Me and Zhong also are playing each other again

I digested it blankly for a moment, then suddenly realized——

"Mr. Zhongye, are you jealous?"

Zhongyuan Zhong also stared at me for a long time, and replied after a long time: "...um."

I immediately stated that there was absolutely no possibility between myself and Zenyuan Naoya, and pulled a few past events to prove it.

"I've put him in the hospital more times than I can count on one hand, and he likes me? Unless he's shaky—"

Then I was silent, Zenyuan Naozai, it seems, is really quite m; he is always trying to die, and then beaten, of course there are many people who beat him, and it is also impossible to count with one hand.Whenever there is any conflict among everyone, as long as Zenyuan Naoya is present, he can always attract all the firepower with his blah mouth in the end, and become a punching bag without exception.

But I don't think Zenyuan Naoya has the possibility to like me at all, unless it is his master's task (?).

It is true that Zhong Yuanzhong has no temper with me, so I can coax him with a few words, and this episode will be over.

And the party that he and Zenyuan Naoya agreed to attend together will come soon with the rotation date.Celebrities from all walks of life gathered together, glamorous, chatting and laughing, their abacus clattering as they exchanged cups.

I held Zenyuan Naoya's arm, and with an impeccable plastic smile on my face, I chatted with him.This guy who looks like a dog has given others enough face outside, creating an illusion of affinity that he can chat with anyone.

The focus is not on these guests—even across a few long tables, I can feel the gaze nailed to my back.

It was the people from the Zenyuan Zhipi and my grandmother.

I don't know where their personal relationship came from, but it probably originated from business contacts; the family business is very big, and tax avoidance is a good hand. I ran into my grandmother's staff talking with the confidants of the Zenyuan Zhipi people before. Avoid religious corporate tax.

It's not unusual for like-minded feudal families to get mixed up, and it's only natural.

Zenyuan Naoya's arm suddenly shook a few times, pulling my fugue attention back.

He probably wanted me to help find something to talk about, but when I looked back, my eyes just passed the distinguished guest in front of me and fell on the other two people behind me, and then the whole person seemed to be tied up and thrown into ice water, and I forgot to breathe for a while .

I saw Nakahara Nakaya following behind a middle-aged man, holding a wine glass in one hand, and his wide suit outlined a good figure with a narrow waist and long legs.He combed his forehead hair, his brow bone and straight nose bridge formed a rugged and handsome side face line, and he negotiated with others with ease.

"this matter……"

Zenyuan Naoya looked sideways, beckoning me to answer a few words.

I didn't receive his hint at all, and let go of his arm: "You guys talk first, I'll excuse you for a while."

Then I lifted the skirt and walked towards the side door. The high heels greatly affected my walking speed.

My first reaction was to hide. There are quite a few people here who can expose my identity, two surnamed Chanyuan, and my plastic relatives. In case they accidentally leak...

The side door leads to the garden, where the scent of golden osmanthus is fragrant, and the white osmanthus swaying in the moonlight.

Zenyuan Naoya chased after him.

He opened his mouth and asked, "Why are you crazy? Didn't you just say a few words for me?"

Of course I wouldn't give him a good face: "Shut up! Are you teaching me how to do things?"

Zenyuan Naoya widened his eyes: "Huh? Are you sick?"

"You are the only one who is sick. It is a medical miracle that a straight male can live to this day after suffering from cancer for more than 20 years."

"You...you are simply unreasonable!"

Zenyuan Naoya and I blamed each other with each other. During this period, we kept turning over old scores and attacking each other, and finally calmed down.

"What's going on?" he asked me.

"...My boyfriend." I sighed, "He is also at the scene, so when you go back next time, don't stay with me, I'm afraid he will be unhappy."

I haven't told him about this personally, our relationship is not so good, but the circle is so small, he must have heard of it.

Zenyuan Naoya was stunned for a long time, and asked in a low voice: "—do you really have a boyfriend?"

Now my fist was hardened, and I asked back with a wooden face: "What did you say?"

Facing my undisguised threat, Zenyuan Naoya did not panic, but showed an angry look: "You, how dare you, I thought you were deliberately angry—"

I didn't hear it clearly, I frowned: "What?"

Chanyuan Naoya pursed his lips, and was rarely quiet for a while.

After a while, he seemed to have figured it out, and said with a raised eyebrow, "He Jian Tao Zhi, I don't believe you when you speak in anger."

I:"…………"

He is really sick! !

Before I could figure out how to severely humiliate this Puxin guy, a clear voice came from behind me.

"Peach branch." He called my name.

...It's Mr. Chuya.

The night cast a layer of glow on his orange hair, and the bright spots of light fell on his shoulders.

He stepped on the path paved with dead leaves, walked to me and stood still, then put his arms around my waist, and nodded to Zenyuan Naoya: "Good evening."

"I'm Taozhi's boyfriend." He looked sideways slightly, "What do you want from her?"

Zenyuan Naoya's expression immediately became extremely ugly: "You..."

The air became thin and cramped, and I could hardly breathe. I had to take Nakahara Nakaya away before Zenyuan Naoya said something I shouldn't have said and revealed my identity.

I turned my gaze back and forth, took his arm, and turned around: "Mr. Zhongye, come with me."

The garden at the side door is connected to the small door through which the servants come in and out. I led Zhong Yuan Zhongya to open the door carefully and went upstairs, and the high heels made a crisp sound of ding ding.

"What is this for?" He laughed.

I pretended to be serious and said, "Secret, come with me."

Turning left and right according to memory, I soon arrived at my room.Even though he came back for only a few days throughout the year, the room was still tidy and orderly by the servants.

Nakahara Chuya looked around, then sat down on my little sofa, and watched me pick up a set of regular clothes and go into the cloakroom.

When I came out again, the dress that got in the way had been replaced by a leather jacket, and the long hair that was originally coiled up was tied into a ponytail.

Zhong Yuanzhong also seemed to have guessed something, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, he said helplessly: "Miss, I am here to work with the boss today."

"Forget about him, I'm the boss now." I flicked the key chain confidently, "I'll show you my babies."

Downstairs, the rolling door of the garage opened in response to the sound, and the dazzling motorcycles of various shapes stood silently and silently in a row like soldiers being paraded.

From the corner of my eye, I quietly observed Nakahara Chuya's expression, and saw his eyes brighten up with satisfaction.

"They're all old loves." I stepped onto a purple straddle, "If it falls out of favor, it will be put here. The ones I usually drive are all in my home, but I will also ask someone to maintain them regularly."

Zhong Yuan Zhong also raised his eyebrows: "Then I am a new love?"

I smiled: "You are earlier than them all."

Zhongyuanzhong also wandered around, and finally picked a rose gold powder, with smooth and gorgeous lines and high-profile and unassuming colors.He tried to run half a circle in the garage, stopped suddenly in front of me, raised his hand to take off his black top hat, and silently made a "please" gesture.

I froze for a while, then sat in his back seat and muttered, "Is this different from the script I thought?"

Originally planned to go for a few laps in the nearby mountains together, and changed clothes specially.

But that's not bad either.

"Aren't you the boss now? There's no reason to let the boss drive." Nakahara Chuya's voice was pleasant and hoarse, "——Hold it tight."

The arrogant turbo sound suddenly rang out, and the car body rushed out like an afterimage.

I was almost thrown out due to inertia, and immediately wrapped my backhand around Nakahara Chuya's waist, and pressed my cheek against his back, the heat seeped into my skin from the fabric of the suit.

The villa was originally located in a mountainous area, and Zhongyuan Zhongye was speeding up the mountain road at such a fast speed that I was a little startled.

I asked at the top of my voice, "Mr. Zhongye, have you been here before?"

"No." He said confidently.

I was shocked: "Then slow down!"

It was already night, and the visibility was very low. How dare you drive so fast for the first road survey!Who is this——!

"It'll be fine." Zhong Yuanzhong also leaned back, looked slightly sideways, and his voice blew into my eardrums with the whistling wind, "Trust me, huh?"

Until now, I can only choose to trust him, holding him with fear.The mountain road was steep and dangerous, and every sharp turn I suspected that Chuya Nakahara would fall and die with me in the next second, and even silently drafted his last words, his fingers tightened tightly.

Gradually, the nerve that I hung up relaxed.

Central Plains was also extremely arrogant, so arrogant that he turned the unfamiliar mountain road into his king's land, so even if it was stormy, he would bow his head to him.Whenever I felt that I was about to rush out of the runway and fly into the sky in the next second, he ran and drifted back to the position, dragging me back to the world without any danger.

Seeing that he was about to reach the top of the mountain and the street lights on both sides had completely disappeared, he finally slowed down a little.

Zhong Yuan Zhong also looked back at me with a wanton smile: "Are you still nervous?"

My cheeks were hot, and I patted him lightly: "Look at the road, don't be distracted."

"It's hard." He laughed arrogantly, his voice scattered in the valley, "—how can I concentrate when you're here?"

"..."

I dare not answer, the sound of my heart is even more deafening than the sound of a turbine.

As the night fell, the gray-black dome was rosy, and there was a reddish moon, and the stars were shining brightly.

Nakahara finally stopped the car, and held out his hand to me like a tree standing among the rocks.

"Only a little way," he said.

My palm was tightly held by him, sticking to the other's hot palm.

Zhongyuan Zhong also suddenly looked back, as if thinking of something, he took off his coat and raised his hand to cover my shoulders.

"Sorry," he said, "is it cold?"

I shook my head.

Chuya Nakahara wrapped his arms around my back, like an unfinished hug, and he led me to the top of the rocky mountain.

The blazer smelled of his body heat, citrus mint, and a touch of tobacco.

He walked very slowly, and the time was dragged on for a long time. We found a relatively flat open space to sit down.

The vision is excellent, as far as the eye can see, I can see the sea under the night turbulent, and the cold wind is sent by the shadow of the tree, blowing the forehead of Zhongye in the Central Plains.

Then chat, rambling chat.

"You drive too recklessly. Kanlu is so arrogant that he is afraid that there won't be a car accident?" I half-truthfully accused him, "What if I fall?"

Zhong Yuanzhong just smiled, his cold blue eyes filled with the color of the sea.

"Then, am I wrong?"

I continued to accuse: "It's so perfunctory, you really turned bad."

"No."

I pretended to be heartbroken: "Mr. Zhongye, I misread you."

He raised his eyebrows, then tightened his grip on my fingers: "Do you want to run now? It's too late."

I turned my eyes: "..."

Nakahara Chuya lowered his head and thought for a moment, then suddenly said: "Nine years ago, you and Shirase... the second time you came to see me. I was there too."

I was stunned: "What?"

He sighed with a smile: "Would you like to hear it? About me... I was really a fool at that time."

Nakahara Chuya's tone is very relieved, talking about the past years, but still has an inexplicable sense of loss.

The slums, Leibo Street, and the Boys' Self-Defense Force named 'Yang'.

The orange-haired boy who hid at the end of the alley and watched me leave, had a turbulent heart, a ten-year separation.

Zhong Yuanzhong also vaguely mentioned some details, I listened carefully and did not ask further.

The story was finally finished, and he raised his eyes to stare at me, his blue pupils were light and clear by the moonlight, waiting for my response.

His tail was blown away by the wind: "...will you forgive me?"

After a long time, I bent my eyes and smiled.

Then she leaned close to his chin, raised her head and planted a light kiss on Nakahara Chuya's lips.

The howling wind gradually faded.

His lips were warm and soft, his lips were jerky and passionate, and the bridge of his clear nose lightly rubbed against my cheek.

……

Wanhe Songtao.

All I could hear was the rumbling heartbeat.