Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

It's a new day, the sun is shining brightly.

The Kudo family's high-end, grand, and upscale luxury villa has a spacious classical study on the first floor. Incandescent lights shine into the room and the wooden door is open.

"My God."

Suzuki Sonoko stood on the square lavender tiles in front of the towering bookshelf, with her back to the long mahogany desk and the wooden door in the distance.

She held the broom in both hands, cleaning the tiles reluctantly, complaining unhappily:

"It's a rare summer vacation, why does Miss Sonoko have to clean Shinichi's house!!"

Suzuki Sonoko waved her broom perfunctorily and criticized unhappily:

"You could have just left it there, but you went to the doctor to borrow the key. Really?"

at the same time.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi were standing side by side at a distance to the left of Suzuki Sonoko, their bodies facing her. They were holding five books that had just been dusted off and were about to put them back on the bookshelf. When they heard the noise, they looked up at Sonoko.

Shinichi stood to the right of Haoyue, retracted his helpless gaze towards Sonoko, turned his head to look at Haoyue, and clarified in a low voice that seemed to be complaining but was actually happy:

"Xiaolan asked the doctor to borrow the key to come to my house to clean without my or my family's consent. I really can't do anything about her~"

"Shinichi was almost laughing."

Dongfang Haoyue hugged the book tightly, mercilessly exposing Kudo Shinichi, and described it in a low voice:

"It was Ran who brought me and Shinichi to the doctor's house, and the doctor was shocked. At that time, the doctor looked at Shinichi and asked him if he wanted to give the key to Ran, and Shinichi nodded secretly."

"Ah...haha."

Kudo Shinichi smiled awkwardly, pretending nothing had happened and quietly changed the subject:

"Fortunately, it wasn't Mingmei or Mira who opened the door, otherwise it would have been troublesome."

"What? Shinichi should know that they won't open the door to Xiaolan."

Dongfang Haoyue tilted his head and explained in a low voice as if it was a matter of course:

"The wall on the first floor of the doctor's house is made of special glass that can only be seen from the inside. Even if Mingmei and Mira were on the first floor, they could see that the person knocking on the door was Xiaolan, hide, and notify the doctor to open the door."

"Oh, yeah, I just didn't think of it."

Kudo Shinichi hugged the books tightly and smiled embarrassedly.

During this period.

Xiaolan stood half a meter to the right of Suzuki Sonoko, facing the bookshelf. On the tile to the right was a large plastic bucket. She skillfully wiped the bookshelf with a white towel. She secretly observed Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi from the corner of her eyes, and quietly speculated in her heart:

“Did Shinichi secretly talk about me with Haoyue?

snort! ! "

Xiaolan snorted in her heart, puffed up her cheeks, and angrily scolded:

"If Shinichi hadn't hidden his phone number every time he contacted me, making it impossible for me to take the initiative to contact Shinichi, how could I have come to clean the house without asking for permission first?"

Xiaolan calmed down a little, thought about it, and said shyly in her heart:

"As for Shinichi's parents... no matter if I can contact them or not, I feel embarrassed. It's better not to contact them. Anyway...

Anyway, when I borrowed the key, Shinichi was there but didn't object, so he obviously acquiesced to my good intention~"

The thought just fell.

"Lan, Xiaolan!"

Suzuki Sonoko turned around, feeling very ignored and looking at the dazed Xiaolan, she said with a sad face:

"Can you at least say two words in response to me?"

“Ah, sorry.”

Xiaolan looked at Suzuki Sonoko in a panic, and changed the subject awkwardly:

"Because this villa seems to have accumulated a lot of dust, I feel it is difficult to clean it by myself, so I asked the gardener..."

"There's really nothing I can do about you."

Suzuki Sonoko seemed to be complaining, but in fact she was pouting her red lips coquettishly and cooperating with the broom to clean the tiles.

Xiaolan smiled happily, turned to the right and looked at the bucket, knelt on the ground, grabbed the towel with both hands and dipped it into the water, soaked it and wrung it dry. She suddenly remembered something, turned back to look at Yuanzi, and reminded him elegantly:

"By the way, Sonoko, before sweeping the floor, make sure to dust off the bookshelf."

"what?"

Suzuki Sonoko stopped sweeping the floor, turned to look at Xiaolan, and couldn't help but make a confused sound.

"oops."

Xiaolan smiled gently and reiterated warmly:

"I said to clean from top to bottom, right~?"

Xiaolan stood up, holding the towel in front of her chest with both hands, turned to look at Suzuki Sonoko, and added with a smile:

“Other than that, keep the broom following the grain of the tile.”

"How did Xiaolan become a troublesome auntie...!"

Suzuki Sonoko frowned her delicate eyebrows, sighed softly with a headache, grasped the top of the broom with her right hand, pressed the back of her right hand with her left hand, lowered her head, rested her small and delicate chin on the back of her left hand, closed her eyes, and confided with a cold heart:

“Alas… girls nowadays should make boys obsessed and date them, indulge in pure love or first love.

But we are here to get covered in dust for that reasoning idiot, it is unbelievable."

Suzuki Sonoko raised her head slightly, but still did not open her eyes. She held her forehead with her right hand and grasped the top of the broom with her left hand. She said with moving sadness:

"I am so pathetic."

"what......"

Xiaolan spread out the towel to wipe off the dripping water, and looked at Suzuki Sonoko helplessly. Relying on her years of experience, she knew that most of Suzuki Sonoko's performance was acting, and she pursed her lips, feeling completely helpless.

Dongfang Haoyue and Kudo Shinichi witnessed this scene, and turned around and walked towards the bookshelf not far to the left and rear. They smiled awkwardly but politely in their hearts:

"I'm sorry to trouble you...!"

After a short time.

"Hey."

Xiaolan stood in place, facing the bookshelf, holding a pile of books in her left hand, and picked up the top book with her right hand and put it into the upper left bookshelf. She started the topic hesitantly:

"Speaking of first love..."

"what?"

Suzuki Sonoko stood there with her back to Xiaolan, holding a duster in her right hand and cleaning the mezzanine of the bookshelf quite professionally. She looked back at Xiaolan and made a puzzled sound.

Xiaolan kept looking up at the bookshelf, and asked with nonchalant curiosity:

"What kind of person was Shinichi's first love?"

Actually...

Xiaolan was expecting something in her heart and said sadly:

“Now is the best opportunity.

Shinichi doesn't dare to reveal his identity when he is by my side. I can observe Shinichi's reactions and judge who his first love is without restraint.

But, but...what if Shinichi is still in love with his first love, then I will never be able to get close to Shinichi's heart.

and many more!

Even though Shinichi is not always by my side, I have been in the same school with him since childhood and I have never heard that he has a first love, so... so...

Will Shinichi's first love be..."

Xiaolan didn't dare to think about it anymore.

She was afraid that her thoughts would turn into empty words, so she forcibly suppressed the thought that Shinichi might also like her, and quickly put the book back in her hands.