In the quiet corridor, the two people snuggling each other in the thin moonlight have no ambiguity, and there are so many things like warming each other and healing each other.

"I got so angry when I came." Belmode arched in Chenxing's shoulder with a little nasal sound.

"Sorry." Chen Xing said softly.

"Why do you want to apologize?" Belmode sideways, and he can see the boy's white neck and Adam's apple, and the corners of his lips are pursed.

"I don't know, I just think that if you think this will make you feel better." Chen Xing said.

"Idiot." Belmode's eyebrows curled and just smiled, "Will you still apologize when I am in a bad mood in the future?"

Chen Xing said 'yes'.

Belmode tilted his head to look at him, and his hands naturally wrapped around his waist, "Why weren't you so well-behaved in the past?"

And when he felt his tense waist, he couldn't help but tease, "Are you still nervous about your sister?"

Chen Xun didn't say anything.

Belmode stared at him for a while, and a hint of shame suddenly flashed through his eyes. He leaned into his ears, opened his red lips and exhaled like an orchid, "Are you carrying a wooden knife again?"

As he spoke, a little heat twitched his ears, and after the tail sound, it seemed to touch his ear bones.

Chen Xing's eyes widened, his face turned red, and he raised his hand to push her away.

"Hold it for a while." Belmode buried his head on his shoulder, his voice muffled, "I don't know when it will be next time."

Chen Xing had already pressed her hand on her shoulder and lost his strength. He relaxed and let her go.

But she had too many small movements. She was not very honest in fumbled around his waist, and even through her clothes, she could feel the indescribable touch.

"Don't move around." Chen Xing's tone tightened.

"Let me find where the wooden knife is hidden." Belmode smiled.

Chen Xing lowered his head and met her eyes as clear as the stars, with a smile on her face, which was clearly saying that she did it on purpose.

"Itchy." He had no choice but to say.

"Sister will not itch when you touch it." Belmode's eyes were raised, as seductive as the spring breeze.

Chen Xing seemed to have lost the ability to think for a moment. The tip of his nose was a light fragrance of absinthe. There was only her soft silver hair in front of him. The touch on his body was also very clear, just like jade fat in his arms, which made people intoxicated.

I don't know how long it took, but he heard a low laugh. When he realized that the other party had let go of him. She stood opposite her, tied her hair casually, showing off her messyness, full of aggression and wild beauty.

"How long will it take?" Belmode pulled the zipper.

Chen Xing turned his gaze away, "Are you leaving?"

"I feel relieved when I see you are fine." Belmode turned and said seriously: "I can't do this in the future."

Chen Xing knew what she said and nodded silently.

"But Gin said he had recognized the wrong person, and I took a look at him." Belmode said inadvertently: "I have to say that Miss Suzuki is really similar to her."

Chen Xing suddenly felt a sudden heart, and his tone was as normal, "Who?"

Belmode raised his eyebrows, looked at him with a smile, then reached out and pulled it on his face, "No one."

As he said that, he squeezed it gently and then waved his hand with satisfaction, turned around and went downstairs without any delay.

Chen Xing was still standing there, feeling a little lost in his heart. After a long time, he closed his eyes and said, "You're leaving?"

But she was thinking in her heart that she seemed to be getting bolder.

The boy pursed his lips and went upstairs.

...

A few days later, the wind was cold and the temperature dropped sharply.

While toasting, Chen Xing received a call from Detective Maori.

"Are you free today? Go and dry the car?" The loud voice was as usual.

"There is time." Chen Xing said.

"Then come here." Kogoro Mouri was very happy.

When Chen Hao arrived at the place, he realized the reason why the detective was so happy.

"I can't stand it. Why does a woman keep buying clothes and talking on the phone? It's endless?" Kogoro Mouri yawned, bored.

The reason was that Ran Mouri originally agreed to accompany Kogoro Mouri to dry the car, but Yuanzi happened to ask her to go shopping, so Conan included, and the few went out together. But when they arrived at the department store, the good sister left behind the old and the young and went shopping on their own.

However, Yuanzi helped contact the company that dryed the car to ensure that the sports car could be restored to its original state. Now the car has been pulled away.

Kogoro Mouri was bored, so he thought of asking Chen Xing out, which was to repay the favor and assist the Miss Suzuki.

Conan said that the confused detective finally got his idea, and his police light was finally lifted.

I wondered how happy the two of them were to carry milk tea for them to drink.

"Okay, let's go and urge Xiaoran and the others." Kogoro Mouri wrapped his coat and put on his knitted hat.

It’s cold, and middle-aged and elderly people should start paying attention to insulation.

When the three of them crossed the road and were about to enter the department store, Kogoro Mori suddenly stopped and his eyes were shining at the telephone booth next to him.

There, a young girl had just finished her phone call and walked out and left with her back.

"Oh, this beauty has a really good figure." Kogoro Mouri said lustfully: "It's so cold that she still wears a miniskirt."

The woman can only see her back, mini skirt and high heels, a pink jacket with hips on her upper body, a beautiful figure, and sexy and seductive hair that permed with big wavy hair.

Conan also took a few more glances.

Chen Xing was a little curious because the other party gave him a sense of familiarity.

"Hey, there is a pen here." Conan pointed to the phone booth, "Uncle, could that sister forget it?"

"This is amazing." Maori Kogoro's expression suddenly rippled. What is this a god-given opportunity?

Sure enough, assisting others can often receive rewards from assists!

The detective picked up a ballpoint pen and chased the sexy woman in front of him, shouting: "Miss, please stay, you have dropped something!"

As he approached, Kogoro Mouri subconsciously patted the woman on the shoulder, and the other party paused, raised his hand and grabbed his hand.

The detective's eyes moved, and through this fair hand and the other party's suggestive action, he had already begun to make up for it.

Will you hold hands directly later? But will this detective seem too frivolous and casual? But the other party seems to be very relaxed, so...

So the next second, the woman crashed into his arms sideways, not a bird that leaned on others, but a powerful impact.

Kogoro Mouri's eyes were stunned.

Without any time to react, the detective was directly knocked to the ground by his locked arm. The woman skillfully jammed his neck with her elbows, and completely confined his movements with the weight of her body.

"Catch him!" A fat man in a hat suddenly jumped out of the garbage dump next to him.

In Conan's dull eyes, five or six strong men rushed out of the car, alley, and the roadside, and flew to the more confused Kogoro Mouri.

The previous sexy woman quickly got up and left them a venue to play.
Chapter completed!