This is not common at all! [Comprehensive]

Mr. Zhongyuan has no memory when he is drunk.

Commonly known as, fragments.

Rin cupped her cheeks with her hands, not hiding the purpose in her eyes, no matter how deceptive her appearance was after knowing what was going on, it was useless... no, useless.

Who would get drunk so easily when he knew that the person in front of him wanted to drink him!

Zhongyuan Zhong also looked at the bright-eyed person in front of him, and twitched the corners of his mouth.

"...does it do you any good if I get drunk?"

"Eh?" Rin moved his eyes, and rationally analyzed, "People can't have sex after they're completely drunk. Generally, sex only happens when both parties are willing to be half-drunk and half-awake..."

"Huh?! I'm not asking you that!"

"I want to sleep with Mr. Nakahara..." Rin turned his face to the side and curled his lips in dissatisfaction.

The veins on Nakahara Chuya's forehead twitched.

"You—!"

Then he pressed his head, trying to calm down the inexplicable restlessness.

Why is it that the average girls he has heard are either refusing to greet or directly resisting this kind of behavior, why is this one in front of him so mutated, but why is he wearing the most innocent face, and directly strikes when nothing happens? Pulling, reaching out and hugging, clinging to people as if lacking warmth...Damn, of course, it doesn't mean I hate it.

Knowing her childhood experience and being alone after her father's death, Zhong Yuan Zhong also watched her rubbing against him and didn't know how to refuse.

——"It is easy to go from frugality to extravagance, but difficult to go from luxury to frugality."

She is also a very winking person, as long as Zhongyuan Zhongye is slightly loose, she will not hesitate to step forward.

Zhong Yuanzhong had never felt this kind of subtle feeling of warm and fragrant nephrite by his side but he insisted on guarding it.

With a stiff face, he took another sip of wine.

For whom is he holding back like this and not moving forward?Didn't she think about it, if one day she regrets it...

You can also turn around and leave without hesitation.

However, in Nakahara Nakaya's mind, she smiled casually, waved her hands at herself, turned around and walked towards others, but she felt her heart was swayed, her head was a little dizzy, and the wine in her mouth seemed to flow endlessly. There was a sour taste.

Although Rin has said it many times, Nakahara Chuya still feels extremely unreal about her "liking", as if the clouds in the sky turned into cotton candy and floated to his hand, and they were about to dissipate when he stretched out his hand.

Her behaviors seemed to show her emotions, but...Zhong Yuanzhong also felt that this was more like fireworks at a festival, which was fleeting and disappeared without a trace.

He didn't know that Rin could reach out to him desperately for that sentence of "very good" that transcended time and space, even though their identities were separated by thousands of rivers and mountains.

Rin propped his chin with one hand, with a smile that couldn't be concealed in his eyes, looking at Zhongyuan Zhong, he seemed to have suddenly remembered something and began to pour wine into his mouth with a sullen face.

It won't be long before she knows how many transactions can be exchanged for a cadre's marriage.

Thinking of this, Rin laughed lightly, and then looked up at Nakahara Nakaya, whether it was the unconsciously arrogant expression and movements, it showed the fact that he was already blurred.

Zhong Yuanzhong rarely showed such an expression in front of her.

Whether it's to take care of her emotions, or deliberately put away the usual black style, most of the expressions are either calm or angry and a little impatient.

...But it's not necessary.

It's really unnecessary.

Compared with this cadre who became a monk halfway, Rin, who was adopted and educated by the mafia godfather since he was a child, is actually...

A person's fierceness is never only manifested in force.

She stretched out her hand thoughtfully to poke Zhong Yuanzhong to test the situation, but he quickly noticed that she had grasped her wrist. The youth's azure eyes were full of anger and dissatisfaction, and the corners of her eyes showed some sharpness inadvertently.

"Huh?" Rin felt a little uncomfortable with the strength of her wrist, and was pulled in front of him in the next second, but she obviously didn't expect to be put on the table with her waist supported to lie down.

She lowered her eyes, and as expected, there was a blue mark where he caught him.

"Mr. Nakahara?"

Rin's eyes were full of eagerness and a little joy. It seemed that this uncontrollable state made her a little excited, even though the young man in front of him couldn't control his strength when he was drunk and pressed marks on her body.

Zhong Yuanzhong also stared at her with his eyes open, still holding her wrist, pressing forward little by little, with a huge sense of oppression, approaching step by step like a beast, until the tips of his noses were almost touching each other.

Rin looked at the person in front of him looking at him as if he was interrogating a prisoner, and was a little curious, and even suddenly thought of the special situation that some female prisoners would not hesitate to seduce others for the mission.

She was even a little funny thinking of this.

But she still stretched out her other unrestrained arm, raised it up and hooked Nakahara Chuya's neck.

"what happened?"

The girl lying limp on the table seemed to be boneless, her waist was bent as if she had been folded by him, her silver-white hair was scattered behind her back, and some of it stuck to her cheeks.

This appearance... is the most likely to provoke evil thoughts.

Zhong Yuanzhong also felt a burst of pain in his head, as if he suddenly remembered the first episode of protecting her.

She huddled in the alley next to her, holding a picture album in her arms, and raised her head to look at people, just like a pampered young lady who ran out of the garden, almost doing bad things.

...It seems a bit ironic to think about it this way.

You see, she ended up in the hands of the Mafia anyway.

I don't know if it was the picture of her turning around and leaving that couldn't be dispelled in his mind before he was drunk, which hurt his eyes, or whether the pure white in front of him was moved by the hazy beauty that he inadvertently made traces of, Zhongyuan Zhong also took the rare initiative He reached out and wrapped his arms around Rin's waist, and kissed her lips.

The chaotic brain can still vaguely distinguish the faint fragrance of the girl in his arms, as if to smooth those thorns that opened at no time.

The kiss was mixed with the mellow aroma of red wine, and the person in front of him was incredibly soft, as if it would melt between his lips and teeth in the next second.

It was as if drunkenness had loosened all the shackles that had been imposed on him, his movements were unfamiliar and somewhat rough, when Rin lightly hooked the tip of his tongue, he pulled her forward and entangled her together, Going deeper into the battlefield, Rin half-closed his eyes and felt that there was no way to retreat, and his hand was clasped and pressed on the table, and it became tighter and tighter.

"Well…"

If it is said that the collision of lips is usually just a superficial touch, Zhongyuan Zhong can also freeze and dye his ears red. At this moment, he has brought an aggressiveness that he has never shown to Rin before, and even licked her tongue when she was tired. Her teeth and the walls of her mouth.

In the cold winter in this room, Rin only felt that the warmth made her body reddened, but her body, which was not easy to get drunk, seemed to be drunk, and she didn't know when it appeared in her eyes. Feeling the water, his legs left the ground when Zhong Yuanzhong couldn't resist leaning back, and hung in the air with a bend.

"You...you can't go back on your word." The young man's voice was a little cruel, and when he let go of her lips, he still pressed his forehead against her, and his eyes were fierce.

Rin was a little funny.

Even though she didn't have the ability to use it, she seemed to understand this man's behavior, so she couldn't help laughing.

"What if I regret it?"

"I just..." Nakahara Zhongya was about to say something, but suddenly stopped, he didn't know whether he was thinking or hesitating, his azure eyes were blank for a while, as if he was confused.

Rin waited for a while, but still couldn't wait for his answer, so she couldn't help laughing.

"So what? If I regret it, won't Mr. Zhongyuan take me back and lock me up for punishment?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also looked at her in confusion, as if he didn't know why she thought so.

Rin's eyes fluttered: "..."

Ah, this may be the generation gap between the two parties.

"...If that person is really nice, forget it." Zhong Yuan Zhong also said with a sullen face.

Then he repeated it again.

"never mind."

The voice was muffled, as if there was a bit of gnashing of teeth, but it was suppressing something.

Rin looked at his slackened and hard-to-focus eyes, and confirmed that he was drunk.

...But it was Mr. Zhongyuan, who was much more presumptuous than before when he was drunk, and when he answered her question, he still answered her question like this, which made her even more... unable to hide her smile.

"I won't regret it." Rin raised his hand and put it on Chuya Nakahara's face, his voice was calm and unbelievable, "Even if Mr. Nakahara regrets it, I won't—because, there will be no one better than Nakahara Mister is a better man."

Once again, she said such firm words.

"I'm the best?" Zhong Yuanzhong also repeated, speaking slowly, as if he was understanding the meaning of this sentence.

"Yeah." Rin slowly sat up with his upper body propped up, reached out and pulled down the neck of the red-haired young man in front of him, and kissed his lips.

The faint scent of citrus on the young man's body mixed with the strong smell of red wine, along with the ambiguous intertwining between the lips and teeth, makes people fascinated and drowsy, as if their thoughts are drifting beyond the heavens.

They moved closer and closer until their bodies were almost clung to each other, hugging and snuggling.

And when Rin was lying on the bed, her eyes were unbelievably clear, as if the person whose eyes seemed to be glistening just now was not her.

Rin even began to recall how many wineries he had under his name.

Her skirt, which was so neat that she could almost go to a banquet, was wrinkled, and the shoulder straps slipped down her arms unknowingly, revealing a bit of glaring slippery inadvertently.

And Zhongyuan Zhongye's top buttons were also undone a few times, and his neckline was opened in a mess. He frowned, with a scarlet look on his face, panting as if his body was hard to dissipate from the heat.

Then don't go away.

Rin reached out to wrap his arms around his waist again, and pulled his chocker with the other hand, and pressed his lips to his neck, only to feel that he froze all over, the corners of his eyes were almost stained red, pinching her waist My hands are shaking.

Some pain, must have left a mark.

Rin didn't care about the pain, and touched his neck again and again, but without much force, the movements were so light that it was more like hypnosis than imprinting.

I just felt that Zhongyuan Zhongye was holding her hand tighter and tighter, as if he was about to be shackled to the point where he could barely breathe...he stopped.

There was the sound of steady breathing.

Hmm... Rin glanced at Nakahara Chuya's sleeping face in a blink of an eye, Anwen was unbelievably cute.

She licked her lips.

Then she can almost think about what to say when he wakes up: D