Zongman: Starting from punching in to get Little Doraemon

“Don’t worry, I didn’t say I would sleep in the same bed tonight.”

Looking at the girl who was flushed because of shyness, Kitahara said with a chuckle.

Since the bedrooms on the second floor of this villa are double-occupied, there are two single beds in the room.

“That, I… I turned off the lights. ”

Mao Lilan cautiously glanced at the man sitting on the edge of the bed, bit his pink lower lip, and whispered.

“Well, you’re in trouble.”

Kitahara placed his black coat on the bedside table and responded nonchalantly.

After Mao Lilan saw his movements, he subconsciously glanced at the pink pajamas on his body.

Fortunately, before he arrived, he changed into his pajamas.

She breathed a slight sigh of relief, and then pressed her slender finger to the light switch in the room.

With the switch being gently pressed, the warm lights in the room were instantly extinguished, and the whole room was plunged into darkness.

Only the moonlight looming outside the window shone through the curtains, like a gentle veil slowly spilling into the bedroom.

Mao Lilan was lying on the bed with residual warmth, a pair of bright eyes looking at the ceiling in front of him with a complicated look, and there was no sleepiness on his face.

Completely…… Can’t sleep!

Originally, she was still a little sleepy, but when she thought that there was a man lying next to her, and that kind of thing had been done between the two——

“Hmm…”

Thinking of this, Maori 897 Lan buried his little head in the soft quilt and let out a shameful whimper.

The memories of that evening were not forgotten with the passage of time, but made her remember more deeply.

Whether it’s physical sensations or shameful conversations – remember them all.

Speaking of which, the weather on that day and today is also very similar.

It’s raining lightly outside…

On the other side, Kitahara was half-sideways, his brown eyes looked at the girl buried in the quilt, and the corners of his mouth slowly turned up.

Is this shyness?

After what happened just now, that guy shouldn’t be coming over tonight.

Kitahara thought thoughtfully.

Forget it, leave him alone.

Anyway, even if he touches it again, it will be detected by his spider sense, and it will not pose any threat at all.

……

Five minutes later.

At this time, the bedroom was very quiet, only the rain falling on the glass made a pleasant sound, like a soothing lullaby.

“Lan, did you sleep?”

Kitahara looked at the ceiling above his head boredly and asked softly, but did not get any response.

Asleep?

He glanced sideways at the high and bulging quilt on the bed next to him, and couldn’t help but raise his eyebrows.

In other words, she won’t be suffocated when she sleeps like this, right?

“…… No. ”

Just as he was staring at the quilt, there was also a somewhat muffled sound from inside.

Mao Lilan lifted the quilt on the top of his head, revealing a somewhat flushed little face that was held back, and a layer of water mist appeared in his aqua-blue eyes.

As soon as she closed her eyes now, her mind would subconsciously remember what happened that night.

The mind is full of the kind of picture that makes people blush, how can you think about it, you can’t sleep, right?

It looks like I’m going to lose sleep tonight…

She thought a little helplessly in her heart.

At this time, Mao Lilan seemed to have noticed the gaze coming from the side, and subconsciously tilted his head slightly to look over.

Immediately afterwards, the two pairs of bright eyes looked at each other.

With the help of the bright moonlight cast by the window, she could clearly see Kitahara’s handsome face.

After noticing his smiling eyes, Mao Lilan’s body couldn’t help but stiffen.

Has he been looking at himself like this since just now…

“I’m going to sleep.”

She subconsciously skimmed her head, and then buried her head in the quilt again.

“Well, Night.” Kitahara yawned slightly sleepily and responded with a smile.

“… Night’s good. ”

Mao Lilan held the quilt in his arms, gently rubbed his slender legs in pink pajama pants, and hesitated to answer.

As her words fell, the entire bedroom fell into silence again.

After a while, she heard a steady breathing sound from her left side.

He fell asleep… (aebf)

Mao Lilan stood up halfway, staring blankly at the moonlight reflected in the room through the curtains.

She felt like she might be staying up late today.

……

The early morning sun penetrates through the gaps between the floor-to-ceiling windows and curtains, and is like silk shrouded in the warm bedroom. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Kitahara rubbed his somewhat relaxed eyes, sat up from the bed, and subconsciously looked at the other bed in the room.

The head that was originally buried in the quilt yesterday is now exposed.

Mao Lilan is asleep with his eyes closed, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, looking like the sleeping beauty in a fairy tale.

“It’s six o’clock in the morning.”

Kitahara picked up his mobile phone from the table, turned on the screen to take a look at the current time, and whispered softly.

It’s still early, and it looks like Xiaolan will have to sleep for a while before she wakes up.

Thinking so, he dressed himself, pushed open the bedroom door and walked to the living room on the first floor.

Inside the living room.

“Good morning, Miss Suzuki.”

As soon as Kitahara entered the living room, he saw Ayako Suzuki who was preparing breakfast in the kitchen, and he greeted her with a smile.

“Good morning.” Ayako Suzuki put the sandwich-filled plate on the dining table and said softly with some surprise, “I didn’t expect Mr. Kitahara to get up so early.” ”

“It’s okay, after all, I slept quite early yesterday.”

Kitahara chuckled and shrugged.

At this time, in the living room, there were only two people, him and Ayako Suzuki.

The others are probably still sleeping upstairs.

“I’ll help you prepare breakfast too.”

After glancing around the living room, Kitahara turned his head to her and said.

Anyway, idle is idle, it is better to help Ayako Suzuki prepare breakfast together.

“Huh, don’t bother North-”

Before Ayako Suzuki finished speaking, she saw him turn and walk into the kitchen.

Does Mr. Kitahara also cook?

She thought with some skepticism.

However –

When Ayako Suzuki walked into the kitchen, her eyes lit up when she saw him handling the ingredients.

“Mr. Kitahara’s knife skills are very skillful.”

She exclaimed softly.

Although she is the eldest lady of the Suzuki Foundation, Ayako Suzuki still has a lot of research on cooking, and naturally she can see the mastery of Kitahara San’s technique.

After sighing inwardly, she helped to prepare other ingredients.

Because breakfast is prepared for seven, one more help can save a lot of time.

“After breakfast, let’s go down the back mountain, and then we will notify the police to investigate Chikako’s affairs.”

Ayako Suzuki said her plan for today while washing the cucumbers.

“It’s too troublesome-” Kitahara shook his head when he heard this.

Hemp… Troublesome?

Ayako Suzuki blinked her confused eyes.

“If the murderer is words, I already know who it is.” Before she could ask, Kitahara said again, “Let’s settle this matter after breakfast.” ”

(Infusion for a day, first more chapter, tomorrow to make up the next four thousand words, feel groggy and uncomfortable).