Conan’s Guilty Points System

Ilya and Yui sat on either side of Xiaolan and listened to her telling fairy tales.

Concubine Yingri was washing dishes in the kitchen.

Heiji was on the phone in the bedroom.

In the courtyard of a villa, a petite figure sat silently on a stool, quietly looking at the intersection.

Haihara Mei stood quietly at the door, looked at the figure, and sighed.

"Although Heiji calls often, he hasn't seen him for over a year. What a badass."

Sitting in the yard is naturally Xiao Ai, with a calm expression and no trace of strangeness.

Suddenly, the phone in the house rang.

Haiyuan Mei was stunned for a moment, her eyes lit up suddenly, and she turned around and walked into the room.

Only one person knows this ringtone.

A soft voice with a hint of surprise.

"Habara Mi, I haven't called you for a month."

On the phone, Heiji's voice was apologetic.

Hai Yuanmei smiled softly and shook her head gently: "It doesn't matter if you're busy, but Xiao Ai..."

"Well, she seems to be in a bad mood recently."

"Really, I know."

Hai Yuanmei's heart tightened slightly, and she said cautiously, "Heiji, I haven't seen you for a year, what's the matter with you?"

"It's okay, I'll tell you later."

"Okay." Mi Haibara paused: "Heiji, do you have any tasks?"

"No, I've already come back, and I'll be staying with you for a few days in two days."

Haibara Mei was shocked, and there was a touch of ecstasy on her face.

"Well, but it's a little troublesome. You need to prepare some supplies for a one-year-old child, and a complete set of food, drink, housing and transportation."

"Well, um, I'll be ready."

Haibara was very excited.

"Then I'll trouble you."

"No trouble, no trouble."

"Sister, is it him?"

Xiao Ai didn't know when she had come in, her eyes were cold and she looked at her quietly.

"Give me the phone."

Xiao Aixiu's eyes flashed with coldness.

Hai Yuanmei was stunned for a moment, and then handed the phone to Xiao Ai.

Heiji heard Xiao Ai's voice.

Listening to the voice on the phone, the anger in her heart suddenly dissipated, Xiao Ai silently held the phone, and her thin lips parted lightly: "Have you returned to Japan?"

After talking on the phone before, she knew that Heiji went to the United States.

"Well, I just came back not long ago."

"Will you still go out?"

Xiao Ai asked lightly.

"I won't go out for the time being."

Xiao Ai hung up the phone directly and looked at Hai Yuanmei: "Sister, I'm hungry, let's cook."

Haihara Mei sighed: Is Xiao Ai trying to support it?

Xiao Ai returned to her room, lay silently on the bed, tilted her head and glanced at the picture frame on the table, which contained a photo.

A photo of her with Heiji.

Fei Yingli just finished washing the dishes and came out of the kitchen, looking at Heiji: "Heiji, have you contacted someone who can help open the detective interest class?"

Heiji smiled slightly, wrapped his arms around Fei Yingri's waist, lowered his head and kissed her thin lips...

Fei Yingli's pretty face blushed, her eyes drifted to the living room, slightly shy.

Fortunately, the living room can't see it here.

"I plan to take Illya and Yui out for a few days. Since you decided to go to work, you need a few days to prepare well."

Fei Yingli silently leaned into his arms, raised her head, and looked a little reluctant: "Then I won't be able to see my two daughters for several days?"

Said, pouting slightly.

Looking at those thin rosy lips, Heiji couldn't help lowering his head to kiss again.

Concubine Yingri raised her head, hooked her arms around his neck, stood on tiptoe, and responded silently.

Xiangjin dark crossing.

"Mom and Dad are kissing, kissing."

A childlike voice sounded beside him.

Illya blinked her big eyes and looked at the two curiously.

Feiyingli blushed, and quickly got out of Heiji's arms, squatted down, and held Illya in her arms: "Why doesn't Illya listen to Aunt Lan's story?"

Illya hugged Feiyingli's neck and pouted: "My sister is sleeping, and Aunt Lan is holding her. Illya also wants to hug her, but Illya can't make Aunt Lan work hard."

Feiyingli was taken aback for a moment, and then she kissed Illya gently: "Then mother hugs."

Illya nodded, lay on her shoulders, and looked at Heiji with big eyes: "Dad doesn't cry, mom hugs, then dad hugs again."

Feiyingli couldn't help laughing, her beautiful eyes curved into crescent moons, and she lightly tapped Ilia's little nose: "Little girl, don't talk about Dad's narcissism."