Yokohama Heart Fraudster

59

    No one would have thought that in the face of Zhongyuan Zhongya's invitation, He Quanlian would actually refuse.

    Dazai Osamu, who knew the depth of the relationship between the two, couldn't help but froze in place, his eyes widened slightly.

    As the party concerned, He Quanlian always smiled and explained in a relaxed tone: "I'm very tired today, and it's early in the morning, I prefer to rest, if there is nothing important, please allow me to refuse you, Mr. Nakahara."

    This reason sounds unassailable.

    However, both Zhongyuan Zhongya and Dazai Osamu felt a sense of disobedience at the same time.

    Ever since he heard that the two were in a relationship, Zhongyuan Zhong also tried to approach He Quanlian with a shy face. This time, when he went to the bar to drink, he also thought that the wine would strengthen his courage and take the opportunity to talk about that world. thing.

    In his subconscious, since he and Quan Lian liked him, the other party would definitely not reject his hand of friendship.

    However, the reality has brought him a heavy blow, let alone enthusiasm, He Quanlian's attitude towards him is actually a bit colder than Dazai Osamu, and the intimacy between them cannot be seen at all.

    Did Quanlian and Quanlian deliberately want to distance themselves? Because he hurt him?

    When he thought that the injury was caused by him, the depression and confusion in Zhongyuan Zhongyao's heart turned into deep guilt. Only then did I get stuck and comforted: "If this is the case... then we have time to talk about it, you have a good rest."

    "Thank you." He Quanlian politely expressed her gratitude, and then turned her head and asked Dazai Osamu, " Can I still sleep with you tonight?"

    Zhongyuan Zhongya: "..."

    Watching his lover run away with other wild men in front of him, he felt a little green on the top of his head!

    And Dazai Osamu obviously didn't expect such a good thing to fall on his head. He blinked and nodded with a chuckle: "Of course, it's getting late, let's go together."

    While holding He Quanlian's shoulders and raising his legs to the chief's office, he deliberately turned his head and gave Zhongyuan Zhongyao a subtle smile.

    As a result, Zhongyuan Zhong, who had been feeling annoyed at first, frowned, and wanted to stomp his feet even more.

    But for the two people in front of him, he still has nothing to do.

    Dazai Osamu ignored how upset he was here, and when he came to the leader's room without outsiders present, Dazai Osamu raised his eyebrows slightly and asked what was in his heart.

    "Is this okay? Don't you like Zhongya very much?"

    He Quanlian sat on the soft bed, staring at the intricately patterned carpet with her eyes down, her face almost sad.

    "I don't want to see him for a while,"

    he said calmly.