The Central Plains cadres who exploded A

Today's Nakahara Chu is also very happy. He took down his partner Osamu Dazai and gave everyone happy candies. Although Dazai is still two months away, he is not yet of marriageable age and cannot make a big deal of it, but he is still very happy.

Just yesterday he received the best birthday present ever.

Accidentally, Zhong Yuanzhong also drank two more glasses.

You must know that Zhongyuan Zhongye's drinking capacity is not very good. Two glasses are two glasses, and one more sip will not work.

Because he was too happy, Zhong Yuanzhong, who drank two more glasses, got drunk just like that.

Looking at Nakahara Chuya with blurred eyes, Hirotsu Yanagi sighed, and skillfully dialed Dazai Osamu's cell phone.

"Huh? What's the matter with the old man?...Uh, uh. Okay, I'll go there right away."

After hanging up the phone, Osamu Dazai had a smug face, "The little slug can't live without his master again, I have to pick him up."

"Ah, by the way, boss, I am happy today, and I will serve another ten bottles of vodka to Odasaku and Ango. I have bought this drink today, and you can drink as much as you want."

While talking, he proudly showed off to his friends, "Chung Ye's black card, you can drink whatever you want today. Anyway, Zhong Ye pays for it, and you can order anything you haven't drunk before, but I have to go first. I have to pick it up and go home..."

After finishing speaking, Osamu Dazai implied satisfaction, hummed his love song and left the bar.

Ango Sakaguchi and Sakunosuke Oda glanced at each other, "Boss, bring the best wine here, if we don't get drunk today, we won't go home!"

Let's not talk about how much harm this Dazai Osamu brought to the two single friends, but the harm that the drunk Nakahara Chuya caused to people is visible to the naked eye.

A drunk Central Plains Chuya, in a sense, the enemy is terrible, after all, the enemy can fight and has beaten, and Zhongyuan Zhong can't fight because he can't fight, and he will be punished for the following crimes.

I don't know what it was affected by, Zhong Yuanzhong was also very worried about the combat effectiveness of his subordinates, and he would point out his subordinates' physical skills when he was drunk.

Seeing the group of young people crying and howling, Guangjin Liulang decided to play in person. The drunk Zhongyuan Zhong didn't even use three points of strength. ! '

Guangjin Liulang thought so, facing Chuya Zhongya's leg whip, "Wait, after going out for two months, has the force value increased?" '

Blocking and retreating, Guangjin Liulang jumped back and escaped from the battle circle. Chuya Nakahara learned some new tricks outside, and was clearly too drunk to keep his eyes open. He turned around in a daze, and kicked at the old man again. come over.

When Osamu Dazai arrived, it was such a chaotic scene. A group of colleagues who followed Chuya Nakahara to celebrate all lay on the ground. Only Nakahara Nakaya was still holding a bottle of wine as a microphone, standing on the table and singing affectionately.

Osamu Dazai didn't know what to say anymore, he could only wave his arms to try to get Chuuya's attention.

Fortunately, Zhongyuanzhong was still very attached to him. When he saw Osamu Dazai, he immediately forgot to sing, got down from the table with the bottle in hand, grabbed Dazai Osamu's collar on tiptoe and scolded him.

After all, singing is not as interesting as scolding Dazai. Even a drunk can tell the difference.

Hugging Dazai Osamu, Nakahara Nakahara hung himself on Dazai Osamu's chest rudely, while pulling Dazai Osamu's coat, he also cursed.

Poor Dazai Osamu's overworked waist hadn't recovered yet, and he was almost crushed directly by Nakahara Chuya's small body, his legs trembled slightly, and he managed to trap the restless Nakahara Nakaya in his arms.

"Okay, Chuya. Don't trouble your subordinates, it's time for us to go home."

The waist outlined by the black coat, the extremely delicate face, the slightly trembling legs, and the skilled and intimate posture of supporting the Central Plains quasi-cadres.

All show the close relationship between the two of them.

It was not until Osamu Dazai nodded to show his kindness to everyone, and left the hotel with the Central Plains associate cadres, that everyone dared to speak out.

"Although Mr. Dazai is always difficult to approach, it seems that he and Mr. Nakahara are together!"

"I didn't feel it before, but now I suddenly realize that his action of supporting Mr. Zhongyuan is really intimate!"

"It is said that they have been living together!" "They usually have a tacit understanding when they quarrel."

Everyone turned into Sherlock Holmes, chatting about their discoveries.

In the end, everyone unanimously came to the conclusion: Mr. Chuya Nakahara is so good, he took down the Omega that was so difficult to deal with as a quasi-cadre of Dazai.

Guangjin Liulang, who knew the genders of the two, could only drink in silence, fearing that he would be the fastest and reveal their genders.

It's not that everyone's conclusions are wrong. In fact, everything is right except for gender.

With difficulty dragging Chuuya to the car, Osamu Dazai endured the messy hands on his body with difficulty.

From a long time ago, Osamu Dazai discovered that Zhong also had the problem of misbehavior after drinking. Either he moved his mouth or his hands, and there was no time to stop.

It is also very straightforward when speaking.

When alone, he will constantly praise his appearance, from eyes to fingers, everything is praised by Zhong Ye.It was at that time that Osamu Dazai knew that he was finished, and his heart was moved by Chuya's drunken nonsense, and he was afraid that he would be chained to the tree of Chuya for the rest of his life.

Other people's trees are tall and lush, and it is not a loss to look at them.What about his tree?It is said that the tree is guilty of conscience, and it is still a sapling after growing for so long.Smoking, drinking, and swearing, he is neither tall nor short-tempered, no matter how you look at it, he is not his ideal appearance.

However, Osamu Dazai still miscalculated. His little sapling seemed to have opened some strange valve after being illuminated by the moonlight last night, not only talking but also planning to do it.

Sitting in the cab, Osamu Dazai originally only wanted to drive honestly, but he didn't want to get drunk, so he didn't plan to stay in peace.

Jiu Zhuang is cowardly, and Zhong Yuan Zhong was not cowardly at first, but now that he is drunk, he is even more courageous.

Seeing Osamu Dazai next to him, he went straight to his hands, his rosy lips bit down on the black glove on his hand, the fingers hidden under the glove all year round were very white, and the fingertips were slightly cold, he got under Dazai Osamu's coat, and unbuttoned it. He took off his vest and scratched his shirt.

The slightly cool fingers finally moved up from the waist through a thin layer of bandage, and stroked Osamu Dazai's chest little by little.

Every inch of sliding is more noticeable through the bandage, which amplifies the movement of the fingertip.

Through the rearview mirror, Osamu Dazai found it difficult to move his eyes away.Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed a little thirsty, and the tip of his light pink tongue licked his drunken red lips, which was a little wet.

His fingers crossed Dazai Osamu's chest ambiguously again, Dazai Osamu's whole body trembled, and the self-control he was proud of was nothing in front of Chuya, and he was defeated directly.

"Dazai is also looking forward to what is about to happen!" Nakahara Chuya's eyes were still blurred, but the corners of his lips were raised, and he already had the evil intention of bullying Dazai.

Osamu Dazai also paid attention to driving safety, and refused: "No, the car can't stand it."

With ten fingers moving slightly, Nakahara also tore open Dazai Osamu's blue striped shirt, stroking every inch of Dazai Osamu's exposed skin with his fingers.

He smirked and said: "Why can't I bear it? This is my feast. I don't have to worry about the car's oil, as long as I cooperate honestly. I can do it myself..."

The car that was driving smoothly turned out to be an S model. If there were not many passers-by at night, there might be a car accident.

Osamu Dazai carefully turned the car into the open space on the side of the road, startling a field of fireflies.

The bright green light flashed, Osamu Dazai leaned on the back of the chair, raised his arms to cover the small sigh that was about to overflow from his mouth.

In this windless night, the fireflies will fall quietly after a while, but the fireflies here seem to be extraordinarily lively, flying in the air, and refuse to fall for a long time.

Zhongyuan Zhong also exhaled hot air on the bumper of the car, and Zhongyuan Zhong just moved casually, and the seat slowly flattened. In the narrow space, even getting up was not easy.

Just so inadvertently, Zhong Yuan's beautiful fingers brushed the bumper, and it was unknown whether it was the moisture of the car or the sweat of his fingers, and the bumper was also a little sticky and slippery.

Osamu Dazai clenched his forearm tightly and made a slight sound, but Chuya Nakahara forcibly took his arm off.Lowering his head, his iris-colored eyes directly met the cobalt blue ones who were waiting at the side.

As the two pairs of eyes got closer and closer, Osamu Dazai no longer needed to cover them, and all the voices stopped between his lips and teeth.

The fireflies fluttering outside the car window, refusing to stop, turned into a starry sky in the eyes of Osamu Dazai, and the stars streaked across the sky.Finally, Osamu Dazai let out a sigh and softened his body.

Zhong Yuan, who was full of wine and food, also half-closed his eyes, and walked away directly.Leave the messy car to Osamu Dazai to clean up.Osamu Dazai was force-fed Gannan navel oranges by Chuya Nakahara. Although it was delicious, it was really too much for him.

After breathing hard, he got up and took care of the stain on the bumper—he still had to drive the car home.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who had been drunk before, also slept very deeply, just like every time he had drunken madness before.

Looking at Nakaya's peaceful sleeping face, Osamu Dazai thought of the past for a moment.

It wasn't the first time Nakahara had sex after drinking, but he knew that this was the first time he showed his minions to Osamu Dazai.Even though Chuya is clingy in the past, he has always been innocent and cute, at least he won't worry about eating meat, or squeeze him by force.

"Huh? You, you're Dazai?" "You bastard, you're just good-looking~ I hate you so much." The 16-year-old Nakahara Nakaya said he hates it, while reaching out to wrap his arms around Dazai's neck .

Hanging himself on Osamu Dazai, the 16-year-old Nakahara still refused to be honest, his hot breath spewed on Osamu Dazai's neck, and his misty blue eyes were full of trust.

"Dazai~ I'm sleepy." Nakahara Nakahara, who was brought home, was not being honest, he insisted on pestering Dazai to bathe him and make his bed.

Dazai Osamu, who hadn't peeked at the little yellow book before, still has a bit of innocence. Although he pretended to be like that in front of his subordinates, when he came to Nakahara Nakaya, he poked it casually, and the prototype was exposed. .

Having easily exposed his innocent nature, Osamu Dazai could only blush and coax him to get off of him.

In the middle of the night, poor Osamu Dazai always had to get up, clean up the house and wash his dirty clothes overnight.

At this moment, the exhausted Osamu Dazai inexplicably misses the old days. Although it is embarrassing to get up in the middle of the night to wash clothes secretly, it is still more friendly than making his eyes darken and his heart flustered now.

Sister Hongye is right, don't provoke an Omega easily, because the consequences are not something you can afford.

At this moment, Osamu Dazai only felt that those words were too true, and he couldn't take it anymore. If he could go back to the past, he would definitely beat up the former self who didn't think so.

And say something to my former self: You still think you are a human being!I will tell you as a later person, you are a scumbag, a scumbag who has been crushed and squeezed out of all the juice, the kind of scumbag who has been dried up.