[Comprehensive Wenhao] My God Lord insists that he is an individual

Nakahara Nakaya stared intently at the boy in sailor suit in front of him, and the boy's words "Have you calmed down?" kept echoing in his ears.

He thought he was well-informed, but the idiot in front of him often played cards out of common sense, which always gave Zhongyuan Zhong a wonderful experience of "it can still be like this".

"You...you bastard..."

Wearing women's clothes, standing defenseless in front of a man, are you so confident in his concentration?

The emotion was extremely complicated, and Mr. Mafia, who didn't know what to say, couldn't help pressing his forehead and laughing like a sigh.

There was an indescribable meaning in the man's almost sighing voice, which successfully made a certain black-haired boy blush slightly.

What kind of sound is this?

If I insist on describing it, it is probably the infinite compromise and indulgence of "there is always a person in the world who makes you feel that no matter what you do, you can't do anything about him".

With an unstoppable smile on his lips, Nakahara Chuya stretched out his hand to embrace Zhu Li in front of him, and took the initiative to shorten the distance by one step: "What are you talking about, and solve it in a manly way."

"Then what are you going to do if I say I haven't calmed down?"

The red-haired young man prolonged his voice slowly. He rested his head on his hands, looked sideways at the young man, and waited for the other party's reaction.

He is a mafia, he is afraid of scaring away his prey, so he puts away his fangs and claws. It is one thing to be patient, but it is another thing for the prey to come to his door stupidly.

Zhongyuan Zhong also locked Zhu Li's erratic gaze with his eyes, and gently scraped the white skin exposed between the boy's hair and the neck ring with his fingers.

When Zhu Li didn't realize it, he was already enclosed in the domain of Mr. Mafia.

Zhu Li was not shocked by Zhongyuan Zhongye's "not calming down", but nodded as if he was prepared and said, "I think so, Zhongye-chan is not such a generous person."

Zhong Yuan also choked up: "..."

Shenshang Zhuli ignored the lover who was suddenly heartbroken, and continued to speak: "But I also have a trump card here, Chuya-chan!"

killer feature?Is it just you idiot?

Zhongyuan Zhong also narrowed his eyes, pressed his forehead against the young man's forehead, and said with a provocative smile: "Oh? Now that we're talking about this, I'll see for myself."

Have you seen it, and have a look? ?

Be, be looked down upon!He was looked down upon as a brat who only speaks harsh words!

Damn, if that's the case,

Even if he bet on his masculine dignity, Chuya-chan must admit defeat!

Gradually forgetting the theme, Zhu Li clenched his fists, and his back was full of fighting spirit, "Don't underestimate me, Chuya-chan, I'm very good at it!"

It was Nakahara Chuya's caring eyes for the mentally handicapped that answered the god Zhu Li.

Zhu Li hissed and fell backward in anger.

The black-haired boy who was hit with anger looked around, and when he saw the red wine on the bar, his eyes lit up.

A picture jumped out of memory.

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He remembered... At that time, Uncle Ibaraki seemed to be doing this...

The boy in the pure sailor suit smiled at the red-haired youth, and then, under the gaze of the other party's raised eyebrows, raised his hand to hold Chuya's shoulder, with a heroic aura that swept away thousands of troops——

... straddling the young man's lap.

Zhongya Zhongyuan: "?!"

The warm and elastic touch on his leg made Nakahara Nakaya stunned for a moment, and before he recovered, he heard the young man say calmly in his ear,

"Zhongye-chan, help me."

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't think too much, and subconsciously reached out to help fix the person in his arms, but the tentacles turned out to be a piece of delicate and firm skin.

"..."

Zhongyuan Zhong also lowered his head, because of his posture, Zhu Li only moved up to a dangerous height on the skirt of his thigh, and his palm just rested on the boy's exposed thigh.

That's not even exciting.

Zhu Li, who successfully imitated the god, sat on Nakahara Chuya's lap, reached out to grab the wine glass resting on the bar, and sipped the red wine with lowered eyes.

The next moment, the young man raised his eyelashes, his ruby-colored eyes were filled with the aroma of wine, and when the red-haired young man looked over, he slightly bent his eyes and smiled like a crescent moon in the night sky.

Nakahara Chuya suffocated.

In the beating heartbeat, this crescent moon kept approaching him.

With a pair of arms wrapped around his neck, Zhong Yuanzhong also lowered his head, and then a kiss fell on his lips.

The soft tongue with aroma jerky opened the man's teeth, and poured the mellow red wine into the man's mouth.

However, due to the clumsiness of the operator, not much of the expensive wine was swallowed, but more of it overflowed from between their lips, slipped down the boy's upturned neck, and disappeared into the depths of his collar.

A real liveliness.

Central Plains Zhongye's eyes dimmed.

Heh heh, you know how powerful God is.

The black-haired boy looked at the shocked young man who was at his mercy (not at all), and smiled triumphantly.

Unaware of the imminent danger.

Seeing that he had achieved his goal, Zhu Li was about to withdraw his arm and retreat, but a force pressed against the back of his head, making him stick it back again.

"Chuya-chan...?" Shenshang Zhuli opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"No, just run away like this."

Mr. Zhongyuan, who was so good-tempered that he let Zhu Lishi do whatever he wanted, smiled slightly, tearing off the harmless disguise, revealing the predatory nature of the mafia.

Zhu Li: "...wait..."

Finally realizing that something was wrong, before Godshang Zhuli had time to speak, he felt the tip of his tongue being forcefully held by the young man, followed by a counterattack and plunder like a torrential rain.

Every tooth has been licked, and even the base of the tongue has been sucked sour.

This kiss was more intense than any in the past, Shenshang Zhuli almost collapsed in the young man's arms, powerless to resist.

As if taking care of the teenager, the mafia backs away slightly when the lover is about to be out of breath, leaving a chance to breathe.

However, this opportunity is also extremely stingy.

The intertwined lips and tongue were only separated for a short moment, and then rolled up again, making an ambiguous stirring sound.

"Enough, enough... Chuya-chan..."

While taking a breath, Zhu Li grabbed the young man's hair and begged for mercy in a low voice. His cheeks were flushed, and even the corners of his eyes were slightly red. He looked like a young man who was bullied by Deng Tuzi.

Zhongyuan Zhong also let Zhu Li go as promised, and a cherished kiss fell on the boy's eyes, taking advantage of the opportunity to sweep away the physiological tears overflowing from the corners of his eyes.

The hand of the red-haired young man rested lightly on the back of Zhu Li's waist.

The black-haired boy seemed to feel something, his waist stiffened, and he didn't dare to move at all.

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't intend to bully anyone anymore, he was about to withdraw his hand, but found that his palm was being held down.

The red-haired youth lowered his head unexpectedly: "Are you not afraid?"

"I... My God's family has not known how to write when I am afraid of words."

Zhu Li blushed rarely, met the eyes of Shang Zhongyuan Chuya, and was not afraid of the provocation of death: "Or, Chuya-chan can't do it?"

...Well, what did that sentence say, although, you are so stubborn, young man, you are really going to die.

Sure enough, Mr. Mafia, who was planning to let people go, grinned with a dangerous smile.

He gently stroked the skin of the boy's lower back with his fingers, and said pointedly, "Tomorrow is Sunday, and we have eight hours to prove whether I can do it."

Shenshang Zhuli's scalp tingled, and he paid a heavy price for his hair.

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On the other side, in the shrine far away in the suburbs

The orange cat spirit with three eyes stared at the phone with a black face. Zhu Li sent back the message "I'm not going home tonight, I want to learn from Uncle Ibaraki to coax Chuya-chan", and I felt an indescribable heart attack.

The three eyes stared fiercely at the words "Uncle Xue Ibaraki" and gritted his teeth for a long time, then turned his head with a dark face, and looked at the white-haired monster who was rarely sober and came out for a walk.

"Master Ibaraki... What does the witch mean by coaxing people like you?"

The big white-haired demon lowered his head in thought, suddenly let out an "ah", turned his face away silently and did not speak.

"Ahh! Ibaraki-sama, you have to say something!! What do you mean by silence!!"

"Why did you suddenly make such a remorseful expression?? Ah? Ah? Don't pretend to be asleep!"

"Hey---!"

In the silent Rage God Shrine, the scream of a meow resounded in the sky for a long, long time.

little-known theater

One day, Osamu Dazai, who secretly sent a photo to the dark dwarf, received a reply email.

The kite-eyed youth accidentally turned on the phone and took a look.

Immediately, he showed an expression of "floating in the air like a mackerel",

Osamu Dazai: "Ah! Disgusting! It's so disgusting! Damn it, it's just a slug... I don't envy it at all!"

At the bottom of the email marked with several photos of "your head is so green", there is only one emoji reply.

Slug: :-D

The smell of mocking dog food came to his face.

Osamu Dazai was overwhelmed by dog ​​food and was at a loss.

The author has something to say:

Hush!Hush!I didn't write anything

Just a kiss, right, ahem.

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Known clues:

To prove that I am good at

The godly young man was indomitable, and the A who swept away the army went up

Then, Nakahara also smiled with satisfaction

Well, very satisfied

Ibaraki Daiyokai as a role model

Silently showing remorse

seems to empathize