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Because her clothes are obviously different from others, during the New Year's visit, Liu Yiyi was not uncommonly dressed up by cute and cute children, who asked for a group photo with their small breasts.

"One sister is really popular, isn't it, brother Amuro?" Sitting on the bench waiting for Liu Yiyi who was about to be overwhelmed by a group of children, Ayumi Yoshida put her chin in both hands, blinked, with an innocent look He looked at the big blond brother beside him.

Even Kojima Motota and Tsuburaya Mitsuhiko could see Yoshida Ayumi's temptation, not to mention Amuro Toru.

Toru Amuro brushed his messy hair, and answered with slanted eyebrows: "Yes, after all, Liu Sang is very gentle with children, and it's only natural that she is popular."

Not only answered Yoshida Ayumi's question, but also cleverly avoided her hidden meaning. This kind of impeccable answer deserves to be the elite of the public security.

Noticing Edogawa Conan's subtle expression, Amuro paused for a moment, did not avoid it, and the smile on his face deepened instead. Before Edogawa Conan secretly sighed, he pressed his hands on his little head and pressed his hands vigorously. Rubbing: "Conan-kun, I always feel that your smart brain is thinking about something bad about me."

"Ahaha, how is it possible, brother Amuro, you are too sensitive!" Speechlessly clapping his warm hands on the forehead, Edogawa Conan looked at Toru Amuro with all his body guarded.

Conan Edogawa's rare hairy expression made Toru Amuro laugh.

After finally calming down the smile in his half-moon eyes, the pale blond young man put his hands together in front of him, and apologized sincerely: "That's really sorry."

The thoughts of the other members of the Boy Detective Team came from behind.

"Don't you think Brother Amuro is very naughty today?"

"It's not as steady as usual."

"Could it be that if you like you in the TV series, you will bully you? But why does Brother Amuro bully Conan?"

The three children, together with the dazed Hui Yuan Ai, gathered together and discussed in a low voice. After looking at each other, they became more convinced of their views.

Conan Edogawa glanced at the thoughtful Toru Amuro for their seemingly quiet discussion, but in fact he could hear them clearly. He clenched his fist with one hand and coughed by his mouth, reminding those who didn’t know trio.

"Eh?"

"What's the matter, Yi Yi?"

After finally getting through the last wave of children's requests, Liu Yiyi wiped his sweat and suddenly looked around, as if looking for something, which caught Wanzi's attention.

Shaking his head, Liu Yiyi walked towards the nearby convenience machine, replying to Wanzi in his mind: "Probably my illusion."

"Sorry, everyone has been waiting for a long time." Taking out a pile of hot drinks from the convenience machine, Liu Yiyi held it carefully, walking with great difficulty.

"Thank you first sister." "You're too kind, Liu Sang."

Ignoring Mori Kogoro's complaint of "Why not beer", Fei Eri didn't want to quarrel with this bad guy on this festive festival, took the hot coffee, and thanked Liu Yi: "Thank you, Liu."

For the smile of an elite beauty like Fei Yingli, the resistance is basically zero. She blushed and shook her head frantically: "You're welcome, Auntie."

"Is Xiaolan's mother super beautiful?" Suzuki Sonoko was very proud of Liu Yiyi's reaction, poked her with his elbow, and asked with a smirk.

"Until now, I can't believe that my aunt is already the mother of a high school student. I can't tell it at all! Whether it is appearance or manners, she has a great temperament. She is the woman I want to be!"

Not concealing her admiration at all, Liu Yiyi's appearance as a fan girl is very similar to Suzuki Sonoko's reaction when he saw Kaitou Kidd.

"However, there is another reason. Aunt Concubine is very similar to my mother in some respects." The image of her own mother came to mind, and Liu Yiyi's tone was filled with nostalgia.

Spotting Suzuki Sonoko's expression out of the corner of his eye, he patted her on the shoulder helplessly: "Don't want this kind of expression, Sonoko, I'm fine now."

After carefully observing Liu Yiyi, she did not find any disappointment on her face, so Suzuki Sonoko breathed a sigh of relief.

The two were very discerning, and instead of disturbing the mother-daughter time of Mao Lilan and Fei Yingli, they quickly ran to the front to find the young detective team surrounded by Toru Amuro.

After enjoying the hot ramen together, the children got up early in order to witness the sunrise, and breathed out one by one in the steaming room, not only full of rhythm, but also very contagious.

Even Wanzi yawned in Liu Yiyi's consciousness, stretching his body lazily.

So Toru Amuro, who was in high spirits, suddenly stood out among the group of yawning ghosts.

"Mr. Amuro is in good spirits, not sleepy at all." Holding his chin, Sonoko Suzuki rubbed the teardrops on the corners of his eyes from yawning, and looked admiringly at Toru Amuro who was sitting upright.

Toru Amuro, who has become the center of attention, has a super sweet smile on his face: "Because I had a good rest yesterday, and today I can go out with everyone to pay New Year's worship, have dinner, and enjoy the happiness and joy of the New Year, so I will not be sleepy at all."

Amuro Toru, whose face was full of happiness, his pale golden hair cast a thin halo under the sunlight, his whole body seemed to be bathed in holy light, and he couldn't tell from the previous night at all. It looked like he worked overtime almost all night and only took a three-hour break.

"Too, too dazzling!" It was difficult to look directly at the light on Toru Amuro's body, Suzuki Sonoko covered his eyes with his hands, and his performance was quite exaggerated.

Liu Yi nodded in agreement.

"By the way, we haven't met Brother Amuro's friends." Kojima Motota held the small dessert, squinted his eyes and wiped it out, then blinked his small eyes and said curiously, "Is it because Brother Amuro is so good that no one can treat it?" Be friends with you?"

Indeed, I always feel that Mr. Amuro is either busy with his work at Café Poirot or solving cases with his father. I really don't see his friends come to play with him that much.

Mao Lilan, who was awakened by Kojima Genta's words, also recalled the scene of meeting Toru Amuro on weekdays, and looked towards the opposite side.

I don't know if it's an illusion, but Mao Lilan always felt that after Kojima Motota finished speaking, the light on Mr. Amuro's body seemed to dim a lot, and there was an expression in his eyes that she couldn't understand.

Liu Yiyi also looked over, "Wanzi, he looks very sad."

"I don't care if he's sad or not! Yiyi quickly turned his face away, men don't have a good thing!"

"For a while, I don't know whether you are praising me, Genta, or hurting me." When Liu Yiyi was in a daze to comfort the ball that suddenly exploded, Amuro was violently attacked by Kojima Genta's childish words. Tou, also sorted out his mood, and spread his hands helplessly.

After taking a deep breath, he tried his best to bury the figures in his mind. He looked at Kojima Genta pretending to be sad and said, "Don't Mr. Genta regard me as a friend? I thought we were good friends a long time ago. It seems I'm just being too self-indulgent."

Not from a professional background, but after many years of undercover career, Toru Amuro's acting skills are all forced out.

The performance at this time can't be said to be perfect, but it is still enough to amuse the children now.

At least the naive Ayumi Yoshida, Mitsuhiko Tsuburaya, and the "culprit" Kojima Motota believed it was true, they didn't care to think too much, and hurriedly comforted the "injured" Toru Amuro.

Because of the angle of view, Liu Yiyi could clearly see Toru Amuro, who lowered his head and pretended to be sad, the bitterness in the corner of his mouth, he froze slightly, and the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

Unable to complain about the farce made by the baby-faced policeman, Edogawa Conan inadvertently noticed the expression of Liu Yiyi looking at Toru Amuro, and the words Haibara Ai had said unconsciously came out.

"No way." Edogawa Conan said to himself in disbelief.

After returning home, Ming Piao's family next door hadn't come back yet. Liu Yiyi changed into her home clothes and prepared to edit the short video she took in the morning while she was in good condition today.

Looking at the sound of stirring the minced meat in the camera, and the round dumplings with big bellies, I was so greedy that I salivated.

Relying on strong willpower and facing the temptation, I made the short film with difficulty.Taking advantage of the video rendering and exporting time, Liu Yiyi finally couldn't hold back his inner desire, returned to the kitchen, took out the remaining sauerkraut dumplings in the freezer, and prepared to add another meal for himself.

Just when the hot fat dumplings were served, there was a movement outside the door, listening carefully to Ming Piaoling's excited voice, she couldn't help but feel that this was really arranged by heaven.

He and Ming Piao's family exchanged New Year's greetings with each other, touched the soft hair of Ming Piao, who was hugging him tightly, and Liu Yiyi raised the plate in his hand, worried that it would burn the little girl who had finally recovered.

"Happy New Year, sister, did you cook anything delicious?" The hot smell spread to the nostrils, and Ming Piaoling, who had been raised by his mother and Liu Yiyi's cooking skills, ignored his father's collapse The expression on his face, his small mouth chatting quickly, shook off Ming Piaoqiu's black history from yesterday.

As expected of his own.

The corner of Liu Yiyi's mouth twitched, feeling emotional in his heart.

Ming Piaoqiuren, who cooked soba noodles for the New Year on a whim, and almost boiled it to dryness, silently buried his face behind his gentle wife in the face of the destruction of his precious eggs.

Ming Piao Ayako, who was being spoiled by the hunk, patted her husband behind her, and stopped her gently before Ming Piao Muku turned over the old score: "Okay, Muku, save some face for your father."

"Well, it's obvious that what people say is the truth."

Clinging to Liu Yiyi, Ming Piaomu glanced at the pair of red ears that could not be blocked by his mother, even if covered by pink hair, he could see clearly, and muttered in a low voice.

Turning around, he hugged Liu Yiyi's arm that was not holding anything, and said coquettishly, "Sister Yiyi."

"It's just dumplings. I don't know if you can get used to it." After all, they are stuffed with Northeast sauerkraut. Liu Yiyi thinks it is delicious, but he is not sure whether Mingpiao and the others will like it.

Ming Piaoling, after Liu Yiyi reminded him to be careful of scalding, held the plate in both hands, and took a sharp breath against the heat from the dumplings with his small face.

Ming Piaoqiu, who had worked overtime a while ago and almost forgot about the family dinner, said, "It must be better than Dad's skill."

"Miao..." Ming Piaoqiu took the plate from his daughter, and under her glaring eyes, rumpled her purple hair, looked at Liu Yiyi who was covering her mouth and giggling with his wife, and gestured heartily: " Thanks, Liu."

Then he took out the crumpled hot spring coupon in his pocket, and shook it vigorously in front of Naruto Mukuro: "Aren't you going to invite your beloved sister to go to the hot spring together?"

When she said this, the smile on Naruto Ayako's face almost couldn't hold back, and she twisted Naruto who said sour words.

"That's right, I almost forgot that I got the hot spring ticket! Thank you, Dad." Ming Piaoling didn't bother to straighten his hair, and moved to Liu Yiyi's side, with bright eyes, explaining expectantly.

It turned out that this morning, the family went back to their hometown to pay homage. At noon, they participated in the lottery in the shopping mall. Ming Piaoxuan was very lucky and won the special prize, which is the hot spring gift certificate for five people.

"It seems that in the next year, good luck will definitely be with Muling, so I'm not welcome, thank you for the invitation." The girl's cheers infected Liu Yiyi and Ming Piao and his wife, and they all laughed. sound.

It alarmed the sneaky person in the room, making his body a little unsteady, and subconsciously touched his waist.

Looking vigilantly at the door, he found that the doorknob was turning, and quickly slid down the table along the tool, hiding in the shadow deftly, waiting for an opportunity to observe.

"See you then." After chatting briefly, Liu Yiyi closed the door, took off the thick down jacket, and hung it on the hanger.

Rubbing his itchy palms from the cold, he prepared to drink some hot soup to warm up his body.

"Huh?" Seeing the plate from the corner of the eye, Liu Yiyi let out a small exclamation.

"What's wrong?" Maruko raised his head and asked.

"Why do I feel that there are fewer dumplings inside?"

"Could it be a mistake with that one?" Opened the meatball that shared the body sensation with Liu Yiyi, bathed in the warmth of the room, and flattened himself lazily.

"No, I like to store things evenly and evenly, and I will never leave a piece with a gap." Pointing to the obvious missing piece on the right side of the plate, Liu Yiyi's tone was very sure.

"You can't conjure up a cat or a person at home just to steal a dumpling?"

Watching Liu Yiyi stir the dumplings with clean chopsticks to prevent them from sticking, Wanzi was also a little puzzled, "The doors and windows are all closed, otherwise you should check each room first, what do you say about me?" They all feel gross."