Black's me is also jumping repeatedly today

It has been almost two weeks since the undercover incident, Zhuyeqing almost turned down all the missions, and stayed in the base all day, except for herself, no one knew what she was doing.

If it wasn't for Vodka's friendly delivery of food and drink to her every day, she would have starved to death silently by herself.

"Zhuyeqing," finally the model worker Ginjiu couldn't stand it anymore, and came to the door gloomyly, "Are you trying to resist softly? You are just an undercover agent, and his death has such a big impact on you?"

Zhuyeqing who was pulled out by him subconsciously covered his head with a pillow, trying to block his noisy voice.

Gin: "..."

Gin loaded his gun and shot her in the ear.

Drowsy, Zhuyeqing, who was trying to stay in bed, suddenly woke up.

"... came to me in such a hurry, the organization was destroyed?" Zhuye Qing said with a tone of 100% impatience.

"Zhuyeqing, you haven't stepped out of this door for a week, do you want to die here?!"

Gin is really annoyed.

Take a look at the people around him, they are either undercover agents or useless, some capable ones are either [-]-year-olds or rebels, and the rest of them are intermittently complacent, and continue to eat and wait to die.

This organization can't wait!

"Yawn... Then you just don't care about me? Out of sight, out of mind."

Qin Jiu: "...Zhuyeqing. When the boss handed you over to me, he set a task quota for you."

"If you can't finish it... then the punishment will not change a little because of your status."

"Are you threatening me, Gin?"

The voice of the black-haired girl became indifferent at some point.

"Oh, it's just a warning." Gin narrowed his eyes: "At 5:[-] p.m., meet at the clubhouse."

"Are you going to take me on a mission?" Zhuyeqing didn't appreciate it at all, the gauze around her eyes had been wiped off, she closed her eyes and said indifferently: "Wake up, I can fall asleep anytime, anywhere now, you really rest assured?"

Of course, Gin also found out what she said.

The deeper the winter, the worse her mental state was. Occasionally, when Gin saw her, she always looked sleepy, as if she could only survive on coffee.

In the past few days to the end of the new year, her symptoms have become more and more obvious, and it has completely affected her daily life.

"Are you... hibernating?"

Gin looked at the scales under her eyes, and involuntarily stretched out his hand to hold down the pieces of orderly matter, rubbed his fingertips inexplicably itchy, and felt uncomfortable because of the layer of black gloves. real.

"Hmm..." Feeling his touch, the black-haired girl subconsciously tilted her head, trying to avoid it.

A chuckle overflowed from the man's mouth. Although it carried a murderous and cold air that could not be ignored, it could be subtly felt—his current mood was not bad.

Gin noticed that after being sober for a short time, she fell asleep again.

The Zhuyeqing who fell asleep was at least ten times cuter than when she woke up, and she looked extremely obedient and well-behaved. If she put on a school uniform, she would be a childish student, exuding a sense of purity and youthfulness.

The dark green eyes of the white-haired man were hidden in the shadows, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

At this moment, the black-haired girl moved.

She was still in a drowsy state, but she seemed to be looking for something instinctively, and gradually approached the white-haired man.

Gin did not move.

His dark green eyes, which always make people feel cold and terrifying, looked at her for a moment, and the indescribable emotions settled into a dark color inside.

—she touched his black coat.

The coat is not made of leather, and it is not cold to the touch, but it is definitely not warm either.The black-haired girl subconsciously frowned, continued to explore the heat source, and put her hand into the coat.

Gin still didn't move.

As a Topkiller, the severe cold in winter is nothing to him. His strong physique allows him to easily resist the cold. In other words, the inside of the black coat is actually very warm.

——So it attracted some cold-blooded animals.

The girl, who looked extremely coquettish against the backdrop of silver scales, finally sent herself to the door, and buried herself in a warm embrace without any sense of crisis. Her hair slipped down, revealing a beautiful snow-white nape that was not covered by scales.

The butterfly bone seems to be able to flap its wings and leap out in the next second.

The gin rolls slightly in the throat.

The color in his eyes darkened a little, and he grabbed the back of the girl's neck with his hand, and his pulse beat slowly in his hand.

Looking down from this angle, the shirt is slightly empty due to the posture, and the large white and graceful back comes into view, which can almost hurt people's eyes.

The white shirt was crumpled.

It's an eyesore.

Gin stretched out his hand, hovered over the shirt, and finally closed his eyes.

"Zhuyeqing." He heard his rare hoarse voice: "Has your vigilance been eaten by a dog?"

The black head in his arms moved.

Qin Jiu picked up the collar at the back of her neck, and was just about to throw her aside with restraint, when he heard the somewhat indistinct voice of the black-haired girl.

"……Well."

"But... gin..."

The white-haired man stopped breathing slightly, lowered his eyes, and leaned over to listen to her words.

"...breath...is gin."

So, no need to be vigilant.

The hand holding the collar tightened slightly.

The man's eyelashes trembled, and he paused for a moment while maintaining this movement.

For him... there is no need to be vigilant.

After a while, the man laughed silently.

The corners of the lips curled up, filled with excitement and evil thoughts, and finally turned into a bloody and cold smile, and said in a hoarse voice: "Zhuyeqing...you gave me a surprise."

He narrowed his eyes, and rubbed a red mark on the back of her neck with his hands, and then continued the action just now, pulling her aside, and using one hand to stop her instinctively continuing to rub against his arms, One hand was free to try to make a phone call calmly.

The call is dialed out, and the second is connected.

"Brother?" Vodka's voice came over.

"From now on, you don't have to deliver food to Zhuyeqing every day." Qin Jiu said straight to the point.He wasn't one to talk nonsense.

"Ah?" Vodka still hadn't reacted: "What about Zhuyeqing?"

Also, big brother's voice...why is it so hoarse?

Gin didn't answer him, but hung up the phone directly.

Vodka held the mobile phone with a face covered in circles, not knowing what the eldest brother wanted to do.You know, the person who told him to remember to deliver meals to Zhuyeqing every day was also the elder brother.

...Could it be possible that the eldest brother wants to personally deliver...?

Forget it, as soon as this thought came out, he shuddered himself.

It's too scary to imagine.

The silver-haired man looked down at Zhuyeqing, and fired again. As expected, she gradually regained consciousness when she heard the gunshot.

Zhuyeqing blinked her eyes, focused her gaze, and slowly reflected Gin Wine's usual cold expression, which was normal.

"...You haven't left yet?" She couldn't help but yawned again, and the end of her voice became uncontrollably lazy and soft.

The man didn't move.

The black-haired girl was feeling a little strange when she heard the man's deep and pleasant voice.

"...Zhuyeqing, as I said before, don't overestimate the moral standards of the members of the organization."

Whether it's gin or others, it's not a good thing.

Zhuyeqing paused for a yawn.

Her mind suddenly cleared up, and she typed a question mark, looking a little dazed.

Qin Jiu didn't say anything more, but raised his lips and said, "Let's go."

"Where are you going?" Zhuyeqing asked a little depressed.

"Nighting private club. The boss is ours."

It was rare for him to answer this question patiently again, making Zhuyeqing couldn't help but look at him more.

What happened to Gin today?

However, before she could think too much, Gin stepped out the door first, leaving behind a sentence of "five o'clock in the afternoon, be there on time" and disappeared.

——But the problem is, it's already past three o'clock in the afternoon.

"..." Mochizuki was a little speechless.Isn't this time enough for her to change clothes, simply pack up and rush all the way to the clubhouse?What's with the gin?Which undercover brother who died heroically provoked him again?

While making complaints about this, she also realized that she just fell asleep.

[Hibernation] is too strong, if she doesn't go back to the lab, she might have to be transported back

What's more... Because she knew that Qin Jiu had learned her secret, when she was with the other party, she subconsciously judged that this was a relatively safe environment.In this way, as long as the other party does not have the intention to kill, she will not be able to wake up in time - not to mention that she is still trapped in the irresistible instinct of hibernation.

I'm in trouble.

The black-haired girl thought with some distress.

After all, I am not really someone who has been immersed in such a tense environment since I was a child. It may take some time to maintain my vigilance against gin under such circumstances.

Zhuyeqing changed her clothes neatly, put on her leather boots, checked the time, put on her gloves and took a white blindfold, and went out. She didn't see any members of the organization along the way.Except for the initial running-in period, when Gin came to her for something and wanted to take her out, no one would be allowed to move around in the base to ensure that her information was kept confidential.

Ordinary members bowed their heads when they saw her, and someone beat them. They knew that some people should not let them remember their appearance.

Zhuyeqing saw Gin sitting in the car.

—You guessed it, Gin was waiting for her.

Gin Jiu glanced up at her, pinched out the cigarette, and said coldly after she got into the car: "I gave you enough time, Zhuyeqing."

However, the black-haired girl's eyes were not covered by anything, and the shallow layer of scales below her could be seen at a glance. Even her hair was not braided as usual, but loosely scattered behind her.

"Isn't it because you are pressing too hard? Nighting is not close to here. Your authority is high, just delete the monitoring." Zhuyeqing said briskly, and turned sideways on the co-pilot very naturally: "Do me a favor Say, Monsieur Guardian?"

The sight of the back is as real as it is.

Zhuyeqing didn't care, she still judged that the gin was of the [safe] level.

Unlike Belmode, as long as she still has irreplaceable value in the organization, Gin will never hurt her, and will even protect her at all costs.

So reassuring, isn't it?

That's why she didn't count gin to death like Belmode.

It's just that for her, gin is worth more than Belmode.

"Do it yourself." Gin said.

"I'll fall asleep." Zhuyeqing dragged out her voice distressedly: "I woke up halfway through the braiding and found that my hair was loose or something... It's so troublesome. If Mr. Guardian doesn't help——sometimes it's good to change your hairstyle choose?"

Gin: "..."

He frowned irritably.

His hand is the hand of the gun, the hand of the murderer, the hand of the killer.

But these hands... have never had human hair braided.