Miss Dazai has something to say

Zhong Yuanzhong also subconsciously took a step back.

Immediately afterwards, the woman's panting sound filled the entire bathroom.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also staggered and nearly fell, but fortunately he was saved by holding on to the sink, but unfortunately the bottles and cans on the sink were pushed down and fell to the ground with a thud.

"You—?" Zhongyuan Zhong also wanted to cover his ears with his hands, but felt inexplicably lacking in momentum, so he could only clenched his fists and put them in his bag.

"Do you still have time to record while you're doing things!"

That's right, the panting sound in the MP3 belongs to Osamu Dazai.

"I don't care about that, it's edited and synthesized," Dazai Osamu held the mp3 between his fingertips, watched Chuya Nakahara's reaction with a smile, and then swept the shampoo, shower gel, etc. on the sink to the ground with a wave of his hand .

The sound of ping-pong-pong and the woman's panting seemed a bit messy, and there were some inexplicable ambiguities.

Osamu Dazai even went to the door and kicked the bathroom door.

Nakahara tried his best to ignore the increasingly high-pitched panting, and silently moved away from Osamu Dazai: "What are you doing?"

Osamu Dazai: "Intense."

"Snapped!"

The pen in his hand was inserted into the desk, and the veins on the back of his hand were exposed.

Mori Ogai stood up straight, the chair rubbing against the ground made a loud noise, which seemed a bit abrupt in the empty bedroom.

But no matter how abrupt it was, it couldn't compare to the sudden sound of panting coming from the bathroom.

There was the sound of things being pushed, doors being banged.

"It's really..." Mori Ogai strode to the door.

He raised his foot and wanted to kick it, but when it touched the door, he took it back in time.

Mori Owai walked up and down in front of the door, originally trying to calm down, but his pace became more and more urgent.

In the bathroom, Zhong Yuanzhong only felt that he was about to explode.

He was very familiar with Dazai Osamu's voice, but he had never heard such a soft and sticky voice.

It's so weird.

This……

Zhong Yuanzhong also took a few deep breaths.

"Dazai Osamu, don't let go."

There was even an imperceptible tremor in his voice.

Osamu Dazai was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Nakahara Chuya: "I am a normal man."

Osamu Dazai glanced at Chuya Nakahara's lower body, but found nothing unusual, and after thinking for a second, he ignored Chuya Nakahara's problem.

"You endure."

Nakahara couldn't bear it any longer, so he went directly to snatch the mp3 from Osamu Dazai's hand and crushed it.

"Clap"

The mp3 that once set off a huge wave in the hearts of the two was crushed like this.

"What are you doing?" Osamu Dazai frowned, "Didn't you say you wanted to cooperate with me?"

Nakahara Chuya propped his hands on the sink, squeezed his knees between Dazai Osamu's legs, and looked at Dazai Osamu.

"I said, I'm a normal man."

The man's forehead was covered with sweat, and the warm breath hit his face, and his blue eyes seemed to be soaked in water.

Osamu Dazai turned his face away, and stretched out a finger to poke Chuya Nakahara's chest.

"leave me alone."

Nakahara Chuya retracted his hands from the sink and put them on the sides of his thighs, but he didn't intend to walk away, and he stood in front of Osamu Dazai.

It's a little quiet in the bathroom.There were only some heavy panting sounds in the Central Plains.

The atmosphere is a little strange.

It was rare for Dazai to rule, and he felt a little guilty.

It stands to reason that Zhongya should be the one with the guilty conscience, he disrupted her plan.

But she seemed to have hurt him a bit.

"Hey——" Osamu Dazai broke the embarrassment, "Have you never found a woman? At least you are a cadre."

"You look good, you have a good figure, the people who chase you should all go to Tokyo, right?"

Nakahara looked at Osamu Dazai's neck, rolled up the cuffs of his shirt, and answered after a while.

"It's dangerous." Many of the powerful people died on the bed.

Nakahara also twisted up a strand of Osamu Dazai's hair that fell on her chest, and put it behind her shoulders.

"I may not tell my future wife who I really am, I don't want her to live in my lies, I can't give my future wife a stable life, and I can't be with her all day, it's better not to go harm others."

Osamu Dazai leaned back, and she felt that the strand of hair that Nakahara Nakaya had twisted up just now was hot on her back.

"I can't see that you are still a good husband." Osamu Dazai was a little surprised that Nakahara would say these words to her in this situation, "Then why don't you find a colleague?"

Nakahara Chuya glanced at Osamu Dazai, but said nothing.

The bathroom fell into silence again.

After a long time, Osamu Dazai poked Chuya Nakahara's shoulder with his middle finger.

"Rang Rang, you blocked me."

Zhong Yuanzhong also moved away silently.

Osamu Dazai jumped off the sink, then walked to the edge of the bathtub and started to turn on the water.

Zhong Yuan also raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing?"

Dazai sat on the edge of the bathtub to test the temperature of the water.

"The plan was ruined by you, please find a replacement."

"Be sure to cooperate with me later... Well, don't look at me like that, I will realize that you are a man!"

The only sound left in the bathroom was the sound of running water.

It was too quiet.

But Osamu Dazai was puzzled by this strange atmosphere, but he couldn't find a way to solve it, so he could only show it badly and just ignore it.

Water was set up quickly.

"Turn around"

Osamu Dazai paused for a moment while unbuttoning his shirt, then turned to look at Nakahara Chuya.

He seemed to be getting a little hot. After taking off his coat, only a small vest was left open. The sleeves of his arms were rolled up, exposing a section of his wrist.

Only then did Zhongyuan turn around.

Dazai took off his clothes and went into the bathtub.

The warm water quickly turned his fair skin a little red.

Zhongyuan Zhong also understood in seconds, and then began to take off his clothes.

Osamu Dazai: "What are you doing?"

Fuck, what's going on in Central Plains now.

Nakahara Nakaya stood under the shower and put cold water directly.

"Looking for help," he turned his head to look at Dazai Osamu, reached out and stroked the wet hair on his forehead, revealing a pair of beautiful eyebrows and smooth forehead.

The two were relatively speechless.

For a while, there was only the "rustling" sound of water in the bathroom.

The hot air in the bathtub rose upwards, quickly blurring the two people's vision.

Central Plains is not squinting.But he still accidentally saw the snow-white skin on Dazai Zhi's chest, which irresistibly reminded him of Dazai Zhi tossing the cherries he bought back and forth a few days ago.

After he took it home and washed it with water, the water slipped from the bright red cherries, and when he opened the cherries, the bright red juice and pink flesh slowly flowed out.

Nakahara Chuya pursed his lips into a straight line until they turned white, and then turned the water even bigger.

Although Osamu Dazai was also looking straight ahead, he was still affected.

The bathtub was very close to the shower, and the water falling from the nozzle fell on Nakahara Chuya's body and then splashed on her arms, neck and chest.

It was obviously cold water in bits and pieces, but then it became scalding hot.

Like being by a stove, sparks splashed on the neck.

In this bath, neither of them felt very comfortable.

After soaking in hot water for more than ten minutes, Osamu Dazai got up, and Nakahara Nakahara had already washed and dressed, leaning against the wall and waiting for Osamu Dazai with his hands in his arms.

He hides far away.

Osamu Dazai wiped the water off his body slowly with a bath towel, and specially picked out a pink bathrobe to put on.

She walked up to Nakahara Chuya and wrapped her hands around Nakahara Chuya's neck.

Whisper in his ear.

"Hold me out".