The lover that gravity makes is wrong

Now that he has made up his mind, the third son is not ready to hold back.

PortMafia's gravity user, she wants to see if gravity is really so hard to beat!

But in an instant, the figure of the red-haired ghost girl disappeared once again.

Different from the so-called Dark Shark Technique that eliminates the breath, the disappearance of the third son is truly leaving no trace.

The former is just stealth, no matter how well it is hidden, the killing intent at the moment of the attack cannot be hidden no matter what.

However, the red-haired ghost is the complete opposite. The convenience of the flash, coupled with the quickness of the shot, means that when the third son gets serious, what Zhongyuan Zhong also faces is not only a formidable opponent. , and an assassin who understands all his habits and timing of moves!

"interesting."

"If you lose, don't cry, Sanzi."

Zhong Yuanzhong also spread his five fingers, and the gravity ability was brewing between his fingers.

During the flow of breath, an imperceptible power is like a transparent net, with the ocher-haired mafia as the center, it spreads out to the surroundings in an instant, and melts into the air silently.

It only takes one blow, one opening.

He can catch the prey, and firmly bind the phantom ghost in the cage of gravity, so that she can no longer do as she pleases.

"Hmph, I've said it all, the same trick is useless against ghosts!"

The red-haired girl's voice was close to Zhongya Chuya, and sounded from the back of the red-haired mafia.

The cold white light of the knife flashed from the corner of Zhongya Zhongya's eyes, and the moment the red-haired mafia turned his head, he threw all the kitchen knives out!

The sharp blades glisten in the afterglow of the setting sun, eyeballs, throats, arteries, back of the heart...every one is aimed at the weakness of the mafia and rushes away!

Located in the center of the Central Plains, there is no way to hide and no way to retreat!

But Sanzi knew that with this trick alone, her monster-like lover would not be easily taken down.

Sure enough, just before the tip of the knife was about to pierce the mafia's eyeballs, it was suddenly covered with a layer of red light from a supernatural power, and then the group froze for a moment, then suddenly changed direction in the next second, towards the direction of the girl's voice , Qi Qi rushed!

However, Nakahara didn't even turn his head to take a look!

As if he had predicted it long ago, he suddenly stretched out his hand, his five fingers turned into claws, and grabbed his side and rear!

Unexpectedly, at the same time Zhongyuan Zhongye shot at the place that should have been empty, a red-haired figure flashed in an instant, only a few centimeters away from the mafia's fingertips!

The red-haired girl opened her eyes wide in shock.

Teacher Zhongye, did he figure out where he would appear? !

"Third son."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the red-haired ghost who was about to be included in the net, and slowly raised the corners of his mouth, his cobalt blue pupils became sharper with awe-inspiring fighting spirit,

"In addition to force in battle, prediction is equally important—!"

Seeing that the cage was close at hand, the red-haired girl blinked suddenly, her eyebrows and eyes curved, and she showed a little devil smile of "you've been fooled",

"This sentence is also for you, Zhongya ~ teacher ~"

Zhongyuan Zhong also felt a move in his heart.

Just when he was about to grab the girl, the red-haired ghost suddenly bent his waist flexibly.

The tail of red hair barely brushed against the mafia's fingertips, and the third son just avoided Nakahara Nakaya's clenched fingers in an incredibly flexible posture.

She has no room for her lover to react.

In the next second, the oven that had been prepared for a long time came crashing down.

At the moment it was broken by gravity, the water bomb hidden in it suddenly exploded, and in an instant, Zhongya's whole body was poured.

"water?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also glanced at the dripping gloves and raised his eyebrows.

"Answer—wrong!"

Sanzi stepped on his feet and floated up into the air. With a smile, he threw the electrified wire in his hand to the ground and activated the switch.

"It's the Nine Heavens Profound Thunder!"

Oops--!

Zhong Yuanzhong also shrank his pupils.

The next second, crackle.

A dangerous electric arc flashed across the water-stained floor, and the next moment——

boom!

Countless electric currents exploded, thick smoke filled the air, and filled the entire apartment in an instant.

The smoke floated up to the ceiling, but the fire alarm was not triggered. The reason was very simple, because the third son had already destroyed the alarm in advance.

"Hmph, what's the matter, Mr. Zhongye, soldiers never tire of cheating."

The red-haired ghost girl was suspended in mid-air, proudly akimbo, looking down at the raging electric current and smoke below,

"Don't worry, it's just an ordinary voltage, at most it will turn into a black exploding head!"

Well, speaking of it, Chuya-sensei's afro-head look is definitely super interesting!

"You have to hurry up and take a picture!"

The third son's eyes lit up, and he reached out to touch the mobile phone on his body, "Well, mobile phone, strange, I remember putting it in my pocket..."

The red-haired ghost messenger was concentrating on looking through her pockets, but she couldn't find a phone. In a daze, a hand wearing a black glove stretched out from behind her, and handed over a mobile phone at the right time.

"If you can't find it, use mine first."

"Oh! Thanks, that was a great help—huh?"

The third son looked at the communicator that had unlocked the screen lock intimately in his eyes, his eyes lit up, and he was about to reach out to take it, but suddenly his scalp tightened and he reacted.

...Speaking of which, Chuya-sensei, shouldn't you burn your afro on the floor?

That—then who is behind her?

The red-haired girl stared at the palm holding the phone in front of her like a ghost.

The black gloves, slender fingers and round joints were so familiar that she closed her eyes, and she could guess who it was just by the touch!

Ah... this, this...

The third son froze on the spot.

But at this time, the voice behind her sounded very understandingly,

"Don't? Or—do you prefer SLR, Sanzi?"

——SLR and SLR are not out of the question.

Although a certain red-haired ghost wanted to answer this way, her intuition told her that it was best not to speak out now, otherwise, terrible things would easily happen.

Just imagine, a mafia who can use a floor-to-ceiling mirror as a prop for bullying, Sanzi doesn't seem to know at all, the second use of a SLR.

"Cough...then, what..."

The red-haired girl turned her head back inch by inch like a rusty robot.

She blinked her eyes, crossed her arms, and showed an innocent smile to the brown-haired mafia who was watching her,

"Welcome home, Teacher Chuya?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the third son and smiled slightly.

Two seconds later, a red-haired errand who was jumping around demolishing the house was held by the mafia on the only intact dining table in the apartment.

As soon as his back came into contact with the cold temperature of the table, Sanzi's scalp suddenly exploded, and the nervous alarm representing survival was beeping in his brain.

"Wait, wait... Teacher Chuya?!"

"No! No! I refuse! Then... again, be careful to kill everyone! I mean it, I will definitely kill everyone!"

The third son pressed down on the hem of the skirt with both hands, refusing San Lian.

However, she blocked the front, but unexpectedly, Nakahara Chuya's hand went directly behind her, accurately found the position of the invisible zipper behind her, and opened the zipper.

Third son: "——!!!"

etc! !So the zippers on each of her dresses were changed to the back, is that out of consideration? !

The red-haired girl stared round her doggy eyes in horror, revealing a shocking gaze that looked at a pervert.

In fact, she actually said so.

"Teacher Zhongye, are you a pervert! Zhongyuan is a pervert, Zhongyuan is a sex addict!"

Sanzi subconsciously wanted to teleport to save his life.

Then her thoughts moved, the red light flashed slightly on the headband wrapped around the red hair, and the Huangba spit power left on it fixed his Son of God in place.

The third son collapsed: "... When did this happen!"

After one accident after another, the third son felt that his three views were almost shattered.

At this moment, she seems to have finally realized——

Some mafia gangs look bold and generous, but in fact, the fact that they want to control is terrifyingly strong.

"Don't be afraid, I really won't do anything this time."

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the lover who was so frightened that his hair was split into two, and couldn't help but patted the girl's head.

"Really?"

The third son tightened his legs warily, staring at the mafia's emerald eyes filled with the word 'vigilance'.

There is no way, the credit value of a certain gravity agent has completely collapsed in the heart of the red-haired girl, shattered into glass shards.

The gravity user who said 'can't do anything' last time, what did he do in the end?

Oh, he ate his fill.

"I promise."

Zhong Yuan also leaned down and placed a kiss on the third son's forehead.

A dandelion is like a feather, without any transcendent breath, more like a simple caress and touch.

The red-haired ghost was taken aback for a moment, and slightly let go of her hand holding the hem of her skirt. Before she could completely let go of her guard, Zhong Yuanzhong also added,

"It should be enough after a fight, let me see the wound?"

What wound?

Sanzi blinked suspiciously.

As if seeing the dazed look of the red-haired ghost, Nakahara didn't explain, but just curled up the finger on the girl's thigh, moved the fingertip up, and stroked it lightly at a certain position as if hinting.

Third son: "..."

Third son: "..."

The red-haired ghost boy reacted, his cheeks flushed, and he stammered: "W-That's not it, anyway, there is no such thing as a wound!"

"you sure?"

This time, it was Zhong Yuanzhong's turn to show a suspicious expression,

"But when I checked in the morning, I found it was a little swollen..."

"Ahh! Shut up, Central Plains pervert! You've said it's okay, so it's okay!"

A certain red-haired girl's eyes circled like mosquito coils.

She no longer cared about the hem of the skirt, and directly stretched out her hands to cover Nakahara Chuya's mouth, for fear that the other party would say anything more shameful.

Is this really the teacher Chuya who used to blush and feel embarrassed?

Bring back that innocent teacher Zhongyuan!

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was strongly resisted, did not speak. He stared at the red-cheeked ghost for a while, and slowly narrowed his cobalt blue pupils.

He took the palm covering his face with his left hand, and kissed the inside of the third son's wrist sideways.

The warm lips were attached to the girl's pulse, and the breath fluctuated with each beat, and then passed into the third son's heart together.

Use your wrist instead of your lips.

Zhong Yuanzhong also squinted his gaze, his blue pupils contained burning aggression, and even his soft tone carried a hint of intimacy and coercion.

"Third son, you know, I always have other ways, right."

The red-haired ghost's eyelashes fluttered, and he pursed his lips in disbelief, but he couldn't deny that the evil lover was right.

Instead of being on guard against the opponent all the time, you don't know when to step on the trap.

It's better to let the other party complete the inspection while the mafia has concerns and it won't turn into another 'bully'.

...Well, but this feeling of being suppressed all the time is really uncomfortable!

But—this is a good opportunity.

The third son looked at the mafia above, the light bulb of wisdom in his mind 'ding' lit up, and a new idea popped up.

"Then...in exchange, Teacher Chuya, you have to promise me one request."

The red-haired ghost waited for a second after finishing speaking, as if to prevent lovers from haggling, he quickly continued,

"Let's say it first, Mr. Chuya can't refuse, and haggling is also forbidden. After all, I'm super angry, and I'm going to beat you up, and then go back to the ground..."

"it is good."

"……Eh?"

Zhong Yuan's straightforward attitude of agreeing made the red-haired ghost stop unexpectedly.

The third son looked at Zhongya Zhongyuan, and couldn't help stretching out his insatiable feet quietly: "Will you do anything?"

Zhong Yuan also nodded generously: "Anything is fine."

Um, so easy to talk about? !

The victory came so suddenly, the third son always felt a little unreal.

Of course, if the third son is willing to take out the phone at this time and dial the number of an old Chinese doctor who is experienced in "male and female affairs" in Taoyuan Township far away in the kingdom of heaven, she will get a "Never with your boyfriend, Especially the mafia man deal' answer.

The rationale behind it is simple.

In the words of the leader of PortMafia, Mori Ogai, it is——

'The essence of the alliance is [advance payment], paying off the loss for the other party in advance, and then exchange it for a hundred times the profit. '

In human terms, there is absolutely no disadvantage.

It's a pity that a certain red-haired ghost messenger still knows too little about the Mafia.

So, at this moment, happily reached an 'agreement' with the mafia lover.

"It's settled! Chuya-sensei, you can do anything!"

The third son loosened the strength of his legs, grabbed the cross tie on Nakahara Chuya's chest, and emphasized again.

"Ah, anything is fine."

Zhong Yuanzhong also raised the corners of his lips, leaned his head against the red-haired girl's ear, and kissed the third son's ear lightly.

He didn't hesitate any more in the movement of his hand, he lowered his head and bit the black glove on his fingertips, tore it off his fingers, and then went straight in to check the wound.

"—!!"

The third son took a deep breath, tightened his grip on the crossed tie under his fingers, and relaxed his muscles in response to the soft command in his ear.

The result of the examination was that a certain red-haired ghost girl did not lie, the redness disappeared, and it returned to normal.

The resilience of ghosts.

Nakahara Zhong also withdrew his hand, looked at the red-haired girl who was nervously looking at him, lowered his head and put his lips on Sanzi's eyes, gently touching them.

——It seems that it can be a little more excessive.

The ocher-haired mafia smiled inwardly.

Um?dangerous? !

Sanzi, who was arranging his clothes, felt cold behind his back, and turned his head subconsciously, but only saw Zhongyuan Zhongye's indulgent eyes.

"What? Have you figured out what to do for me? Master Ghost Messenger."

oh!She won't be sleepy after mentioning this!

The third son's eyes lit up, and he forgot the flashing danger warning.

After the girl said "wait", she rushed into the kitchen, took out a plate of covered things from the refrigerator, put it on the dining table and pushed it in front of Chuya Nakahara.

With such a well-prepared appearance, no one would believe that it hadn't been planned.

"Teacher Chuya, remember what I said, the type I like."

The red-haired ghost messenger looked at Chuya Nakahara with a smile on his face.

The zhe-haired mafia was moved and realized: "I can eat the snapdragon dish you made with a smile... Sanzi, there won't be—"

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared at the dishes covered by the plate, suddenly, he had a very, very bad premonition.

"Bingo~ You got it right!"

The third son raised a lovely smile like an angel, lifted the cover of the dinner plate,

"Okay, Mr. Chuya, I want all of it—— eat it all with a smile!"

eat up...

Nakahara also lowered his head, staring at the snapdragon cake on the dinner plate, which was staring at him with a silent and dignified look.

……

…………

Zhong Yuanzhong also said calmly: "Third son."

The red-haired girl looked at her lover with a smile: "Huh?"

Zhong Yuanzhong was also silent for a while, pointed at the head of the goldfish, and asked slowly,

"Just now, did the goldfish on this cake wink at me?"

"Eh? Is there any?"

The third son tilted his head in surprise, raised the knife without blinking, and slashed the head of the snapdragon with the knife.

The goldfish lying in the cake slammed its head down with a thud, and completely stopped moving.

"You fancy Teacher Ye, isn't that not moving?"

The third son suddenly realized that he made a fist with one hand and tapped his palm,

"Ah, I see, you must be too hungry, so you have double images when you look at everything!"

The red-haired girl picked up the fork placed next to the dinner plate, took a bite of the snapdragon cake, and handed it to Chuya Nakahara with a smile.

"Sa, Mr. Chuya, this is the fresh snapdragon that I went to pick with my father early this morning. It is super delicious when made into sashimi!"

"You're welcome, eat all of it, ah~~"

Nakahara Chuya, pupil quake: "..."

As the saying goes, once a word is spoken, it is hard to follow.

The entire port mafia knows that Zhongyuan Zhongye, one of the five major cadres, makes the most promises, as long as it is promised, even if it is going to hell——

No, this is completely beyond the category of going to hell!

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared at the sashimi cake by his mouth, his face was livid, and he swallowed slowly.

"Middle, also, old, teacher~"

The red-haired girl was still holding a spoon, smiling brightly, like a real son of heaven.

Very good, I can't say no at all.

Zhong Yuanzhong also had a stiff face, and looked away resignedly.

After taking a few long, deep breaths, he wiped his face tremblingly, showed his filthy perseverance, and opened his mouth as if death was at home——

Um?Does it taste like?

The fresh and tender fish explodes in the mouth like bursting with juice.

The taste of the sashimi is soft, with a hint of elasticity, it is indeed a top-notch ingredient. Beautiful...beautiful...

Just as the word 'delicious' came to Nakahara Chuya's mind, the next moment, the aftertaste of cream cake came out without warning.

One fresh and one sweet.

Sashimi and cream.

The ultimate devil match, the ultimate taste impact.

Zhong Yuanzhong also swore that for a moment, he seemed to see the gate of hell open in front of him.

The desperate snapdragons held hands, waving their wings around their sides, and sang a hallelujah with 'oh ga'.

——In fact, the taste is not bad, but this is simply a combination of two unrelated ingredients!

With the determination to see death as home and the perseverance to open the dirt, Nakahara finally ate up a whole portion of snapdragon sashimi cake.

Then the pupil also lost the highlight of life.

At the dining table, Nakahara supported his forehead with one hand, and the expression on his face bounced back and forth between 'doubt life' and 'doubt universe'.

"puff--"

A laugh came from the side.

Zhong Yuanzhong also turned his head slowly, and looked at the red-haired ghost who was leaning on the table and snickering.

As if feeling the kind gaze from his lover, the third son coughed, straightened up solemnly, handed the clear water prepared at hand to Nakahara Chuya, strained his face and said,

"Puchi, no, I mean, it's a family tradition. Dad, ahem, also prepared Hell Brain Miso Soup for his future wife, so Puchi..."

"No, no, I'm definitely not laughing, puchi, it's not me... Hahahahahaha——I'm sorry, Mr. Chuya!"

"I'm really not laughing hahaha——!"

He said he wasn't laughing, but in fact, a certain red-haired girl was propping up on the table, her shoulders were shaking violently, and her laughter was so arrogant that she almost rolled to the ground.

Hahahahaha, Mr. Zhongye, you have today too!

Let you bully people hahahahaha!

The third son laughed so hard that tears almost fell from the corners of his eyes.

On the other side, a certain ocher-haired mafia slowly narrowed his cobalt blue eyes, and his voice was as calm as the sea before a storm,

"Oh, that means I'm a member of the family now, right? Third son?"

So... As a member of the family, it is also allowed to touch the Nilin of one's lover, right?

……Eh?

The third son, who was gloating all over his face with a smile on his face, suddenly felt a chill behind his back.

The familiar sense of crisis surged into her brain, making the red-haired ghost erratic on the spot, her scalp numb.

Danger!

The third son reacted belatedly.

Before she could jump up from the chair, turn around and run away, the Mafia's hand reached out and grabbed her wrist.

The red-haired girl only felt a huge sense of weightlessness coming from the soles of her feet.

When she came back to her senses, she was half lying on the lap of the brown-haired mafia.

The third son's two wrists were shackled by Zhong Yuan with one hand, and he was suppressed behind him.

The other right hand pinched the back of her neck, forcefully forcing the red-haired girl to raise her head.

The bangs on the girl's forehead spread out, so the slender and fair neck, and the fragile throat, all crashed into the condescending cobalt blue eyes of the Mafia without any defense.

"...Wait! Teacher Chuya!"

The third son's heart tightened, and some clamoring premonition made her shut her mouth reflexively, and clenched her teeth.

But she miscalculated.

Because the mafia's kiss didn't land on the red-haired girl's lips, but directly landed on her forehead and hair, the little ghost horn that was usually hidden.

"Well--!"

Sanzi's eyes widened suddenly, the huge stimulation made her shake, and she wanted to jump up.

However, the force of Huang Ba's vomiting in her hair and the gravity on her wrist firmly suppressed her, making her unable to move even an inch.

The bangs that were in the way between the foreheads were pulled away by the lips and tongue, and the hot tip of the tongue curled up, completely sucking the ghost horns on the top of the ghost girl's forehead into her mouth.

The hot temperature brushed over it heavily, and the next moment, it turned into a gentle bite again.

As if to punish the ghost, the ocher-haired mafia even closed its teeth.

The teeth hit the top of the ghost horn, making a crisp shell-like sound.

"Teacher Chuya, I was wrong! I, I know I was wrong!"

"Don't bite, don't bite..."

The third son trembled violently and couldn't stop begging for mercy.

Every kind of creature always has something that is regarded as absolutely rebellious and fragile.

And the ghost horns on the head are the weakness of the ghost clan.

Probably knowing this, even the closest family members, the ghost clan will rarely touch the child's ghost horns.

Not to mention, it's an almost aggressive play like this.

This time, physical tears from the corners of Sanzi's eyes really flowed down.

Although it is probably not the same thing as the arrogant laugh a minute ago.

Probably moved by the red-haired girl's begging for mercy, Zhong Yuanzhong also felt the same. When he was about to let go, he suddenly heard a crisp "Kala".

Zhong Yuanzhong also opened his eyes wide in surprise.

He let go of the hand that was restraining the third son, and spit out a small, white ghost horn from his mouth.

"what……"

The two quietly looked at the ghost horn that fell from their palms.

The air in the entire apartment was quiet for a second.

The next moment, the sound of the red-haired girl crying in anger resounded throughout the building.

"Teacher Chuya——!!! You bastard ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"