Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

"Um, to add... By the way, Master Youxizi is still a very famous and famous actor. He has appeared in many movies and TV series, and he is very popular."

Kosei thought for a while, racking his brains to come up with Kudo Yukiko's deeds.

"What TV show?"

Seemingly a little curious, Kinoshita asked one more question.

The living habits of the main public students, as far as Kinoshita knows, are busy with cooking, laundry, and housework except for legal work, and rarely have time to watch TV dramas.

"Uh, um... what TV show is it?"

He just knew that You Xizi had filmed a TV series, but Gongsheng himself hadn't watched it, so now that he was questioned, he revealed his secrets.

(Yukiko superimposes a layer of Blood Rage)

"Forget it, what movie is it?"

I don’t watch Neon’s TV series Kinoshita at all, and I can’t connect to it if I really say the name, so I don’t plan to delve into it.

"Uh, um...it seems to have been filmed, but I haven't seen it."

I just know that Yukiko has made a movie, but Kosei hasn't seen it.

(Yukiko superimposes the second layer of blood rage)

Yuxiko looked at the boy in front of her, her complexion gradually darkened, and her eyes gradually became serious.

Let go of the hand holding the suitcase...

With slightly bent footsteps, leaning forward and squatting like a cat, combined with a strong jumping ability, he rushed up to the male student!

"Damn Maori!"

Clenched both hands into fists, and then used the protruding finger bones in the front row to form a cone, aiming at the boy's temples.

Anti-Treasure Phantasm, Double Dragon Diamond!

Rotate vigorously, continuously squeeze inward, and the pointed cone continuously strengthens inward.

Yukiko is super upset right now!

"I don't even listen to the master's words anymore. I don't agree to the master calling you, and I don't help the master with the luggage!"

Out of breath, Yukiko continued to twist a few more times, and found that the boy in front of her looked normal.

Replaced by his own Shinichi, who would beg for mercy every three seconds if he was targeted like this.

Put your arms down, move from the temple to the ear, pinch the earlobe and twist it vigorously, and twist it in a circle.

"Xinyi is the same. He never makes phone calls. He just reads novels and novels every day, reasoning and handling cases. He doesn't have a mother like me in his heart at all!"

Twist the ear tightly, and take this as Kudo Shinichi's ear.

"Usaku is not much better. He went out to socialize every day, and when he finally came back, there was lipstick on his collar, and he said it was a gift from a fan. That's provocation!"

He grabbed the other ear and twisted it in the same way. As if twisting was not enough, he pinched it hard.

"It's just disgusting that I have another one-year-old birthday and become an obasan!"

I can't stand it anymore!

Yukiko grabbed the boy's suit collar, pulled it out forcefully, and then grabbed the boy's collar forcefully.

Shake vigorously.

There is no worry about falling down, and there is no worry that hanging on the boy will hurt or fatigue the boy.

Constantly venting dissatisfaction, venting all the unhappiness of these days.

People who got off the plane all around looked at the trio, especially a woman with a good figure hanging on a boy, looking like she was dying.

Looking at the buttocks that the boy dragged a few more times, I secretly envied the boy's good luck, being able to be hugged by such a beauty, and marveled at the boy's physical fitness.

Hugging very firmly, one hand supported the pair of firm and tight buttocks from below, the big palm covered the position of the midline, and the other hand held the beauty in her arms so that she would not slip.

On the other side, through the waist-length brown curly hair, fingers entered the delicate back, placed at the position of the lumbar vertebrae, pressed against the inside hard, so that they could stick together without falling off.

No matter if the upper half is leaned back or played tricks, there will be no slight shaking.

In fact, the practical strength is not very strong, but more of complaints and pranks, such as pinching the boy's nose with one hand and pulling the boy's eyebrows with the other.

It lasted for more than ten minutes before You Xizi gradually felt out of breath, and the exhaustion from the long flight on the plane swept over her, and she put down her non-stop hand and put it on Gongsheng's shoulder.

Like a girl who doesn't grow up, just being hugged like this, and then put on each other's body.

"How about it, Master, are you feeling better?"

The crowd dispersed, and only three of them were left at the exit, so Gongsheng put the tip of his nose through his hair, and came to Youxizi's ear and asked in a low voice.

"No, I'm still very upset."

Yukiko continued to lie on the boy's body, and hugged him very firmly, without any movement of lowering her hand, as if saying that this lady is very light.

Being able to stand out, no matter what kind of thing is fine, for example, when others are jealous of the boy holding her, it is also a very proud thing for Yukiko herself.

But this passive pleasure cannot be experienced in other people.

It's a matter of physical strength.