Conan: I really just want to fall in love with Haibara Ai

So the door handle should be in a tilted state.

I didn't think much about it, maybe it was Xiao Ai who came over.

Unscrew the door and walk into the hallway.

Otoi Hiroshi frowned slightly, and looked down.

There was a pair of high heels crookedly placed in the place where the shoes were placed in the entrance.

The crystals on the shoes shone with colorful halos in bits and pieces, and the roots were about seven centimeters.

One was standing obliquely, and the other was lying [-] centimeters away from it.

It was like a drunk professional woman who picked up the hem of her shoe with her fingers and threw it aside casually when she came home.

Looking up, there was a black lady's coat hanging on the wall.

You can also vaguely hear the "ding bang" sound of some spatulas colliding in the kitchen.

People who don't know it seem to think that the wife is heating up the meal for the late husband.

But I don't have such a virtuous wife.

Or rather, his wife——

Still in elementary school.

If you think about it this way, the scene in front of you is quite subtle.

Hiroshi Otoi narrowed his eyes, changed his shoes and took off his coat calmly.

After touching the playing cards hidden in his cuff, he walked directly into the house.

Dinner was ready on the table at this moment, and the mellow aroma of the food permeated his nostrils.

Wisps of white smoke lingered on the plate carved with blue and white flowers.

The sound of "zilazila" after the dishes and oil juice are fused continuously came out of the kitchen.

Hiroshi Otoi felt more and more strange.

When he reached the kitchen door, his eyes widened suddenly.

The spatula in the woman's hand was constantly stirring the dishes. She was wearing an apron, and her blonde hair was casually falling on her fair and delicate back.

There is only a thin rope tied around the slender waist, except for this time, there is nothing else on the entire beautiful back.

As if sensing Hiroshi Otojing's aura, she turned her head with a faint smile on her face.

"Welcome home, Rucker."

On the apron on her chest, two firm cherries seemed to jump out.

Hiroshi Otoi closed his eyes helplessly, pressed his temples gently with both hands and kneaded them a few times before opening his eyes and looking at her.

"What are you doing, Belmode!"

His voice was icy and cold, as if he was angry at Belmode's sudden arrival.

Belmode raised his head and shook his messy hair lightly, raised the spatula with one hand and said softly, "Can't you see? I'm making dinner for you, my dear."

"I know you're cooking." Hiroshi Otoi lit a cigarette, "I'm asking what are you doing here?"

"Don't talk about that for now." Belmode closed one eye playfully, "Can you tie my hair for me, it's a little in the way."

Hiroshi Otoi frowned, but in desperation, he walked to Belmode's side.

Putting the cigarette in his mouth, he squeezed her smooth fingers, and with the other hand, he took off the hair rope from her delicate wrist.

Then he walked slowly behind her, gathered her beautiful blonde hair together, tied it with a headband, and simply tied her into a sexy low ponytail.

Don't ask why, low ponytail yyds.

During this period, when his fingers occasionally slid across Belmode's back, she would tremble slightly.

The fragrant hair in his hand slowly slipped from his fingers, because Hiroshi Otoi was much taller than Belmode.

At this moment, he had a panoramic view of the fullness of her chest and smooth back.

There is really nothing in this woman's apron!

"Luck, what are you looking at?" Belmode asked softly.

Although his back was turned to him, he seemed to know his movements like the back of his hand.

In other words, this was her deliberate arrangement.

Otoi Hiroshi flicked the ash into the trash can and asked, "Why aren't you wearing clothes?"

Belmode turned off the fire, then turned around, tapped his red lips with his finger and replied in a slightly aggrieved voice: "Because it's too tight~"

Otoni Hiroshi was choked by her, felt a little uncomfortable and escaped.

Hiroshi Otoi casually picked up Tagore's "The Gardener's Collection" on the dining table and read it.

Of course, he just wanted to divert his attention to dispel the discordant images in his mind.

After a while, Belmode walked out of the kitchen with the last dish.

Putting the plate on the dining table, she raised her arm and sniffed the smell lightly.

frown.

For a woman like her who loves cleanliness, the smell of oily smoke is a lifelong enemy.

Even frowns are so pretty.

"Your body smells of oily smoke, can I borrow your bathroom?" Belmode took out a cigarette from Otoi Hiroshi's cigarette case on the dining table and lit it.

Otoi Hiroshi nodded: "The shampoo and shower gel are all on the shelf, and there are new toothbrushes and bath towels in the cabinet under the sink."

"Eh? Can I use your bath towel?" Belmode bit his lower lip playfully.

Chapter 112 Hawaii didn't teach this, wait online, I'm in a hurry...

Otoi Hiroshi's palm on the table suddenly clenched into a fist.

"I'm just kidding~" Belmod spit out a mouthful of smoke when he saw this.

Then he stifled the cigarette he had just lit and went straight to the bathroom.

Seeing this, Hiroshi Otoi simply ate directly, he was really hungry after a busy night.

As for Belmode's intention, he couldn't think of it.

Think about it more lazily, just as Gin said, this woman has always been tight-lipped.

No one could know what she was thinking.

If she wanted to say something, she'd do it.

To his surprise, Belmode came out of the bathroom in just 10 minutes.

"You are so well prepared to live alone, are you ready to bring a woman back at any time?" Belmode's charming voice came.

Otoni Hiroshi took a sip of water and said casually, "You care about me?"

I saw that Belmode was wrapped in a bath towel, showing a line of beautiful shoulders, and there were a few drops of crystal water between the slender collarbones.

She sat directly opposite Otoi Hiroshi, and poured herself a glass of red wine gracefully.

"Women are such creatures, just like cats, they are always full of curiosity." She raised her glass, took a shallow sip, and then licked her lips sexyly.

"It's just for my own convenience." Hiroshi Otoi didn't look at her, and picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

Cover up embarrassment.

"Why don't you dare look at me?"

Belmode stared at Otoi Hiroshi's slightly flushed handsome face with a charming smile.

Light white fingers hooked the bath towel on his chest and pulled it slightly downwards.

I have to say, she is really good at it.

A handsome guy from Tokyo who is as determined as Hiroshi Otoi, under her temptation, ripples in his calm heart are constantly appearing.

"Men and women can't kiss each other." Hiroshi Otoi said nonsense.

……

With his head down, he kept picking up vegetables and rice.

It was the worst meal he had had in a long time. 23sK.com

"Why do you keep staring at me?" After swallowing a mouthful of rice, Otoi Hiroshi raised his head and asked.

Belmode's large snow-white skin was exposed, and for a moment he didn't know where to go.

Belmode smiled playfully: "It's not my first time having dinner with me, why are you so shy?"

Otoni Hiroshi was taken aback for a moment, then raised his cup to cover his expression.

She didn't lose a piece of sleep, but when did she have dinner with her?

Putting down the cup, Hiroshi Otoi said helplessly, "How can I say that I'm also an adolescent boy, can you respect me?"

"Is it delicious?" Belmode asked with his hands crossed and his chin resting on the back of his hands.

Under the dining table, her slightly upturned jade feet inadvertently slipped onto Otoi Hiroshi's feet and kept pinching Otoi Hiroshi's calf with her toes.

It doesn't mean to let him eat well at all.

"Are you talking about food, or..." Hiroshi Otoi put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand.

He grabbed her ankle.

Belmode was frightened and put his hands on the dining table to keep his balance.

"You are really naughty~ What do you think?" She put away her panic and blinked at Otoi Hiroshi instead.

After trying to get away to no avail, she moved forward without retreating, her crystal toes spread mischievously, and attacked Otoi Hiroshi's inner thigh.

Otoni Hiroshi didn't expect her to fight back, and he was successfully attacked by her all of a sudden.

Feeling the heat coming from his toes, Belmode bit his lip lightly and looked at Hiroshi Otoi with ecstatic eyes.