I, Cecia, am expected to ascend to the position of leader of Hong Kong and Black tonight.
The premise is that my short-lived husband jumped off the building and died, and his future subordinates will be useful enough.
Dazai Osamu disappeared early this morning, and he was focused on preparing for the follow-up matters. Nakahara Chuuya was fooled by Dazai Osamu into being sent abroad. I had nothing to do, and I didn’t want to come back at night and find him sleeping in the same bed. My husband fell into a mosaic that I couldn’t bear to look at. It wouldn’t be good if I dreamed about my life in the middle of the night.
So I went to the nightclub wearing a nightclub disco costume and planned to get drunk and relieve all my worries. I held up the wine glass casually and slumped on the sofa. I raised my eyebrows and looked at the Feng Ji Foundation Nightclub Branch on the sofa opposite. The person in charge sent me three beauties with different styles.
It is said that she is still a Russian beauty and a fighting nation. I really miss her. After all, I am also a quarter of the fighting nation.
Of course I came here to have fun. I took a sip of vodka and stopped looking past the beauty sitting in the middle who was elegantly playing the cello as the background music. I couldn't turn my head.
These days, hamsters can still play the cello. Didn’t they say they wouldn’t become sperms after the founding of the People’s Republic of China? ? ?
It sounds pretty good!
My little head is full of doubts.
From my perspective, the big Siberian hamster opposite is blinking its pitiful purple-red eyes, its pitiful little face is a bit malnourished, its snow-white fur is soft and silky, and its slender white paws are holding Playing with a bow, he was like a cute little hamster who kindly provided BGM at a gathering of small animals in the forest. He captured my heart in an instant.
Okay, so cute, I want to keep it!
Look, he is blinking his intoxicating rose-purple eyes and looking at me with watery eyes. He tilts his head in embarrassment. Do I need to buy hamster-specific complementary food to feed him, or should I feed him some first? Rat poison?
"Miss, you have been staring at me for five minutes." The cute Hamster-kun said softly, isn't this Akira Ishida?
"Little cutie, what kind of cage do you like?" Gold or silver, or is it better to lock you in a safe basement?
I started thinking about custom chains and handcuffs, and a ton of rat poison.
Mr. Hamster: "...You are so interesting..."
"My name is Fyodor Mikhailovich Dostoevsky. Miss, would you mind telling me your name? ?”
“My name is Cecia.” There’s no need to wear a vest now.
The sickly Mr. Hamster took out his hand without leaving a trace, smiled politely, and decisively betrayed his best friend.
"Nicholas, Miss Cecia seems drunk, go and help her."
"That's right, it's really unfair for Miss to keep staring at A'tuo. Look at the lovely Nikolai!" The optimistic silver-haired clown rushed over enthusiastically, and the impact was like a bullet that was developing color. My mother's My waist can barely support it.
Waist, waist, I’m still young!
I was easily thrown onto the sofa behind me by a guy who was as enthusiastic and cheerful as a golden retriever. I scratched my neck and tried to escape. I didn’t expect that the cowherd here was so scary. Did he pick up the guest and go directly to home plate? ? ! !
The person who rescued me was the most conscientious beauty with color-blocked hair. With tears in my eyes, I looked at that fragile color-blocked beauty with a killer hairdo. I didn’t expect that Mary Sue hair colors really exist these days. Why? If you don't dye yourself a rainbow color, you might not meet Mary Su Bensu.
“Are you okay?”
After holding it in for a long time, I sincerely said: "It's okay, beauty, your hairstyle is so beautiful."
"Oh? Really, thank you." The two-toned beauty smiled shyly.
Isn’t that right? Compared with the pineapple head of Skeleton, you are so pretty.
Rubbing my waist, I smiled on my face and felt MMP in my heart, planning to look at the little goblin who nearly broke my waist and see if I don’t kill you.
The fear brewing in my heart completely dissipated when I saw the silver-haired clown. I looked straight at the silver-haired beauty who was holding her chin in her hands and leaning half of her body on the armrest of the sofa.
Our two eyes met in the air and sparked, and our anger suddenly died out.
"You...seem to be my first love type." This handsome guy looks very much in line with the first love I fantasized about when I was a child. His height, appearance, hair color, and personality are carved out according to the template, even the little stars twinkling in the background. All fit perfectly.
“If I were still in my youth, I might have fallen in love with you at first sight.”
Fully blending into the background, the beautiful frail beauty played the cello and looked at me with a smile. At a glance, the color-matched beauty tried hard to think that she was nothing but air, and gnawed on the cookies that had just been served.
I think it is written all over their faces: "You are just interested in sex, you are just greedy for his body, you are despicable."
A feeling of familiarity and strangeness came to my mind. I always felt that this person should be very familiar with me, but my first thought was to kick the person in front of me to the wall to use as a mural, and then leave in a hurry.
It took me a full minute to react to the strange feeling. I ignored the topic and stared at him, "What's your name?"
After all, I was only in my second year of high school. The delusion, now that I think about it, it’s all a dark history. The first love type is not the ideal type. I still prefer Heimao.
He will be the leader soon, of course he will be the leader.
I drifted away, hugged the silver-haired beauty directly, and raised his chin, "Lovely beauty, my husband died in an accident. It's so pitiful. From now on, you will be my second lover, and I will Let’s have a good night together.”
"My name is Nikolai Vasilyevich Gogol Yanovsky. Miss, you can call me Gogol~"
"Civet? What a strange name."< br>
"It's Gogol. The name the lady called is really interesting." Gogol smiled happily, his golden eyes were crooked, and he neither refused nor accepted.
"The lady looks like a foreigner. Did she marry far away?"
"No, she originally went to Tokyo to find her family friend brother, but later she got married to a sick and weak young man with a brain. We're getting married, but he's going to get married tonight, leaving me alone." My heart pounded, and after looking around, I pretended to wipe my tears, lamenting my tragic fate, and took the opportunity to eat tofu on the silver-haired beauty's chest.
Strange, why do I feel the resentment of a resentful woman in the palace? Could it be that Dazai Osamu has become a spirit?
The other party sighed, his eyes lit up, and he said in a cheerful voice, "Speaking of which, I seem to have a little sister. I heard that she went abroad. I don't know how she is doing now."
< br>I said without changing my expression: "It doesn't matter, we will meet again if we are destined."
...Speaking of which, my mother seems to have a Russian sister. I heard that she has a son. Could it be a story about lovers eventually becoming brothers and sisters? .
No, no, no, when I was young, I heard my mother say that my brother was as handsome as a prince. He must have blond hair and blue eyes. This discolored civet was definitely not the case. And I look more like that beauty with two-tone hair. I also have black and white hair, but I dyed my hair silver because I didn’t want it to be too conspicuous.
A stone fell in my heart, and I breathed a sigh of relief. I immediately thought about the life of raising a bunch of little lovers after ascending to the throne, hugging each other to the peak of my life, and then taking them home to show off to my reborn, proving that I also saw them. A person who has weathered great storms is definitely worthy of his name as a student.
"Miss, Miss! Someone is looking for you here!!!" My mind was thinking about the future, and someone was shouting something in my ears.
"Madam."
Hearing Dazai Osamu's familiar voice, I couldn't help myself and almost pushed the sick little guy who had poured vodka on the table and jumped up, as if he hadn't returned home at night. The husband who went out to fool around was surrounded by his lovely wife with a mace. For a time, he was hesitant and speechless.
Sure enough, Dazai Osamu was still alive, ruining my nightlife, and he still had the nerve to call me.
Restraining my timidity, I scolded Dazai Osamu, hung up the phone with great force, and immediately dragged three Russian beauties to check out a room.
Through the decorative glass wall in the room, I could easily see my distorted face.
Now it’s no longer a simple quarrel between husband and wife, it’s a fight about dignity. You can’t bow your head no matter what. Now I’ll put the two Russian beauties and a hamster to sleep, and let Dazai Osamu cry. How dare you cheat on your marriage.
I quickly changed my face, touched the smiling silver-haired young man's hand, and coaxed softly: "If you want to play, let's play big. Don't worry, after I sleep with you, I will definitely be responsible for you."
That's weird, I immediately lit a cigarette, dropped the money and ran away.
I said with affection: "And you will be my second little lover. I have nothing but money, so I will buy whatever I want."
To show my sincerity, I took out my black Card, handed over eagerly: "Beauty, this is a little bit of my thoughts. There is only pure money transaction between us, and there is absolutely no dirty emotional transaction. Do you need me to buy a circus for you to play?"
Wearing a Wearing a fancy black and white clown costume, the very handsome young man blinked, his round eyes pretended to be turning around in a circle, his voice was raised, and he couldn't hide his sullen expression, "Oh, what should I do? The lady looks really good." Very happy You like me~"
"How about compared to A'Tuo next to you~" He pointed with great interest at the stuffed best friend who acted as the background. The latter looked at him coldly and gently closed his eyes and ignored him. He plays the cello coolly alone.
"I still like you!" A big hamster that I can only keep is nothing compared to my first love. I can only feed it a few handfuls of rat poison, and maybe one day it will be locked in a cage and play to death.
"Ah~ I'm so shy. I didn't expect that I would be more popular than A'Tuo. I'm so sorry!" There was no modesty at all. The proud young man glanced at his best friend in a high-profile manner, with words written all over his body. Man Man is making trouble, and her pigtails are swaying due to the random movements, which is playful and cute.
Oops, it’s really cute. I like this arrogance so much. It perfectly matches the various shameful speeches I made during my second year in high school.
"What should I do?" The silver-haired young man pretended to be distressed, fanning himself with a black card between his fingers. He saw that it was the old Versailles, "The young lady said that she wanted to sleep with me, and she also wanted to keep me. She also said Buy me a circus, should I agree~"
He turned his head and asked pretentiously: "What do you think, Sigma?"
Sigma, who was eating quietly at the table, was caught off guard and was called. He replied with a smile, "As long as you like it, Gogol." After saying that, he continued to nibble on cookies, feeling like a little rabbit nibbling carrots.
As if he got the answer, Gogol tapped his palm as if he had suddenly realized it, and took my hand. "Indeed, according to common sense, I should agree to the young lady's request wisely."
“Yes!” I was moved to tears.
“But I refuse~”
The other party suddenly raised his hands seriously in a no gesture, and the smile on my face disappeared at the speed of light.
"Since you think I want to agree, I can't let you get what you want. Believing in the clown's words will cause nightmares, so I have to refuse!" He was justified, and seeing my soulless expression, he couldn't help it. Laughing loudly, "Hahaha! Miss, your watch is Love is so fun!"
"But~" He pinched my cheeks with his slender hands and declared confidently, "I can keep the lady!"
"Huh? I was surprised. The other party was very satisfied with my reaction.
The laughing clown took off his black and white checkered top hat and gave a crooked gentleman's salute. A delicate rose suddenly appeared in his hand. He lowered his head slowly and raised his golden eyes. It's a joke, with a hint of the coldness of ice and snow, and a dangerous and deadly beauty.
"As a bird pursuing freedom, I want to do the opposite and break through the common sense prescribed by the world. Since you said you want to support me, then I will support you!" It seems to make sense. Looks like this, is this just a crazy criticism of beauties?
"Really?" Taking the rose, I shook his hand and tightened my grip.
“I refuse.”
Are you kidding me? ? ? I, the dignified sole heir of the Shibusawa family, still needed a pretty boy to support me. Without even thinking about it, I refused.
The clown who had been giving impassioned and crazy output just now was stunned for a moment, and his smile cracked. He didn't expect that I would not play according to the routine. He looked at me blankly, innocent and aggrieved, like an abandoned puppy. He paused. After a few seconds, he suddenly started laughing crazily again.
"Hahahaha, you are so interesting, as interesting as what A Tuo said, I can't help but..."
"Nicolai." The person who had been silent interrupted, "It's almost time to get down to business."
"Ah, I'm sorry, but the lady is so cute, I can't help but tease her a little longer." He cleared his throat, made a funny face, and held out his hand in invitation.
"Miss, are you interested in joining..."
"The military and police are here to crack down on pornography and illegal activities. Brothers, run quickly————" The ear-piercing screams were accompanied by the sound of seats colliding. His ears exploded, forcibly interrupting the words he was about to blurt out.
The door was pushed open violently, and the person in charge of the nightclub was holding his head on the chicken coop, his face was pale and he was shaking his calves.
"Lord Cecia, hurry up..."
Before he could finish the last word "escape", the red alcohol thrown from a distance hit him in the head, and the person in charge fell down with a look of death.
(End of this chapter)
The author said: Congratulations, Cecia, the civet opposite is the son of your mother’s good friend.
No matter which world, Mr. Tuo is not worthy of having a human form (head-touching warning jpg).
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