The days of being a forensic doctor of salted fish in Rice Flower Town

There was only leftovers left on the dining table, and everyone started scrambling to drink for some unknown reason.

At the beginning, Dr. A Li felt sorry for the wine he kept privately, but in the end, he became like us scrambling to open another bottle, swearing that he would not return drunk.

But I still stopped him. After all, he was the first person who regretted drinking when he woke up the next day. He was the one who was so distressed that he cried. It's in the stomach.

Conan secretly wanted to take a sip of Dr. A Li's precious wine, but his little idea was discovered by Xiaolan, and Xiaolan knocked off his hand that quietly touched the wine glass with a "click".

"Children can't drink alcohol!" Xiaolan said angrily.

Conan lowered his head aggrievedly.

"High school students can't drink either~"

I also quietly touched the wine glass in front of Xiaolan.

I have to say that Dr. Ali's wine is really delicious.

Especially with today's big fish and meat meal, it is particularly greasy and appetizing.

I unconsciously forgot that I could only drink three glasses of wine, and I couldn't help but drink a few more glasses. Conan and Xiaolan's portion was in my stomach.

When I came back to my senses and realized that my mind seemed a little dizzy, there were already several wine glasses empty in front of me.

As an employee in the winery who can't drink, I feel ashamed of the name of the winery, but I still have a strong appetite for food, so I couldn't help but take another sip.

My head is a little dizzy, it doesn't matter, just take another bite of peanuts to relieve the hangover.

Until I fell crookedly on the carpet after drinking, and my vision changed from the dining table to the ceiling.

I don't know why the ceiling turned a little bit, but it was obviously at Dr. Ali's house, not the revolving restaurant in Mihua Town.

I struggled to get the chopsticks, but the chopsticks became limp and I couldn't lift them.

Toru Amuro took my chopsticks, and my trembling hands finally stopped.

"Are you okay?" He turned into two people and dangled in front of my eyes, his golden hair was a bit dazzling.

Although I already realized that I seemed to be drinking a little too much, I still maintained a calm state with a deadpan face, pretending that I was normal.

"It's okay," I said, "I can have a few more drinks."

I accidentally hiccupped just after I finished speaking, and couldn't help rubbing my stomach.

"you……"

Toru Amuro seemed to want to say something more, but I saw him pick up a phone in a daze, and then his expression became more serious.

I think there may be a little problem with one of his "part-time jobs".

Sure enough, Toru Amuro said that he had something to do temporarily, so he might have to go first.

He frowned and looked at me: "Riko, how are you going to go back later..."

"I can go back! Or I can sleep with Xiaolan in Dr. Ali's house!" I said to him with the last of my strength, expressing that I really don't need to worry.Toru Amuro is a busy man with multiple jobs. His business must be more important than me who is too drunk. I should go to his own business.

Matsuda Jinpei also seemed to have a premonition, waved at him very calmly and said:

"Don't worry, you go, I'm still here."

Toru Amuro gave me a worried look, until I said several times that I was really fine, then he picked up his coat and ran away in a hurry.

I lay down on the carpet and looked at the ceiling. I had a belch, and the lights in front of me became doubled, one, two, three...

I turned my head and looked at Xiaolan who was crooked beside her. She seemed to be asleep, her eyelashes fluttering.

When it was over, she probably secretly took a sip too.

Conan carefully covered her shoulders with a small blanket, and carefully tucked the corner of the quilt for her, but when he raised his eyes, he saw me who had witnessed everything in a daze.

The four eyes are bewildered.

My mind is not clear, but I still feel in a daze that I seem to have bumped into something I shouldn't have seen.

Conan's hand that was still in the air loosened nervously, and the blanket fell on Xiaolan's shoulder with a clatter.

Xiaolan seemed to feel the pressure on her shoulders, she let out a dazed "huh" and turned around slightly.

Conan: Don't dare to move the atmosphere, don't dare to move the atmosphere.

But Xiaolan seemed to be sleeping very deeply, she only moved a little before falling back into sleep.

Seeing her sleeping soundly, although I had 1 doubts in my heart, my eyes became blurred.

I felt someone put their hands on my shoulders and push me up from the comfortable rug.I was so limp all over that I couldn't use any strength, so I could only half lean on the person behind me.

I seem to feel his breath hitting my neck, a warm breath wraps around me, and the curly hair is against my skin, a little itchy.

I rubbed against him a little bit uncomfortable, and wanted to push him away.

"We should go home."

I heard him speak hoarsely.

The reaction time I felt seemed to be stretched to a very, very long time. Even after hearing his voice for a long time, I couldn't make any response.

So he supported my arm and put it on his shoulder, pulled me to stand up, and said to Conan:

"Then let's go first."

I didn't see Conan's expression clearly, because I was so sleepy, my whole body was spinning and spinning, I felt that Matsuda Jinpei who was pulling me didn't seem to be dragging me, I felt that the two of us were jumping and spinning Dancing, bouncing, rubbing, cha-cha-cha.

Matsuda Jinpei dragged me to the gate, opened it with one hand, and kindly turned off the light behind him.

The room was plunged into darkness.

We walked towards the bright light of the exit.

When I got to the intersection, the early morning wind hit me, and I felt my brain was woken up a little bit.

Matsuda Jinpei half-dragged and half-armed me like he was supporting a half-paralyzed patient. I was a little more conscious and finally had a little strength in my body, holding his arm and trying to stand up straight.

He let go of me, and I stood at attention under the streetlight in a daze.

Well, stand up straight.

Just like when Gin Jiu trained me before, I stood upright and listened to him swearing.

I'm really sober.

Matsuda Jinhei's face appeared under the street lights, and the two of us were like the two protagonists standing in the only beam of light on the stage after the black curtain of a stage play was drawn.

We stood under the only yellow light in the darkness.

I look at him and he looks at me.

We both looked into each other's eyes and neither spoke.

Matsuda Jinpei suddenly stomped on the spot, and said:

"Hiss...it's so cold..."

As he spoke, he exhaled a puff of white gas that rose under the streetlight.

When I heard what he said, I realized that it was the early morning of winter, and the cold wind in the middle of the night was more freezing than that in the daytime.

He raised his chin and motioned for me, as if he wanted to say something.

"What?" I asked him, tilting my head.

"It's cold," he said.

Seeing that I didn't speak, he added, "The button of my coat is still open."

I looked at his coat according to his intentions, as if he was too eager to go out just now, the reason why he was busy dragging me out, he just put on the coat briefly when he came out of the house, but forgot to button the coat button up.

"Well..." I seemed to be a little confused when I spoke, "Then you...button it quickly, it's not good to catch a cold."

Matsuda Jinpei raised his hand and gestured to me what he was holding.

He was holding my bag and the snack bag that Conan stuffed for me, as if his hands were really full and he couldn't spare any time.

I was so dazed that I had forgotten that there was another option to help with things. I followed his instructions in a daze, walked up to his body, and helped him button his coat bit by bit.

He lowered his head slightly, resting his chin right on my forehead.

I felt his approaching breath, and my body suddenly stiffened.

I heard his voice above my head, muffled, as he said:

"It's still cold, what should I do?"

Before I could react, his two hands full of things suddenly exerted force.

I almost fell into his arms half-passively.

There was a little warmth in his embrace, with his body temperature and aroma, and a little stiffness.

I was completely devoured by his sudden smell, and his breath surrounded me, as if weaving a dream for me, making me doubt myself.

Is this a dream, an illusion, or...

My eyes were covered with mist, and the alcohol made my brain on the verge of sobriety and fog. I raised my head stupidly, and looked up at Matsuda Jinhei's face with my eyes open without knowing what to say.

I first saw his exquisite mandibular angle, and then he seemed to notice my gaze, his face lowered slightly, and it became bigger and bigger.

The warm breath sprayed on my face, and a hot kiss touched the corner of my eyes... It was like a dragonfly touching water.

But he stopped... let go of me as if he had touched boiling water.

I heard what seemed to be his Adam's apple rolling.

"I'm sorry." He said, "I seem to be... drunk too."

But my brain was a little slow to process the meaning of his words.

After leaving his embrace, I felt the cold wind blowing, and the coldness only penetrated into my collar.

He took half a step back, turning his head as if trying to keep himself from looking at my face.

But I was so cold, I didn't even want to think about what he meant in my confused mind, and there was only one thought left - to find a warm bed.

It's a pity that in the early morning of winter, there is no warmth and no quilt.

I instinctively flew like a moth to a flame to the nearest source of heat.

With a burst of momentum, I threw myself into Matsuda Jinpei's arms and hugged him tightly.

He is a giant kettle in my eyes.

"Riko..."

I vaguely heard him muttering my name.

"Huh...?" I responded vaguely, trying to raise my head and follow the voice to respond to him.

My answer was a kiss.

With temptation, hesitation, tenderness and restraint...

His hands cupped my face, running through my hair, stroking my hair and neck.

He pried open my teeth and drove straight in, sweeping in with a determination to devour everything.

I almost stopped thinking, and was swept away from all breath.

After the kiss was over, only the rapid breathing of the two could be heard.

His back was stretched very long under the street lights.

It seems that a century has passed, his shadow hesitates to hold my hand:

"Go home...Riko..."

The author says:

There's nothing to talk about, you guys.

（透子会新开一篇if番外的！）感谢在2022-07-3118:09:40~2022-08-0117:55:30期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: 20 bottles of iiion; →_→10 bottles of cuteness;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard! ?