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

Otoihiro's palm placed on the table suddenly clenched into a fist.

"Just kidding~" Seeing this, Belmode let out a breath of smoke.

Then he directly extinguished the freshly lit cigarette and went directly to the bathroom.

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

And Belmode's intention, he could not have imagined.

It's even lazier to think about it, as Gin said, this woman has always been tight-lipped up.

No one had a way of knowing what she was thinking.

If she wanted to say something, she would naturally speak.

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

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

Otoi Hiroshi took a sip of water and said casually: "You care about me?" I

saw Belmode wrapped in a bath towel, revealing a good-looking shoulder, and a few drops of crystal water between his slender collarbones.

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

"Women are creatures, like cats, always full of curiosity." She raised her glass and tasted it shallowly, then licked her lips sexily.

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

Hide embarrassment.

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

Belmod stared at Hiroshi Otoi's slightly reddened handsome face with a smile.

The white fingers hooked the bath towel on his chest and pulled down slightly.

I have to say, she really knows how to.

A handsome man in Tokyo who is as firm as Hiroshi Otoi, under her temptation, his calm heart also constantly ripples.

"Men and women are not intimate." Hiroshi Otoi said casually.

......

He lowered his head and kept picking vegetables and rice.

The meal was the hardest he had eaten in so long.

"Why are you staring at me all the time?" After swallowing a mouthful of rice, Otoi Hiroshi raised his head and asked.

Belmode's large area of snow-white skin was exposed, and for a while his eyes did not know where to drift.

Belmod smiled playfully: "It's not the first time you have dinner with me, why are you so shy?"

Otoi Hiroshi was stunned, so he raised his cup to block his expression.

I didn't sleep less, but when did I eat with her?

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

Is it delicious?" Belmode asked as he crossed his hands and supported his chin with the back of his hand.

Under the dining table, her slightly upturned jade foot inadvertently slipped to Otoi Hiro's foot and kept picking Otoi Hiro's calf with her toe.

It didn't mean to let him eat well.

"Do you mean rice, or..." Otoi Hiroshi put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hand.

One grabbed her ankle.

Frightened, Belmod pressed his hands to the table to maintain his balance.

"Are you really naughty~ what do you say?" She put away her panic and winked at Otoi Hiroshi instead.

After trying to get out to no avail, she didn't retreat, and her crystal toes opened mischievously, striking towards the inner thighs of Otoihiro.

Otoi Hiroshi didn't expect her to fight back, and she was attacked successfully for a while.

Belmod felt the heat coming from his toes, bit his lip lightly, and looked at Otoi Hiroshi with a soul-like look.

[It seems that I won]

Otoi Hiroshi replied with a cold look.

The other hand also reached under the dining table.

Belmode suddenly remembered the embarrassment of that night.

"No, don't."

"It's too late."

Otoi Hiroshi smiled slightly, reaching out and touching the familiar arch of his foot again.

Belmod shuddered.

A strong tingling sensation wells up from the soles of my feet.

The intense stimulation made her tense like a bow.

After seeing her expression, Otoi Hiroshi finally confirmed it thoroughly.

The center of her feet is her Achilles heel.

As Otoi's hand movements quickened, Belmod twisted wantonly in his chair.

The neatly wrapped bath towel was also kneaded to lose shape, and her white and tender skin was pink as white.

Then, the white bath towel slides off the twin peaks.

Time seemed to stop at this moment, and Otoi Hiroshi also stopped the movement in his hand.

The two looked at each other like this for a few seconds.

Belmode's cheeks were slightly red, and he crossed his arms across his chest, covering the indescribable holy light.

“Bad Boy。" She said softly.

"Sorry." Otoi Hiroshi put down her soft jade feet.

Belmod simply ripped off all the bath towels and threw them on the chair next to him.

Just like that, he walked in front of Otoi Hiroshi, gently hugged his neck, and leaned on his lower abdomen.

“It's all right, my little rascal。"

Faced with this scene, Rao Otoi Hiroshi did not know what to do.

She could only let her mountain peaks press on her brain, feeling the wonderful fragrance of her snow-white skin.

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Hawaii didn't teach this, what to do now, online etc., urgent!!

Hiroshi Otoi roared silently inwardly.

But Belmode didn't do anything more, but wrapped the bath towel again, squeezed the goblet and walked to the window.

At this time, her mobile phone on the sofa rang, and Belmode walked directly over to pick it up.

Then I sat on the sofa and put up my good-looking legs.

"Good evening, Bourbon."

Otoi Hiroshi turned his head and glanced at it.

Toru Amuro?

Why did he call so late?

"What are you doing? Listen to your voice a little shaky? Amuro asked.

Belmode's suddenly gripped the phone tightly, then slowly released it.

"Just after taking a bath, it may be a little hot." She replied.

In fact, I laughed too much just now, so I haven't changed my breath now.

"I found a new part-time job and found something interesting."

"Eh... Where is it? She asked curiously.

"Poirot Cafe."

"I see. Well, I wish you the best, and I'm going to do some skin care after the shower.

"What to say, even if you don't do anything, you are always so beautiful."

"Good night."

Otoi Hiroshi narrowed his eyes, has Amuro already appeared?

Interesting.

Perhaps because of the embarrassment just now, both of them drank red wine, glass after glass.

Until the bottom of the bottle is empty.

At night, as soon as Otoi Hiroshi lay down, Belmode walked in wearing a thin white nightdress.

"What are you doing?" Otoi Hiroshi sat up in shock.

"." She said.

So, Otoi Hiroshi turned sideways to look at Belmode, who was lying beside him, and said speechlessly: "You know I didn't mean that.

"It doesn't matter." She leaned over and wrapped her arms around him.

"It's always so reassuring to be around." She buried her face in Otoihiro's chest and gently sniffed the smell of him.

The strong masculine smell, the shallow aroma of laundry detergent on her pajamas, all entered her nose.

"To be honest, I really don't understand you a bit, Belmode." Otoi said seriously.

Belmod looked up, his finger on his lips.

“You leave you r memory as a flame ,to my lonely lamp of separation。"