Chapter 3 The so-called time is not easy to delay

Kurosawa Silver couldn't refuse Ashbara's small request, so as she wished, on Friday, she rushed to a restaurant not far away after work. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

It's a bit regrettable that because a certain editor-in-chief doesn't know why, he inexplicably asked for overtime, which delayed his time off work a lot.

It's ridiculous that the male colleagues of the newspaper who coveted it still salivated for 3,000 feet, and they all agreed one by one, obviously working overtime without pay, but they were as excited as if they had been beaten with chicken blood than when they were paid, and their eyes were as red as rabbits, and they almost didn't shout "Long live the beauty".

It made Kurosawa Silver extremely speechless.

Among the people present, except for the girls who were envious and jealous of the editor, Belmode, only Kurosawa Silver and Aoike Kamiji were more normal......

Bah, this guy Qingchi not only has a girlfriend, but also knows the identity of Belmode, how dare he have extravagant hopes, how can he behave abnormally!

Hey, something seems wrong......

"I'm so tired...... Qingchi next to him rested his chin on the table, his eyelids drooping, "Why do you have to work overtime?" I made an appointment with Rena to go to supper, and said, "It's okay to be squeezed out of all your energy by Belmode, where is there any spirit to go on a date?"

It's nice if you can go on a date, complain about your size.

You deserve Belmode to ask you to work overtime, and you're still here shouting to show off your affection, and it's not bad if you don't work overtime until night.

Kurosawa Silver propped up the table with his elbows, half of his cheek resting on the half-enclosed palm, and his head was nodding for a while, it could be seen that he was very unenergetic now, otherwise, he would have thrown a lot of complaints at this time.

Why did you become the way you are......

Aside from the fact that he was asked by Ashbara, what else could have lifted his spirits?

Isn't it......

"Xiaoyin, what's wrong, are you not feeling well?"

Belmode stroked his long black hair, and walked to Kurosawa Gin's side at some point, biting his lips and teeth, his delicate face was full of concern, and even took advantage of his height advantage in standing and sitting, and leaned over with a light smile, and inserted Qianqianyu's finger into his black hair and rubbed it.

Kurosawa Silver reached out and slapped Belmode's hand away with a depressed expression.

Why is it so bewitching to make any action by her?

This action of touching the head, if other people are doing it to show intimacy, this guy is doing it to show seduction.

"I said ...... old man," Kurosawa Silver immediately changed his words spinelessly when he received Belmode's smiling gaze, "Ahem, sister, sister, from time to time you say that you have to work overtime, I look so weak, you have nothing to do overtime, isn't it purely tiring?"

He yawned lazily, and with a crooked arm, his chin hit the table, making a dull crashing sound, but he didn't realize it, but instead kept it in this position, looking like a puddle of flesh slumped on the desk.

"I didn't ask people to work overtime to keep you first. Belmode's fingertips curled a tuft of long hair that fell on his temples, drawing circles in mid-air, and his voice was aggrieved, "You didn't return all night last night, and your mental state is not good today, and you have an attitude that you are going to leave after work, I am just worried." ”

Now it's shy, so penetrating, and ......

Kurosawa's cold hair stood upside down all of a sudden.

He glanced at Qingchi Kamiji, who made him stab in the back, and his face clearly said, "It turned out that you were all harmed, and you bastard came to me on vacation", pursed his lips, turned his face again, and shrugged his shoulders to express his frustration and helplessness while smiling bitterly.

"I'm really fine. Look, where is the wound on my body?"

As he spoke, he lifted up his left sleeve to show Belmode his arm.

As a result, in the next second, Belmode, who was originally smiling, had his pupils shrunk, his expression was cold, and he began to stare at the skin revealed by his sleeves, and his water-green eyes showed anger, worry, and other looks, mixed together, mixed into a complex.

"Who got it?" Belmode's voice was colder and murderous than ever.

Oh, no, he was injured on his right wrist with a bandage, and his left hand shouldn't have been injured during the fight with Scobing, right?

But why did Belmode react this way?

Kurosawa Silver blinked, instinctively glanced at his bare arm, saw the scattered light bruises on it, immediately stretched out his right hand and pressed his left arm hard, with an embarrassed face behind his back, looking at Belmode at a loss.

"Ahem, this is a misunderstanding, really a misunderstanding......"

He regretted it now and wanted to find a crack in the ground and go straight in.

Damn, how did you forget that in addition to fighting Scopbin, he still has bruises left over from organizing training.

Although he has been beaten by others recently, he was in a weak position before, and it is understandable that he has more or less wounds on his body.

Belmode didn't know the specifics of the training room he organized, but he said it so recklessly, and even exposed the wounds on his body, he really ...... Focusing too much on other obvious injuries and ignoring superficial wounds can also be distressing for Belmode.

"Misunderstanding?" Belmode paused for a moment, repeating Kurosawa Silver's explanation, and after a blink, the corners of his lips were hooked, and he gradually smiled like a flower, "Na, Xiaoyin, you were really injured yesterday, and you still left such obvious traces on your body, it's really ......"

The fragile barrel danced like a butterfly between her fingers, only to snap in two with the force of her fingertips, slipping out of Belmode's hand and falling to the ground, with a terrifying crisp sound.

The small action made Kurosawa Silver feel creepy.

His gaze hurriedly swept over the pen on the ground that had been cut in two, and he couldn't bear to look at it directly.

That's right, it was cut in two, and the incision was incomparably flat and smooth, as if it had been cut by a knife, not by a finger.

"No, no, no, I didn't get hurt yesterday, it was left by my accidental rubbing, you know my skin is sickly pale than the average person, so white that even the blood vessels can be seen, so even a small injury is obvious. ”

Kurosawa Silver said perfunctorily, and at the same time put his hands behind his back, laughing uncomfortably.

He didn't care whether Belmode believed it or not, but he was sure that after saying this, Belmode would not take the liberty of asking about the situation.

But how can he be sure that he will be able to speculate on success?

Belmode was quiet for a moment, as he had hoped, but soon stepped forward on his high heels, his fingers hooked on Kurosawa's chin, and he was facing his eyes, and his face was smiling, revealing a sense of danger.

"I don't want to interfere with your privacy. But, Gin, there are some things I have to understand, such as what happened to you at the castle in Yokosuka last night, and you bothered Alexander to call and report to Gin, and I am very worried about whether you have an accident. ”

Her eyes are like a whirlpool, as if they can easily suck people in.

Even though the makeup conceals her true colors, the gorgeous red lips are undeniably open and closed.

"Huh?" Kurosawa Silver had already been poisoned by tea when he was in the United States, so he just frowned slightly, and pushed Belmode away, "Didn't I explain that it was an accident a long time ago? Why do you still care? I said, I really had a good time in Yokosuka, and there were no accidents." ”

"Again. He slapped Belmode's wrist open with his backhand, reached out and grabbed Belmode's collar, and pulled her body over, the corners of his lips raised, "Are you actually worried about some insecure involvement between me and Alexander?" (To be continued.) )