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"roll!"
Eri, blushing, threw the small mirror over.
Xia Ye reached out and took it.
He casually put it into his pocket.
Before Eri could answer.
He left the parking lot with a wicked grin.
Eri Kisaki gritted her teeth as she watched Natsume's retreating figure, a faint, chilly sensation spreading across her legs.
Thinking of what Xia Ye had just said.
A smile suddenly appeared in her light blue eyes. This scoundrel insisted on ruining her black stockings, just because he didn't want other men to see them. What a petty guy!
She's quite jealous!
Eri Kisaki looked smug.
She didn't care what might happen to Xia Ye upstairs, since she couldn't control her anyway. She started the car and drove out of the parking lot.
Apartment door.
Xiao Lan welcomed Xia Ye inside.
"Have you got a meal yet?"
"I made breakfast, would you like some?"
Xia Ye changed into his own slippers, glanced at the dining table where breakfast was already laid out, and smiled:
"Mingmei also made breakfast. I ate some, but I'm still not full. It's okay to eat a little more~"
"Hmph, master of impartiality!"
Xiao Lan wrinkled her little nose and said in a light, reproachful tone:
"I don't care, just tell me, whose cooking is better, mine or Mingmei's?"
"Yours is still the best, Xiaolan~"
Xia Ye reached out and tapped her nose with her finger, knowing that she wasn't jealous, but just being a little mischievous all of a sudden.
"I don't believe it!"
"Do you dare say that in front of Mingmei?"
Xiao Ai's beautiful eyes lit up with joy, but on the surface she still pretended to be arrogant.
"What's there to be afraid of?"
Xia Ye sat at the dining table and said with a helpless, bitter smile:
"Your sister Akemi doesn't mind. Last time she herself said that she wasn't very good at Japanese cuisine and wanted to ask you for advice~"
"Of course I know that Akemi-nee is generous~"
"I just wanted to know your opinion!"
Xiao Lan's eyes were full of cunning. Hmph, how could she possibly be jealous of Sister Mingmei? She was just teasing Xia Ye!
However, when her gaze swept over Xia Ye's lips, her beautiful eyes flashed almost imperceptibly, before returning to normal in the blink of an eye.
She stood up, took a handkerchief from her pocket, went to Xia Ye's side, gently wiped the corner of his mouth, her eyes tender, and softly scolded him:
"Look how careless you are! This lipstick was left by Yukiko-neechan, wasn't it? It's so obvious. I can let it go, but if other people see it, they'll laugh at you!"
"Cough cough!"
Xia Ye looked somewhat awkwardly at the grapefruit-colored stain on Xiao Lan's handkerchief. Actually, he could just go along with what Xiao Lan said and say that it was left by Yukiko, but the gentle and lovely face in front of him made him not want to lie at all.
"What, isn't it Yuuko-neechan's?"
Xiao Lan pouted, and seeing that Xia Ye was about to say something, she gave a soft snort and put away her handkerchief:
"Forget it, don't tell me anymore!"
"I do not want to know!"
"Okay~"
Xia Ye secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
However, he already had plans to confront Xiaolan about it.
Xiaolan's side.
As she turned back to her seat, a smile appeared in her beautiful eyes. Although Xia Ye was a womanizer, he hadn't lied to her, so he was still quite nice.
As for the person who left those marks on Xia Ye's lips.
Who else could it be?
I watched her apply that beautiful lipstick with my own eyes. Humph, I didn't expect that after all her efforts to avoid it, she still couldn't escape it in the end. Maybe that's just fate!
Summer leaves too.
You can contact her anytime.
They just had to come early to ambush people.
They were both sneaking around, acting like they were having an affair.
I'm really impressed by them!
...
I ate breakfast a second time.
Xia Ye took Xiao Lan downstairs.
We're getting ready to drive to the Mihua Hotel.
After getting in the car.
Xiao Lan secretly wrinkled her nose.
Sure enough, there was a familiar scent, and there were two of them.
That's right—
She was familiar with both of them.
After all, they had been in close contact with each other, and were practically too familiar with each other!
Xiao Lan's eyes sharpened.
Her beautiful eyes subtly surveyed the situation inside the car.
She quickly noticed a tiny speck of dust on the left side of the car door. Upon closer inspection, she realized that the speck of dust almost perfectly matched the heel of a high-heeled shoe.
Under what circumstances can dust remain on the heel of a high heel?
Detective Ran continues her analysis.
The "victim" must have been lying on the back seat, and with nowhere to put her long legs, she had to put them on the car door!
Xiaolan then looked at the other side of the car door.
Sure enough, a long hair was found on the ground, identified as brown, and its owner was obvious.
By the way——
What kind of situation would make her lie down in the back seat and lose a few strands of hair? It's not like she was in a hurry to go to work and then came here to catch up on her sleep, right?
Haha, who would believe that!
At this point.
Detective Ran has uncovered the truth and is beginning to simulate the "crime process" in her mind.
Soon her pretty face flushed red, and she looked shy.
After all, the truth may not be so exaggerated, but human imagination can always surpass reality.
The "crime scene" in her mind became increasingly stimulating, and Xiaolan found herself unable to pull herself away, unable to stop.
This made her even more shy:
Am I not actually as pure and cute as Natsume says, but rather someone like Yukiko-neechan?
Thinking wildly.
Xiaolan's beautiful eyes glanced around and she found something suspicious in the glove compartment on the left side of the car. It was a black thing that looked very familiar. Xiaolan reached out and pulled it.
To see its full appearance.
Xiao Lan instantly adopted a deadpan expression.
Although it is now torn into long strips and can be considered a "corpse", you can still tell that it was once a pair of black stockings with a thickness of about 10D, which were thin and sheer. It would have been sexy and charming on someone.
However, it has now been brutally torn to shreds. How can the owner of the stockings be "unharmed" in this state?
Xiaolan didn't believe it!
"Cough cough!"
While driving, Xia Ye saw in the rearview mirror that Xiao Lan had actually found the "corpse" of the black stockings, and coughed lightly, saying:
"that is--"
"You're Yukiko-neechan, right (Wang Nuozhao)?"
Xiao Lan pouted, casually stuffed the torn stockings back in, blinked her beautiful eyes, and suddenly leaned forward to whisper in Xia Ye's ear:
"Natsume, have you been with Yukiko-neechan—?"
"hiss--!"
The breath as delicate as orchids, coupled with Xiao Lan's bold remarks, almost caused Xia Ye's car to crash and her to die.
Of course, this is an exaggeration. With his god-like riding skills, even if the vehicle moves slightly, Xiaolan might not be able to feel it.
but--
Xiao Lan really impressed him!
This girl might actually have the potential to become Yukiko, after all, Natsume never thought that Ran would ask him about sex!
"Well, you should ask Yukiko-neechan. I'm not as thick-skinned as her; I wouldn't say something so strange to an innocent girl like you."
"Are you shy?"
Xiaolan thought this was the funniest thing she had heard all day: "What do you mean you can't tell me something so strange? You've already done it, so you can't say it, huh?"
Also, a "criminal activity" just took place in the back seat of this car!
Pretending to be innocent now, huh!
What a hypocritical villain!
Chapter 224 I have medicine with that function!
At the Mihua Hotel, Xiaolan and Xia Ye arrived at the floor where the new game launch event for Full Paradise was being held.
"Xiao Lan, and Xia Ye too!"
To Xia Ye's surprise, Kogoro Mouri and Conan, whom she thought would be late, were waiting at the elevator entrance.
As soon as he and Xiaolan stepped out of the elevator, Uncle Mori greeted them warmly and was very friendly.
However, his listless expression was a bit of a downer.
"dad!"
Xiaolan quickly helped her father up. The strong smell of alcohol made her frown, and she scolded him gently, speechless:
"It's only a few o'clock, and you're already this drunk?"
"You're going to give a speech today!"
"I don't care if you embarrass yourself!"
"I didn't drink today!"