Yokohama Cadre Nakahara March

At this moment, there was a strange silence in the carriage. Ma Qi glanced quietly, sitting beside Nakahara Nakaya, who was sitting next to him with an angry chest, his cobalt blue eyes were slightly closed, and the cat ears protruding from the ocher hair trembled with anger. , the cat's tail flicked slightly.

The Siamese cat curled up in Maggie's arms tilted its head, its small black ears pressed against the cool skin on the girl's neck, and trembled slightly, the black pupils in the sapphire blue cat's eyes stared round, cute and cute The kitten's face was facing Chuya Zhongyuan.

The feeling of being quietly watched is a bit too annoying for the always vigilant Nakahara Chuya.

The slender cat's tail patted the cushion impatiently, and Nakahara Zhong also frowned, with a forbearing expression on his face.

"Chuya, is it the tail?" Ma Qi looked at the frowning and restless Nakahara Chuya, and hesitantly looked at the cat's tail protruding from his belt.

Zhongyuan Zhong also's face froze, and it took a long time before he replied sullenly, "The pants are a bit tight."

The purple cat's eyes moved down to the brown-haired boy's trousers. Logically speaking, the tail should be near the tailbone, that is to say - it is indeed an awkward position.

"Do you want to make a hole to expose the tail?" Marche paused and peeked at the gloomy handsome face.

The cobalt blue eyes glared at Ma Qi, and Zhong Yuan gritted his teeth and squeezed it out of his mouth, "No, go back and change your clothes."

Although Ma Qi didn't think that Nakahara Nakata went back to change clothes to solve the small problem of the cat's tail, but she still decided to lower the window wisely and let the mafia subordinates who had been waiting outside come in and drive.

"Go back, let's go back to the dormitory first, send Chuya back, and then go to the headquarters to report to the leader."

Ma Qi hugged the Siamese cat and smoothed its fur, his eyes drooping slightly.

There are a lot of things I want to say, but now it seems that Zhong Yuanzhong is probably not in the mood to listen, and the current situation is not suitable.

The girl holding the cat was fascinated by the scenery passing by the car window. She peeked at the other party with cobalt blue eyes, and then immediately retracted. The black cat's tail patted a few times irritably.

At this moment, pretending to be in the Central Plains with his eyes closed and resting his mind, his heart is also in a state of irritability, not only because of the incomplete removal of the ability, but also because of Ma Qi's attitude at the moment.

He obviously didn't say that when facing the cat.

Why did he become dumb after he transformed back?

It made him look like a fool who was so entangled before.

...Shouldn't it be just talking casually?

Just thinking of this possibility, those black cat ears can't help but lower down, exuding a strong low air pressure all over the body, the mafia sitting in front of the car feels that his heart is about to stop, now he can only drive back to the port as soon as possible Mafia, get rid of the two bosses who are at odds as soon as possible.

After arriving at the destination, Nakahara Zhongya opened his eyes irritably, opened the car door, and was about to get up to go out when he suddenly felt his coat hem being pulled.

Looking back, two pairs of beautiful cat eyes looked at Zhongya Nakahara.

The ocher-haired boy paused for breath, and lowered a pair of cobalt blue eyes to look at Ma Qi, with imperceptible expectations in his expression.

"Let's give Chacha to Zhongye and take it back first, and pick it up later." March said.

The handsome and flamboyant young man froze, and directly lifted the back of the Siamese cat that was leaning on Ma Qi, and said in a low voice, "Got it."

As soon as the Siamese cat was taken away, it immediately meowed loudly, and its watery sapphire blue eyes looked at Ma Qi pitifully.

Zhong Yuanzhong also snorted coldly, turned around and left with the cat in his hand, his hem swinging out in a great arc.

Until the car restarted, Ma Qi was still thinking, what did Nakahara just want her to say?

You don't really expect her to follow and make a hole in his pants, do you?

... With Chuya Zhongye's personality, she wouldn't be able to do that. If she really dared to do this, the other party would definitely blow up.

It is not difficult to report to the leader Mori Ou, and Ma Qi should make up all the work reports that need to be completed during the period.

Only Zhongyuan Zhong hadn't shown up at the headquarters for several days, probably because he was still struggling with his little furry problem.

Chacha has already received it from Zhongye, Zhongyuan, but when it was given to the cat, the other party half-closed the door and stretched out a hand to hand the cat out, because it was held by the back of the neck, and the whole cat rolled into a ball of Chacha , and meowed a few times at Madge coquettishly.

After that, Zhongyuan Zhong immediately closed the door.

Since he had just returned to Yokohama, Ma Qi had indeed accumulated a lot of things in his hands, and he had been dealing with documents since then, so he didn't find time to find Chuya Nakahara.

"Then what is Maqi thinking now?" Pai Kenotan, who was sitting on the sofa with a demure and gentle expression, asked softly.

With a little tiptoe, the swivel chair started to turn around, and Madge retracted his legs, hugged his knees and looked up at the ceiling.

It wasn't until the swivel chair slowly stopped that she raised her eyes lazily, "What can I think, isn't Chuya not wanting to see everyone now?"

Siamese cat Chacha softened into a puddle under Paknotan's gentle touch, slid down like running water, and kept rubbing against Paknotan's wrist lovingly, "Meow~"

"I don't know whether Mr. Zhongyuan wants to see you, but I think if it's Maggie who said he wants to see him, he shouldn't refuse."

What Paknotan said immediately made Ma Qi's purple cat eyes widen, and he blinked twice blankly, and the whole person slid down like a chacha, with his head resting on the armrest, his legs hanging on the back of the chair and On the armrest, the whole person was in a dangerous and awkward posture that was about to fall off, looking at Paknotan with his head tilted.

"...Is that so?"

Paknotan couldn't help smiling when he met Ma Qi who was squirming on the swivel chair like a cat, "Mr. Zhongyuan's character, Ma Qi should know better than me."

The whole person slid down again, and the purple head with the high ponytail had already protruded out of the range of the swivel chair cushion, hanging in the air, and the fine purple bangs fell down, revealing a clean forehead, and the bunched purple hair snaked coiled on the carpeted floor.

Ma Qi, who folded his hands on his stomach, looked at Paknotan backwards, "It seems that if I insist on getting in, Zhong will let me in."

Figured it out, Madge turned over and stood firmly on the spot, picked up the suit jacket hanging on the coat rack, and walked outside.

Paknotan looked down at Chacha and showed a slight smile.

No matter what kind of posture, the landing is always stable, which is also very similar to a cat.

The dormitory for boys and girls arranged by the port mafia is not far away.

The main reason is that there are really not many women who will join the mafia. Most of the low-level civil servants, the port mafia will not arrange dormitories for them. Those who can be allocated dormitories must be at least at the middle level.

The port mafia's high salaries and high benefits come with high risks. If it is just an ordinary civilian employee, the treatment they receive is the same as that of someone who often has to go out to work and do dangerous tasks. It is impossible to convince the public.

The dormitory of Chuya Zhongyuan is just a few floors above the floors of Maqi and Paknotan, and it can be reached quickly by elevator.

When he reached the door plate of Zhongyuan, Ma Qi hesitated and knocked lightly on the door.

"...Who?" An indistinct voice came through the door.

"It's me, Maggie." The soft and sweet voice paused, and then continued, "Can you let me in?"

There was a crackling sound from inside the door, and Zhong Yuanzhong also panicked, "...wait a minute!"

After a while, Zhong Yuanzhong who opened the door was also wearing loose short sleeves and shorts, and a black choker around his neck. The cat's tail flicked behind him. The brown-haired boy touched the back of his neck helplessly, "Come in Bar."

Taking a step back to make room, Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the black, short kimono and long coat on Maqi's body. A girl who was a head shorter than him just passed by him, bringing a ray of fragrance.

Immediately regretted why he was dressed so casually at home, compared to the neatly dressed Ma Qi.

... Embarrassing, feeling like I don't know where to put my hands and feet.

Although he is a boy, Nakahara Chuya's room is unexpectedly clean and monotonous, just like when he first moved in. Only a specially placed wine cabinet can tell his preferences.

"...for the work in Europe, I have reported to the leader for you."

Hearing Ma Qi's words, Zhongyuan Zhongye's hands that made tea paused. The tea was a gift from his subordinates before. Because he felt troublesome, he kept it still. This time he thought of Ma Qi coming from the cabinet. Turned out.

"Understood," Zhong Yuan was also silent for a while.

When he put the teacup in front of Ma Qi, he still couldn't help it, and asked in a hoarse voice, "Do you have something to say to me?"

The purple cat's eyes blinked twice, looked at him with a little surprise, and thought for a while, "Well, I just wanted to ask, do you need me to help you solve the problem on the pants?"

His eyes fell on Zhongyuan Zhongya's cat tail protruding from his trouser legs. Madge noticed it as soon as he came in. Zhongyuan Zhongya still didn't cut his pants. Although it was uncomfortable, he would rather choose to wear loose shorts than open them Hole.

Although Zhongyuanzhong has stayed in Leibo Street since he can remember, in fact he is quite picky about life, he likes expensive red wine, motorcycles or sports cars, but if the conditions are not good, he can give up these personal preferences .

He is a relatively easy-going person. Whether in Yangzhou or in the port mafia, he tries his best to do the best he can. After earning a high income, he never treats himself badly. He arranges for his favorite red wine and motorcycles.

At this point, Ma Qi actually enjoys life without the other party. She just instinctively has a feeling of wanting to hoard money, but Ma Qi has never thought about what to do with so much money.

"That's not it!" Zhong Yuan Zhong also roared angrily.

Looking at Ma Qi's puzzled eyes, her delicate face is still as expressionless as an iceberg. If Zhongyuan Zhong also knew Ma Qi for almost two years, it would not be so easy to see her true inner thoughts.

The ochre-haired boy grabbed the girl's slender white wrist, put one hand on the side of her head, and leaned closer, his cobalt blue eyes stared deeply at the pair of amethyst-like cat eyes, and said in a slightly aggrieved voice, "Didn't you want to Confess to me?"