eyes, as if threatening, "Since you are going to die, then you will die!" Get under me."

Dazai Osamu opened his eyes wide and stared blankly for a second, then smiled innocently, as if he didn't understand the vicious child in the boy's words, "Okay !"

Zhong Yuanzhong also bit his lip, his body gradually sank, his right hand directly tore open the already loose neckline, the buttons crackled and collapsed all over the floor, just touching the white bandage, he couldn't go on.

The boy's movements stopped suddenly, and Dazai Osamu, who thought he couldn't do this kind of thing, was not too worried. He bent his eyebrows teasingly, and lay down in a different position, "Why, can't you just hit it?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also snorted, turned over and walked back to the bedroom without hesitation, his voice was muffled by anger, "If it wasn't for your fear of pain... you should just let it hurt to death."

Then the door was closed with a "bang", showing the host's anger, but Osamu Dazai was stunned, he heard the last words of Chuya Nakahara.

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