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

This meal was eaten quite quietly.

Otoi Hiroshi is fine, anyway, he eats his own food, he is a player with a perfect score in basic gentleman etiquette, how could there be a situation of bickering.

The vodka side was much more interesting. Not only did there not make any sound, but even when he swallowed, he carefully let the noodles slide down his throat little by little.

How humble.

After eating, Vodka hastily collected the plates of the three of them and took the initiative to clean up the dishes.

It was the first time he felt so uncomfortable after eating.

In the past, although the eldest brother was strict with himself, he was not like this.

Can't figure it out...

Otojing Hiroshi and Gin Jiu didn't say a word, they just sat on the chairs and started smoking.

After one was smoked, the butt of the cigarette had just been thrown to the ground, and the other had already been lit.

Half an hour later, Otoi Hiroshi finally couldn't take it anymore.

I just found a reason and went back to my room, it was too late and I didn't bother to go back to the city.

I am still too young.

What the hell, is that Gin guy an iron lung?

Seeing Hiroshi Otoi leave, Gin slowly exhaled smoke.

Then he coughed violently, his cold face flushed.

"Damn it, I met my opponent."

Just entering the room, Otoi Hiroshi thought about the last time he woke up in a dream and found that there was an extra Belmode on the bed.

Lock the door directly.

Too dangerous.

Boys must protect themselves outside!

Remember!

Lie in bed and start the daily compulsory lessons.

Of course, it is analysis, summary, and review.

First of all, judging from the current plot, it should be the plot of the countdown to the kingdom of heaven.

Because Xiao Ai suddenly emo recently, it feels like she is preoccupied.

Speaking of which, I have only experienced a theatrical version of the plot so far.

As for the others, it might be because I missed it when I was with Jiang Gutian.

Anyway, it's about Xiaoai this time, so we can't delay any longer.

This is also the first time the organization has appeared on the big screen, and I may be very busy then, after all, I have to run at both ends.

The more I think about it, the more confused my thoughts become, and I subconsciously want to light a cigarette.

Depend on!

Where is my lighter?

In the end, the search was fruitless, so he just fell asleep like that.

……

In his sleep, Hiroshi Otoi felt a little strange.

The body is a bit heavy, and the back of the neck seems to be a little itchy.

Finally, the drowsiness slowly disappeared, and he opened his hazy eyes impatiently.

Because he likes to sleep on his side, in his sight, a slender arm gently wraps around his waist, and the crystal clear and plump calf rests on his lap.

Behind him is a woman's warm and gentle voice.

"Could it be?" Otoni Hiroshi suddenly felt bad.

Turning around slowly, the light golden long hair was casually scattered on the pillow, and the beautiful eyes on the delicate and pretty face were tightly closed.

Belmode, who was sleeping soundly, was a little less cold than usual, and he was not as charming as when he faced him.

It looks peaceful and beautiful.

As if sensing Otoi Hiroshi's movements, her eyelashes trembled slightly, and then she opened her eyes.

Her eyes were like a glacier in the North Pole that had been silent for thousands of years, after seeing Hiroshi Otoi's face clearly.

Glaciers melted.

This is a sign of insecurity.

Even if she is the Belmode known as the "Witch with Thousand Faces".

Otoi Hiroshi saw everything in an instant.

But it's wrong for you to attack in the middle of the night!

"Could you explain it, please?"

Otoni Hiroshi narrowed his half-moon eyes, grabbed her slender ankle with one hand, and took it off his leg.

Chapter 61 You talk too much nonsense

"Explain what?"

Belmode put his legs up again.

"That's...how should I put it...that's the scene." Otoi Hiroshi said.

"Well... I fell asleep because I was too sleepy." She rubbed her sleepy eyes.

"Is this the reason?" Otoi Hiroshi took her leg off again, "I remember I locked the door."

"Oh, I picked the door lock with a wire." She moved her body closer to Otoi Hiroshi.

"I'm angry." Hiroshi Otoi said coldly.

But Belmode didn't seem to care about his feelings at all, and once again approached and buried his head in his chest.

Hiroshi Otoi wrapped his arms lightly around her waist.

Belmode smiled and closed his eyes.

The next moment, Otoni Hiroshi suddenly pressed her under him with force.

"Why is the majestic Witch with Thousand Faces interested in a little person like me?" His tone was flat and his eyes were indifferent.

Belmode didn't panic at all, but bit his lip and said, "Who knows. Otherwise, you can guess."

"Then don't blame me for being rude."

"What are you going to do?" Belmode asked curiously.

I saw Hiroshi Otoi retreating from her body, his fingertips sliding all the way down her tender thighs.

Then he grabbed her slender ankle violently.

Belmode suddenly panicked, and quietly stretched his arms under the pillow.

"Are you looking for this?"

Otoi Hiroshi shook the lady's pocket pistol in his hand, and then threw it to the ground.

Then, under Belmode's flustered expression, he pulled her long leg and pulled it onto his thigh.

"Actually, I just want an explanation." He looked at Belmode.

Belmod's cheeks were slightly red, and he turned his face away, without any meaning to say.

Otoi Hiroshi sighed, stretched out his fingers and gently slid across Belmode's tender arch.

Belmode trembled and panted slightly.

But still no compromise.

His fingers continued to exert force.

I saw Bermoder holding back a smile and unconsciously kicking his little feet.

The strong stimulation made her tense her body, and her crystal-like jade toes stretched out one by one.

"Hahahahaha..." Belmode finally settled in Bengbu.

The soft waist quivered up and down like a water snake.

"Hahahaha... that's enough, enough, don't do it anymore!" Her trembling voice kept begging for mercy.

But Hiroshi Otoi was so emotional that he didn't stop in his hand.

Until Belmode limp on the bed, dripping with sweat...

Otoi Hiroshi did not continue, but sat down on a chair and lit a cigarette.

The room fell silent, only Belmode's blushing panting could be heard occasionally.

It wasn't until Otoi Hiroshi lit the third cigarette that she sat up from the bed.

Slightly adjusted the messy nightdress, sat on the edge of the bed and stretched his legs, and there was still a faint blush on the white legs.

She lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and exhaled white smoke from her delicate lips.

"Luck, do you really not remember me?"

She looked out the window, her eyes as clear as the autumn sky were full of exhaustion.

"What?" Otoi Hiroshi froze for a moment, her voice was too low.

"It's nothing."

She shook her head, not intending to continue, stubbed out the cigarette, turned around and lay down on the bed again and closed her eyes.

"Unexplainable woman." Hiroshi Otoi shook his head and lay down on the bed as well.