The second disease teaches you to be a man [comprehensive]

Conan silently scratched the edge of the table, staring at the strange creature in front of him, and in his heart he was experiencing crazy complaints that were comparable to the intensity of the bombing zone.

It took a long time for Conan to smooth the twitching corners of his eyes, and adjust his voice back to his sweet, tender voice, "Big brother, can you tell me about your 'rejuvenating medicine'?"

"Do you want me to share the secret of immortality?" The young man pondered for a while, then nodded solemnly, with some mysterious arcs drawn in the corners of his eyes, Conan noticed that the other party looked around a few times, and then waved gently He went over, "Come here with your ear, I'll tell you."

Conan took a deep breath, jumped off the table, and tried his best to tiptoe towards him, only to see that the other party's lips were slightly parted, his breath was blue, his eyes were staring at him deeply, and his voice was lowered an octave as if his breath was sinking in his dantian. He spat out a sentence, "Do you know Onepiece? What Roger left behind can tell you everything."

Conan: "..."

Conan was so frightened by this villainous expression that seemed to come out of a comic book that he was covered in cold sweat, wishing to back away.

The suffocating high school detective backs away, suffocating.Conan deeply felt that the generation gap between him and this person had reached the level of crossing the Japan Trench!Even the elementary school students who were among those little ghosts of Motota Ayumi had never made him feel so breathless.

Conan huddled in the gap between the tablecloth and the seat expressionlessly, sipping juice, and before he could turn his head to look for Xiaolan, he suddenly noticed a young man looking around at the door looking in their direction , his eyes lit up, and he walked over quickly.

The young man was also wearing the same capable and elegant black and white deacon uniform as the other waiters, but his orange hair seemed to have been brushed and combed in a disturbed manner, and it fell down in front of his forehead for several times. , adding a bit of unruly and wild taste to the already handsome face of the visitor.

Very good looking.

Conan subconsciously glanced at the visitor's chest with a cursive name tag written in Roman accents, which read "Nakahara Chuya" in Japanese.Is it the waiter here?

Before he could think about it carefully, he saw the waiter named "Central Plains Chuya" walk up to the young master with black hair. With an inexplicable look of disdain, the black eyes seemed to have fallen into astonishingly bright broken stars, revealing a sweet smile.

Conan instantly retracted his steps to leave and observed quietly, a row of cold sweat broke out on his back.This brat...he couldn't imagine that the brat who was so proud just now, like a flower blooming on the plateau, turned around like a completely different person.

And this expression is exactly the same as when he saw Xiaolan!Could it be? !

The elementary school student detective with a terrible suspicion secretly looked at the two of them while drinking a drink.

This orange-haired young man is not tall, but the aura around him is hard to ignore. Feeling that someone is looking at him, he immediately glanced over vigilantly, and found that it was a child who was stealing a drink. He frowned, Then whispered a few words next to You, and the two left the conspicuous center of the hall and stood in an inconspicuous corner.

Conan stared straight at the waiter named Chuya Nakahara just now, secretly scratching the young master's palm with his fingers from an angle that no one else could see.

These... aren't the two of the same sex?

Conan swallowed hard, followed up unconsciously, hid at a table far enough to hear the conversation between the two, and took small sips of juice.He couldn't help but spurn his gossip mentality, could it be that he was infected by the little ghosts after staying with them for a long time?

Not far away, Zhongyuan Zhong also glanced left and right, and then took advantage of the moment when no one was paying attention, he ruaed the young boy several times, instantly rubbing his fair face into redness, and underneath were all kinds of small movements of paw rubbing, intimacy It took a long time for the orange-haired youth to hesitate to open his mouth, his eyes were complicated, and he said in a low voice, "You, are you going to tell him about this?"

The words were vague, but that Young Master You seemed to know it well.

"It's today."

The black-haired boy grabbed Zhong Yuanzhong's little tucker that was stuck in the back of his head, and chanted affectionately, "I don't want you to be like a worm in the dark, never to be able to feel the light shining."

Conan, who was covered in the smell of some kind of dog food, lost his expression again: "..."

So this brat has always talked like this?

After recovering, Conan unconsciously analyzed it in his mind.The height is not very prominent, but the waiters in this class of hotels are by no means underage, and judging from their stern faces, they should be over 23 years old.

In this way, a handsome adult man engaged in the service industry and a rich and talented young man from a wealthy family become secret lovers who have not made it public. Does it always feel a little strange?

Conan's expression became a little subtle.

"Conan, Conan—where are you?"

Conan took a last look, and found that the orange-haired waiter raised his hand and pressed the other's shoulder, moving his face suspiciously.The innocent primary school student was immediately taken aback, and quickly trotted towards his sister Xiaolan, still a little distracted by the other party's whispered complaints.

"President Suwabe is here!"

It wasn't until the middle-aged entrepreneurs in suits and leather shoes walked into the banquet hall vigorously that the friends in the corner separated.It's just that at the moment of separation, Nakahara Chuya's eyes instantly regained clarity, and he replayed what happened just now in his mind several times in the blink of an eye.

His face turned blue and red visibly.Even if it's just limited to the contact of lips and forehead - it's too much to challenge the brain nerves of his port mafia cadre!The rich experience in suppressing gangsters and killing enemies did not help Zhongyuanzhong at this time.

The key is that "he" took the initiative just now, let alone say anything more.

Zhongyuan Zhong also only wants to explode on the spot, what reasoning, what to solve the case, now he just wants to beat up all the suspicious people at the scene, directly capture the damned prisoner, beat him and throw it to the useless police here!

But thinking that this prisoner is among the few of them, whether beating the other party will be severely plotted against, the case here has not happened at all!

What's more, Guangzhou actually showed a shocked expression!

Zhong Yuanzhong also had a stinky face, almost exasperated: "What is your expression?!"

Taking a breath, Guangzhou woke up at the same time. The boy raised his hand in horror and touched his forehead. He didn't pay attention to the ear pinna that was almost the same color as the hair on the opposite side and seemed to be on fire. "Human! What are you doing!"

Chuya raised one eyebrow threateningly, without a trace of awkwardness or embarrassment at all, "Huh?! Didn't you say that with the four eyes before? This is a state where the body is controlled and unable to move. Do you think I—"

Guangzhou stared at the rude new concubine on the opposite side. He touched the wet spot on his forehead, feeling the malice of the world, "I feel that my magic power is draining faster! My concubine, are you coveting me? The unfathomable magical power, hateful! Unexpectedly, I was careless! I actually got the way of human beings in this place! Sure enough, the house thief is hard to guard against!"

The tone of the words is full of hatred.

Central Plains Zhongye's ears burst into flames: "..."

He kept his breath in his throat, and he didn't know whether he should refute "the damn magic power" or "the damn princess" first.

"No, my magic power must not stay on anyone except the Dark Emperor!"

Zhong Ye was stunned for a second, and then realized that the black-haired boy was suddenly leaning forward, and was about to chirp him aggressively.

Chuya: "!!!"