On the Possibility of Zai He with Black Time

Shuangye has every reason to doubt whether she is experiencing a fairy dance, otherwise how could things have developed to this point under her unexpected circumstances.

If there is a pair of handcuffs in front of her that can lock her and Dazai's hands, there is no doubt that he will be willing and willing to do so, and the only key that can open the handcuffs will definitely be given to him in a blink of an eye. Swallowed.

Looking at the black-haired boy who was almost clinging to her after taking a bath, Shuang Ye's endless brain hole could not help but develop many associations.

He was sitting beside Frost Leaf at the moment, wearing freshly dried clothes, and as he occasionally raised his hand to wipe his hair with a towel, the fragrance of lavender mixed with laundry detergent was slightly exuded.

He was indeed suitable for wearing a suit, and the well-cut black trousers fit the boy very well, making his legs slender and straight.

But now he is not wearing that cumbersome suit jacket, only a thin and simple white shirt, and the towel that has just wiped his hair and looks a little wet is hanging on his shoulder, and he wipes it one by one Water drips from the tips of his hair, and the slightly unbuttoned neckline reveals his dreamy and sexy collarbone.

This person is clearly wearing the cleanest and most refreshing attire, but he can always give people a sense of provocation and temptation.

The more she watched, the more confident Shuang Ye was that she would be able to give this high-ranking Immortal Tiao a solid hammer in her heart.

Then the next step is when he is practicing the agreement of warming the bed later, the Hong Kong and black colleagues broke into the door and seized the evidence on the spot, and forcibly extorted her to pay the high compensation for the incident of "unscrupulously abducting a prospective cadre into bed". ?

Shuangye felt that this conjecture was convincing and convincing, and her face became more solemn, so she turned her head and warned the people beside her, "Dazai, let me explain to you in advance, I have no money for you."

When she said such a thoughtless sentence, Dazai's reaction was that he adapted well, turned his head and winked at Shimoba, and followed her words: "I don't need you to give me money, I'll post it instead. "

Frost Leaf: "..."

She really likes this man's brazenness.

Now that he had promised so much, Shuang Ye naturally let go of that worry and got busy with other things, getting up and sorting out the daily necessities just purchased today.

Dazai, who was placed aside, kept chasing after her figure, until she was really far away from him, then reluctantly retracted, and went to the sundries in the next room to search for something.

Within a few minutes, he took out a hair dryer and drilled his head out of the room, and said to Shuangye enthusiastically: "Little Shuangye, can you help me blow my hair?"

As he was talking, he seemed to be playing with a new toy in his hand, curiously flicking the switch position of the hair dryer back and forth with his thumb, listening to the crisp sound of plastic buttons.

"You have hands and feet, don't you know how to blow it yourself?" Shuangye was completely indifferent to this, and even wiped a mug clean and put it in the deep part of the cabinet.

Unexpectedly, as soon as she finished speaking, the black-haired boy shouted extremely well: "Ah——my hand was just broken by the weight of the hair dryer."

Seeing this, Shuangye fell into a situation where she had nothing to say.

She was really overwhelmed by the performance of this actor.

After putting all the bags containing tonight's ingredients into the kitchen, she followed Dazai's wishes and came over and spread her hands towards him, raising her chin casually: "Give it to me."

"En." Dazai immediately showed a bright smile in front of her, obediently put the hair dryer in her palm, and the message conveyed by his expression was no longer like a flower bud blooming on the soil buried with dry bones, but a bouquet of more Positive sunny flowers.

There happened to be a socket in the corner near the sofa, and after putting the plug of the hair dryer in, Shimoba led the wire and sat on the armrest of the sofa, while Dazai sat on the inside, the young man's thin back slightly Leaning in her direction, ready to be manipulated by others.

The hair dryer is silent, which reduces the uncomfortable noise to the human body as much as possible, and the invisible wind is quiet and soft.After Shimoha adjusted the gear, she took the lead in sensing the temperature of the wind with her hand, and after confirming that it was comfortable and not hot, she blew it towards Dazai's head.

Shuangye doesn't have much experience in helping people blow their hair, so she can only use her fingers to comb the other person's hair as she usually does.His hair was softer than expected, with few knots, and when he stroked it with his hands, it felt like stroking a cat's fur. The semi-wet black hair was delicate and smooth.

Especially when she ran her fingertips down the roots of his hair, and saw the place where the fair nape met his black hair, Shuang Ye couldn't help but be attracted by that charming piece of hair and was fascinated.

"I remember the first time we met, when I met you, Xiao Shuangye beat me up mercilessly." Dazai narrowed his eyes as if feeling comfortable, and moved his head towards her fingers with peace of mind from time to time Rubbing in the direction of her, "Now you can help me dry my hair, isn't it really a dream?"

Shuang Ye lowered her head and glanced at him, and said, "Do you also know that it was the beginning?"

No matter how handsome he is, he deserves to be beaten up for the random harassment from strangers. Besides, his subordinates shot her at that time, and the injuries received by each other can be regarded as reciprocity.

Different positions will naturally produce various results, but after so long, there have indeed been different changes between them, such as the scene that appears at this moment.

Frost Leaf lowered her eyelashes, running her fingertips through the gradually fluffy black hair.

"But now, I don't hate your touch."

Dazai raised his head up, his head could almost fall into her arms, and at this angle, he happened to meet her falling gaze, and the intertwined gazes were because of the privilege bestowed by her words. Quietly dyed into a special meaning.

The hot wind blowing continuously from the metal blades made the surrounding air gradually warm up, spreading a lingering heat.The black-haired boy couldn't help stretching out his hand towards her face as if he had been tempted. The white fingertips stretched forward slowly and intently, until he finally picked up the lonely star wandering in the sky with his bare hands. of Xingyue.

"Little Shuangye, why did you say those words to me in the bathroom just now?"

Dazai looked up and waited for her answer earnestly, as if he wanted to confirm something important, but Shimoba was quite ruthless, grabbing the hand that touched her chin and preventing him from blowing his hair, and pushed it aside, with an expression on his face. He looked as if nothing had happened: "Nothing special."

"It's just that I can't see a man crying in front of me."

As soon as she finished speaking, Dazai's see-through laughter came from under her nose, as if laughing at her meaningless duplicity.

So unfortunately some of his hair was pulled out by Frost Leaf.

"it hurts!"

Shuang Ye rumpled the fluffy black hair of the guy who immediately acted like a baby to her in a punishing way. After a while, seeing that the hair was almost dry, she turned off the hair dryer, and tried to pull the bandage between his hair with her fingers.

"Aren't you going to change the bandages on your body? It's already wet."

Wet bandages on the skin are not only bad for the body, but if there are wounds or the like inside, it will easily deteriorate.

Dazai didn't pay much attention to the wound, and just threw the question back to her: "Do you want to see what I look like under the bandage?"

"Although I don't mean it that way." Frost Leaf lowered her head and unplugged the hair dryer, and said quite honestly: "But I'm really curious."

And anyway, I have seen other places that shouldn't be seen, so I don't see it for nothing.

Dazai was obviously moved by her honesty, and laughed happily, and then, under her watchful eyes, he took off the bandage on his head round by round.

The movements are elegant and slow, as if deliberately trying to whet people's appetite.

After reading it, Shuangye only had one thought in her mind.

His skin, which is bandaged and exposed to the sun and rain every day, has no color difference, which is really amazing.

Immediately afterwards, Dazai pulled the half-dried bandage wrapped around his neck, and asked persuasively in an innocent tone: "Do you want to look at other places? For example, the ones on my neck, the ones on my wrists, On the chest..."

Facing his enthusiasm that has nowhere to rest, Shuang Ye only gave him a chance to express it with a blank face: "It's better to take it all off at once."

The black-haired boy let out a muffled laugh.

In front of Dazai Osamu, it is impossible to have a lower limit, at least Shuangye feels that he is not at a loss.After he had changed all the bandages, she planned to go to the kitchen.

"Are you eating here tonight?"

"Okay." Dazai's eyes lit up, and Mao suggested himself: "In order to repay Xiao Shuangye for taking you in, why don't you let me cook this dinner for you?"

Shuang Ye showed suspicious eyes: "Do you know how to cook?"

Dazai's smile remained unchanged, and at this moment, he fully applied the reliable momentum of the Hong Kong and black quasi-cadres who made the whole of Yokohama frightened: "Of course."

So Shuangye decided to trust him once, but this time it became the most regrettable decision in her life.

Seeing the pot of unknown substance that Dazai finally brought out, Shimoba was truly silent, and then forced out a voice from his throat: "What did you do?"

“Vitalizing Chicken Boiled Pot!”

Frost Leaf: "..."

Do you think there is a problem when you hear this name? !

However... the smell seems to be quite normal, and the pot is filled with the fresh fragrance of chicken and its ingredients. Judging by Dazai Osamu's personality that always achieves unexpected results in various aspects, maybe this It’s not necessarily true that the food will be delicious——

Shuangye picked up the chopsticks silently, and finally picked up a piece of chicken tentatively and put it into her mouth.

It was just such a bite that made her lose her memory for three days.

The author has something to say: Shimoba: From now on, even if I, Ogihara Shimoba, starve to death, die outside, and jump from here, I won’t eat anything from Dazai Osamu.

Then Dazai brought out a plate of firm tofu.

#This time is really delicious#

I'm drained and there's not a drop left!

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