I was in Conan, and after picking up Xiao Ai, I was chased by Hongzi.

"Hong..."

Whispering softly and charmingly, Miyano Shiho put his arms around his neck and pressed his lips to his.

Otoi Hiroshi was stunned by her slightly shy and pretty face. Before he could recover, he was already kissed.

At this moment, there was no need to come back to his senses, and he could not come back to his senses. He melted her in his arms with all his strength.

The full and round softness, the tender and slender waist, these unfamiliar touches were transmitted to his brain through the nerves, stimulating his emotions.

So Otoi Hiroshi broke her and carried her on his shoulders, melting everything into the source of tenderness.

……

In the dark night, the phone vibrated.

Subconsciously connected.

"Hiro, do you have time the day after tomorrow? Let's go play together." Kuroba Kaito said.

Otoi Hiroshi took a deep breath and suppressed the anger that wanted to kill him.

At this moment, Miyano Shiho was lying on the bed with his back to him, sweat dripping from his white back and flowing down the midline to his collarbone.

His face was flushed, his eyes were clear and blurred.

When Hiroshi Otoi answered the phone, her neck and face, which had been raised high, were pressed against the bed as if they had lost all strength.

The sweat from his forehead soaked the sheets.

"What?" Otoi Hiroshi asked angrily.

"Go to Mr. Terai's billiards tavern and try your hand at billiards!" Kuroba Kaito said with a smile.

"I know, but I guess you are no match. Go to sleep." Otoi Hiroshi sighed.

Kuroba Kaito said nonchalantly: "It's only 10 o'clock in the evening. Did you go to bed so early?"

"You're so annoying. I'm done."

After Hiro Otoi hung up the phone, he turned off the phone directly.

On the other side, Kuroba Kaito was a little confused as to why this guy was so angry.

Then he dialed Nakamori Aoko's phone number.

"How about Kaito, what did he say?" Nakamori Aoko asked curiously.

"He agreed, but he's just not interested." Kuroba Kaito said.

"It's okay, just call him out, and call Anko when the time comes." Nakamori Aoko said.

After hearing what she said, Kuroba Kaito held up his mobile phone and said, "Are you sure there is nothing wrong?"

"This is a life-long matter related to Anko-chan, there must be no problem!"

Kuroba Kaito sighed: "Anyway, you should contact Anko first."

"I understand, but we must ensure that [Holiday LOVE LOVE Campaign] will be successful, you know?" Nakamori Aoko explained seriously.

After hanging up the phone, Kuroba Kaito sat cross-legged and lay on the bed while holding the phone and banging it.

That guy Aoko clearly hasn't figured out his own affairs yet...

But since it's a matter between Hong and Anko, it's better to be a little more serious.

Hiroshi Otoi's apartment

"Who is it?" Miyano Shiho turned around and asked.

"He's an idiot classmate." Hiroshi Otoi threw the phone aside casually.

"You haven't eaten dinner yet..." He felt hungry.

"Heat it up for lunch tomorrow." Miyano Shiho's warm, smooth arms wrapped around Otoi Hiroshi's neck and kissed him affectionately.

Outside the window, the chirping of cicadas in summer is like an exclamation coming from the horizon.

From night to dawn, it’s noon when you wake up.

Otoi Hiroshi looked at Miyano Shiho in his arms, she was also awake.

Miyano Shiho got out of his chest, shook his white and tender little hands, frowned slightly, and then put his palm on his arm.

"My hands are sore~" she said aggrievedly.

Her eyes were calm, neither shy nor frivolous, just like the coquettish behavior between ordinary lovers.

Without thinking much, Otoi Hiroshi took her soft and white little hand, gently rotated and kneaded her fingers.

Miyano Shiho's hands are larger than Haihara Ai's, but they still look extremely small in Otoi Hiroshi's hands, but the proportions of his fingers are just right and slender.

The palm of the hand is soft and tender, and the small blood vessels are clearly visible on the fair skin of the back of the hand.

"I'm hungry~" she said softly.

Otoi Hiroshi pinched her fingers and shook her arm gently, while asking: "Should you heat up last night's meal, or should I feed it to you?"

Miyano Shiho backed away with a vigilant face, then stretched out his white and thin straight legs and kicked him gently, "Pervert."

"Kick me if I say anything." Hiroshi Otoi grabbed her slender ankle, and then seemed to suddenly realize, "Don't you think so?"

"No, I don't want to!" Miyano Shiho covered his chest, shook his head like a rattle, and quickly tried to take his legs back.

"Hahahaha..." Seeing her look like that, Hiroshi Otoi let go and stood up with a smile and went to the kitchen.

Let’s take care of food and clothing first before talking about anything else.

Miyano Shiho realized that he had been teasing him, and lay on the bed resentfully and stuck out his tongue at him.

After a while, the aroma came from the kitchen.

She also stood up leisurely and put on her nightgown.

Looking at the well-fitting nightgown, I smiled and thought: He is really considerate, they have them in all sizes.

Walking to the living room, his eyes silently looked at Hiroshi Otoi, who was busy in the kitchen wearing an apron, with tenderness and disgust in his eyes.

[Why is he only wearing an apron?]

He quickly turned away and shook the goosebumps on his body. Turning on the TV, he walked to the sofa and sat down. He raised his white and tender calves and leaned back on the sofa.

A strange feeling rose from the bottom of my heart.

That's right, I'm no longer that petite body. I'm used to living a smaller life. Is this body already unfamiliar to me...

During the meal, the two sat opposite each other.

"Shiho, how many hours did you take the antidote?" Hiroshi Otoi raised his head and asked.

Miyano Shiho held his cheek and said calmly: "24 hours."

"That's good." Otoi Hiroshi nodded.

Miyano Shiho's expression changed, he kept pinching the hair beside his ears and said, "What's good..."

"I'm afraid that the doctor will be worried if you leave for a long time. What are you thinking about?" Otoi Hiroshi said sternly.

Miyano Shiho's face suddenly flushed pink because of his shyness.

She raised her little foot and gently kicked Otoi Hiroshi under the table to show her dissatisfaction.

She wanted to do this a long time ago.

But due to her physical limitations, she couldn't reach it.

After finishing the meal, Otoi Hiroshi stood up limping.

"What's wrong?" Miyano Shiho asked worriedly.

"You just kicked me." Hiroshi Otoi squinted his eyes and pretended to be in pain.

"I didn't use too much force just now..." Miyano Shiho quickly walked to him and squatted down.

Otoi Hiroshi lifted his apron with a wave of his hand.

"Hahahahaha..."

Miyano Shiho was startled and fell to the ground, his face glowing red from the pain.

Seeing this, Hiroshi Otoi quickly stretched out his hand to help her up. He originally just wanted to make a joke, but he didn't expect that she would fall.

But Miyano Shiho gave him a sly smile and dragged him to the ground.

So, from noon to dusk, from the living room to the kitchen, from the kitchen to the bathroom, to the balcony...

Lying on the bed, Hiroshi Otoi placed his right hand on his forehead, his face full of exhaustion.

"Lunch was all in vain..." he sighed.

Women are like tigers, this saying is true.

[Question: What is the southernmost city in my country? 】