Vest Raiders Possibility of Scrapping Men

Some thirsty Zen Yuanhui went out of the room to pour water in the living room. When he was about to drink water, he looked at the person on the sofa leaning on the cushion with his hands outstretched, and then his expression subtly paused.

"dad."

He called the person on the sofa, who glanced sideways at him.

The expression seems to say that if you fart, let it go.

Chanyuan Hui watched him silently for a long while with a cup in his hand. Zenyuan Shier was a little impatient and wanted him to go back to his room and sleep. : "What happened to your face?"

Little Tuanzi couldn't hide it at all. Although he felt that he had tried very hard to restrain himself, the very obvious expression on his face still revealed his mood, as if he would laugh out loud in the next second.

Because of his words, Zenyuan Shier raised his hand and touched his burning and tingling left cheek, then glanced at his little brat, clicked his tongue, put his hand down and leaned back on the sofa back, and said in a vicious voice: "Fuck off!" Go to bed, or go out and run ten laps around the neighborhood."

Chanyuan Hui rolled his eyes at him. "Don't talk about being knocked down." Anyway, he knew that Yueyue must have beaten him.

Although I don't know the reason, this guy definitely deserves it!

He raised his head and gulped the water, put down the cup heavily, his small body seemed to be particularly imposing, and then ran back to his room.

He doesn't want to go out and run laps at night!Garbage Daddy!

"Tch, no big or small brat." Only in his own living room, Chanyuan Shier clicked his tongue, reached out and picked up the cigarette, put it in his mouth and lit it, took a long puff, held the cigarette holder and blew out the smoke ring. With the sight of the smoke drifting away, he raised his hand to touch the cheek that was beaten just now, and clicked his tongue again in displeasure.

You brat, you actually use your left hand.

Rarely does he have an outburst of kindness.

Ah.

Thinking of the traces he left on purpose, Zenyuan Shier swayed with Erlang's legs crossed, his face full of gloating.

I don't know how the arrogant young master will react when he sees it, but I also know, that kid won't be able to sleep well tonight.

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In front of the station in downtown Tokyo, Yayoi Kindai got out of the car rubbing her shoulders and yawning.

After doing housework all afternoon, he was so tired now that he wished he could lie down and fall asleep on the spot.

Wiping the physiological saline that overflowed from the corner of his eyes, he looked at the direction, and after confirming it, he walked slowly towards the location of the apartment building.

It’s almost 09:30 now, and the nightlife in the metropolis is extraordinarily rich. The streets are surrounded by neon lights, red willows and green, and you can see beautifully dressed urban men and women and office workers with tired faces, izakayas and some smaller restaurants. It was full of people and looked very lively.

Yayoi Komdai, who looked around those places, paused for a moment, stopped and took out her mobile phone from her pocket to check, but there was no call notification or message.

It shouldn't matter, right?

I have been working all afternoon, so busy that I forgot to tell the young master, and I don't know if the man has eaten.

It's so late, should I have already eaten?

Yayoi Komdai stood on the spot with a slight frown and thought for a while, turned her feet, and changed the direction, intending to go to a nearby dim sum shop with good reviews to buy something and go back.

Let's coax him, or that awkward guy will throw a temper tantrum.

But I didn't call, maybe it's not that serious?Maybe people are already asleep.

Thinking about things in a mess in her mind, Yayoi Kojiro yawned while dragging her weary steps towards a well-reviewed dim sum shop.

……

"I am back."

Because of a detour, it was almost ten o'clock when I got home. Yayoi Komodai put the cake and keys she bought on the shoe cabinet, pressed the switch and sat on the entrance to change her shoes.

The unbelievably sore waist when he got up made his expression contort for a moment, he leaned on his waist like an old man and hissed on the shoe cabinet.

He must be crazy to go so far to clean up that scumbag's house!

After cursing in her heart for a while, Yayoi Komodai sighed, beat her sore waist, picked up the cake box and walked into the living room.

The light in the living room was not turned on. He went to the wall and pressed the switch, and the dark room suddenly became brighter. The figure lying on the sofa but unable to put his feet down was particularly eye-catching.

Yayoi Kojiro paused, and walked over with her things lightly.

After putting the cake on the table, he turned sideways to look at the boy who seemed to be asleep with his eyes closed on the sofa, and sighed slightly in his heart.This kind of look was just to wait for him to fall asleep, and he touched his nose a little guilty.

He knelt down and sat on the soft carpet, seeing the young boy's not so fussy look after falling asleep, his eyes softened involuntarily.

The same is true of his cat, no matter how late it is, it will wait for him to come back.

The difference was probably that the cat would run over as soon as it heard the sound, and would curse at his feet and ask him why he didn't come back until now.

The figure of the white cat inexplicably overlapped with the boy lying on the sofa, Yayoi Komyo couldn't help reaching out, and gently stroked the messy white hair of the boy sleeping.

As soon as he touched the tip of the hair, his wrist was grasped by a firm and strong hand with distinct knuckles, and the clear and bright blue like the clear sky became extremely sharp.

The moment their eyes met, Yayoi Kojiro's expression was stunned, and upon closer inspection, those eyes seemed to be hazy from just waking up, as if it was his illusion for a moment.

"You're back." The young man muttered and got up from the sofa, grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his arms, hugged him and rubbed his cheeks, sniffed the faint fragrance unique to him, with dissatisfaction He said: "You came back so late, Ah Yue, where did you go? I have been waiting for you for a long time."

In contrast to his sticky and coquettish tone, his eyes were somewhat deep and obscure.

Yayoi Kodai patted him on the back, comforted the clingy big cat, and said apologetically, "Sorry, I'm late, I've been busy this afternoon and forgot to tell you."

"Have you had dinner? I bought a cake, it's a new product from the cake shop on Cross Street."

Gojo Satoru blinked, restrained the emotion in his eyes, let go of his arms and stepped back a little, muttering, "Does it taste like durian? I don't eat it if it doesn't taste like durian."

Yayoi Jindai: "..." What kind of durian are you eating at night, and you still can't sleep.

Seeing the speechlessness in his eyes, Gojo Satoru lowered his head with a smile, kissed his lower lip, and rubbed the tip of his nose affectionately, "I'm just kidding, Ah Yue is so cute."

so rude.

Yayoi Kojiro rubbed his head angrily, pushed the person away on the carpet and turned around, straightened up and opened the packaging box of the cake, and started cutting the cake with the disposable knife given by the store.

Gojo Satoru sat up on the sofa, looking at his busy back, his eyes were more scrutinizing.

Until today, he realized that he didn't seem to understand this person at all.

After spending so much time with each other day and night, he didn't even know what the other party did before, who was around him, and what his social circle was like.

Just like today, why did the other party leave, who did he meet with, who was in such a hurry, why did he come back so late, what did he do with the person on the phone, why didn't he call him, all these are unknown.

And the other party didn't explain at all.

As if, what he thinks doesn't really matter at all.

Even though he had been waiting until now, this person just casually comforted him, like comforting a waiting pet at home, he naturally changed the subject and avoided talking about it, not caring about his mood at all.

Gojo Wujo's eyes were a little heavy and he looked at the person in front of him who seemed to have suddenly become a stranger. His soft black hair spread a little halo under the chandelier in the living room. He knew exactly what kind of strength his seemingly thin body possessed, but The source of those abilities is unknown to him.

Once you start to think, details that have been neglected in the past are swept away with endless questions.

What did this person do before? Although his strength was a little insufficient when he was ten years old, it was still a distance that ordinary people could only look up to, but under this person's hands, he couldn't even resist at all. The difference between them is only three years old, and the elders in charge of selecting such a person are worried that the other party is not strong enough to protect him.

It's kind of ridiculous.

Or, this person hid everything about himself from the very beginning, and then sneaked into the selection team.

So, what is his purpose?

With such ability at such a young age, no matter where he is, he can receive preferential treatment. Why should he run to his side and be a servant who works hard.

"My lovely little brother must be very surprised. The person I trust the most is the killer who has been lurking by his side all the time. '

Wutiao Cang's malicious voice appeared in his mind at the right time, and the words he didn't believe in the beginning inexplicably increased his sense of existence in his heart, as if someone had put a recording pen in his heart and replayed it over and over again.

Killer?

In order to kill him, that's why you've been holding back until now?

Gojo Satoru twitched the corner of his mouth, feeling ridiculous at the thoughts in his heart.

If this is the case, this person has had countless chances to do it for such a long time, why hasn't he done it all the time?

His brother has always disliked him. Although he has restrained himself a lot since he grew up, he deliberately found faults not once or twice when he was a child. Maybe this is a trap deliberately set by the other party, causing him to have a gap with Ah Yue after hearing those words. , thus alienating their relationship.

'But do you really know him? '

'What kind of person is he, what has he done, and what is his purpose. '

'Did you really see clearly?Enlightenment. '

Once the seeds of doubt germinate, they only need a little nutrient to grow and germinate at an astonishing speed. They multiply and spread like Cyperus cyperi, occupying the entire nerves and thoughts. inexhaustible.

"Little master?"

Hearing that person's voice, Gojo Satoru blinked his eyes, and after recovering from his thoughts, he saw the other person kneeling on the carpet, his beautiful brows were slightly frowned, and his bright golden eyes were as usual, with a slight but A palpable concern watched him.

"What's the matter with you?" He heard the other party ask with concern, but the bottom of his heart was not as sweet as before, but inexplicably mixed with the sour and unpalatable taste of lime.

What is his purpose in asking this?Are you caring about yourself or are you trying to see through your own thoughts?

Even if he knew he shouldn't, the Ah Yue he knew was not such a person, and now he must be caring about him from the bottom of his heart because of his strangeness, but he couldn't restrain the questions and doubts that popped up one after another in his heart.

Is the Ah Yue he knows really true?

Realizing his own thoughts, Wujo Wu's pupils shrank suddenly, he lowered his head and covered his face in embarrassment, his body trembled slightly.

"Enlightenment? What's the matter with you??" Yayoi Kodai was frightened by his appearance, quickly put down the cake she had cut in her hand, leaned over and asked worriedly: "Is there something wrong? Is it a cold? It's still on a mission. when……"

The hand in front of him stopped him approaching, and Yayoi Komdai looked at the young man with his head lowered and stretched out a hand in front of his face in a daze, creating a little distance between them.

I don't know why the air suddenly became quiet and weird. After a while, a low and dull voice came from the boy's hand.

"...Sorry, Ayue." Gojo Satoru took a breath silently, put down his hand, tried to express his usual expression, and said with a playful smile: "I seem to be a little uncomfortable."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the other party's brows were slowly frowning, and he became a little nervous. He felt a little astringent, suppressed the doubts that grew like weeds and said with a smile: "It's nothing serious, I guess I'll be fine after a night of sleep. don’t worry."

As he said that, he paused, and glanced at the cake that had been cut next to him, "I won't eat the cake, you can eat it, Ayue, but don't finish it."

He blinked at the other party, and said unreasonably: "This is a cake bought for me, so Ah Yue can only eat a little bit, and the rest is mine."

The familiar tone and demeanor made Yayoi Komyo involuntarily relieved, and felt a little speechless because of the other party's words, so she glared at her angrily. "I bought it!"

The expression that made his heart beat faster in the past is the same now, it makes his heart beat unceasingly, but there seems to be something dark hidden in the slowly faster heartbeat, Gojo Satoru doesn't want to understand what those dark emotions are at all, he wants to restrain himself Hold back the crazy emotions in your heart.

He needs to calm down for a while.

It will be fine once the results of the investigation come out.

Maybe it will be fine after you know a little bit.

His Ah Yue is the same as before, nothing has changed from the past to the present, he is the most trustworthy person around him, and also his favorite little guard.

"Anyway, I don't care, what you buy for me is mine." He whimpered to express his thoughts without making any sense.

Even if he was used to it, Yayoi Komyo who would feel speechless from time to time because of the other party's domineering words, looked at him silently for a while, and then, there was a look of helplessness in his eyes. "Understood, go and rest."

He raised his hand and touched the other person's head, "If you feel uncomfortable, please tell me, and I will send the doctor over."

"Yeah." Gojo Satoru rubbed his fingers with a smile, like a well-behaved cat, but the fingers placed by his side slowly and involuntarily clenched a little bit, as if restraining his desire to slap away.

"Ah Yue always treats me like a child." He got up from the sofa, rubbed the person sitting on the ground with a bit of vengeance, then snorted as if dissatisfied, and muttered in his mouth : "Sooner or later, I will let you know how powerful I am, idiot Ah Yue."

Yayoi Kojiro slapped his troubled hands away, got up from the ground, suddenly felt a burst of dizziness, his sore and limp body leaned forward unsteadily and fell.

Gojo Satoru quickly reached out to catch him.

"Why are you so stupid, no matter how you stand...unsteady...?"

The words that were not finished gradually disappeared between the lips that were slowly pursed. Yayoi Kamiyoi, who came to his senses and helped the other party stand upright, rubbed his waist, cursing in his heart and at the same time heaved a sigh of relief. Come on, otherwise it would be a shame to throw it home.

Just as he was about to thank the other party, he raised his eyes and bumped into an extremely dark and deep ink blue.

"Ah Yue."

Yayoi Kojiro blinked, looking at his face that suddenly turned black, a little inexplicable, "Why..."

"What's on the back of your neck?"

"Behind the neck?" Kodai Yayoi followed his words and raised his hand to touch his own neck, stroking it, and suddenly remembered the things he had forgotten because Zenyuan Shier's unrestrained words were too annoyed.

He was sucked by that guy on the neck, and it seems to have left a mark.

Seeing the young man's face, Yayoi Kojiro's movements gradually slowed down, feeling a little guilty inexplicably.

He touched his nose and said awkwardly, "It's a little joke between friends."

Although he didn't think that guy was his friend, he didn't have that kind of scumbag friend!

"Friend?" Gojo Satoru repeated in a low voice, looking at the other person's expression, his face was still expressionless, but he knew that this person was guilty.

Why are you guilty?

He pulled the corner of his mouth, and a little smile slowly appeared on his face, "It's just a little joke between friends?"

Yayoi Kojiro coughed lightly, nodded, a little embarrassed and didn't know how to explain.

It can't be said that it's some scumbag's incomprehensible prank.

"Ah Yue and the other party have such a good relationship." The young man sighed in a low voice, then smiled and said, "When will you introduce me? I didn't even know that Ah Yue had friends, and he was such a good friend." Liar.

He raised his hand and stroked the scar on the back of the other party's neck. The smile on his face was bright and brilliant, but there was no trace of a smile in his eyes.

"The relationship is not good." Yayoi Kodai couldn't help but put aside the relationship, the ghost had a good relationship with that guy, and the free babysitter was about the same. If it wasn't because Hui was at home, he wouldn't even bother to look at the guy when he died.

"Can't you introduce me?" Wujo Wu tilted his head and asked innocently, "Ah Yue doesn't want me to know the people around you?"

"Don't Ah Yue want me to know the people around you?"

The successive questions made Yayoi Kojiro a little confused, blinked, and said dumbfoundedly: "How could that be?" Although that guy is a scum, he is not something to be shamed, at least his appearance is still eye-catching

"I'm just worried that you might not like that type of person." Thinking of that person's behavior, Yayoi Komyo twitched the corner of his mouth. Would it be true that these two people would not fight when they met?Both characters are so bad as to die.

"How could I not like Ah Yue's friend." Kill him.

Gojo Satoru bent his back and lowered his head slowly, like a child who feels aggrieved by being robbed of candy: "That's right, I'm a little unhappy about this little joke, Ayue." Kill him.

"Every part of Ah Yue's body is mine." The roaring malice in his heart was forcibly suppressed by him, Gojo Satoru approached the boy and muttered to himself, "You can only keep my things, How can someone leave traces."

His approach made Yayoi Kojiro tilt her head involuntarily. The hot air from the boy's breath sprayed on her neck. Sticking to each other, the body arched a little involuntarily.

He sighed, and raised his hand to comfort the teenager who kept sucking//sucking on his neck trying to leave a hickey.

Gojo Satoru hugged the person who belonged to him tightly, feeling the soothing patting behind him, the blue under the drooping eyelashes was dark and deep, sucking hard with his mouth//sucking the white and delicate flesh on his neck, That unsightly trace overlays.

The intensifying hostility in his heart due to suspicion and jealousy made him more and more disorganized, as if he wanted to suck that piece of meat off, and the struggle that slowly appeared in his arms made him look like a wild beast whose prey wanted to escape, his arms tightened forcefully , holding the person tightly in his arms, unable to move.

"Hiss." Feeling that the flesh on his neck was about to be torn off, Yayoi Komdai took a breath of cold air. He felt a little pain from the arms around his shoulders. He couldn't help but raised his hand and patted the other person's back. Said: "It's already done, Wu."

The ferocious beast, who had almost lost its mind, was called back to its senses. It paused for a moment, let go of its lips and backed away a little distance, and looked down at the somewhat excessively white neck under the light, and even had some purple marks.

The previous redness was completely covered, and the delicate skin was radiant with water, which looked a bit crystal-clear under the lamp, and a coin-sized trace of purple was clearly engraved on it like a brand mark.

Gojo Satoru raised his hand and rubbed it with his thumb a few times.

"Ah Yue."

He let go of the strength in his hand, leaned back a little, looked into the other person's eyes, and said word by word: "You are mine." Even if he is a liar, even if he has a purpose, this person is still his property.

"I don't like such jokes." The uncontrollable hostility leaked a little between the brows, and the boy's expression looked a little scary under the top light.

It was only then that Yayoi Komdai noticed that his mood seemed a little wrong, and subconsciously thought that the other party was jealous because of the hickey, so she leaned over with a little helplessness in her eyes, and kissed her on the lips.

"Not next time, I promise." He'd kick the guy out before he could do some serious tricks.

Yayoi Kojiro gritted his teeth in his heart, hating the guy who had nothing to do for him.

"Go and rest, I'll take you to meet him when I have time." It's best to beat that guy to death with him.

Gojo Satoru looked at his expression, wondering if he really thought so, or if he said it to himself on purpose.

He felt as if he was broken.

The trust relationship that took several years to build, cracks appeared overnight and gradually began to collapse.

He lowered his eyes, tightened his arms as if a little uneasy, lowered his head to hold those soft and sweet lips, sucking the sweet juice and nutrients as usual.

Then, got a response.

But the hole in my heart seemed to be leaking wind, and it was so cold that my heart was chilling.

He looked down at the slightly trembling eyelashes and closed eyes of the other party, looking with scrutiny and a little strangeness.

The author has something to say:

...You are all looking forward to the little black room, in fact, I am too, but I dare not (whisper)

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Counting and adding more, there are 26 on the pc, and the duplicates are removed, about 23, (hesitant to speak) I also count the confession and long comments written by you, but!Not in the future!I can not!Not at all ok!Absolutely not! (Little face flushes) It's gross, no, no, no!

Thanks to the little angel who threw the grenade: Di 1;