【Taizhong】Madman

Dr. Dazai, who was targeted for beauty, heard these sweet words with obvious malicious intentions, and his poker face, which had not changed since entering the door, finally showed a slight smile miserly.

"Well, I don't know, so a kiss can have such a big effect?" He raised his eyebrows, "I've never heard of it, Your Excellency's 'drug resistance' is really talented, and it's not the same as ordinary people .”

"That's why you are ignorant." Mr. Killer, who is notorious outside, is serious, "Scientific research shows that kissing can relieve the patient's tension to the greatest extent, um...accelerates the secretion of adrenal hormone, which helps the cells around the wound to activate, so that Wounds heal faster—"

The corner of Dazai Osamu's mouth twitched unnaturally, almost laughing, but he managed to hold back at the last moment.

Zhong Yuanzhong, who was trying to force the explanation, couldn't make it up anymore. He rolled his eyelids, and was immediately annoyed by his expression like watching a monkey show-but he wanted to adjust the situation, so he couldn't even get angry if he wanted to. The teacher came out of no name, and the breath choked in his throat without embarrassment.

Originally, based on his conditions, he was always pursued by others since he was a child, and he seldom took the initiative to have special thoughts on his own. As a result, the person in front of him got cheap and behaved. The blue eyes narrowed, the corners of the mouth pursed, and he was about to fall out of his arms when he was pushed away.

People are small, but their temper is bigger than anyone else.Osamu Dazai thought silently in his heart.

Occasional provocation within the limit can be exchanged for benefits, but if you really irritate people, the loss outweighs the gain.While thinking this way, the handsome doctor casually raised his brows and eyes, and the indifference he had maintained just now melted away, and he returned to his usual smiling, elegant and coquettish appearance.He stretched out his arms lazily, and hugged his boyfriend who was about to run away involuntarily, and squeezed Chuya's chin with one hand, forcing him to turn his head to face him, and then leaned forward and squeezed it tightly. A kiss fell on his lips.

It was just a light kiss, no different from the swipe of a feather.After parting, Osamu Dazai maintained this extremely close distance and extremely intimate posture, and the doctor, who no longer had a cold face on purpose, looked at Nakaya's eyes full of anger, and asked with a smile: "...as long as A kiss?"

Zhong Yuanzhong also paused, and let out a "hum" from his nasal cavity.

So the empathetic Doctor Dazai understood, and took the initiative to lower his head and kiss him lightly.What was left to him this time was no longer the tightly pressed lips, the two beautifully shaped lips were slightly loosened after a moment of pause, allowing him to gently lick along the lip line with delicate movements And slowly, apparently the same innocent kiss as the previous goodnight kiss instantly widened the gap in color value.

It's so comfortable that it makes your scalp tingle.Nakahara was also worn out by this sticky kissing method, his tightly clenched teeth loosened, and he opened his mouth impatiently to take the flexible tip of his tongue in; the smile in Osamu Dazai's eyes Gradually, one hand was still tightly wrapped around the waist of his beautiful boyfriend, and the hand holding the side of Zhong Yuan's cheek slid behind the ear, and the slender fingers that usually held a scalpel were inserted into the soft orange hair In the meantime, he pressed the back of Chuya's head to himself, and deepened the kiss forcefully.

The sound of water rubbing against lips and tongue resounded in the office where only the warm wind was blowing. The swivel chair that got in the way was kicked away. Osamu Dazai swept the food box aside, picked up Nakaya and pressed him on the table. Go up and kiss down.However, the edge of the table is firmly against Nakahara Chuya's back waist, and his entire buttocks are hanging outside. In this state, no matter what position he is in, it is very uncomfortable for him, so he has no choice but to accept Dazai Osamu's secret poking idea - to separate Two straight and powerful thighs, followed by one at the waist. The two legs that have kicked and broken a certain bone or several bones in the enemy countless times were lifted steadily by the flexible strength of the waist, and the next moment they were caught in Dazai's body reluctantly. On both sides of the waist, the upper two arms also naturally encircled Dazai's neck following this movement, maintaining his balance very skillfully.

The reluctance is out of the heart, and the proficiency is because, in the front-end time, this position will appear on the bed in the master bedroom of Dazai's apartment almost every day or two.

It really doesn't work if you don't want to be proficient.

So when they separated again, the breathing of the two people who were about to shoot out in the hospital office in broad daylight was not very stable.Osamu Dazai pushed Nakaya forward, so that the lower bodies of the two of them pressed tightly together, and they rubbed each other suggestively twice.

"Do you want me to kiss the lips...?" He said with a hoarse smile, "Do you want me to kiss you somewhere else?"

Mr. Killer, who was firmly locked between his arms and the table and unable to move, panted slightly, his back muscles tensed up from the stimulation of the kiss just now.Nakahara Nakahara had to admit that he missed the tingling feeling when Dazai Osamu's fingers stroked his back for so many days because of unexpected incidents, and wanted to see his handsome and good-looking face with a bewitched expression. The expression engulfed by lust, listening to him frowning and gasping for pleasure when he was tightly tightened by himself.

"To..." He lay on his back on the cold and hard tabletop, the breath belonging to Osamu Dazai quietly mixed with the strong smell of disinfectant in the hospital, wrapping him completely in it.

Zhong Yuanzhong also moved his calf wrapped around his boyfriend's waist to urge him: "Hurry up."

Osamu Dazai squinted his eyes and smiled, his beautiful narrow peach blossom eyes slightly curled up, a hook mixed with flair and ambiguity bent out, and hooked lightly on the apex of Nakahara Chuya's heart.

But he didn't say anything else, it seemed that he hadn't been able to hug someone well for many days in a row, which gave him a little bit of addiction.Dazai stretched out his right hand, lifted all of Chuya's forehead hair up, revealing his smooth forehead, then tilted his head and murmured silently in his heart, "The little dwarf is really good-looking, he takes 15 minutes to take care of him every morning. It still looks good with the hairstyle ruined like this", seeing Zhong Ye opened his eyes and looked over inexplicably, then squinted and smiled and leaned down, placing the first gentle kiss on his forehead.

Then go down, kiss the corners of the eyes that will turn red first when you are emotional, kiss along the arc of the cheeks to the narrow chin, and let people raise their heads, kiss the neck from the chin, and gently bite the small Adam's apple, and then turned to the side of the neck, sucking the small piece of skin near the lateral carotid artery.

Nakahara was also as comfortable as a plucked animal, subconsciously rubbing against Dazai Osamu's calf after touching his lower back, but he slowly disliked his sticky behavior: "I will never let go of it anywhere. ...Does this mean to mark me with your scent? Are you a dog?"

Osamu Dazai, who was about to continue, smiled brightly when he heard the words: "That's right~ my breed of food is fierce, so be careful not to be scared by me!"

After statistics in the industry last year, Mr. Assassin, who was awarded the highest single salary, watched him silently.

Mr. Killer was expressionless: "Oh."

"Crack, click."

The locked doorknob (Chuya Nakahara: "You've reached this point when you fucking just came in, right?!") was twisted twice, but the little nurse's doubtful voice sounded outside the door: "Hey... ?Dr. Dazai? Are you there? There seems to be something wrong with the patients in bed 632, I hope you can go there."

The voice sounds a little timid, maybe it's not long since I've just been here.The two people in the office, who were about to secretly stage an unsuitable drama for children, looked at each other for a moment, Zhongyuan Zhong also gave a "tsk", pushed them away with a sigh, and began to straighten his coat that had just been unbuttoned.

Osamu Dazai also tidied up the collar of his clothes that had been ripped apart, turned his head to see this scene, and touched his chin: "Now Chuya looks like he was caught cheating on someone."

Zhong Yuanzhong also rolled his eyes, jumped off the table—fortunately, he was covered by his coat, and he couldn’t tell from the outside that he had actually reacted—and said, "Excuse me, the person being knocked on the door by the woman is you or me, okay?" good."

Osamu Dazai nodded: "That's right, so Chuuya crawled up to have an affair with a married man... Isn't this kind of bloody drama often seen in TV dramas before?"

Nakahara also lifted the lids of the two poorly neglected food boxes, took out a strawberry daifuku himself, put it in his mouth and took a bite. Hearing Osamu Dazai's thoughts, he didn't say anything, and put the strawberry daifuku in his mouth. After swallowing it down, he said slowly: "Then you may be disappointed. Because I am not following the line of urban love ethics drama, but American Hollywood action blockbuster - if you really have a 'wife', I will let you Experience the No. [-] business ability in the killer industry for free."

"Hey," Osamu Dazai raised his eyebrows, "Do you still have a leaderboard?"

"Only in the past two or three years, one of the products made by those boring hackers."

"It doesn't sound very reliable..." The young doctor walked to the door and opened it. After thinking for a while, he suddenly turned around and asked curiously, "Then how much do you usually earn?"

The handsome young man with a white ball in his mouth tilted his head to look at him for two seconds, then raised the corners of his mouth to reveal two small canine teeth, and compared a number to him.

So Dr. Dazai began to think about the feasibility of retiring and asking for support, and opened the door and went out.

It was lunch time at this time, and there were slightly fewer patients in the hospital corridor than in the morning. Osamu Dazai walked along the way, and many doctors and nurses who passed by said hello to him—he also smiled and waved at each other, and met a doctor handing him a hand. Give him a kraft paper bag containing the film, and explain that please help pass it to Dr. Xie Ye in your department.

Bed 632 is also a single ward. Osamu Dazai hummed a tune and pushed open the door, and heard a girl's dissatisfied and noisy voice from inside: "I don't want to eat this! I want to eat cake!"

There was another voice earnestly persuading: "No, Alice, if this continues, you will be malnourished—"

Dazai Osamu walked in with a slight smile, and the sound of the ward door being pushed open stopped the movement in the room, and two people, one big and one small, turned their heads to look at him at the same time.Osamu Dazai didn't even look at the uncle with a little stubble on his chin who was sitting by the side of the hospital bed, walked straight to the girl with a smile, and took out an apple candy wrapped in transparent cellophane from his pocket as if by magic, and put it on the little blond haired man. The girl shook in front of her.

The pretty and cute little girl like a doll stared at the candy in his hand for a long time, then stretched out her hand: "Are there any other candies, Dazai?"

"Brother Dazai, Alice." Osamu Dazai stuffed the apple candy into her hand, "No, this is given to me by a child who came to see the doctor in the morning."

Then he turned his head and looked at the person sitting on the other side of the hospital bed, who was looking at him with interest.

"Long time no see, Mr. Mori." Dazai Osamu squinted at him and smiled, "You still look as handsome as before."

Mori Ogai nodded gracefully: "I think so too—but your eyes seem to be regretting, 'It's a hell to be alive'."

"How come?" Dazai Osamu was surprised, "I have always been the one who knows your ability very well. Otherwise, this time I wouldn't use the contact method that will be invalidated after only one use to contact you-I always thought that I I threw that thing away when I left, but after looking around, it was still in the corner, so lucky."

"Yeah, I can still receive contact from Dazai-kun again in my lifetime. I thought it was Alice who secretly changed my medicine again and made me hallucinate." Mori Ogai pulled the corner of his mouth lightly, showing a slightly mean smile.But the smile was fleeting, and Mori Ogai wiped the powdered sugar on the corner of Alice's mouth as if nothing had happened, and he looked no different from the uncles he usually saw.

"I don't want to either. But you also know that although I have a few friends who can talk in the police school system, there are some things... after all, those who are in it are more connected." Osamu Dazai's attitude It can be called polite, "So, did you bring something?"

Mori Ogai took out a white envelope from his pocket: "Well, the only bet I lost at that time was to fulfill one of your requests. I thought you would... I didn't expect it to be used in this way in the end .”

"The bet is mine, so you don't care how you use it." Osamu Dazai reached for the envelope.

Mori Ogai didn't let go of his fingers, and looked at his former student with a smile.

"Don't worry—why don't you guess whether it contains the good result, or... the worst result?"