Conan's Mori Kogoro

"Wow! Hiss is enough!!!"

This appearance attracted Mori Kogoro's attention. It is possible that the wine is very strong, but this is not right. Japanese sake is usually only a dozen degrees.

He also drank this glass of sake, tasteless, not much different from plain water.

Mori Kogoro turned his head and saw Ginzo Nakamori, whose face was already flushed, and he put it on his face with a small cup, he couldn't help but be speechless, this guy's alcohol capacity is too bad!

And Qingzi quickly said from the side: "Father, drink less!"

Qingzi really has enough to worry about drinking less after only one cup.

Nakamori Ginzo is still the same as before, he likes to drink even though he doesn't know how to drink, and he starts to get drunk after not drinking much.

"Come on, eat vegetables, Kogoro, don't be shy, treat yourself like you are at home!"

After drinking, the atmosphere gradually heated up.

Nakamori Ginzo warmly entertained Mori Kogoro, and the two began to talk about the memories of working together in the Metropolitan Police Department.

"Do you still remember Officer Chamu? His face was not so square before. After he was promoted to the police department, not only his face became squarer, but his eyebrows became less and less."

"I still remember that Sheriff Baima was able to beat five ordinary people by himself, but now he has become an old man who makes tea and reads newspapers every day!"

"Yes! Yes! Yes! But Sergeant Baima is considered to be a successor. His son and my daughter are classmates, and he is a high school detective!"

"Speaking of which, Sergeant Baima is really lucky. An old cow eats tender grass and can bloom golden flowers on iron trees. I used to think that he had no son because he was injured when he went to the police!"

"Suddenly the fortunes turned around, and a son was born all of a sudden, but I have seen his son, it is really not like Sheriff Baima, it is possible, hehehe, Xiao Wulang, you understand!"

Nakamori Ginzo laughed as he spoke, he became more unscrupulous after drinking too much.

Qingzi hastily said coquettishly, "Father, what nonsense are you talking about?"

But Nakamori Ginzo ignored her, and Qingzi wanted to speak again, but suddenly stopped.

His small face suddenly turned red, and there was a trace of mist in his big bright eyes, and he turned his head to look at Kogoro Mori.

His little hand couldn't help but lower down to stop Mori Kogoro's invasion, but obviously he couldn't succeed.

Qingzi's heartbeat continued to speed up, her face was flushed red, her eyes were full of nervousness, she clenched her teeth tightly to keep herself silent.

here we go again!Dad is right next to you, uncle, this is too bold!God, this is going crazy!What should I do!Uncle is so bad!How could you do such a thing in front of your father!

On the opposite side, Mori Kogoro had an evil smile on his face. Doing such a thing in front of Nakamori Ginzo is really more exciting and exciting.

Mori Kogoro turned his head to look at Nakamori Ginzo, he was a little confused after drinking three or four glasses of sake, and he didn't notice what was going on under the table at all.

Kogoro Mori kept persuading him to drink. Nakamori Ginzo, who had never experienced this technique of persuading wine from China, continued to drink one after another with a smirk.

About a quarter of an hour later, Nakamori Ginzo was completely drunk, and fell asleep on the low table like this...

After confirming that Ginzo Nakamori was really drunk, Kogoro Mori shifted his gaze to Aoko, without concealing the enthusiasm in it.

Qingzi was wearing a light green gauze skirt today, her jade arms and snowy neck were exposed, exuding a youthful atmosphere.

She was sitting on the futon, her little head was drooping and she didn't dare to look at Mori Kogoro at all, her little face was flushed and she was panting heavily, her body curled up and trembling slightly.

Mori Kogoro smiled lightly and stood up, came to sit beside Aoko.

As soon as he put his arms around Qingzi's shoulders, Qingzi's whole body trembled uncontrollably.

Qingzi's thoughts seemed to be stuck in more than ten minutes ago, and he quickly said: "Uncle, don't let my father drink too much!"

Mori Kogoro pointed to Nakamori Ginzo who was lying on the table: "Qingzi, it seems a little too late for you to say that, your father is already drunk."

Only then did Qingzi come to his senses, his big eyes blinked, his angelic face like Xiaolan was a little dazed, and Kogoro Mori's heart was burning hot when he saw it.

Mori Kogoro gently held Aoko's small face and kissed it on her pink lips, while his fiery big hand stroked Aoko's snowy shoulders and moved slowly.

The smell of alcohol mixed with the man's masculine breath poured into Aoko's mouth, and Aoko's pupils kept shrinking. She was about to respond, but caught a glimpse of Nakamori Ginzo who was standing aside.

Qingzi struggled immediately.

Small body, but full of explosive power, she soon pushed Kogoro Moori away, and whispered: "Daba, Uncle Maori, Dad is still here!"

Mori Kogoro leaned over to his ear, whispered softly, his warm breath hit his little ear: "It's okay Qingzi, trust me, your father won't wake up."

After saying that, Mori Kogoro kissed Aoko's small mouth again, and his big hand began to exert strength, this time no matter how hard Aoko struggled, he couldn't break free.

Under Mori Kogoro's master-level kissing skills, Aoko gradually lost ground.

She glanced at the corner of her eyes and saw that her father was snoring, so she was a little relieved and gradually responded.

Mori Kogoro slowly pressed Aoko's delicate body on the floor, and his fiery hands began to walk continuously on the girl's delicate body, the temperature in the living room seemed to be rising.

Chapter 0082

Nakamori Ginzo was sprawled on the table, as drunk as a dead pig.

He had no idea that last night's invitation was purely to lure wolves into the house.

He would never have imagined that his daughter and Mori Kogoro were kissing and making each other less than one meter away from him.

At this moment, Qingzi has gradually become distraught and emotionally fascinated, and her pair of bare hands are getting weaker and weaker, hanging down by her side, grabbing the futon underneath.

A pair of slender legs were constantly tensed, and the delicate jade feet were arched, forming a perfect arc.

Qingzi's little face was flushed, and the blush gradually faded, and his neck was also printed bright red, which was really touching.