The lover that gravity makes is wrong

[Lover's 100% obedience, 24 hours of validity]

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In this world, in a certain high-rise apartment

Because of walking around in the Hell Games, here we specifically refer to the 'shini ball shooting event'. Not long after entering the house, Nakahara Nakata went to the bathroom with a livid face and took his clothes.

During the period, the third son was still smiling and looking at the back of his lover, pounding the table and laughing, his appearance was very similar to that of a cat who owed a lesson.

"Third son, you wait."

Before closing the bathroom door, Zhong Yuanzhong also pointed Sanzi with his finger through the air, and the warning of 'we will settle the score later' is beyond words.

"Oh, Chuya-sensei, what are you talking about? Modern Japanese is so difficult to understand, I don't know."

The red-haired ghost guard pretended to be stupid and looked at the sky, with a blank expression that he didn't understand.

Zhongyuan Zhong also squinted his cobalt blue eyes, stared at the red-haired ghost meaningfully, and without saying anything, closed the bathroom door with a 'snap'.

In the living room, the third son patted the table and laughed even more arrogantly.

But soon, when the sound of the shower in the bathroom came faintly, the red-haired ghost girl suddenly put away the smile on her face.

She waited patiently with her ears sideways for a while, and after making sure that the brown-haired mafia would not appear suddenly, she immediately changed from a lazy sitting posture lying on the table to a straight sitting posture with her upper body straight.

The red-haired girl reached into the pocket of her skirt, grabbed two bottles of juice with similar shapes, and solemnly placed them on the table, one on the left and the other on the back.

The light from the ceiling of the apartment fell, illuminating the white fingers on the chin of the third son and the pensive expression on his face.

Now, she was ready to carry out a great plan.

The third son looked solemnly.

——Lover's 100% obedience, the time limit is 24 hours

Thanks to Lady Lilith from EU Hell for providing the trick drink.

It's really hell, it's got everything.

Originally, when he heard about this punishment game-like prank juice, the red-haired ghost messenger didn't take it seriously.

She probably knows the effect of these juices.

For example, after drinking, you will involuntarily tell the truth, suddenly fall in love with running [-] miles at night with a heavy load, or other more social behaviors.

Well, as expected of Dad!Even the punishment mechanism is so ingenious!

The third son nodded vigorously, and made a voice of long live the father's control.

It wasn't until she took one of the bottles handed over by the jailer that she inadvertently glanced at the label on it, as if she had been hit by a thunderbolt directly on the top of the sky, she suddenly realized on the spot and thought of a brilliant plan.

No, this is definitely not to poison Mr. Zhongya!

I just thought of a certain brown-haired mafia, who was bullying more and more excessively at the frequency of three meals a day.

The third son tightened his fingers holding the juice bottle, showing cold eyes.

Sorry, Mr. Chuya.

The ghost messengers in hell are very vengeful.

Now is the time for revenge hunting!

In order to make the plan more smooth, the third son deliberately chose a few bottles of fruit juices with similar shapes according to the taste of Nakahara Chuya when passing the convenience store. Just tear off the packaging labels and put them together, you will be safe!

The red-haired ghost waiter put his hands on his hips, looked at the two bottles of fruit juice on the table, and nodded in satisfaction.

Very good, the next step is to let Mr. Chuya drink it.

Getting a Mafia cadre to unsuspectingly drink what was handed him was an almost impossible task.

But for the third son, this is simply a piece of cake.

After all, Zhongyuan Zhong also has no defense against the red-haired girl, and recently, the ocher-haired mafia seems to be more and more fond of sharing food with the third son——

From the other party's mouth, and then cheat a wave of kisses by the way.

The worst time, the third son was pressed on the carpet, and the wrist that wanted to resist was grabbed by the mafia with one hand and shackled above his head.

After waiting for the long deep kiss to end, the red-haired girl came back to her senses and found out in horror that the invisible zipper behind her skirt had been undone for most of it at some point, and her short top was also lifted up, hanging diagonally. , showing a large shoulder.

When he looked in the mirror later, the red-haired ghost was still on his lower back, and he found a few bright red bruises.

Third son: "..."

No, you have to fight back.

The alarm bells in the red-haired girl's head were ringing loudly. Even if she couldn't make Mr. Chuya bully and cry, at least it could be used as a means of 'self-protection' at critical moments!

I'm sorry, Mr. Chuya, this time I have the advantage!

The red-haired ghost girl smiled, with an expression on her face that she was sure of winning.

"What are you giggling about here?"

Chuya Nakahara's voice sounded from behind without warning.

A certain guy with a guilty conscience was so frightened that he shuddered on the spot, and almost lost the two bottles of juice in his hand.

The red-haired girl subconsciously wanted to hide the drink behind her back, but halfway through, she suddenly remembered that the red-haired mafia was behind her, so Hao Xuan restrained her movements.

"Hahaha, you are so fast, Mr. Chuya, have you finished washing so quickly?"

The third son turned around, blinked his eyes, and greeted Zhongya Zhongya who had changed his clothes as if nothing had happened.

On the surface, he was as stable as an old dog, but in reality he was panicking inside, and the back of his head couldn't help but break out in cold sweat.

Damn it, when did the sound of the shower stop?

She is not ready yet!

Don't panic, Sanzi, hold on tight!Just be normal, normal!

The red-haired girl smiled, cheering herself up crazily in her heart, not even noticing what she said.

Naturally, I didn't see the strange expression flashing across the face of the ocher-haired mafia.

As we all know, men can't hear 'fast'.

However, the ghost messenger not only said it, but also repeated it twice in front of Zhefa's lover.

Although I knew that this idiot had no other intentions, but sure enough, I was a little bit uncomfortable.

Zhong Yuanzhong also narrowed his eyes dangerously, and was about to speak, when suddenly his hands felt cold and he was stuffed with a bottle of juice.

The ocher-haired mafia recognized the drink in his hand by virtue of its appearance: "Didn't you buy this downstairs?"

"Yeah! I heard it's a new flavor, very popular!"

The third son held the convenience store money in his hand, staring at Nakahara Chuya with crystal-clear emerald eyes, his round eyes filled with sincerity,

"Teacher Chuya, I know I was wrong, please forgive me after drinking this cup of super popular juice!"

That's right, although it also has a tricky effect, you can't get angry after drinking it!

Aware of his lover's traits of keeping promises, the third son cleverly prepared a 'exoneration charm' for himself.

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his eyebrows, tapped his fingertips on the body of the bottle, made a sound of 'duk duk', and asked pointedly,

"A bottle of juice?"

Well……

The third son puffed up his face.

Obviously the red-haired mafia didn't say it clearly, but the red-haired girl miraculously understood the meaning behind her lover's words.

The red-haired ghost wandered away his eyes shyly, and after dawdling for a while, he finally took a deep breath against the gaze of the brown-haired mafia, and then grabbed Nakahara Chuya's collar with his free right hand, and pulled him to his eyes .

With his uncontrollable heart beating faster, the third son clenched the neckline in his hands, and took the initiative to press his lips to Zhongye's.

The girl clumsily bit her tongue, imitating what the Mafia did in her memory, sticking out her tongue, trying to penetrate her lover's mouth.

But at this time, the ocher-haired mafia just didn't open their mouths.

He bent slightly, lowered his eyelashes in a good mood, and admired his lover's embarrassed expression almost viciously.

Until the third son shouted angrily in a low voice, 'Teacher Chuya! ', he just chuckled, opened his mouth obediently, and enjoyed this rare jerky courtesy.

By the way, I haven't forgotten that at the end, he suddenly bit the tip of the girl's tongue, turned from defense to offense, and kissed the red-haired ghost until his hands and feet went limp.

If it weren't for the arm supporting her waist, the red-haired girl would have slid along the wall and sat on the ground at this moment.

"Yes, is it alright?"

The third son panted unsteadily, and asked in a muttering voice.

Zhong Yuanzhong also bent his eyes in satisfaction, but when he opened his mouth, he spoke another word.

"Third son, to be honest, if you are so attentive, is there something wrong with this cup?"

"!!"

The red-haired girl's face froze, and she tried her best to make an expression of 'no such thing',

"W-how come? Look, I drank all of it, there's no problem, right!"

As he said that, the third son raised the juice in his hand and drank it down in one gulp, holding the empty bottle, and looked at Zhongya Zhongyuan sincerely.

The ocher-haired mafia stared at the third son without saying a word.

The two sides looked at each other for a few seconds as if they were in a confrontation.

After a long three seconds, the red-haired ghost messenger who is not good at lying was the first to be unable to withstand the pressure. He looked away sullenly and gave up struggling.

"...Is it that obvious?"

The third son slumped his shoulders, looking as disappointed as a son of a bitch who was caught in the rain and was grabbed by the nape of the neck,

"Well, this is not a super popular new product, it's actually a newly released trick juice. I heard that it tastes so bad that people want to open the top of the sky, so I want Teacher Chuya to try the poison."

"Take this 'test poison'?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also shook the juice in his hand, showing the eyes of a kindergarten idiot,

"Third son, what do you think? In fact, you are not five hundred years old, but five years old."

"Well!!!"

The red-haired girl who was ridiculed for being childish covered her chest in shock and complained unwillingly,

"What, then again, it's not Chuya-sensei's fault! I've been doing some inexplicable things lately, each time getting worse! You know it, you know it. I... woo..."

The third son became more and more wronged as he talked, and finally buried his face in Zhongya Zhongya's collar and gave up struggling completely.

The air quieted down.

The red-haired girl pretended to be dead and was buried in Nakahara Chuya's arms.

Just when she began to mourn that "Teacher Zhongye is really not easy to deceive" and was about to give up the so-called counterattack plan, she suddenly felt a warm feeling on the back of her head, and the big palm of the mafia touched her head.

"I really can't do anything about you." Zhong Yuanzhong also sighed.

Immediately afterwards, Sanzi heard the sound of the bottle cap being opened, and the sound of drinking water induced by his Adam's apple.

"Eh?"

Succeeded?

The victory came so suddenly that the third son raised his head in a daze.

"Why, is this enough?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also funny, but also lowered his head helplessly, and handed the empty drink bottle to the third son's eyes, shaking it.

The red-haired girl glanced at the empty bottle, then looked up at the usual brown-haired mafia, and tentatively said,

"Mr. Chuya, how does the juice taste?"

"It is nothing special."

Zhongyuan Zhong also put the empty bottle back on the table, thought for a while and said,

"It's said to be an unpalatable trick drink, but it's actually similar to ordinary honeydew soda."

...Of course it's about the same, because that bottle of [Lovers 100% Obedience] tastes like honeydew melon.

The third son blinked his eyes, and the smile on the corner of his mouth rose higher and higher, as bright as the noon sun in June.

Zhong Yuanzhong also sensed something was wrong: "Third son?"

"Humph!"

The third son nimbly jumped back, and withdrew from Chuya Nakahara's arms, with his arms akimbo proudly,

"You've been fooled, Mr. Chuya! This is indeed a tricky drink, but it's not from a convenience store, but a new product from EU Hell [Lovers 100% Obedience]!"

As the saying goes, a true lie should be told with half the truth.

Of course she knew that she was not good at lying, so she simply used her tricks, pretending to be seen through, and throwing out the bait.

By the way, for realism, the bottle of juice she drank was also honeydew melon.

Although it doesn't taste like soda, the taste is unexpectedly mellow and familiar.

Hey, I didn't expect that the convenience store in the neon world is so conscientious, and it doesn't fool people with concentrated juice.

Sanzi thought in surprise.

At the same time, a small disturbing reminder flashed across her mind, but it was perfectly ignored by the red-haired ghost!

Humph, she can't wait to start enjoying the fruits of victory!

"Now, Mr. Chuya, pour me red wine. By the way, the third son wants to watch the pole dance!"

The red-haired ghost thought for a while, then raised his finger and added,

"Sensei Chuya must dance in person! Don't use movies and videos to fool people!"

"Oh, then you are quite cautious."

The calm voice of the ocher mafia rang out slowly in the apartment, with an inexplicably dangerous aura.

"Of course!"

The third son raised his chin proudly, waiting for Zhongyuan Zhongye to act.

However, a second passed.

Three seconds passed.

Ten seconds passed again.

Nothing happened, Zhongya Nakahara still stood where he was, looking at the red-haired girl with his hands crossed over his chest, his cobalt blue pupils were dark, and his eyes were a little creepy.

The red-haired ghost turned his head suspiciously: "Eh? Why is there no response, is it bad..."

The third son looked at the two empty drink bottles on the table.

She was sure that Chuya-sensei had swallowed the juice into her stomach, and after so long, it should have an effect...

wrong!Chuya-sensei did drink it.

But what he drank was the bottle in his own hand!

If there is any opportunity to switch bags——

The red-haired girl's eyes flashed unexpectedly not long ago, when she was kissed until her legs became weak.

silent.

Silence is the apartment of the night.

"Then, what is it, Teacher Zhongye... the night is not bad tonight, the stars are shining haha, hahaha..."

The third son looked at Zhongyuan Zhongye with a dry smile, and under the shocking gaze of the other party, he took a step back tentatively and without a trace, and then took another step.

Then—run away, teleport!

It's now, run!

The speed of the red-haired ghost was very fast, but faster than her was the order issued by the red-haired mafia, which passed through the air and passed into her ears like lightning.

"stop."

The two light and fluttering words made the third son's body froze instantly when he heard it, his hands, feet and brain seemed to have his own consciousness, disregarding the master's instructions, he actually interrupted the teleportation and stopped!

...So it turns out that the trick drink in EU Hell is not broken! ! !

Why is there such an evil thing!It's outrageous!

This time, the red-haired ghost messenger really felt his scalp tingling, and the cold sweat on his back was pouring out like rain.

"Turn around and sit beside me, third son."

Like a puppet on a string, the red-haired girl turned around straight, walked to the sofa, and sat down next to the Mafia's body.

"Huh? [Lover's 100% Obedience], so that's the effect."

Zhongyuan Zhong also raised his hand, stroked Sanzi's cheek, his fingers moved down the curve, slid across the neck, and gently landed on the red-haired girl's back.

Across the jacket, the fingertips seemed to be casually pressed on the buckle of the clothes, tapping one after another.

"Sanzi, you sweat a lot, are you hot?"

The red-haired ghost girl just wanted to nod, but when she met the cobalt blue eyes without a trace of expectation from the mafia, she suddenly got excited, and quickly shook her head with happiness,

"Why, how could it be, hahaha, I'm super cool, really!"

So get your hands out of the way!

The third son, who was restricted by the order, did not dare to act rashly for the time being, for fear of irritating the mafia in front of him and hearing some shameless orders.

"Teacher Chuya, I was wrong, really."

The third son took the big palm of the mafia with both hands, rubbed it on his cheek in a fawning manner, blinked his eyes skillfully, showing the eyes of a dog begging for mercy.

Unfortunately, a certain brown-haired mafia seems to have grown tired of it.

Zhongyuan Zhong also stretched out his hand in deep thought, and curled up his fingers to squeeze the third son's chin affectionately.

Then he seemed to think of something, suddenly raised the corners of his mouth, and a smile appeared on his face,

"Want some red wine, Sanzi?"

Third son: "...Huh?"

Is this cute?

And such a good thing——? ? ?

However, it turns out that a certain ghost girl was thinking too much.

And, never underestimate a man's creativity in a certain way.

After living for so many years, today, the third son realizes that you don't need a glass to drink.

On the sofa of the apartment, the red-haired ghost girl was cornered by the mafia.

Behind her is the back of the sofa, and in front of her is Nakahara Chuya who is bending over to block the light.

"That's enough, Chuya-sensei, I can't drink—"

"Open your mouth, third son."

Another sip of rich and strong red wine was kissed into the third son's mouth by the mafia.

The red-haired girl tried her best to move her throat, but she couldn't swallow all the wine at once, so more expensive red wine could only regretfully overflow from the lips of the two, dripping down the neck and into the girl's mouth. deep neckline.

Drunkness flooded Sanzi's cheeks, her face was blushing, and her emerald-like pupils lost their usual sobriety.

The pupils couldn't focus, and he stared at Chuya Nakahara in front of him in a little confusion.

This fragile and capable expression made Nakahara Chuya's throat tighten, and his cobalt blue eyes turned dangerously dark.

"Third son."

Zhong Yuanzhong also pinched the red-haired girl's chin, and kissed the third son's lips, the tip of his nose, the bright red corners of his eyes, and even the emerald eyes that he fell in love with at first sight with his red wine-scented tongue.

"Third son, remember what I told you, the interest in using the mafia at will is very high."

"—Since you can make requests at will, then I will not be polite."

"Let's continue in another spacious place."

In a blur of consciousness, the third son was bitten on the earlobe, and heard Zhong Yuan also whispering in her ear, exhaling slowly,

"Want to run? Don't even think about it."