Yokohama Cadre Nakahara March

Zhong Yuanzhong also likes high-rise apartments, and the house they moved out is also a duplex apartment on the 18th floor.

Originally, Ma Qi didn't think about living in a duplex apartment, but Zhong Yuanzhong also thought it would be nice to have a bigger place. In addition, there is a floor-to-ceiling window in the duplex apartment. When you look down from a high altitude at night, you can see the port of Mirai, which is very beautiful.

In the apartment, besides the wine cabinet exclusive to Zhongyuan Zhongye, there is also Chacha’s cat climbing frame, which is made into a tree shape, and door openings are left in each room for Chacha to enter and exit.

In addition to the master bedroom, Zhongyuan Zhong also firmly opposes opening a door in the master bedroom.

Madge asked suspiciously, "Why can't the master bedroom be opened?"

It doesn't matter in other places, what's the reason why the master bedroom is not good?

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't even care about the vicinity of the wine cabinet, but frowned and refused to leave a doorway for Chacha in the master bedroom.

When he was in the dormitory, Chuya Zhongya didn't have to lock the wine cabinet, but since he moved out to live with Ma Qi, he learned to lock the wine cabinet.

Because, chacha it will open the door.

In addition to the door of the house, it will open the door of the cabinet.

Zhong Yuanzhong also came back once and saw that Chacha opened the wine cabinet somehow, pulled a bottle of wine and rolled it on the table, and almost rolled off the table.

It was the red wine he got back from the auction house at a huge price.

The kind I've always hated to drink.

After saving the red wine in his collection, Zhongyuan Zhong also mentioned Chacha, stared at it with cobalt blue eyes, and said in a low voice, "Next time, don't touch the wine in my wine cabinet!"

The dark-faced Siamese cat lowered its ears, curled its tail between its legs and purred softly.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't know if it understood, anyway, he wanted to lock the wine cabinet.

It's better to lock it yourself than to expect Chacha to understand it.

But in fact, Chacha understood.

It's not that I understand Chuya Nakahara's words, but that I understand his expression.

The slender and dark tail flicked and curled between the hind legs, "Woo—" The boss is so fierce!

You know, cats won't touch your weird bottles.

Although Chacha has mastered the skill of opening doors, with a clingy and docile personality, Chacha seldom goes to play in a room with no one alone, and usually follows people wherever they go.

There is not much time to use the door opening.

Ma Qi tilted his head in confusion and looked at Nakahara Chuya, "Is there any difference in the master bedroom?"

Facing Ma Qi's magnificent purple cat eyes, Zhong Yuanzhong turned his head away in embarrassment and embarrassment, "Anyway, the master bedroom is not good."

Following Shun Chacha's back, Ma Qi compromised, "Okay, let's not open the master bedroom unless it is opened."

Seeing that Ma Qi didn't intend to continue asking, Zhong Yuanzhong also heaved a sigh of relief.

Forget about other places, and the master bedroom has to let Chacha come in and out at will. It feels weird to be watched when doing that kind of thing!

Even cats.

After moving out, Ma Qi and Zhong Yuanzhong just slept in the same room, and they did everything they should and shouldn't do.

March fell on the sofa, raised his right hand to block his eyes, and sighed deeply.

The room was dark, night had fallen, but Ma Qi did not turn on the lights, but let the light from the outside come in through the floor-to-ceiling windows.

"...I don't want to move." She fell down on the sofa exhausted, with her purple hair falling down, and whispered to herself.

The qi belonging to the person with the ability to read filled the whole body, and the injuries left in the battle with Okura Yeko were not particularly serious, but they were not light.

But she doesn't want to move now, anyway, if she doesn't care about the physical fitness of a person with the ability to think, she will be fine.

It's just the length of time.

Whether it's Okura Yeko who faced the Hound or Dazai Osamu who joined the Armed Detective Agency, March felt exhausted.

He bent one leg and stepped on the sofa, turned over casually, with his head resting on the crook of his arm, and his purple eyes casually fell in front of him.

There is definitely something wrong with the hound's young girl's ability, otherwise her intuition would not have warned her that she must not be touched.

Although it looked at least eight or nine years younger than her, according to Maqi's intuition, he was definitely a strong man of her age, or even a few years older, with superior abilities and combat experience.

If you add the age when he didn't come to this world, Ma Qi thinks that he has experienced a lot of battles, and his experience should not lag behind the opponent.

In the beginning, relying on her rich combat experience and flexible and weird mind lines, she was able to not lose the wind when fighting Zhongya in the Central Plains.

With Zhongya's growth year after year, Ma Qi is not only unable to beat Zhongya, but is often beaten.

Although it is known as the second strongest fighting force of the port mafia, in Ma Qi's view, Akutagawa Ryunosuke's ability has become more and more proficient. If it is not because of physical reasons, and because he is really tired of physical skills, it is impossible to say Already surpassed her.

"A talent for fighting..." There was a hint of emotion in the cold voice.

Nakahara Chuya and Okura Yeko are probably the kind of geniuses who have a unique sense of smell in battle and can use their abilities to the extreme.

Madge has known for a long time that her telekinetic ability is actually not suitable for combat, or she is more inclined to assist than Feitan, Wojin and Finx.

She seems to be able to easily understand auxiliary abilities such as healing and tracking.

However, she has been groping for a long time on how to use her mind ability to develop a combat technique that suits her.

The line is a very good tool for assassination, but it doesn't have much advantage when facing the enemy head-on, but Maqi can now use the line to use it perfectly.

Needless to say, how much effort has been put into it.

But hard work sometimes seems so unreasonable when facing geniuses.

Because, when you are working hard, the genius is also working hard.

Eyelids slowly closed, Ma Qi lay quietly on his side on the sofa, falling into the exhaustion of thinking.

Normally, at this time, Chacha should come over as soon as possible, but because the Central Plains has been on a business trip for a few months, Ma Qi also goes to other branches to sit in charge from time to time.

She sent Chacha to Paknotan for foster care, but she hasn't brought the cat back yet.

"Huh? Why didn't you turn on the light when you got back?" The light in the living room was turned on with a snap, and a deep magnetic voice came from the entrance.

When Nakahara Chuya first came back, he thought that Ma Qi's mission was not over yet.

After all, when looking up from downstairs, the windows of the apartment on the top floor are dark, and there is no light shining through as usual when there are people around.

It wasn't until Nakahara Zhongya went upstairs, opened the door and found Madge's short boots in the entrance, that he yelled strangely.

The purple eyes blinked slowly, Ma Qi didn't seem to hear Chuya Nakahara's voice.

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows, walked into the living room and hung his coat and hat on the coat rack, squatted down in front of Ma Qi, and touched her forehead, "Are you uncomfortable?"

"Hmm." Marge mumbled.

Ma Qi's strange and rare reaction made Zhong Yuan Zhong feel worried. He grabbed her in his arms with one hand, lowered his head and kissed her eyes, and smiled, "If you don't say anything, I will check it myself."

"I was hurt a little." March sighed softly, turned over in Zhongyuan Zhongye's arms, and buried his face in his strong chest.

Zhongyuan Zhong also adjusted his posture, and said in surprise, "Didn't you just show Momoi to the world today?"

The other party is just an ordinary little Lala, how could Ma Qi be injured.

A muffled voice came from his arms, and he breathed lightly on the vest, "I met the man with the hound."

Zhong Yuanzhong also couldn't help secretly rejoicing that he was fully equipped now. If Ma Qi was directly attached to his shirt, he might really be unable to control his wild thoughts.

"A man from the hunting dog?" Zhong Yuanzhong also reacted slowly.

The strongest force in the military and police?

Stretching out his hand to grope around Ma Qi, the blood under the black sweater had dried and hardened, and he stroked the wound with his gloved fingers.

"Why is there no treatment?" Zhong Yuanzhong also clasped Ma Qi's wrist angrily, and the half-fingered gloves still smelled of blood.

When he first smelled the smell of blood, Zhong Yuan thought it was splashed on him during the mission.

It was completely unexpected that the injured person was Maggie.

The messy purple hair blocked half of her cool and beautiful face, and the eyelids drooped to block her thoughts, "I'm tired."

tired?

The cobalt blue eyes widened slightly, and Nakahara Zhong also frowned and looked down at Ma Qi, opening his mouth to say something.

He snorted slightly angrily, put the man down from his arms, and said in a cold voice, "I'm going to find the medicine box."

Madge's thread was in her own hands, and she didn't want to be treated, so he couldn't hold her head down and let her sew herself up.

In this case, he can only go to get the medicine box and do some simple treatment for Madge first.

After Zhongyuan Zhongye walked away, Ma Qi took a while to get up and lean on the sofa, raising his head to look at the chandelier on the top.

Nakahara Chuya, who came over with a medicine box, half-kneeled in front of the sofa, holding the girl's ankle with one hand, and pushed up the loose pants, revealing the snowy skin covered with scratches and blood stains. It's an eyesore.

Zhongyuan Zhong also used alcohol to disinfect the wound in silence, applied medicine, picked up a snow-white bandage and wrapped it around it.

Although Ma Qi is good at healing, but many times the two of them will not go out on missions together.

Nakahara Chuya's ability to bandage wounds was developed when he was a sheep. Even after joining the Port Mafia, there were still a few brothers who joined him in the team at the beginning and followed Ozaki Koba's men, and needed him to help bandage the wounds from time to time.

It's a pity that in the end, the people who needed his help to bandage the wounds were gone.

He hasn't done anything like this in years.

The purple eyes blinked lightly, Ma Qi sighed, crossed his hands and took off the sweater, revealing the wound on his body, "Zhongye, please help me apply the medicine. Very bad."

"Don't take off your clothes all of a sudden!" Zhong Yuan said in a panic as his hand holding the bandage shook, his face flushed red.

He didn't want to be distracted and think about going elsewhere at this time.

Whatever the reason, it's inappropriate.

"It's just medicine, Zhongye." The calf wrapped in a white and clean bandage lifted up and stepped on Zhongyuan Zhongye's leg. Ma Qi rested on the armrest of the sofa with one hand, holding his cheek.

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感谢在2020-12-0518:00:00~2020-12-1218:00:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

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