What if the lord is too popular

next day

When the first ray of morning light shines through the window, Lantang's sweet dream is broken by a tender female voice.

"Wake up."

Lan Tang frowned and turned around, turning a blind eye to it.

"...Hey, wake up!"

He waved his hands impatiently, like chasing away annoying flies.

"..."

Seeing this, Alice took a deep breath, leaned close to his ear and shouted:

"Yuzai Ubuyashiki is about to die!"

"what!"

Lan Tang woke up suddenly, Hu Lan's eyes stared like copper bells.

The blond girl who came into view was wearing a bright red dress, with a panicked expression on her face.

"What did you just say? Ubuyashiki..."

The girl pursed her lips and nodded solemnly.

Before I could speak, there was a "whoosh-".

Lan Tangying turned over and got out of bed, and ran towards the obstetrician's room as fast as possible, he was too anxious to even put on his shoes.

tap tap —

Behind him, a sly smile flashed in the girl's eyes, and she followed casually.

Autumn is getting colder, and the chill of the floor penetrates into the soles of the feet, making Lan Tang shudder and dispelling the hazy drowsiness at the same time.

While thinking about it, he was already standing at the door of Yaozai's room, stretching out his hand to turn the doorknob.

The door is locked.

The fuzzy memory went back like a tide, and Lan Tang suddenly remembered that he passed out for no reason last night?

Could it be that Ubuyashiki's life was really hanging by a thread, or did something unexpected happen?

Lan Tang's expression changed suddenly, and he slammed on the door panel:

"Mayashiki, are you alright?" he yelled at the top of his voice.

Yoya and Mori Ogai were awakened by the heart-piercing shout at the same time.

Coke?

sugar?

alone?

Home?

all?

Reason? "Shouldn't vampires come out at night?"

Sen rested his chin on Yaozai's shoulder and muttered dissatisfiedly, the man's hand was still around his waist like a soldering iron, motionless.

"……let me go."

Not only that, Yaozai felt that something was pinching his back, which made him dare not move.

Mori Ogai, however, sensed his strange behavior, and lowered his voice to tease:

"Why are you nervous, isn't it exciting to be caught in bed?"

The man's voice carried the laziness of just waking up, mellow like red wine and intoxicating.

Ke Yaozai didn't like this, he was more concerned about what would happen if Lan Tang bumped into this scene?

Leaving aside the task of conquering for the time being, even the shame that arises spontaneously is enough to cut him to pieces.

Yaozai took a deep breath: "Let go."

"... Tsk, it's really ruthless."

Unexpectedly, Mori Ogai let him go obediently with only a sigh.

This sound was not so much a furious accusation as it was a tacit coquetry, and it belonged only between the two of them.

Sen rolled over and got out of bed, casually picked up the windbreaker that was discarded on the ground like rags last night, and put it on.

tap tap —

He walked towards the door without changing his expression.

"...what are you going to do?"

An ominous premonition flashed in Yaozai's heart.

Outside the room, Lan Tang's cry became more and more intense.

"Speak, Ubuyashiki, or I'll break down the door!"

The leader put his hand on the doorknob, and turned his head with a half-smile:

"Guess what would happen if I told him everything about yesterday?"

For a moment, Yaozai's breathing froze.

He met the man's eyes, trying to figure out the truth of what the other said.

Mori Ogai's eyes were burning with a flame called "possessiveness", which almost burned him out.

Make no mistake, men mean business.

Yaoya's head exploded like boiling water had reached the boiling point.

He quickly lifted the quilt off the bed, shook off the kimono roughly and put it on, and then—

He rushed to Mori Ogai's side before he could open the door.

"and many more."

Yaozai put his hand on the opponent's. "You asked me yesterday if I liked you."

Mori Ogai raised his eyebrows triumphantly: "I remember you said you liked me."

"I don't deny it, but..." Yaozai changed the topic: "If you ask me to be specific, I can't do it now."

He paused, his expression serious: "Lan Tangying is also my target."

Mori Ogai's hands froze, fixedly staring at Yaoya's always calm eyes, and smiled inappropriately:

"Dazai, Chuya, and now this ex-idol who is wanted. I think I have the right to ask you, how many times will this happen?"

Yaozai narrowed his eyes to avoid his gaze, and lowered his voice: "I don't know, until I complete my goal."

"Target..."_Jiao caramel hall_

Mori Ogai muttered to himself, thoughtfully.

Suddenly, he half-truthfully asked: "What if I say, I can't bear it?"

"..."

Yaozai clenched his other hand tucked into his sleeve into a fist, his nails dug into his palm but he didn't realize the pain.

His tone is irreversible: "Then we'd better go our separate ways."

"..."

pat—

He opened the door while Mori Owai was stunned, one second before Lan Tang was about to attack.

The two looked at each other.

"Are you all right?"

Lantang asked subconsciously, and his attention was quickly attracted by Mori Ogai behind Yaozai.

"you……?"

As if afraid of hearing an answer he didn't want, Lan Tang kept his words vague.

"us……"

Even at this moment, Yaozai is still brewing.

Truth or lie?

Eternal issues are embarrassing.He thought of what Mori Ogai said a moment ago.

What would happen if it was revealed?

"us……"

His words were interrupted abruptly at the beginning.

"I had a quarrel with Miyashiki-sensei last night, and he took me in because it was too late."

Mori Ogai casually tugged on the collar of his windbreaker and said.

Yaozai's heart skipped a beat, he didn't expect that the man was willing to speak for him in the dispute a few seconds ago.

Lan Tang was dubious: "Nothing else happened?"

"Other things?" Mori Ogai pretended to be puzzled, and then suddenly realized, "Do you want to ask us if we did it? Unfortunately, no."

In front of him, Lan Tangying breathed out a breath of relief.

He glanced at Yaozai reproachfully, with a smile on his lips, and ran away briskly.

"..."

Soon, the room returned to quiet, too quiet.

Suffocating silence.

Mori Ou walked past Yaozai without changing his expression.

"Thank you."

Yaozai said softly.His chest seemed to be stuffed with a ball of cotton, and he felt stuffy, panicked, and aching.

"I'm just looking at you for the sake of making me happy last night."

"..."

If words can hurt people, Mori Ogai must be proficient in it.

Yaozai was speechless.

His heart is like a fledgling bird that is just learning to fly, trying to flap its wings but still falling heavily.

Or will bleed to death.

But he can't admit defeat, can't admit defeat.

So, Yaoya slowly smiled with his lips curled up:

"You're welcome, your performance last night was also good, I am very satisfied."

"..."

Silence split the room in two, and the gap between them could never be bridged again.

at this time-

bang bang bang bang—

The clinking of pots and pans and the wafting aroma came from the kitchen.

Yaozai walked towards the kitchen first.

He saw Lan Tang's back preparing breakfast, he was a little flustered in his busy schedule.

"Lantang, I'm going to have an examination later, so I won't eat with you."

"..."

After washing up, Yaozai teleported away from his residence.

Originally, physical strength did not allow him to do so.

But every minute and every second of facing Mori Ogai is a spiritual delay to him, which is too cruel.

Yaoya waited for the elevator expressionlessly.

[The system cautiously voiced: Ubuyashiki-sama, are you alright? ]

Everyone knows the answer to the question, but asking the system is just an urgent expression of concern and lack of words.

like—

It was the same when Mori Ogai had to kill Tachihara to protect him.

"I'm fine." Yaoya said softly.

pat—

The elevator door opened, and when he looked up, a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

"Good morning, Tong Mo."

"Good morning, Yaozai."

The one who met him in the elevator was none other than Tong Mo, the master of bliss and the owner of the bar.

They live in the same building, the 17th floor of Yaozai and the 21st floor of Tongmo.

Yaozai walked straight behind Tong Mo, praying for Xu to survive for a while.

"Did you sleep well last night?"

But Tong Mo is obviously interested in chatting.

"It's okay." Yaozai said concisely.

"That's good."

The dry conversation stopped, and both sides fell silent in unison.

Just as Yaozai breathed a sigh of relief, Tong Mo suddenly raised his hand to look at his watch in a pretentious manner.

Then he looked at his face through the silver control panel.

The invitation came unexpectedly:

"Have breakfast together?"

This Tong Mo is worthy of commanding 250 believers, and the strength in his bones is exactly the same as that of Mori Ogai.

"Next time, I have something else to do." He declined the request.

Just a few simple greetings made Yaoza exhausted.

The mind of a man greatly affects physical strength and everything.

"Ah~" Tong Mo sighed exaggeratedly: "It's a pity, I thought I could develop you into a religion!"

Yaoza couldn't help laughing at the exaggerated expression that the leader had never shown before, and the boulder that suppressed his heart seemed to be a little lighter.

He bent the corner of his mouth to show politeness:

"You have tried Tong Mo several times, should you give up?"

"Ke Yaozai is different from others." The leader said with certainty.

"..."

The ambiguity flowing in Tong Mo's words makes Yaoza tremble with fear.

He was genuinely tired of this mutual testing.

Fortunately—

The elevator doors opened with perfect precision.

With a lonely back, Tong Mo walked out.

"If you have any difficulties, come to me anytime, Yaozai."

He turned his head slowly, the golden sunlight plated a circle of holy gold on his fair cheeks, and his glazed eyes were radiant.

Tong Mo slowly put his fingers in front of his thin lips, smiling warmly:

"This is my 'special service' only available to you."

The author has something to say: the rivalry between the protagonist and the leader is finally written (thank God!

There will be an update tomorrow!about nine o'clock in the evening~