After HE with the Yokohama leaders

The long, silver-white hair rubbed against Zao Ji's neck, delicately and numbly raising the red dots on Zao Ji's fair complexion.

On the left is a beautiful snake walking beside her, with a head as cold as water, touching Saki affectionately, "Why don't you answer me, dear little girlfriend?" Shibusawa Ryuhiko's slender eyelashes trembled, and he turned his head to look straight at Early Ji's expression changed.

It was slightly different from what he expected.

There is no fear of being exposed to the east window, nor the struggle and anxiety of imminent death.Early Ji is still in a gentle posture with a smile on his face and lowered eyes, seemingly indifferently perfunctory to the surprise confession on the other side of the phone.

The girl's warm hand took the initiative to take Shibusawa Ryuhiko's alone arm, and she smiled at him without changing her face, responding to Nakahara Nakaya's slightly rapid breathing.

Harvesting the early good card X1, Zhongyuan Zhong couldn't help but clenched his phone tightly, ignoring the babbling from the other side just now, picked up the coat that was left on the sofa with a lonely expression, and stepped out of the noisy environment .

Zhong Yuanzhong also realized the impulsiveness of his drunken delusion, he suppressed the thoughts that were about to burst through his throat, and turned to hit a straight ball again.

"Then...can I come and see you?"

The easy-going teaching of the former partner is comparable to the implanted brainwashing/brainwashing behavior, which affects Zhongya Zhongya's thoughts.For example, Osamu Dazai casually rehearsed on the spot, "The beautiful lady is embarrassed to decline the second round after all."

Nakahara Chu also subconsciously blocked Osamu Dazai's follow-up self-praise.The latter snapped his fingers, evoked a fake smile, and said confidently, "Who can refuse me?"

Thank you Osamu Dazai.

He occasionally provoked him maliciously before, so let him go for now.

Zhongyuan Zhong also carefully proposed according to the script, ushering in early Ji's subtle promises.

"see you later."

Seeing Zaki's insignificant agreement, Shibusawa Ryuhiko brushed her hand away without changing his face, and held Zaki's face with a chill that made the skin crawl.

The palm-sized pale face is under control.

It seems that as long as his hands are slightly lowered and gently pinched her energetic neck, Zao Ji's deceitful mouth can no longer weave sweet words to coax him.

"Don't you explain?" Shibusawa Tatsuhiko groped dully, extending from Zaki's cheeks along the way, but contentedly admiring the inevitable blushing of Zaki due to his movements.

"I don't even want to find out the reason why I want to."

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's cool fingertips brushed over the doll girl who was allowed to swing in front of him, and the obscure smile on his lips faded away little by little.

"Who is the other party? Tell me."

"You can't betray my exquisite doll."

The breath of the mature opposite sex uttering words sneaked into his ears slyly.

Dangerous warnings forced Zaoji to no longer pretend to be deaf and stupid, she raised her head and looked at him with the green pupils on the top of Shibusawa Ryuhiko's head.

The relatively close distance between the four eyes helps Shibusawa Tatsuhiko to restrain the subtle expression changes in the early years at a glance.

"It's the gravitational force of the port mafia, Zhongya Zhongyuan."

The well-informed Shibusawa Ryuhiko heard the words and chuckled, "Is this man in love with you?" Shibusawa Ryuhiko didn't intend to wait for Saki's dispensable answer, he answered the conversation on his own.

"Where did the hairy boy come from?"

"ridiculous."

"If I'm not mistaken, the acquaintance between you and him stems from the coincidence method played by Bai Lan?" Shibusawa Ryuhiko took off his smiling disguise, revealing the same coldness as his eyes.

Shibusawa Tatsuhiko changed the subject and said with emotion, "Sometimes I regret my original decision." He pressed his forehead to Saki's forehead regretfully, tirelessly absorbing the other person's body temperature, "Fortunately, Prynne doesn't have any special hobbies. "

"Send Xiao Zaoji to Bai Lan's side."

"It doesn't mean completely blending in and becoming her marionette."

His beautiful star eyes gazed at Zaoji with tenderness.

A persuasive whisper of warning came out of his mouth.

Different from the previous performance of indulging in "love river", Shibusawa Tatsuhiko cruelly revealed his hidden true face, as if he was tired of playing a love game, he turned his face and refused to recognize people sincerely when he was tired of saying it.

There has always been only one type of people who can overthrow the chess game willfully, and give up as soon as they say it.

But... definitely not her little pawn.

Thanks to Shibusawa Tatsuhiko's capriciousness in the past, she has already exercised her unshakeable and keen insight early on. She can clearly identify whether the other party is throwing himself into the role of "good boyfriend" on a whim, or A lineman who restores himself and cannot allow others to deny him.

The condescending pampering in every possible way can't compare to his light and flirtatious arrangements.

Saki calmly turned away the thoughts in his heart, and responded to Shibusawa Ryuhiko's question with his usual expression.

He asked, is there a secret in the Zhongyuan Zhongya that Bai Lan covets?

"There shouldn't be any problem with Nakahara Chuya." Zaoji opened her eyes and said nonsense in her words carefully. She clearly knew the origin of the other party's background, but she brought up Osamu Dazai with half truth and half falsehood.

There is no need for the honest man's military faction in the Central Plains to get involved in the dirty struggle of the intellectual faction.

"Bai Lan pays more attention to Osamu Dazai." Compared to the first two games of the early period, Bai Lan tends to focus on the branch line of the third game, and she has something to say about Osamu Dazai both openly and secretly.

Zao Ji tried to jokingly ask Bai Lan, "You seem to be able to see the whole process of my strategy clearly."

"Why is it impossible?" Bai Lan asked with great interest, "After all, I am the producer of the game."

Bai Lan looked at Zao Ji's inconspicuous change of expression, and her tone seemed to be soothing, "Do I seem to be someone who has so much free time to stare at games?"

Knowing that Bai Lan knows her strategy well, Zao Ji dismisses the topic as if nothing had happened.

***

Zhong Yuan Zhong also smelled of alcohol, and stood helplessly in front of the thin girl. He did not repeat the sudden confession that caught Zao Ji off guard tonight.

It's about talking about the game content that early Ji likes.

Nakahara also had to thank Osamu Dazai again.

Although the other party stole his wallet again, he gave him a topic about the preferences of girls of this age in return.

"I can't tell that Zhong will also play this kind of love game."

"Well, because someone likes her, I want to get to know her and see if I can get closer to her."

The end of the topic fell quietly.

The evening wind blew the broken hair on the young man's forehead, revealing his blue eyes full of unconscious softness.

The other party couldn't hide his affectionate gaze at Zao Ji.

At that time, Zao Ji raised her head and looked up at the vast starry sky. Her posture was as pious as she was serving the gods, but it added a little sadness that he couldn't touch.

[All are raccoons of the same feather. ]

[Black to shine. ]

[Can the gods forgive my crime? ]

[Even if I am in shackles and my toes are on the sword, who will ask the chess pieces how they feel? ]

The crystal clear green eyes were gradually shrouded in despair and became dull.

Zhongyuan Zhong also rose worriedly and stepped forward, step by step across the safe and ambiguous distance between each other.

Obedience to the haunting devil in your heart, and cling to the shrine maiden Zaoki you've been thinking of, right?

Before Chuya Nakahara's ready-to-move idea was perfected, Ryuhiko Shibusawa, who was hiding in a dark corner and watching, was too hot to catch Chuya Nakahara's awareness.

It just so happened that at this time, Zao Ji approached preemptively, and her eyelashes fluttered in front of Nakahara Chuya's eyes, which made him have no time to investigate the source of the peeping sight.

"Chuya, there's something stained on his cheek." Saki gently wiped it clean for him. When she let go of Nakahara Chuya, she glanced at the position of the watcher Ryuhiko Shibusawa who suddenly appeared a few seconds ahead.

Instead there are empty corners.

"Okay, this is still the handsome Mr. Chuya." Early Ji teased Chuya Nakahara kindly.

The latter answered slowly, and inadvertently looked in the direction of the slightly hot attention just now.

"Sister?" Futo Asahina bumped into the fourth person who was intimate with Zaoji in disbelief, his lips were slightly parted, and his expression was rarely out of control.

It turned out to be my brother-in-law Fengdou.

The Central Plains, who acquiesced to the truth, did not suspect the existence of others.

"Fengdou." Zaoji naturally pulled away from Zhongya Zhongya to cross a safe distance, witnessing Fengdou impatiently walking towards her.

"Then... I will go home with Fengdou first."

Early Ji bid farewell to Zhongye in the Central Plains.

While the latter was disappointed, he watched helplessly as his brother-in-law hugged Zao Ji's shoulders mercilessly, and led her away from him.

"Sister! What are you doing?" As the existence of twins, Asahina Futo couldn't help thinking wildly, and looked bluntly at the surprised Zaki.

"Could it be that my sister refuses to tell the truth in front of me?"

The sound of elder sister called Zao Ji's complicated eyes, she no longer looked calm, bit her lips and did not respond.

Scarlet blood penetrated the white teeth.

"Mr. Mori first, and then Osamu Dazai who treats you with ulterior motives at the party."

"It's not good to provoke the opposite sex tonight."

"Does sister really know what she is doing?"

Until Asahina Futo glanced at Zaoji, he stopped speaking abruptly, and touched her rust-scented lips.

"I know."

It's just that Centipede Jing started business, wearing shoes and pedaling multiple boats.

Zao Ji's words were not lacking in seriousness, and her tone slightly calmed down the uneasiness and worry in Asahina Futo's heart.

"Don't worry, Fengdou."

"What can a person like me with slightly superior military strength, fair appearance and no other advantages do?"

I can't grasp anything by myself, and I can't extricate myself from the quagmire.

Zao Ji's self-deprecating words provoked Feng Dou to call him "idiot".

"Idiot early discipline." Feng Dou thought about it, gave up speculation, he awkwardly dropped his rhetoric, "Even if something happens, don't hide it in the bottom of your heart, Lord Fengdou will solve it for the idiot."

While Asahina Kazeto turned her head away, she couldn't notice the increasingly bitter and gentle eyes of Zao Ji, as if tears were about to burst out of her eyes in the next second.

"By the way." After the provocative words, Asahina Futo asked whether Zaki had any photos of him when he was five or six years old.

Taking advantage of Fengdou's turning back, Zaoji hastily put on a brand new look.Except for the faint redness at the end of the eyes.

"No." Zao Ji gave an appropriate answer, "You were too skinny back then, and I didn't even want to ask you to take a photo."

"It seems to be the same." Fengdou thought about the memory in his mind, it was vague, until he and his sister Zaoji came back to live in Asahina's house, the memory became clearer and clearer.

Although it is a bit strange, the memory of childhood is not an important thing.