After HE with the Yokohama leaders

The bright and eye-catching fireworks feast attracted Zao Ji to watch attentively.

Mori Ogai, who was half a meter away from Zaki, stared at Zaki's side face calmly.

The sparsely lit corridors are all illuminated by the light from the sky.

The floating light flickered on at least the girl's bright and incomparable face, but she was beautiful but exuded a sense of distance that strangers should not get close to.

The girl blinked her eyelashes lightly, revealing her shining green eyes.

The unknowing smile in the eyes, the slight curvature of the lips, all of which are soft and delicate, the girl's slightly sharp and lethal facial features.

In front of the girl who was as fragile and beautiful as a ceramic doll, Mori Ogai unconsciously held his breath, for fear of disturbing her and breaking it, leaving him with an empty space like fishing for a moon in water.

The scorching eyes beside her penetrated a safe distance and reached Zao Ji's senses with great penetrating power.

"Mr. Mori?" Zaoki showed a little confusion in line with her current status, as if surprised by Mori Ogai's strange gaze.

Zaoji turned his head to look directly at Mori Ogai's question, which was beyond the other party's expectation and caught him off guard.

Mori Ogai quickly took advantage of the faint light of the passing fireworks to suppress the haunting possessiveness in his eyes that didn't need to be explained.

"I'm watching Saki." Mori Ogai admitted frankly unexpectedly.

In front of his eyes, which were as clear as a deer in early Ji, unavoidable uneasiness and vigilance were revealed.

Facing the defensive posture that was born spontaneously in the early years, Mori Ogai gave a reasonable and reasonable explanation——

"As expected, it is the early age that was born in the same birth as Fengdou, the facade of our firm."

"The fireworks blooming all over the sky are not as beautiful as you."

After the successive compliments, Mori Ogai changed the subject.

"So, is Zaoji interested in debuting?"

"Will you become an artist who debuted under my agency?"

It perfectly fits Mori Ogai's status as the director of the artist agency, and also unobtrusively proves that his actions just now are purely out of consideration for the work.

The defense in the girl's eyes was completely relaxed and melted by Mori Ogai's last two questions.It was replaced by a slightly stunned expression.

Due to his thorough understanding of early character, Mori Ogai is sure that he will be politely rejected by the other party.

As Mori Ogai expected, Saki rejected his proposal with a smile on his lips.

"No, thank you, Mr. Sen, for your high opinion of my appearance."

On the surface, he followed Mori Ogai's intentions and followed his early refusal to speak, but the completely opposite thoughts arose in his heart.

If Zaoji nodded and agreed to the other party's invitation, would Mori Ogai support Zaoki, or would he keep it in cold storage?Saki speculates about Mori Ogai's approach with great interest.

The end tail of the firework remains too short.

In a few seconds, only the darkness that belonged to the original night remained in the night sky.

Saki withdrew his gaze from staring at the night, and bid farewell to Mori Ogai with a gentle smile, "Good night, Mr. Mori."

The cool evening wind blew through the long curly hair of Zao Ji.

Mori Ogai first took off his suit jacket consciously, "It's windy."

"You'll be cold on the way back."

Saki didn't say anything to reject Mori Ogai's kindness, she silently accepted the coat that was gently put on her by the other party.

Although Zao Ji could return to her room after turning a few corners, she still watched silently until the other party's kind gesture was completed.

Saki raised his head slightly, and met Mori Ogai's slightly warm eyes.

"Thank you."

Extraordinarily distant and polite tone.

It's no longer about throwing an inch into Mori Ogai's arms, then obediently raising his head to wrap his arms around his neck, and even kissing him mischievously.

Between you and me, why bother to say thank you, his dear Zaoji.

Mori Ogai didn't show the slightest emotion that something was wrong, he still maintained a gentle smile like a spring breeze as he watched Zaoki leave.

Can't be in a hurry.

Restraint for now.

Mori Ogai could only tell himself over and over again.

Early Ji's figure disappeared in the direction of the corner at the end of the corridor.

When Saki, who was wearing the extra coat that was left on his shoulders, entered the room, what caught his eyes was the same scene as before Saki left.

Bai Lan stared at the laptop with a serious expression while talking on the phone.

Noticing the movement in the room, Bai Lan took the time to look back.

Her eyes were fixed on the slightly oversized blazer on Zoe's body.

"Isn't it finished yet?" Zao Ji put her little head on the other's shoulder from behind Bai Lan without hesitation, and asked Bai Lan with her head tilted.

Bai Lan's body became subtly stiff for an instant, she quickly returned to normal and responded to Zao Ji, "I just finished."

Knowing that Bai Lan has successfully solved the temporary problem, Zao Ji's eyes rolled and he turned some whim thoughts.

"It's clearly agreed that you will accompany me to relieve the pressure."

"I turned into a tentacle monster and started working non-stop."

Zao Ji lowered his brows and eyes, showing an aggrieved gesture, accusing Bai Lan of not counting his actions as words.

Bai Lan closed her laptop calmly, turned to lift up the hairy head resting on her shoulders, and lowered her voice rarely to show weakness, "I was wrong..."

"Apologies are useful, what do you want the police to do!"

Zao Ji relentlessly rounded her green eyes.

Hearing this, Bai Lan used the same posture for smoothing the hair of the fried cat, and scratched Zouji's chin, "Don't be angry, be good." She was slapped mercilessly by Zouji's claws within a few seconds of her doing something wrong. Lose.

"Are you teasing a cat?!" Zao Ji turned his head angrily.

"Almost." Before Bai Lan finished speaking, her phone vibrated to show that she was listening.

Seeing that Bai Lan fell into the state of a social animal again, Zao Ji moved out of Bai Lan's domain as usual.

The moonlight shines through the floor-to-ceiling windows, directly revealing the nighttime scenery in front of Zaoji's eyes.Early Ji hung up the coat on his shoulders, turned his head and glanced at Bai Lan who was on the phone, "I'm going out for a walk."

The other party turned his head to the side, and nodded to Zuo Ji.

***

A dramatic scene comparable to a game descends.

Similar to the night branch in the game.

Another familiar corner.

In the early days, he ran into Zhongya Zhongya who was hurriedly walking out.

The other party's cheeks were slightly red, and the ornament hat that he often loved was faintly tilted and precarious.

Just when Saki was about to pass by Nakahara Nakaya without looking sideways, the latter called out her name bluntly.

"Zao Ji." Nakahara Chuya's voice was neither low nor high, and it just happened to hit Zao Ji's ears.Zao Ji, whose name was being called by him, naturally couldn't take it for granted as a passerby.

"Huh?" Zao Ji turned around cooperatively, his brows and eyes were full of blankness.

"excuse me, you are?"

The girl in front of Chuya Nakahara seemed to be trying her best to recall his memories, but she had no way of knowing his identity, so she could only ask Chuya Nakahara for his name with a sorry smile.

The promised god and the red thread of his beloved priestess are tightly bound together.How could it be that his little witch lost her memory and stared at him for no reason?Zhongyuan Zhong also felt unwilling, but also inevitably distressed.

"Then did you receive the rose I gave you?" Chuya Nakahara waited expectantly for the answer from the Miko Saki.

Zao Ji hesitated for a moment, "So it was you who sent it."

She showed an embarrassed smile, "I think the inscription is the word brother..."

"I thought it was..." Zao Ji's words came to an abrupt end.

At the same time, her face unconsciously turned crimson.

The Central Plains also suddenly raised their vigilance.

His pupils are like the heavily guarded state of small animals before predation.

who is it!

Who is that wild man!

"Your brother?" Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't help but murmured repeatedly.

"Yes, they..." Zao Ji pretended to pause, and as expected, Zhongyuan Zhong also exclaimed in displeasure, "They?!"

"How many good brothers do you have?"