The Central Plains cadres who exploded A

As the sky was getting dark, Osamu Dazai got up first and sat on the back of Nakahara Chuya's motorcycle: "Chuya~ I'm hungry, hurry home!"

"What to eat?" Zhong Yuanzhong also closed his eyes, and asked relaxedly: "Don't forget that it's your turn to cook today, and you are responsible for what you eat. It's useless to call me."

"Speaking of which, do you feel uncomfortable and want to cry now? Mr. Sen said that the susceptible period will make you sensitive and fragile. I think you are fine, as if the situation is different from what is stated in the document. You should cry twice, since you Don't cry, then according to the odd and even numbers, you should cook and do housework today."

Osamu Dazai immediately took his hand away from studying the motorcycle. It doesn't mean he can't cook, but he prefers to order takeaway from the cafeteria than the hard work of buying vegetables and cooking.

"Maybe we can go to a restaurant to eat?" Osamu Dazai walked to Chuya, condescendingly suggested, "We can go to eat curry, and I can introduce my friend to you by the way."

Nakahara also thought for a while, and rejected Osamu Dazai's proposal, "I don't want to know your friends. If you want me to take care of them, let me tell you, that's impossible."

"Take care? Zhong also thinks too much of me. If it weren't for you being my partner, I wouldn't want to introduce you to each other!"

Zhongyuan Zhong also sneered: "You didn't even introduce the leader, but that is your guardian. Introduce me to a friend, do you dare to say that you don't have any ideas? Although you don't know what you are planning, but you touch your chest , is there really a conscience in there?"

"The inexplicable redundant behavior, you must have some small thoughts, if you want to seek something from here, I won't be fooled by you."

Osamu Dazai was about to refute, but he was a little weak for a while. He couldn't explain why he was ashamed. He stretched out his hand and forcibly pulled Nakahara Nakaka up on the grass: "Go home! I can cook for you. A meal It's just for cooking, after thinking so much, can't it be that I simply don't want to cook?"

Pushing Nakahara Nakaya to the side of the locomotive, Osamu Dazai hugged Nakaya's slender waist indignantly: "You conspiracy-theory dwarf, why don't you drive faster? It will be time for dinner in a while."

Osamu Dazai seemed to be a little guilty, or something else, and there was nothing wrong with dinner,

Ordinary three dishes and one soup, no strange mushrooms, and no unknown pills seem to be added to the soup, everything is so normal.

However, in the eyes of Nakahara Nakaya, everything is extremely suspicious, just like the calm before the storm, Dazai Osamu, this bastard, is holding back his big move if he can't keep it all.

In order to prevent his partner from running out to commit suicide in the middle of the night, Nakahara simply moved the pillows to Dazai Osamu's room. Dazai Osamu's bed was so soft that he could finally sleep on Dazai Osamu's bed openly.

When Osamu Dazai, who was wet after taking a shower, opened the door, he was surprised to see Nakahara Chuya lying on his bed in pajamas and reading a book.

Unprepared, he didn't know where to cover it for a while, the towel in his hand awkwardly blocked the most critical part, and he wanted to move out of the house like a crab.

Zhongyuan Zhong also heard the voice and looked up from the sea of ​​books, and saw Dazai Osamu who was wet and dripping water, and immediately exploded, "Bastard, is it so difficult to dry yourself after taking a shower? You can ruin the floor by soaking it." what to do?"

As he spoke, he picked up the clothes Dazai Osamu had prepared in advance by the bed and threw them on the other party's head, put on his slippers and went out to get a mop.

Osamu Dazai hurriedly put on his shorts to cover his body, before he could breathe a sigh of relief, a mop was stuffed in his hand, and a towel was also placed on his head.

"If you get the room wet again, I'll make you look good!" After threatening the giant baby Osamu Dazai ferociously, Nakahara Chuya returned to his original place and continued to enjoy the wonderful poetry.

At this moment, Osamu Dazai said nothing was right, so he could only wipe his head honestly, secretly slandering in his heart: Chuya's ability to grasp the key points is basically zero, so should he pay attention to the floor?I have no clothes on!As an Omega but so defenseless, casually lying on Alpha's bed...

Unable to explain why his heart felt sour and uncomfortable, Osamu Dazai put the mop away angrily, and leaned against Nakaya angrily.

Zhongyuan Zhong didn't care either, this mackerel should have been renamed puffer fish a long time ago, getting angry is a daily routine, paying attention is a waste of time, it's better to read more haiku.

Osamu Dazai rolled his eyes and had a ghost idea in his mind. He made up his mind to make Chuya understand the difference between Alpha and Omega by himself.

Nimble fingers gently opened Nakahara Chuya's clothes, cool fingers slid across the sexy waist, "plop, plop" Osamu Dazai seemed to be able to hear his own heartbeat, Nakahara Chuya looked away from the book and focused on Bet on your partner.

Dazai Osamu's dexterous hands are beautiful, with long fingers and neat nails.

Nakahara also turned over, turned his back to Osamu Dazai, and said in his mouth: "Come on, since you have nothing to do, scratch it for me! Be stronger, don't block the light, I still have to read."

As he said that, Zhongyuan Zhong also took off his pajamas, exposing the young man's beautiful back, and continued to read with his feet dangling.

He even turned his head to urge Osamu Dazai, who had already petrified: "Stop staring blankly, scratch quickly!"

Osamu Dazai wanted to make Nakahara Chuya scared by his Alpha nature, but what happened?The little slug has no brains, not only does not realize that there is a gender difference between them, but also naturally tickles him.

With such an idiot partner, it is really hard to reason.

The young man's back is white and clean, with a thin layer of muscles, not too exaggerated, but full of strength and beauty.

"Obviously just a dwarf." Dazai Osamu muttered.

Osamu Dazai himself seems to be the insulator of individual art. Under the same teaching, Nakahara Chuya's speed of light has risen to the full level.

On the other side, Osamu Dazai just learned how to break free from control skillfully in the same amount of time to protect himself to the greatest extent.The muscles on the body are almost equal to no.

Sister Hongye sighed, lovingly stroking Osamu Dazai's disheveled partner's hair: "Dazai... Forget it, at least your brain is very useful. You can also have a hobby if you can play knives well, and you can use it to get out of trouble when necessary. Really not Just practice running and dodging! As long as you run fast enough, others will not be able to hit you, as long as you persist until the center comes to save you."

Then, sister Hongye also found a bel canto teacher for Dazai Osamu, who specializes in practicing loud voice, and the sound of distress can only be passed 500 meters to be considered qualified.

He was rolling while laughing, claiming that his abdominal muscles hurt from laughing.

Osamu Dazai himself has no muscles, but he likes the muscles on Nakaya's body very much. Every inch of his skin has a healthy color. The smooth skin is white, strong and elastic.

His fingers slid across the skin texture, staying on the shallow waist, soft and slippery.

The fingernails scratched the skin, leaving a red mark. Following Dazai Osamu's movements, Nakahara Chuya's back gradually became covered with red scratch marks. Dazai Osamu didn't know what happened, but felt a little hot for no reason.

That's right, it's because it's too hot, otherwise why would he blush!

The skin under the palm was extremely elastic, and Osamu Dazai simply lay on his stomach when he was tired from scratching. The smooth back was just the right height, neither too thin nor greasy.

Lying on it is very refreshing, just like the feeling of Chuya, his cheeks are pressed against the smooth skin of Chuya's back, and there is a faint sweet smell from Chuya's nostrils. Feeling sleepy, he rubbed his head in his waist a few times and found a comfortable position. Osamu Dazai closed his eyes and planned to sleep.

Zhong Yuan is also reading a book, and the person who should be tickling him stops himself, and even uses him as a cushion, poking his waist to sleep, can this be tolerated?

As soon as Nakahara Chuya turned over, Osamu Dazai, who was lying comfortably on his back, rolled onto the bed, losing his luxurious soft cushion, Osamu Dazai, who was already sleepy, was quite dissatisfied.

See the timing, I pounce.

He directly embraced Nakahara Nakaya, turned off the bedside lamp with one hand, Dazai Osamu just grabbed Nakahara and went to bed early.

He still muttered to himself: "Why are you still reading so late? Zhongye also said that I asked for leave because of my susceptible period. If you don't accompany me, it's nothing to just read. Go to bed early! Otherwise, the dwarf will not grow up." Taller."

Hearing the words 'not tall', Nakahara Chuya exploded on the spot, cursed back a few words 'scum' and 'trash', struggled a few times angrily, saw Osamu Dazai's exhausted expression, snorted and pulled away The air conditioner remote control and towel quilt on the side also closed their eyes.

Did the two whisper in the dark room: "It's so hot, don't hug her so tightly, you're already sweating."

"Then turn down the temperature of the air conditioner, I'm sleepy in Chuya, let me sleep..."

In the darkness, a petite figure sat up silently, pulled out a thick quilt from the closet, and turned on the air conditioner to seventeen degrees.Under the quilt, the two young boys hugged each other, sleeping very sweetly.

When Osamu Dazai woke up, he felt like he didn't know what year it was. He slept so comfortably that his bones were crisp.

The dwarf in his arms was warm, and even his breath was sweet. Osamu Dazai hugged the warm dwarf tightly, feeling extremely comfortable.

Joy begets sorrow.

It seemed that he hugged him too tightly, and directly woke up Nakahara who was still asleep, a slug kicked Osamu Dazai's ass.

With a 'plop' sound, Osamu Dazai, who was still blissfully lying in bed a second ago, had already reached the floor. The [-]-degree air conditioner caused goose bumps all over his body, and Osamu Dazai couldn't care less about complaining, so he climbed back on the bed and got under the quilt .

Zhongyuan Zhongye was already half asleep and half awake and wrapped all the quilts around his body, like a huge silkworm chrysalis, with only his head exposed, his face flushed from sleeping.

Chuya's lips are very beautiful, and Chuya would not spit out those curse words when he was asleep, and the little one was sleeping quietly in his bed, Osamu Dazai suddenly realized that he was a little fast.

"My heart beats so fast... Could it be, what's wrong with me?"