Yokohama Cadre Nakahara March

Although I have seen everything that should be seen, Zhong Yuan still feels shy.

The girl who is over the age and not yet fully mature has a lazy expression, with a charm that is completely different from usual.

She supported her chin with a graceful hand, pointing her fingertips at the side of her face. The charming purple gemstone cat eyes were half closed, and the eyelids drooped to look at Nakahara Chuya who was kneeling in front of her.

The silvery ring was strung on the snow-white skin by the silver chain, and the messy purple hair hung on the shoulders and chest.

Zhong Yuanzhong also swallowed his saliva, his cobalt blue eyes drooped, and he forced himself to turn his attention back to Ma Qi's wound.

The hand in the leather glove held the girl's calf and wrapped the bandage round and round.

The snow-white bandage covered the unsightly bloodstains little by little, and Zhong Yuanzhong also exhaled slowly.

Only then did he react.

He just seemed to be holding his breath unconsciously.

Ma Qi is injured, do you still want to think about it, Zhongya Zhongyuan?

Looking at Nakahara Nakaya, he was ashamed and did not dare to look up at her, his magnificent purple eyes flashed slightly, his legs that had just been tied up with a bow broke away from Nakahara Nakaya's hand, stepped on the boy's chest, and pushed him away A little bit.

"? Maggie?" Zhongyuan Zhong also raised a pair of cobalt blue eyes in doubt.

Feeling his lover's petite foot stepping up, the movement is not heavy but obvious, Zhongyuan Zhong also didn't understand, so he straightened his back.

"Chuya, don't you want to hug me?" Ma Qi said coldly and plainly, like a bomb, which made Zhongyuan Zhongye's mind buzzing.

Zhong Yuan's face turned red, and he stammered, "You, you are injured now."

The cobalt blue eyes do not know where to fall.

Originally, when Ma Qi didn't say anything, he could forcefully control himself from thinking wildly.

The tip of the nose seems to smell the familiar gardenia fragrance on the lover's body, the snow-white skin is in front of my eyes, and the cold and lazy face is full of endless invitations.

It seems like they haven't done it on the couch yet?

And floor-to-ceiling windows?

Although Zhong Yuanzhong has always acted as a straight man, the kind of straight man who is innocent and straight.

But in fact, the first time, he checked on the Internet how to do it.

Not only surfing the Internet, he also quietly asked his subordinates who were stricter.

The subordinate nodded calmly, which made Zhongyuan Zhong also think that he didn't understand, and originally planned to go back to look for it by himself at night.

Unexpectedly, the next day he took five or six magazines to Chuya Zhongyuan, "They are all classics, my subordinate's treasures, I hope they can help Mr. Zhongyuan."

Zhong Yuanzhong also took it in a little surprise, let his subordinates go out, and quietly nestled in the office by himself.

Then he gasped in shock, not realizing that he was speaking so harshly.

There are all kinds of uniforms, role-playing, and tentacles.

Zhong Yuan also looked indescribably, and raised his head to look in the direction of the door.

He felt that his subordinates seemed to have misunderstood something.

He's just hinting to him that there's nothing beginners should look at.

Instead of this kind, how about old couples looking for fresh Play?

It's too much for the first time, isn't it too much?

Although Zhong Yuanzhong took a few glances and put it aside, he had to say.

What his subordinates brought him is indeed a classic, and his dreams at night are all the content he has read.

The stimulation was so great that Nakahara also washed the underwear for several days.

Madge curiously leaned over to touch his black eyes, and asked softly, "Have you been working a lot lately, do you need me to share some?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also grabbed Ma Qi's hand and shook his head violently, "No, no, it's not a lot."

He coughed lowly, lowering his voice, "It's just that I haven't slept well recently, and I always dream."

"What did you dream about?" Marge blinked his purple cat eyes, his eyelashes fluttered as if they could wink into his heart.

Zhongyuan Zhong also turned his head away in embarrassment, raised his hand to cover his face, his ears turned red, "Forget, forget."

He was a little afraid to look at Ma Qi, as if he couldn't help but think of her suppressed and seductive panting in the dream.

Intuition told Ma Qi that Zhongyuan Zhong would not tell her why, she sighed, "Forget it, Zhong also remember to take a good rest, I will check tonight."

examine......

"Zhongye, you're disobedient again. Didn't you say you need to obey the doctor's orders?" The purple-haired girl in a nurse's uniform held a syringe in one hand, pressed his chest with the other and leaned on him, breathing heavily.

"Woo!" Zhongyuan Zhong also blushed, covered his mouth and nose, and hurriedly said goodbye to Ma Qi.

"?" Only the girl with a confused face was left standing there.

The little foot on the chest moved up and stepped on Zhongya Zhongye's shoulder, with a slightly hoarse and sweet tone, "Is Zhongye thinking of something bad?"

Unexpectedly, Ma Qi was a little annoyed that his lover would run away when he offered the invitation.

Are they really husband and wife?

It can't attract the Central Plains.

The cobalt blue eyes were closed hard, Zhong Yuanzhong also took a deep breath, turned his face away, "You still have injuries on your body."

Ma Qi withdrew his legs and curled up on the sofa with a slightly gloomy face, turned over and pouted secretly angrily.

Are you a wooden man who doesn't understand style?

"Ma Qi? Don't sleep here, you will catch a cold." Zhong Yuanzhong also bent down to see Ma Qi, coaxing in a low voice.

He turned over, revealing the bruises on his back, which were the scars from fighting Okura Yeko.

It wasn't obvious at first, but as time went by, it gradually turned into bruises and emerged.

Just now Zhongyuanzhong only saw the front, and didn't know that Ma Qi was also injured on the back.

Seeing that Ma Qi ignored him, Nakahara also sighed, took off the leather gloves and shook them in front of Ma Qi.

Lifting the flexible and white arm, he quickly snatched the leather glove from Nakahara Nakaya's hand, curled up on the sofa.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took out the medicated oil from the medicine box and poured it on the palm of his hand. With one hand, he lifted the purple hair scattered on his back to the girl's body, rubbed the medicated oil in the palm of his hand to warm it, and covered the girl's back with his palm.

When the hot palm touched the cool back, Ma Qi trembled slightly, bit her lower lip, and squeezed the glove in her hand tightly.

Spread the medicated oil evenly on the wound, and Zhong Yuanzhong also rubbed the bruise with a little force.

"Hmm." He hummed softly, unconsciously leaking from his mouth.

Madge couldn't help but rejoice that her hair blocked her face, and she didn't dare to think about her expression now.

"Pain?" Zhong Yuan asked cautiously.

Normally speaking, for fighters like them who are used to fighting, this slight pain should not be taken to heart.

But Ma Qi is different after all, and Zhong Yuan Zhong also hesitated to lighten the intensity.

"... Hurry up." Nakahara Chuya's strength, Ma Qi didn't know when he would get it, and urged in a hoarse voice.

Not painful, not itchy.

Rather, it was too comfortable, so she couldn't help crying out.

The hot palm was placed on the slightly cool back, bringing a comfortable feeling.

Hearing the meaning of Ma Qi's words, Zhong Yuanzhong also blushed and gave a low cough, and shifted the transfer force to the hideous spider tattoo on Ma Qi's back waist.

His finger landed on the mysterious figure 3 on the spider tattoo, and gently stroked, "This is the previous organization logo of you and Paknotan?"

Madge's fingertips gripping the leather glove were so hard that they turned white, she sat up abruptly and pushed Nakahara Nakaya away, picked up the sweater thrown on the sofa and put it on her body.

The head was lowered, the purple forehead blocked the delicate eyebrows and eyes, "...um."

Unexpectedly, Zhong Yuanzhong, who did not expect Ma Qi to react so strongly, was also stunned, and replied in a daze, "Oh."

He really didn't expect Ma Qi to be so excited. He didn't throw away the blue bracelet of the sheep before, but found a drawer to put it away.

Zhong Yuanzhong also thought that Ma Qi didn't mind being seen by him. After all, he turned off the lights when doing it before, and he didn't pay attention to this.

Actually not.

Ma Qi felt that if she didn't push Chuya Nakahara away, she would push him down.

"If you mind the tattoo, why don't you wash it off?" Zhong Yuanzhong also asked in a daze.

Madge was silent for a while, and explained in a low voice, "That's not a tattoo, but... a special ability."

So it won't fade and won't deform.

"Special ability?" Zhong Yuanzhong also raised his eyebrows curiously, his cobalt blue eyes fixed on Ma Qi.

"A sign to prevent betrayal within the brigade." Ma Qi felt himself recovering, and pulled the hair behind his ears behind his ears.

Zhongyuan Zhong also frowned, "Then who are you now?"

As far as he knew, apart from Paknotan who also joined the Port Mafia, Marge's companions also had Wojin who was far away in Europe, and two people who wandered outside and did not join any forces.

"The mark won't affect us, it just ensures that we can't hurt or betray each other." March straightened the trouser legs pushed up by Zhongya.

Zhong Yuanzhong also nodded with a vague understanding.

Seeing that Ma Qi got up to leave, he reached out and grabbed Ma Qi's wrist, "Whatever you want, I'll get it for you."

When you are injured, you should lie down and recuperate, and run around.

The purple cat's eyes blinked, and March said calmly, "I'm going to take a shower, my body is full of dust."

"Or is it that Zhong also plans to help me take a bath?" Zhong Yuan looked over with a half-smile, and Zhong Yuan immediately let go of his hand in embarrassment.

"Oh, oh." His face was so hot that it seemed that his ochre-haired hair was smoking.

Watching Ma Qi walk away, Zhong Yuan also fell weakly on the sofa and sighed deeply, "Did Ma Qi get angry just now?"

Nakahara Chuya, who was still a very straight man at some point, still didn't realize that he was not angry with his lover just now.

but shy.

"But I didn't say anything wrong?" He murmured to himself in a low voice.

Although Ma Qi wanted him to hug her, but looking at the bloodstains on the girl's fair skin, how could he let go.

Let's wait for her to rest.

The spirit suddenly relaxed, and Zhong Yuanzhong was also a little sleepy, thinking in a daze.

Where are the books you brought back last time?

It is necessary to find out as soon as possible, although Zhongyuan Zhong also transferred a large amount of money to the other party afterwards, treating it as money for buying books.

But just put it at home like this, I always feel that it will be turned out by Madge one day.

"Shouldn't it be so unlucky?" Talking to himself, the red-haired young man who was tired all day slowly fell asleep on the sofa.

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Be elegant and reserved!Be low-key, fresh and refined!

Also, do you know what Murphy's Law is, Chuya?