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

Zhu Li, who threatened to ignore the "secret dignified face" and eat the keyboard in place, looked at Nakahara Chuya,

Nakahara Nakahara, who had a frighteningly ugly face, also stared at Zhu Li.

The two looked at each other, and the air was full of embarrassment.

Although I really want to pretend I didn't see it, turn around and leave, but...

The black-haired boy looked at the expressionless mafia lover for a while, scratched his head in place, and stepped forward to hold his lover's hand.

There is no him, just because his family's Chuya-chan showed an expression that was about to cry.

Of course, if there is a third person here, they will probably roar at the maximum decibel, making the "blind" witch take off the filter on her eyes!

About to cry?

who? !That PortMafia Gravitator? !

Do not make jokes!How thick is your filter, so that you can see that Nakahara Chuya's vicious expression that changed his face in the next second and sharked your whole family as "going to cry"?

Eyes are not needed, they can be donated to those in need!

"What happened? Chuya-chan, your face is ugly."

Zhu Li stepped forward with concern, just as his hand touched the back of Nakahara Chuya's hand, he was grabbed by the young man and wrapped into his palm.

The ocher-haired youth held the boy with great strength, almost to the point where Zhu Li frowned.

"Zhongye sauce?"

Zhong Yuanzhong didn't speak either, but put one hand on the back of Zhu Li's neck and pulled him into his arms.

Sensing that the young man's emotions were not right, Zhu Li wanted to look up into Chuya Nakahara's eyes, but the next second the back of his head was held down by the man's big hand.

His collar was pulled open, and cold fingertips poked in, caressing the collar around his neck.

The boy imprisoned in his arms couldn't raise his head, and could only judge his lover's state by the sound of his heavy breathing above his head and the drumming heartbeat in his chest.

Shenshang Zhuli's mood at this time was extremely complicated.

Of course, it wasn't that his lover was "acting like a baby" at him, which made him unhappy. Rather, he had never felt Zhongye-chan's acting like a baby after puberty, and today he had a surprise harvest...

I have to say, don't be more surprised, okay?

The black-haired boy raised his free hand, and gently patted Nakahara Chuya on the back, his face full of satisfaction.

Well... Although at this time, if Zhu Li could raise his head and take a look at Mr. Chuya Nakahara, he probably wouldn't think so.

After losing his habitual calm, Zhongya Zhongya's cobalt blue eyes were gloomy and terrifying, carrying a sharp warning that the treasure was being coveted, but he couldn't find the target for the time being

The gravity user could only temporarily suppress the black flame of anger, like a restless beast, growling and pacing around the territory.

Since Zhu Li began to describe the dream, Zhong Yuanzhong also stood outside the main hall.

High altitude, black hole.

As soon as these keywords were exported, Zhong Yuanzhong immediately remembered the dream that was almost foreshadowed.

——[Gods don't dream useless dreams]

Ibaraki Doji's assertion was like a hammer, hitting hard on the alarm bell in Nakahara Chuya's mind.

The gaze of the red-haired young man was like a sword, pointing directly at the divine tablet in the main hall.

If this is a warning, what are you trying to tell me?Huang Ba vomits.

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"Pfft ha ha ha ha ha, it turned out to be frightened by a nightmare, Zhong Ye-chan, you are so cute ha ha ha ha!"

In the backyard of the shrine, Zhu Li, who thought he knew the whole story, slapped the table and laughed arrogantly, without any intention of paying attention to a man with a throbbing forehead across the way.

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a deep breath and told himself, don't get angry, don't get angry, the lover he chooses, even if he is kneeling...

However, Mr. Mafia's self-persuasion was soon shattered to pieces under the bolder operation of the black-haired boy.

"Yoxi, yoxi, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, touch your head and don't worry ~ hahahahahaha!"

Zhu Li, who was sitting cross-legged by the coffee table, straightened his upper body, leaned forward across the table, stretched out one paw, and stroked the head of the gravity dog ​​back and forth like patting a cat.

Zhongyuan Zhongye: "..."

It can be seen that tolerance does not bring good results, but it will also encourage the arrogance of a fool, making him spread his wings and dance against the wind on your bottom line.

"Oh——since you said that, it's better, better, comfort me."

Zhongyuan Zhongyuan, whose hair was rubbed into a chicken coop, smiled instead of anger. He elongated his voice, and every word revealed the danger of the storm.

"?!"

Zhu Li, who was laughing too smugly, felt his back go cold, and quickly withdrew his hands to hide, but it was a pity that he was still a step too late.

The brown-haired man stretched out his long arms, and successfully stopped the boy's waist, which he wanted to hide behind.

"Wait……"

Before Shenshang Zhuli could speak, he felt his eyes turn, and the next second he just flew into the air, just like this, he was caught in the belt and passed the table, and fell into the arms of the man opposite!

God Zhu Li:? ? ?

Who am I and where am I?How is Newton?Why is there such an operation in the world!

After being led by her boyfriend and experiencing the unscientific arm strength and physique of a martial arts ceiling in all directions, Shenshang Zhuli looked confused and felt that the world was not real anymore.

But obviously, now is not the time to sigh.

The young man who laughed at his lover who was finally caught sat stiffly in the man's arms, sweating frantically on his back.

"Touch your head and don't worry, huh?"

The ambiguous breath rubbed against the hairline and fell, and the voice rang in the ears. The slender knuckles belonging to the adult male were pressed against the young man's wrist, and they were tapped lightly, full of hints.

Shenshang Zhuli stuck his neck, like a rusty robot, he tilted his head back and met Zhong Yuanzhong's dark eyes.

Zhu Li said dryly: "That, that... Chuya-chan..."

"kindness?"

"I..." The black-haired boy groaned for a long time, and finally choked out a beg for mercy: "I...my back hurts."

Well, my back hurts, so I refuse to exercise for two people.

Shenshang Zhuli blinked her crystal red pupils, looked at people with eyes like a poor puppy, praying silently.

As the saying goes, if you don't recruit old people, you just need to be useful.

However, the skill that was 100% effective as long as this trick was used in the past seemed to have lost its effect this time.

Mr. Mafia was unmoved by the dog eyes staring at him, but instead showed a smile that is not a devil after all,

"What are you talking about? If you touch it, you'll be fine if you have hands."

God Zhu Li: ...

No, Chuya-chan... What's wrong with you, Chuya-chan!

You were not like this before!Have you awakened some strange attributes!

Well, so our god boy is still too young to underestimate the adult male who has opened the mechanism, but he will suffer a big loss.

In the end, Zhong Yuan, who was stroked so well, lowered his head in a good mood, and nibbled the boy's cheek as if rewarding him.

Shenshang Zhuli looked at the man wiping his hands with dead fish eyes, felt the sore wrist that was not like his own, and was angry from the heart, and the evil turned to the gallbladder——

One raised his paw, and pressed his wiped hand on the handsome face made by gravity.

Zhu Lili was expressionless: "Then, Zhongye-chan, what dream did you have?"

The red-haired young man who was asked about it narrowed his eyes.

The black-haired boy noticed that the other party seemed to be about to say something, but it seemed as if he was about to say it——

Zhong Yuanzhong also took Zhu Li's hand from his face and squeezed it into his palm.He smiled and kissed the corner of the boy's mouth, as if the shock and anger that flashed a few seconds ago did not exist,

"It's nothing, just a dull dream."

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Not irrelevant at all!

Chuya Nakahara, who left the shrine, gritted his teeth and strode into the Kokuro building.

The gravitational gravitas on the face made the momentum so low that it was scary, and there was no anger or impatience, but it made the Hong Kong and black members along the way shiver, and even forgot to salute.

He could only stand stiffly in place with a pale face, and waited until Zhongyuan Zhongye's figure walked a long way away, he panted against the wall as if he had escaped catastrophe, his face was covered with sweat.

"This, is this the aura of the five major cadres? It's terrible."

"It's rare to see a Central Plains cadre like this... Did you receive some incredible task?"

The members of Hong Kong and Hei, who had recovered, looked at each other in blank dismay.

Zhongyuan Zhongya walked into the Hong Kong-Black Communication Room without saying a word, and closed the door of the communication room under the respectful eyes of the guards.

His destination was very clear, he went straight to the historical documents in the electronic data room.

In the computer room filled with electronic blue light, the red-haired young man stood in front of the mainframe, and a large number of information items flashed past his eyes like flowing water, and quickly disappeared in the next second.

Outsiders' impression of Hong Kong and Heilongjiang's communication storage room is probably a simple information repository.

But only the five cadres and leaders know that this area is not simple, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is the second brain of Hong Kong and black.

Gang Hei, which is rooted in Yokohama, has an age and influence beyond the imagination of ordinary people.But it is a pity that even the oldest citizens can only recall the bloody hell dominated by the previous leader.

Little do they know that long ago, the first generation of Hong Kong and Black has been annihilated in the long river of history along with the passing members of generations.

——Only this communication storage room.

Faithfully preserved all the information collected from the first generation to the present.

Those words that are outdated or exaggerated like myths are just lying in the corner in such a low-key and quiet manner, forgotten, waiting patiently for one day to be searched again.

It just so happened that Zhongyuan Zhongye, as one of the five cadres, had sufficient access rights.

If there is a second informed member in the reference room at this time, you will probably be surprised to find that,

The Central Plains cadre with high prestige and popularity in the organization, this gloomy appearance that does not show any emotion is surprisingly similar to his old partner in the past, Osamu Dazai, one of the two blacks.

But only Chuya Nakahara himself knows that he has no extra mental energy for expression management.

——When people encounter sudden changes beyond the scope of cognition, they lose the power to express their emotions, because all their strength is used to suppress their inner emotions,

As for the management on the surface, there was only a seemingly calm indifference left.

【—"Chuya-chan, what did you dream about?"】

【——"It's nothing, it's just the matter of lack of light."】

The conversation with Zhuli the God in the morning is still replaying in his mind, which seems to be commonplace, but if we start from Nakahara Chuya's vision, we will find that it is not the case.

He couldn't say it.

To be precise, Zhong Yuan also discovered that he could not tell the second person the content of the dream the night before.

Words cannot be written, and brushes cannot be rendered.

It was as if there was a higher level of power suppressing him and keeping him silent about everything in the dream.

The ocher-haired cadre clenched his fist in his pocket.

Gods do not dream useless dreams.

So, is this the reason why Huang Ba Tu used dreams?

The author has something to say:

Known clues:

Except for those shikigami of the god boy

Mr. Chuya Nakahara

Unfortunately, it's also the kind that hides from lovers

Types of Puzzle Solving in Private

Well, it seems that Shuri's Kagura bell

It's a deal

But before that

Eat other things first, hee hee

Then the question comes

Mr. Chuya Nakahara to the information room with a long history

What are you looking for?

PS. The setting of the second brain in the Hong Kong-Black communication storage room was written by my generation. It serves the plot, don’t worry about it

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PS.

Wen Ye Hao Dog Wang is finally updated!

Have you watched the little angels?

Ahhhhh!The Q version of all staff is simply too cute!blow up!

Especially the Chihuahua Zhongye, the Q version Zhongye, hehe, I didn’t watch it for a long time, so I just pulled the progress bar back and forth 10

Just over and over!

感谢在2021-01-1720:54:45~2021-01-1818:38:01期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: 1 piece of fragrant lily and green plum cooking wine;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!