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

([-]) Birthday gift·Second Fan

In early spring and April, it is the season of cherry blossoms. The pink and white flowers ride the south wind all the way from Kyushu to the north, and finally bloom in the Kanto region.

However, the Aragami Shrine, which is far away from the human habitation, has already fallen to the ground one step ahead.

I don't know how the main house here planted it. The white early cherry and the pink peach tree are scattered in a patchwork, closely next to each other. Is it cherry or peach.

There are fallen flowers in the shrine, which are covered with backyard corridors.

This was supposed to be a quiet and elegant place to enjoy flowers... Well, originally.

A loud laugh that could be called a noise burst through the air, breaking the quiet backyard of the shrine.

"Hahahahahaha, so you actually sent that what... Eurasia?"

On the long corridor at the back, a young man with fox ears on his head was slapping his thighs and laughing indistinctly, his voice was so loud that it could shake the cherry blossom petals above his head.

Zhu Li looked down at the petals that fell into the teacup like it was raining, held back the twitching corners of his eyes, and seriously corrected,

"It's the Prinz Eugen."

"That is a 1:1 restoration of the miracle of the heavy ship, the third ship of the Admiral Hipper-class heavy cruiser!"

"Yes, yes, Fancy Hustle."

The demon fox, who was a little tired from laughing, straightened up, rubbed the sore cheek muscles, wiped away the teardrops from the corners of his eyes with a finger with sharp nails,

"Ah, it's been a long time since I fell into a deep sleep, I haven't been so happy. As expected of you, Zhu Li... Poof."

The fox-eared young man who never lacked "destined people" looked at Zhu Li, and let out an arrogant voice like an old fritter mocking Xiaobai in love.

God Zhu Li: "..."

Arrogant, really too arrogant.

The veins on Zhu Li's forehead twitched, and his eyes fell on the snickering fox.

What's the use of keeping fur for this kind of monster who can't give constructive advice and can only laugh at it?

Well, simply shave bald.

Goddess Miko put down the teacup in her hand and stood up, turned around and walked up to the snickering fox with no expression on her face, her gaze fell lightly on the fox's slick tail as if it had substance.

"kindness?"

The demon fox noticed that the light falling from the gap between the branches dimmed, and when he looked up, he saw a black-haired boy standing in front of him, staring at his tail thoughtfully, with his right hand in a gesture like scissors.

"Why don't you keep laughing, you furry demon, fox, uncle, uncle?"

Zhu Li looked at Yaohu with a smile, and gently pinched his index finger and middle finger between them.

Click.

The demon fox's face turned green, and his tail followed suit very cooperatively.

Under the kind eyes of the black-haired witch, the handsome demon fox straightened his face in a very sensible manner, and hid the big fox's tail behind him with a sense of danger.

"Haha, hahaha, what, Xiaosheng thought about it carefully, and the model is also very good, very modern..."

"Oh, really?" Zhu Li compared the scissorhands with a blank expression.

"When, of course!"

The demon fox nodded frantically, afraid that a pair of scissors would fall on her perfectly maintained tail.

"Cough, that is, in terms of birthday gifts, please allow Xiaosheng to make a slightly mundane suggestion. Xiaosheng can guarantee that as long as the person is a man, he will be satisfied!"

"Really?" Julie asked suspiciously.

"I swear by the thousands of years of experience in Xiaosheng!" The demon fox boss who is a destined person every day pats his chest and promises.

The black-haired boy stared at Yaohu suspiciously for a moment, then finally put down the threatening gesture, sat down again, and put on an expression of listening to the class seriously.

"Just leave it to Xiaosheng!"

With a swipe, the demon fox youth opened the fan he took out from nowhere, covered his mouth, and whispered so-and-so, so-and-so in the black-haired boy's ear.

Zhu Li, who listened attentively to the class, opened his eyes wider and wider, and the expression on his face was finally fixed on the winning expression of "I have learned it, and I will go to line up with Zhongya-chan".

Above the heads of one monster and one person, the lush cherry and peach trees curled up their branches, and it was hard to listen to it.

*******

On November 4th.

Zhongyuan Zhong also rarely received a message from his lover urging him to go home. Although he didn't know the reason (yes, one of the most dedicated cadres in the port completely forgot his birthday), Zhongyuan Zhongye still wiped out the enemy.

However, when he rushed back to Hong Kong and returned to Mori Ogai, it was getting late.

Leaving his subordinates behind, Mr. Cadre, who came back alone, got out of the car and rushed to the chief's office on the top floor. As he walked, the black coat draped over his shoulders raised a high arc in the wind.

"Slow down, Chuya."

Unexpectedly, on the way, Naka was stopped by Koyo Ozaki.

"... Miss Hongye?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also stopped in his tracks, and looked at the woman who called out to stop him, "What's the matter...is it because the leader is inconvenient to meet now?"

"No, that doesn't matter."

Koyo Ozaki hesitantly denied the possibility of a crumb leader working seriously, "If it's a mission return, just explain it tomorrow."

"Chuya, go back to your office immediately."

Hearing Koyo Ozaki's rare solemn tone, Nakahara Chuya's expression turned serious, and he said in a deep voice, "Is it an urgent mission?"

"Do not."

"It's better to say...it's a task that can't be waited for."

Koyo Ozaki narrowed her eyes, as if thinking of something, the Mingyan officer who knew the inside story raised her sleeves to cover the narrow smile on the corner of her mouth.

—A task that cannot be waited for?

Zhong Yuan Zhong also hurried back to the Hong Kong and Hei cadre building full of doubts. On the way, the young man took out his mobile phone and looked at Zhu Li's "come back soon" message apologetically.

The fingers wrapped in black gloves tapped and deleted, deleted and changed under the dialog box, he didn't even notice that the building that belonged to him had been emptied of people at some point.

Quietly, the subordinates in black suits who have always won the role of model worker bosses seem to have left work on time collectively.

After editing and editing back and forth for a long time, Zhong Yuanzhong, who finally edited the message, also pressed the send button, staring at the screen without raising his head.

In the next second, the familiar cry of a kitten rang in his ears.

Zhong Yuan was also taken aback, subconsciously glanced at the screen, and found that he had not received any new news.

If I remember correctly, Zhu Li said that this is a ringtone specially set for him. If he didn't receive it, wouldn't it be——

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked in the direction of the meowing sound. After seeing the scenery in the room, the red-haired youth suddenly widened his eyes.

By the way, Mr. Cadre poked a hole in the phone screen with force.

******

There is nothing wrong with Chuya Nakahara's office.

As always, everything is in order, and the confidential documents are well locked where they should be, without any strange changes.

The only thing that can be called different is that there is an extra person on the sofa.

A familiar person whose name can be called even with eyes closed.

After seeing clearly the attire of the black-haired boy lying on the sofa, the ocher-haired cadre was startled immediately, with his thumb still in the screen, he hurriedly turned around, and quickly slammed the open door shut with a bang.

This is definitely the fastest time for Zhongya to close the door. Even the gravity ability was used - the door was violently smashed into the door frame, with such force that the whole room shook.

Probably woken up by the loud sound of closing the door, the black-haired boy who was sleeping on the sofa moved his shoulders, he subconsciously wanted to rub his eyes and get up,

But just as he raised his arm, he realized that his wrist was being tied with a ribbon, and his eyes were also covered by a black scarf.

Uh... so inconvenient.

Zhu Li blinked his eyes covered by the silk scarf, chose to turn his head sideways following the sound of the door closing, and turned to the direction of the visitor,

"Zhongye sauce?"

There was no sound in Zhongyuan, a pair of cobalt blue pupils stared at Zhu Li without blinking like a black beast hunting, and the sharp and penetrating blue eyes in the past were now dark to dark under the light of the room.

The black-haired boy on the sofa didn't notice anything.

He was leaning there in a holy red and white maiden costume, his usually tied ponytail was lowered and draped over his shoulders, his ruby-colored eyes were tied up by a black silk scarf, and he wore a black collar around his neck. The dark color made the boy's fair skin appear more and more, and he was surrounded by an indescribable meaning.

Miko is the holiness above the sky.

And when this white self-bound hands are sitting in front of him, the secular world will not think of the inviolable Gao Tian, ​​but will only think of the flowers covered with dew by the rain. They cherish it and want to bully it more deeply.

Dye pure white with brutal black.

Drag the Son of God of the altar into the swamp of the world of mortals.

This is the root of evil buried in the deepest part that cannot be eradicated even after thousands of years of human evolution, and no one can refuse it.

What's more, what is in front of me at this moment is still the lover I like.

It has to be said that, as expected of an old monster in Ping An Jing, Yaohu's trick is to thoroughly study the man's mind.

However, our god Zhu Li didn't know about this, so he put himself in front of the Mafia without any precautions, and even tied a bow symbolizing a gift around his wrist.

A certain black-haired boy was still thinking in his heart, would anyone really like this?

It's gimmicky and incomprehensible.

The long silence of Nakahara made Zhu Li a little uneasy, he lowered his head, wanting to tear off the black scarf covering his eyes to see the young man's expression.

The young man raised his bound wrist, touched the edge of the black scarf with his fingertips and was about to rub it down forcefully, but suddenly felt the back of his hand warm, and was held down by a force.

"I can understand that this is a gift?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also approached the boy, and left his left hand away from the boy's wrist, as if helping the boy maintain his balance, he pressed the opponent's lower back,

The other free hand was lifted up to support Zhu Li's side face, intentionally or unintentionally, he rubbed his thumb on Zhu Li's lips.

They were all seemingly inadvertent movements, but calmly restrained the boy in his arms.

"Hmmm... Chuya-chan prefers this kind of birthday gift when that guy Yaohu talks about it..."

A certain black-haired boy opened his mouth and complained without any sense of crisis, "Sure enough, Chuya-chan, you also find it strange, right?"

"The wrists and eyes are still tied, and it's a little uncomfortable. Just in time, Chuya-chan will help me untie it."

……

…………

"Chuya-chan, are you listening?"

I listened, but had no intention of following through.

Zhongyuan Zhong also leaned down, put his finger on the skirt of the boy's clothes, and poked it in confidently, "That guy named Yaohu is a good guy."

God Zhu Li: ...Huh?Enenen? ?

"So, Juri, I'm going."

The man's hoarse voice rang in his ears, and his heavy and patient snort fell on the boy's stripped skin, causing goosebumps.

Because the eyes are blocked and cannot see, it leads to more sensitivity to touch.

Whether it's on your face, your ears, your thighs, or...

"Wait a minute, Chuya-chan..."

Zhu Li took a sharp breath, and the touch was more intense than before, which made him want to escape a little bit unbearably, but he was suppressed mercilessly.

At this moment, Zhu Li finally realized——

He, like, did something stupid.

Or he sent it up by himself.

...Garbage demon fox, you wait!

The author has something to say:

Yaohu: Escaped from the shrine overnight carrying the bedclothes.

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Out of nowhere!Can't think of it!

Heck, I was addicted to games a few days ago, and when I regained my senses, I realized that it was all cough cough...

All in all, there are four big episodes

Will be directly integrated into a chapter

No goo this time, really no goo

If I lie to you, I will be fried as melon seeds!

感谢在2021-07-1821:59:06~2021-09-1723:08:36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 irrigates the nutrient solution: 56 bottles of Daozu who killed him; 10 bottles of Yuhen Yuxi; 9 bottles of Gu; 6 bottles of Portgas·D·Ace;

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