Conan: Nakamura-kun is forced to be almighty

Matsuda did not lie down on his back to take a bath, but sat on the right side of the bath. The left side was undoubtedly reserved for Hagiwara.

The water-absorbing boxer briefs clung to the skin and were uncomfortable, but Hagiwara didn't have the courage to come in naked, so he wore a towel, but it seemed pretentious.

After all, the bathtub is no better than a bathtub. Even if it is the largest size, most of Matsuda's chest is still inevitably exposed.

Hagiwara, with his amazing eyesight, took in the whole scene with just one glance.

Even if Hagihara consciously avoided suspicion, he had seen Matsuda's chest before, and the visual impact he received at this moment was far beyond his imagination.

Sitting in the bathtub, with the warm bath water lingering around him, Hagiwara truly sighed.

For the good fortune of escaping a disaster, and for the exhilarating feeling of having my pores dilated.

The two of them were side by side, so close that they could even see the shadows cast by each other's eyelashes.

Hagiwara wanted to start the topic like usual, but he opened his mouth several times but could only remain silent.

Matsuda had never learned to be shy, so when he noticed he was being watched, he turned to Hagiwara openly, their eyes lingering in the air.

Matsuda was the first to speak: "Hagi, what are you doing in a daze? Are you sleepy?"

"No, he's very energetic," Hagihara pointed out, "Jinpei-chan doesn't want to escape before the battle, does he?"

Matsuda choked back on conditioned reflex: "Who do you think I am?"

"Really? That's good."

Hagiwara suddenly put his hand on Matsuda's shoulder, their slippery skin touched each other, and they both trembled almost at the same time.

Matsuda not only acquiesced to Hagiwara's actions, but also moved closer spontaneously.

Hagiwara noticed his little movement, and his restless heart strangely calmed down.

"Lean over," Matsuda suddenly reached out and pushed Hagiwara, and Hagiwara followed his force.

"Is this so?" Hagiwara changed to a position leaning on the left side of the bathtub, with his chest completely open to Matsuda.

The water in the fish tank rippled, and Matsuda got into Hagiwara's arms.

Legs to legs, back to chest.

Because of his skillful movements, Hagi's heart began to beat wildly again unsatisfactorily.

After adjusting their posture, the two of them were silent for a moment, and then Hagiwara stretched out his arms to hug Matsuda completely.

Matsuda, who is 185cm tall and has strong muscles, is by no means petite, but at this moment, Hagiwara is holding him like a doll, leaving no room for him to move.

As the silence continued to spread, Matsuda yawned and said, "Hagi, you are so noisy."

Hagiwara put his head on top of Matsuda's head, and his voice seemed a bit confused: "I didn't say anything, Jinpei-chan."

Matsuda turned slightly sideways and touched Hagiwara's bare chest with his fingertips, "It's very noisy here."

That slight touch made Hagiwara's heart beat harder, causing Hagiwara to have the illusion that his entire body was starting to burn.

"It's even more noisy..." Matsuda suddenly smiled confidently and relaxedly, "Hagi really likes me."

Hagiwara covered most of Matsuda's face with his broad palms, "Don't look at me like this, Jinpei-chan, otherwise I can't guarantee what will happen."

Matsuda announced to Hagiwara with his only exposed eye: "Then come."

Because of the tacit understanding since childhood, Hagiwara understood it.

My heart almost stopped.

"Xiao Zhenping, you can't indulge me!"

"Would you like to confirm," Matsuda's open and closed lips brushed against Hagiwara's palm, causing ripples, "Actually, I'm quite noisy too."

Matsuda held the hand covering his mouth, looked at Hagiwara with unbiased eyes, put his lips on the middle finger with the ring on it, and kissed it.

The ace policeman of the explosive group who relies on his hands to eat, his fingers are extremely sensitive.

Matsuda's kiss didn't stop there, but spread to other places.

The fingertips, fingertips, and half of the finger are included.

The warm, wet and soft touch made it impossible for Hagiwara to maintain his peaceful appearance.

"Xiao Zhenping, I'm sorry."

Saying this, Hagiwara quickly withdrew his hand, stepped out of the bathtub, picked up Matsuda who was stunned in the bathtub, and strode to the bedroom.

A line of water stains clearly printed on the floor records Hagiwara's uneasy state of mind.

After working in bomb-disposal protective clothing for a long time, the muscles on Matsuda and Hagiwara's bodies are no longer as knotty as those trained in the gym, but their lines are smoother and more natural, giving them a strong sense of strength.

Although Hagiwara walked with Matsuda in his arms, he did not dare to lower his head to look at Matsuda's body.

If possible, he hoped that he could perform better tonight, preferably with a little margin, but he probably couldn't.

Compared to Hagiwara, Matsuda is more calm and leaves everything to his intuition.