Conan: Top succubus, crazy CP

Hanyu House.

[Bad brother, tell me, who is older, me or your mother-in-law! ]

This message appeared on Hanyu Kusunoki's mobile phone screen along with a photo.

He lazily leaned on the sofa in the living room. After seeing the message, he couldn't help but raise his eyebrows and muttered to himself: "Why are these two together?"

My eyes immediately fell on the photo, and I had to admit that Yukiko's photography skills were really good.

In the photo, the two of them were huddled together, and the visual effect of their proud features being flattened and then bouncing back was captured vividly, with the angle captured just right.

After admiring the photo, Hanyu Kusunoki tapped the phone screen with his slender fingers and replied: [Good sister, of course Aunt Eri is older... I remember that her birthday is earlier than yours, right? ]

Eri Kisaki and Yukiko are the same age, both 37, but Eri Kisaki's birthday is a few months earlier than Yukiko's.

After sending the message, Hanyu Kusunoki supported his chin with one hand and gently turned the phone with the other hand, seeming to be thinking about something.

As expected, Yukiko's message soon popped up again: [Don't give me that, you bad brother, don't tell me you don't know what I mean! ]

Seeing this message, Hanyu Kusunoki couldn't help but smile and replied: [I am a simple child and really don't understand what my good sister means! ]

After sending the message, he glanced casually ahead and saw Xiaolan and Sonoko enthusiastically testing the flower ladder.

The two of them were standing in the middle of the flower platform at the moment, using the control panel to make the platform rise, fall, accelerate, and stop, having a lot of fun.

"Wuhu, Xiaolan, faster! Faster!"

"No! No! Sonoko, it's too fast!"

"It's okay, it's okay, Xiaolan, don't be afraid, I can handle it!"

"But I can't bear it! I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

Hearing the sweet cry that could easily lead to wild thoughts, Hanyu Kusunoki's mouth curled up slightly, and then he turned his gaze to the four-dimensional building blocks on the table.

After the family discussion at dinner just now, the four-dimensional building blocks have now reached the twelfth floor in height.

From the outside, their house looks like an ordinary two-story villa. However, once you walk into the villa, come to the curved staircase, and look up along the space in the middle, you will be surprised to find that you can't see the end at a glance.

The layers of curved staircases look like an endless Möbius strip, and the winding appearance is daunting.

Xiaolan's dojo, Sonoko's game room, Ai's private room, Mingmei's indoor swimming pool, and Hanyu Kusunoki's prop exhibition hall.

These five rooms are the floors that currently need to be renovated with priority.

At this moment, Xiao Ai was being dragged by Mingmei to draw decoration pictures with a helpless look on her face.

After all, for this kind of task that requires a lot of brainpower, no one is more suitable than the genius young scientist Miyano Shiho to undertake it.

Suzuki's second daughter, Sonoko, even patted her chest and pledged to cover all current and subsequent renovation costs.

Now, everything is ready, and we can start work after the drawings are completed.

[Bad brother! Bad brother! Bad brother! Since you don’t understand, don’t eat it anymore! o(≧口≦)o]

Yukiko sent an angry expression.

[I was wrong! Good sisters are the best! Long live good sisters! (?˙?˙?)]

When it comes to the issue of having enough to eat, Hanyu Kusunoki immediately admitted her mistake.

Moreover, he raised his mobile phone, pointed it at his palm, took a picture of his five fingers gathered in the middle to form a dragon claw hand, and sent it.

He was not speaking against his conscience. Although he had not tried it himself, Yukiko was recognized by everyone as having the most outstanding figure.

The only one who can compete with her is probably the big-breasted girl far away in Osaka...oh no, Ooka Momiji.

……

At the same time, Yukiko, who was holding her mobile phone angrily, clicked on the message from Hanyu Kusunoki as soon as she received it.

"Ahahahaha, I knew it, I win again!"

Looking at the words on the screen, the anger on Yukiko's face instantly disappeared, replaced by a smug smile.

He looked like a general who had won a great victory.

"Humph, little Hibiki Eri, how ridiculous."

Just this tiny victory made Yukiko's mood instantly improve.

She casually clicked on Hanyu Kusunoki's photo, and after seeing that familiar big hand, a blush as bright as the sunset quietly appeared on her beautiful face.

My mind involuntarily recalled some images of him lying on top of me and sucking like a child.

"Well……"

Yukiko suddenly felt her clothes a little hot and her throat a little dry.

After finding the key, as soon as Kisaki Eri came out of the room, she saw her good sister holding a mobile phone, her face flushed like a ripe peach, and rubbing it with her legs from time to time.

The red motorcycle leather jacket was rubbed to a light sheen.

"Yukiko, who are you talking to?"

Eri Kisaki suddenly appeared behind Yukiko, giving her a fright.

"No, no one, I was just checking the news. Eri, did you find the key?"

Yukiko hurriedly hid her phone behind her back with an unnatural smile on her face.

Fei Yingli looked at her suspiciously, but did not ask any more questions. She just urged: "Let's go, don't dawdle."

"Okay, let's go!"

Yukiko secretly breathed a sigh of relief, her eyes dodged and dodged, and finally hid in front of Kisaki Eri's chest.

Then, she looked back and forth at their chests before puffing out her chest proudly.

She won again!

Hibiki Eri noticed her gaze, frowned and asked, "Yukiko, what are you looking at?"

"It's nothing, Eri, let's go."

Yukiko giggled and pushed Kisaki Eri out of the door.

When the two men arrived downstairs of the apartment building, one of them had a motorcycle helmet in his hand.

Yukiko put on goggles with one hand and held a red helmet with the other. Eri Kisaki followed suit and put on goggles and carried a black helmet. The two of them walked out of the apartment door side by side, with tall postures and full of aura.

A gentle evening breeze blew by, gently lifting their hair and bringing a hint of coolness.

"Eri, is he handsome?"

Yukiko asked loudly, her face full of excitement, pointing at her cool red motorcycle parked downstairs.

This is the latest model of motorcycle that she bought with the money she had saved to pay off her son’s debts, and today happened to be the day for a test drive.

"It's just average."

Kisaki Eri raised her chin slightly, and a hint of barely perceptible appreciation flashed in her eyes.

Yukiko pouted in dissatisfaction and protested, "Eri, you are just being stubborn. Come on, come up quickly, I will show you the speed of the wind."

As she spoke, she got on the motorcycle, put on her helmet, and patted the back seat.