Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

"Ah...haha, on the way back, I suddenly wanted to play marbles so I ran over to play."

Kogoro Mouri smiled as if nothing had happened, put down the remote control properly, and scratched his head in a guilty conscience.

"dad!!!"

Xiaolan put down the kitchen knife with a "bang!", turned 180 degrees, stared angrily at Maori Kogoro who was shaking with fear, and scolded him in great displeasure:

"You've already lost 177 yuan, why are you still playing?!"

"Ah...Xiaolan, it's okay, I can earn it back sooner or later!"

Kogoro Mori was very scared.

His legs couldn't stop shaking. He looked at Xiaolan nervously, and said something stiffly. He risked his life to regain control of his body, stop shaking, and forcefully suppress the panic in his heart. He pretended to be indifferent and comforted her:

"Anyway, I helped that island find the gold nuggets last time and received a commission of 10 million yen. I have quite a bit of money left now, so you don't have to worry about not having enough money to spend!"

"If I remember correctly, in addition to the small steel balls, Dad often gambled on horses, right?"

Xiaolan gritted her teeth and walked towards Maori Kogoro with arrogance. She stared at him angrily and asked in a dark tone:

"I spent six million on horse racing last time and lost everything. Am I right?"

"what......"

Kogoro Mori became more and more frightened, his body trembled constantly, and he was unable to speak for a short time.

Xiaolan quickened her pace, an invisible dark aura emanating from her whole body. Her innocent face looked terrifying, and her hands were clenched into fists.

Maori Kogoro wanted to escape, but his body was out of control and he was unable to move. He could only utter intermittently in fear:

"Lan, Xiaolan, if you have something to say, let's talk nicely. Don't move... It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!!!"

"Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang, bang!!!"

It is the painful sound of Xiaolan unilaterally educating Kogoro Mouri.

Although Kogoro didn't feel much pain, he howled miserably a few times, pretending to be pitiful in order to appease Xiaolan's anger.

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at the same time.

Kogoro Mouri's bright bedroom with the wooden door closed.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi sat side by side on a dark blue bed sheet spread on the floor, not far in front of the left side of the door, with their left arms facing the wooden door and their legs stretched straight forward, covered with a light blue quilt.

They were wearing light orange pajamas, holding game consoles in front of their chests, and deftly controlling the characters to bully monsters.

Dongfang Haoyue's right leg was pressed against Kudo Shinichi's left leg. He looked down at the game screen and said happily:

"Right, right, kill this monster first to get the buff!"

Kudo Shinichi sat to the right of Dongfang Haoyue. He pressed the game buttons repeatedly with rapid speed and cooperated with Haoyue to solve the monsters. His face lit up and he celebrated happily:

"Okay, we succeeded. Next, we need to find the key to the treasure chest in this forest~!"

"Go, go, go~~~!"

Dongfang Haoyue was about to move the game character when he faintly heard Maori Kogoro's scream. He looked at the wooden door in surprise, then looked at the game console, casually controlling the character to explore the map, and muttered nonchalantly:

"There seems to be a strange sound outside the door?"

“Ahh, I’m going to die, it’s a hidden monster!!”

Kudo Shinichi controlled the character to walk into the bushes, accidentally ran into a huge red monster, and hurriedly dodged some of the monster's attacks. He looked at Dongfang Haoyue in panic, then looked at the character who was losing blood, and anxiously asked:

"Hurry, come and help me, I'm dying!!"

"I'm coming!"

Dongfang Haoyue's heart tightened, and he quickly looked at the coordinates of his teammates displayed on the game's mini-map interface, and hurriedly controlled the character to rush over.

Half an hour later.

"call......"

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi saved the game progress, turned it off, held it with both hands and placed it on the thin blanket covering their thighs, and exhaled a soothing breath of carbon dioxide.

Shinichi looked at Haoyue, smiled warmly and chatted:

"It's almost time to eat~"

"Ok!"

Dongfang Haoyue looked at Kudo Shinichi with a smile on his face. With a thought, an invisible wind carried their game consoles and flew to a wooden cabinet with an open door, which was attached to the wall and far to the front left.

Shinichi put his hands on his legs and calmly looked at the pile of books in the lower left corner of the wooden cabinet floating in the air, the two game consoles flying under the books, and the books falling back to their original places. He stood up with a smile and reached out to Haoyue.

Dongfang Haoyue used Wind Escape to close the door of the wooden cabinet, looked up at Kudo Shinichi who was emitting a warm aura, and shyly took his little hand and used his strength to stand up.

They walked towards the wooden door side by side, loving each other until the next second.

"Come on."

It was the sound of Kudo Shinichi's sneak attack!

As he walked, he couldn't help but kiss Dongfang Haoyue's soft face. He stopped at the door with a smile on his face, reached out for the doorknob, pressed it gently, and opened the wooden door.

Haoyue stood behind Shinichi on the left, kissed his face shyly, and led him warmly to the living room outside the door.

Kudo Shinichi was so happy that he almost flew.

He closed the door and followed Dongfang Haoyue briskly to the right.

Haoyue restrained his emotions and looked towards the kitchen not far to the left. Just as he was about to confirm whether Xiaolan was still cooking, he noticed from the corner of his eye that Kogoro was lying behind the low wooden table with his hands on his head. He was startled and looked at him in surprise. He said in a cute and confused manner:

"Eh?

What's wrong, uncle?

As soon as Dongfang Haoyue finished speaking, he stopped in front of the low wooden table with Kudo Shinichi. After seeing clearly that Mouri Kogoro had a bruised face and red spots on his head, he suddenly froze and unconsciously let go of Shinichi.

Shinichi lost the love and subconsciously looked at Haoyue. He followed her line of sight to look at Kogoro in confusion. His pupils suddenly shrank and he couldn't help but freeze in place.

next second.

"Don't worry about him, let's eat first."

Xiaolan stood in the open wooden door of the kitchen, facing the living room, holding a dark brown tray with many dishes in both hands. She walked slowly towards the low wooden table, lowered her head slightly and looked at Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi, and said calmly:

"Dad will be well again in no time. You don't have to worry about him."

"Okay... okay."

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi were terrified.

They looked at the miserable state of Kogoro Mori, with his hands hanging at his sides with nowhere to put, and were terrified for a moment.

"Come."

Xiaolan knelt on the cushion on the left side of the low wooden table and placed the tray on the table.

She reached for the tray, slowly picked up the white ceramic bowls of white rice and distributed them to Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi on the table. She looked at them tenderly and gently persuaded them:

"It's time to eat, Conan, Haoyue~"

"Okay, okay!"

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi came back to their senses and nodded hastily.

They pretended to be calm, bent over, tried their best to steadily pick up the wooden chopsticks in the tray and hung them in front of their chests, knelt on the cushions as they wished, ate their food with big mouthfuls, and complained in their hearts with a frightened look on their faces:

"No wonder Detective Maori was fine after falling from a building when he first appeared. It turns out that this is how he trained his ability to withstand blows...!"

"Well, Conan and Haoyue are the best after all."

Xiaolan looked at the happy Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi, and her mood warmed up. She took out the white rice from the tray and placed it on the table corresponding to Maori Kogoro, picked up the wooden chopsticks, picked up the green vegetables and put them into her slightly opened red lips.

Kogoro lay motionless on the cold floor, his hands still on his head, the tears in his heart already flowing like a river.