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The tall, white-haired boy was sitting on a chair, and the girl in his arms hugged another person tightly.

He is so angry.

But she cried so pitifully.

Wujo Satoru knew that he had done something wrong, but he couldn't imagine that she would cry so sadly.

How sad dried flowers are, how much you like me.

With such a mentality, Gojo Satoru, who considered himself the winner, snapped off the girl's fingers one by one, and hugged her tightly in his arms.

"I'm wrong."

He bowed his head, stretched his voice, and said in a crying voice, "Danhua is my first one. You are the only one who has experience in love, and the only one who really met me for the first time is you. I shouldn't scare you like this." , I was wrong, don't be sad, okay?"

"Do you want to see me cry?"

The thick snow-colored long eyelashes trembled quickly, "I will cry for you, don't be angry, okay?"

The teenager put her hand on his chest, "It hurts so much."

The girl cried and looked at him blankly.

But Qianhua is also in pain... what should I do.

How many times does it take to teach someone to bite?

"I said."

Ranpo Edogawa took out a pistol out of nowhere, pointed the muzzle at Gojo Satoru, "let her go."

The black muzzle of the gun did not frighten Yinlong, but frightened the girl in his arms, her eyes widened in horror.

The waves kept beating against the rocks, and the black-haired young man coughed continuously in the cold wind. He waited for a long time until the fear and despair in the girl's heart reached the peak.

At this moment, Fei Jia laughed and called out a name softly.

Saiki Kusuo. 】

Qi Muganhua didn't know where the courage came from, raised his hand to cover the muzzle of the gun, stood in front of his own dragon, and looked at Edogawa Luanbu with a begging look, "Don't kill Satoru."

She was trembling all over, as if she had collapsed, she didn't even know who was in front of her, she just begged blindly, "Don't kill my dragon, please."

The two men were silent for a while, Yinlong put her on the bed, and Edogawa sat beside her, tentatively hugging her.

The girl screamed and struggled, begging, "Don't touch me, please.

"good..

Edogawa Ranpo hastily released her, "I don't"

Hearing his voice, the girl stopped crying immediately, "Brother."

She got into his arms and buried her head in his neck, "Brother."

Edogawa bowed his head in disorder, the girl's face was full of dependence and longing, like a baby bird sucking warmth under the wings of its parents.

"I'm here."

Edogawa Ranpo didn't dare to make any movements, so he could only comfort her with the same voice as her brother, "I'm here.

"When did you come to look for dried flowers, dried flowers are so scary."

"soon."

Edogawa promised, "I'll find you soon."

Until his voice became hoarse, until the girl fell asleep in his arms, Yinlong didn't say a word, the two men waited tacitly for the newborn Dayang.

At eight o'clock in the morning, today's sun looks the same as yesterday's sun.

But everyone knows it's a new season, autumn.

Qi Muqianhua sat up from the bed, her eyes were distracted for a while before she saw the black-haired young man beside her.

He was in a deep sleep, with half of his face covered in the quilt.

Qi Mu Ganhua quietly walked out of bed, feeling like she stepped on something.

She looked down and saw the 1.9-meter-long silver dragon curled up on the ground aggrievedly, looking extremely pitiful.

Her foot was stepping on his stomach, and the teenager's abdominal muscles bounced reflexively, bearing all her weight.

The beautifully shaped muscles are clearly tactile and hot, rising and falling with the breath.

Qi Muqianhua felt that she was a little burned, and quickly wanted to take her foot back. The boy noticed her movement and immediately grabbed her foot.

"Don't be mad at me, okay?"

He seemed to have been preparing for a performance all night, and tears fell from his clear blue eyes, "I'll let you see Wu cry, don't be angry with me, okay?"

"I just want dried flowers to really like you, I didn't want to lie to you, I thought it was just a joke..."

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..."

Although her dragon loves to be coquettish and always says that he is going to cry, this is the first time that Qi Muganhua sees him really shed tears.

But... Ganhua also shed so many tears yesterday, so don't feel sorry for Wu now.

Her feet were tightly held by the boy, and the girl sat on the bed and said with some embarrassment, "Let go of my feet first."

"don't want."

The boy's face was full of stubbornness, "If you let go, you will throw me away.

He even grabbed her other foot and let her step on his belly, "I like it when you step on me.

...

Qi Mu Ganhua turned his head, not knowing what to say.

Not long after, Yinlong noticed that his master's attitude had softened and immediately got up, knelt beside her, and put his head on her knee, "Don't be angry anymore."

As he spoke, he wanted to repeat the same trick, and said in a crying voice, "Wu's heart hurts so much.

"You are coming less often."

Qi Muganhua puffed his face, "Qianhua won't feel sorry for you now."

"Really? Don't you really feel sorry for me?"

"I was only joking yesterday."

Gojo Satoru said, "If I was touched by another girl, let me die right now...

"Don't say any more!"

How can this kind of thing be worth swearing with your life?

Qi Muqianhua stared at him, "Qianhua doesn't want to listen to your sweet words, anyway, you have zero trust with me now."

Hearing this, the young man looked up at her with grievances on his face, and said, "I slept on the floor all night yesterday, it was really cold, the floor was hard, and I haven't been hugged by thousands of flowers... I must be the most pitiful girl in the world." the dragon."

"Do you think Qianhua is still the same as before?"

The girl pushed him away, "Do you think that as long as you act like a baby to me and say some nice words, Qianhua will be fooled by you again?

After being hurt, people will erect spikes, Qi Muqianhua said firmly, ""Except for Luanbu, Qianhua should not trust anyone. "

It was the first time Yinlong had tasted the futility of being coquettish, and his beautiful eyes were full of bewilderment.

Qi Muganhua felt soft-hearted, and didn't want to be another stupid puppy, so she simply got back on the bed and pulled up the quilt to cover herself.

The black-haired young man hugged her, as if he was still in deep sleep, his lips brushed against her ear inadvertently, like a lover's rubbing each other's ears, "Sleep a little longer.''

why..

It was the same again.

He just fell asleep.

After getting up, everything was different, he was abandoned, and she went to someone else again.

"do not do that."

Gojo Satoru lifted the quilt and snatched the girl from the young man's arms, "I've been obedient all night, I've been obedient enough.

He put the girl's hand on his neck, "If you won't forgive me, if you want to abandon me just because of one of my jokes, then you kill me now, don't let me watch you being killed hug!"

"I beg you."

The teenager cried and said, "Don't be so cruel."

His brows were full of confusion, and he didn't understand why one of his jokes would cause such a big consequence.

"I am your dragon."

He whimpered, "Don't do this to me."

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Qi Muyuhua subconsciously looked at Ranbu, just like before, whenever there was any disagreement or quarrel between them, she would never rely on herself, she would always only ask that brave man for help!

"Am I not reliable enough?"

The teenager cried and asked her, "Is there something I'm not strong enough for? You tell me, I will study hard, don't look at others, look at me, look at me, please."

"I am your dragon, why should you depend on others."

"Forgive me if you are softhearted."

Ayumi Edokawa felt that he was crazy, as long as the girl looked at him with such eyes, he could not refuse her help.

He is selflessly helping his rival to resolve misunderstandings.

The world's No.1 detective narrowed his eyes and said in a relaxed tone, "He really lied to you last night. From my observation, this guy is a fool who is close to 30 years old and has zero love experience."

Realizing that this remark scolded himself, Edogawa Luanbu was silent for a while, and said to Qimu Ganhua, "It's not him who lied to you. Speaking of which, I would like to thank him for making you so angry last night. All the negative shadows accumulated since then have been vented, does it feel better?"

"is that so?"

Does Satoru not have hundreds of ex-girlfriends?

Qi Muganhua looked down, her dragon was crying like a child.

Gojo Satoru noticed that her attitude had changed, and quickly grabbed her hand, "I was only touched by you, I will never say those stupid things again, and I will never lie to you again."

He tentatively kissed the girl's cheek, and when he was not rejected, he heaved a sigh of relief and said coquettishly, "Don't be angry, okay?"

"you...

Qi Mu Qianhua frowned and confirmed, "Last night, were you really just lying to Qianhua?"

"real!"

Yinlong bowed his head to her, "Forgive me, forgive me, forgive me."

"If that's the case, dried flowers are temporarily...well."

Before she finished speaking, Yinlong, who had endured all night, kissed her.

Edogawa Ranpo glanced at the pillow at hand, wouldn't it be too rude to pick this up and throw it over now?

Absolutely not like an incompetent waste who can only be jealous.

He picked up the quilt to cover himself, if Dazai was here, what would he do?

Is it really necessary for him to participate in this kind of emotional competition among many people?

Even if Qi Mu Ganhua is the only person he has been attracted to for the first time in many years, but for the so-called "love", he really needs to become a fool, become a groveling prey, and become one of her captives ?

Isn't this equal bondage better now?

He is her most important person, an existence she cannot live without, so what is the difference between him and a lover?

In the end, it's just that he can't kiss in a legitimate way, and he can't go to bed openly, and he doesn't care about such things.

Edogawa Ranpo thinks soberly from the perspective of a bystander.

In the Colosseum, the one who won the title of champion, and the one who was taken home by the maiden.

The latter is the real winner, right?