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Chapter 56 Mr. Dazai is my pillow.

    Half an hour later, Terao Yasuke began to regret it, but at the moment the other party was having fun playing games and had no intention of letting him go.

    If he had known that he would not have agreed, if he had known it would be like this—

    the breath of the other party lingered in his nose, with a hint of ridicule: "If you can't hold on, you can beg for mercy."

    He bit his lip and squeezed out a sentence: "Shut up. "

    Well, I'm still very energetic..."

    He sarcastically said, "That's because Mr. Dazai is getting older, and his physical strength is not as good as before."

    Just because of this sentence, he was added another half an hour .

    After playing the game, it was already dawn.

    Terao Yasuke went to the bathroom to take a bath, and took a bath for more than half an hour until Dazai knocked on the door outside.

    "Mr. Terao, do you need help?"

    Terao Yashu immediately locked the bathroom door and said, "No need." "

    Huh? You seem to be angry, do you really need my help?" "

    No, no, no Come in."

    He fully saw Dazai's wicked side last night.

    The long and slow grinds his patience and physical strength, and uses a string to tie his consciousness and reason at both ends, pulling it from time to time, making him tortured but eager to continue.

    It's very shameful, it's shameful even if you do this kind of thing ten thousand times, even if you just think about it in your mind, it's shameful.

    Dazai confirmed that he was really angry, and chuckled outside the door, "Okay, come out quickly, I'll make you breakfast."

    He dawdled for a long time, washed and changed his clothes, and was ready to go downstairs for dinner.

    But when he was walking on the stairs, he accidentally stepped on the edge of the carpet, slipped, and fell down.

    Dazai was pouring coffee in the living room, seeing this scene, he hurried over and reached out to catch him, so as not to let him fall headfirst.

    "What's the matter with you, are you injured?"

    He lay in Dazai's arms, raised his eyes after he stabilized his body, and looked at Dazai sadly.

    Seeing his complaining expression, Dazai suddenly understood, and smiled: "Do you feel your legs are weak?"

    The same mocking expression as before.

    "No." He shook off the opponent's hand, "It's just that the foot slipped, the carpet should be replaced." "

    Hey, that's strange, isn't Mr. Terao in good physical strength? Every time I ask you if you want to continue, you always say It’s okay, it’s just a stubborn mouth.”

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