MTL - The Red Side is Always Blocking My Dog ​​leash-Chapter 127

When he reacted, the answer had already blurted out. He knew this was wrong, but the blond young man's heartfelt smile came into his eyes, but he couldn't say anything if he changed his refusal.

After showing that smile that made people hold their breath, Amuro with pool face suddenly leaned forward, stretched out his arms and hugged Mr. A, who was still immersed in the visual impact, with a soft sound, that The deputy opened the handcuffs that bound his hands behind him.

The only reason A-Jun had left made him hesitate for a moment. In the next second, both hands involuntarily ran to the back of the young man. He could barely feel anything through several layers of fabric, but he felt a steady stream of heat from the contact between the two of them. It is different from the burning pain after taking APTX4869, the heart beats, and the hot blood is transported to all parts of the body, and the whole body is warm.

Only the heart keeps falling.

At this moment, he seemed to be divided into two people. On the surface, he responded to the hug with all his strength and was full of joy, while the other self stood outside the three-month deadline and watched indifferently.

Amuro rubbed his chin against his ear affectionately, with a smile in his voice, softly, as if whispering: "Can I kiss you?"

A-Jun was stunned for a moment, his face flushed instantly, he hurriedly pushed An Shitou away, his tongue almost knotted: "I-I haven't finished speaking just now!"

The other party blinked, his face was deformed a little by the hand that pushed and refused by A Jun, but he smiled brighter instead, as if you could say anything, and vaguely said: "That means, after you finish speaking, Okay?"

"No! What I promised just now didn't include this!" Mr. A subconsciously raised his voice and sternly refused, "We are not in a relationship that can do this kind of thing!"

"Huh?" Toru Amuro pulled down the hand that was on his face, slipped five fingers into the other's fingers, and blinked into a state of clasping his fingers. He skillfully showed the dog in Jun A's shocked eyes. Eyes, looking aggrieved and pitiful, "Okay."

it is more than words.

Mr. A: …

He leaned back tactically and almost raised the white flag to surrender, but fortunately he still held the bottom line in the end.

"I-I won't leave the organization." He took a deep breath and brought the topic back to the right track. But I'm not going."

Originally, there was no such person in the plot. The reason why he joined in was to master the one-handed direction and ensure that he would not miss the task. Once he leaves the organization as arranged by Amuro, I am afraid he will not want to contact him after this. It's a little bit about this - even Qiu Zeyao.

Toru Amuro was not surprised.

Although it was expected, it was inevitable that when it actually happened, it was still mixed, "Okay." He said it again, but with a completely different meaning from the previous one.

"So, that means..." He quickly sorted out his mood and said with a smile, "Except for this, everyone else agreed, right?"

Mr. A was silent for a moment, "Last name, I have to think about it."

So be it…

He said that, but Amuro was not only unmoved, but almost convinces him in turn that he had no other way.

"Don't like it?"

A Jun snorted out of his nose: "I prefer Anshi."

Amuro was stunned for a moment, but he didn't have any thoughts of being a substitute, I'm not me, he clenched the other's palm, which was not soft, even rough, with thick calluses, "Sorry, it should have been a long time ago. told you."

A-Jun doesn't feel that there is anything to be sorry for. It's normal. At that time, his camp was undecided, and he was still in the same attitude towards Anshi Tou. It would be strange if the other party confessed to him... He frowned and looked worriedly. A glance at Amuro.

"You..." He paused for a moment and said euphemistically, "You are a police officer."

It's right not to say anything, even if he turned against the winery during the other's one-week purpose, he couldn't give trust so easily.

Speaking of which, Amuro Toru was indeed a little slack in his defenses. Although he didn't reveal his undercover identity, this man didn't hide his intention to turn over the winery at all.

Obviously he was still from Rum at the time, but Amuro Toru did not shy away from it, and directly shook out the things he did behind Rum's back...

What's the matter, do you want to test him? Even testing is a bit sloppy! It is said that the city government is very deep, and it is cautious and suspicious?

Amuro was dumbfounded by his sincere reminder, "Yeah, I'm a police officer, I'm not careless, and I don't trust people. When I first contacted you, I had the idea of ​​sending you to prison for reform. of."

Mr. A: …

"I can't see it at all." He said the truth. At the beginning, Anshitou's friendly and real attitude made his mentality almost collapse, and A Jun said depressedly, "If I didn't know that you were an undercover agent, I would have believed it. ."

"Although acting is also a compulsory course for undercover officers, apart from the concealment of my identity, my performance in front of you has always been 100% sincere. At first, I wanted to take care of you. At that time, I thought your nature was not bad."

"Obviously I'm still a child. I joined this organization at the age I should be studying. It's the most vulnerable age. After so many years, I can still correct my evil and return to the right, which means that it is not hopeless. Although the ultimate goal is to arrest you, it is also the same. I hope you can live a normal and happy life after you get out of prison."

Speaking of this, Toru Amuro's expression was a little subtle, "But I actually didn't intend to have such a close relationship with you as brothers. But A-kun is too difficult to attack, and he is so weak, and he always likes to be dangerous. It's not a good thing, so I thought... It's not okay to not pay attention."

"Then before I knew it, the goal changed from taking care of it to gaining the trust of Mr. A, and letting him learn to cherish his own life."

"Weak, me?" Mr. A was stunned for a moment, and was furious: "So it's all about being competitive! It caused me so much trouble, but is it the reason why it's so irrelevant?"

"Well...not all of them."

He never thought that the suspicion and resistance of Mr. A to him was because he knew that he was undercover, and he felt a little sorry, but he didn't regret it. Amuro smiled, "The most important reason is that I still want to catch you."

"After you were injured by the Oriental Killer, I left you in the safe house, and suddenly got a call from the FBI two nights later, and he said you...dead.

The mood at that time was actually not much sadness, but more of a sudden realization—Montes, who had the impression that he could easily resolve any danger, was now just an underage child. "

A Jun twitched the corner of his mouth: "Don't tell the truth at this time, it's not too sad or something..."

He also said he was weak, what about your emotional intelligence?

"Sorry, sorry, but wouldn't it be worse if a lie was exposed?" Toru Amuro apologized insincerely, smiled and winked, "Then listen to me. I was really pleasantly surprised when I received your call later—surprised and Happy - so I didn't think about anything, I went to the hotel to meet you, because I wanted to confirm your situation..."

"After suffering such a serious injury, it's really not easy to be alone in a hotel, holding a tattered body and taking a bath. The pain is so painful that the eyes are red, but it is really not easy to show a strong appearance in front of others."

"I just thought, he was only seventeen years old, and he left his hometown to come to the United States. He was surrounded by bad people who held bad intentions against him, and he was alone and helpless. This kind of situation...

He had to force himself to get used to pain, to loneliness, to live with violence and death, but not to go along with them, and he ended up being the Montes I knew. "

Mr. A sounds familiar to everyone, is this a brain supplement? This is brainstorming!

He didn't even know he was so miserable!

"Stop talking..." He struggled to squeeze the words out of his teeth.

Amuro rolled his eyes at him: "At that time, I felt that I couldn't let you go through such a thing again, even if you were still injured, you still have to do those things. But at least this time someone will stand by your side and help you deal with it. Wounds, listening to you cry and complain, make you feel that the world is not that bad."

"Don't say it..." He didn't blush anymore, he wanted to cry. When Mr. A remembered that it was the Wenger Hotel, he cried in front of Amuro Toru humiliatingly, and now he doesn't want to repeat the old days at all. okay?

Toru Amuro ignored his wishes and spoke again: "Actually, I always felt that I was taking advantage of it, and most of your feelings for me are for this reason. If it was any one person, if it was Hiro, it might be better than me. it is good-"

The sound stopped abruptly.

A Jun stepped back, lowered his head deeply, and covered his mouth with his free hand.

In a hurry just now, he wanted to block the opponent's mouth, but he was too anxious to control his strength, and his lips slammed into Amuro Toru's teeth.

"puff…"

The black-haired boy raised his head and glared: "What's so funny!"

He stared at Amuro Toru's eyes full of tender smiles for two seconds and couldn't hold it any longer. He lowered his head again, and turned his back. His anger was like a small flame, and it went out with a puff.

"Sorry, sorry..." Amuro Toru apologized with a smile, and stepped forward to see the situation of Mr. A.

Mr. A was sitting cross-legged at the head of the bed, Anshito was sitting on the side of the bed, facing him half-sideways, now the former was angry, and he was about to retreat to the other side of the bed, with his back to Anshitou, one hand covering Mouth, one hand behind the back can not be drawn back.

Originally, this atmosphere was actually a bit ambiguous, but after it came out just now, that bit of ambiguousness disappeared, and it all turned into embarrassment and fun.

Mr. A really wanted to make a hole on the spot to go downstairs, or simply jumped in place to give himself the first cosmic speed to leave the earth.

Anshi Touya also felt a little dull, but one could imagine how much effort the other party had used to break the skin and bleed, and he definitely didn't run away.

He let go of the other person's hand, detoured over the unconscious guy under the wall, came to the other side of the bed, knelt down on one knee and half at the same level as the sitting gentleman A, stretched out his hand to pull the other side away His hand covering his mouth tightly, "It's not a mockery, I just think you're cute... Obedient, let me take a look at the wound."

The strength of his desperate resistance loosened a little, and Amuro noticed that the tips of his ears were redder than before, and said again in a soft voice: "A, let go."

The palm covering his lips was pulled away, revealing a bright red underneath. An Shitou restrained his smile, gently wiped off the blood with a clean handkerchief, and got rid of the things that affected his vision. The surface didn't look serious.

He raised his hand and squeezed the boy's fleshless chin, motioning for the other side to open his mouth. Mr. A ducked back unnaturally, and was pulled back by the hand on his chin, his head was fixed at an angle, and Amuro raised the other side. With one hand, the pulp of the finger is pressed against the intact part of the lip, and it is gently pushed aside to check.

The inside of the lip was broken several times by the hard teeth inside. The oozing blood mixed with saliva and swallowed part of it, and part of it stuck to the teeth, and the wound was still oozing out new ones.

Overall, it wasn't serious, at least not to the point of needing medicine or stitches. Amuro was relieved, and the moist and soft touch of his fingertips spread to his cerebral cortex.

He was startled, realizing that the current situation seemed a bit…

The person he liked was unable to move because of his jawbone, his face was crimson, his eyes looked wet because of the overflowing physiological tears, and his face was reflected in it.

Amuro's dark skin was also faintly red. He rolled his Adam's apple involuntarily, removed his fingers from the boy's lips, but did not let go of the hand that was holding the other's chin. The pair of gray eyes stared blankly. , he slowly inserted his fingers into the soft black hair behind the boy's head, completely cutting off the only escape route.

The distance between the two faces is getting closer and closer, gradually breathing and blending...

"Um…"

The lips stopped less than a finger away, and Toru Amuro raised his head and cast his eyes with icicles to the corner of the wall.

"Where am I...what happened...hs..." The man sat up while feeling the dull pain in the back of his neck, and looked around the room blankly. Before his brain had finished processing the first wave of information, a huge force suddenly came from his shoulders, and someone put him Kicked to the ground, and then a pain in the head—

Less than half a minute after waking up, he was unconscious again.

Amuro turned back to look at A-Jun, who had already reacted and was burying his face in self-doubt.

Sometimes, once the atmosphere is in place, people will involuntarily do something, such as just now.

"Can you continue?" Toru Amuro asked without hope, but he was rejected.

The evil factor in his heart was a little bit just around the corner. If you continue forcibly, Mr. A can't refuse, and you can still see the cute expression of the other party...

As a 29-year-old physically older virgin who has abstained from **** and is now an older virgin, he did not know how many dreams with different plots in the past two years. Now he finally sees another protagonist in the dream, and he even kisses him. It's all a problem, it's really sad.

Everyone has a dark side, the difference is that some people put it into practice. But some people don't. It's not that Amuro had the idea of ​​leaving people behind when A-kun went to see Haro and Xiaokui. In fact, there are countless ways to achieve this goal. Because A-Jun has no vigilance, and he can take advantage of this.

Deprive him of his liberty, lock him in a small room that only he can enter, where everything is arranged to his liking, and they will make everything in the dream come true on that soft bed.

And so on, there were many terrible thoughts in his mind, and the result...

Amuro Toru sighed, "I should have dealt with this guy first."

Mr. A licked the wound on the inside of his lips, and the faint smell of blood only remained on his taste buds for a moment: "I have something to tell you."

"Um?"

"There is no one else, there will be no one better than you, even if it is not you, I will not like anyone else."

Amuro opened his eyes wide in surprise, "Eh, you mean—"

Mr. A didn't give him time to speak, and continued: "I - Qiu Zeyao ate APTX4869, and now I look like a child. I was detained at Dr. Li's house."

His expression was serious and serious, as if this was what he was going to say in the first place.