Chapter 746: What a misfortune for the family!
"Nannan~ Mommy can't sleep~"
The sweet child's voice was particularly clear in the darkness. Yukiko knelt on the edge of the sofa, her twin ponytails swaying gently as she tilted her head. The taut curve of the collar of her sailor uniform was faintly visible in the moonlight.
"Nannan, why don't you speak?" She deliberately touched her ripe lower lip with her fingertips, and her knees wrapped in children's socks slowly sank into the sofa cushion, as if leaving a faint mark in the soft clouds.
"Is mom's new look not cute?"
Hanyu Kusunoki half-raised himself, his eyes sliding from her tight neckline all the way to the absolute area above her knee-high socks, his Adam's apple rolling slightly: "Mother, what is this...?"
"Did you have a nightmare~" Yukiko pouted her lips, her fingers twisting the hem of her skirt nervously, "I dreamed that Nan Nan didn't want her mother anymore..."
As she spoke, she suddenly jumped on Hanyu Kusunoki and hung on his neck like a koala, "So let's check if Kusunoki is sleeping well!"
The sofa creaked under the heavy weight, as if protesting against the sudden weight.
Hanyu Kusunoki subconsciously held her buttocks, and his palms immediately sank into a surprisingly soft place - the touch made his breath stagnate: "Mother... have you forgotten your current body shape?"
"Eh?" Yukiko blinked innocently and twisted her legs on purpose, like a naughty child testing an adult's limits. "What's your body shape?"
Hanyu Kusunoki took a breath.
This goblin...definitely did it on purpose!
The super short hem of the sailor uniform was completely rolled up to the thighs because of this action, and his fingers almost sank into the snow-white soft flesh.
"I mean..." His voice was a little hoarse, "You look younger than Ayumi now..."
"Does Nan Nan like her little mother?"
Yukiko leaned close to his ear and breathed sweetly.
Fingers painted with pink nail polish quietly unbuttoned the top button of his pajamas, the movement was gentle but full of temptation, "Didn't you always like to clamor to sleep with your mother?"
Hanyu Kusunoki: “…”
A certain beautiful celebrity is digging up old grievances again.
He did like to make a fuss and sleep together in the past, and even used the excuse that he was afraid of the cold and needed friction to generate heat, but at that time he addressed me as good sister!
"My dear sister, your childish voice is really a bit naughty." Hanyu Kusunoki looked at Yukiko who was lying on his chest and acting coquettishly with him in a sweet child's voice, and sighed deeply.
The disguise technique does have some bugs.
Just like my sister's unique skill of voice changing, even if she doesn't become an actor, she can be the top in the industry as a voice actor.
Yukiko's eyes curved into crescents when she heard this. She suddenly leaned close to Hanyu Nan's ear and whispered proudly, "Then... Nan Nan, what kind of voice do you want to hear your mother use?"
Her voice instantly switched to a lazy, royal sister voice, with an innate charm, her fingertips drew circles on Hanyu Kusunoki's collarbone, "My dear son, whatever voice you want to hear... Mommy has it all~"
She can even switch up her styling style.
On the big bed, a loli's ears moved.
She had her back to the living room, her face expressionless, but her hands under the quilt had unconsciously clenched the sheets - these two people... were too unscrupulous!
"Um... Ai-chan?"
Ayumi's sleepy voice suddenly sounded, full of sleepiness, "Are you awake?"
Xiao Ai froze and quickly withdrew her attention from eavesdropping: "...No."
"I think I heard Sister Yukiko's voice..."
Ayumi rubbed her eyes and tried to get up sleepily.
"You heard wrong." Xiao Ai held her down and made up an excuse perfunctorily, "It's... the TV was not turned off."
Ayumi looked at the dark TV screen in confusion: "But..."
"No buts, go to sleep." Xiao Ai pushed her head back onto the pillow without saying anything, "We still have to go see Kamen Ultraman later."
……
A ethics drama was being played out at the hotel.
A murder drama is also happening over there at Conan's place.
As a single man, it is naturally impossible for Hoshima Lang to keep the house he rents outside spotlessly clean and tidy.
Besides, the house is not very big and the space is a bit cramped.
In addition, his two colleagues often stayed here, and all kinds of sundries kept piling up, making the whole house look messy and filled with all kinds of items everywhere.
Conan, Mitsuhiko and Genta were squeezed into the small bed.
Conan lay on the small bed where it was difficult for him to turn over, his eyes staring at the dark ceiling, feeling as depressed as he could be.
Especially when he thought of his mother and others who were now comfortably staying in a star-rated hotel, enjoying a nice hot bath and resting comfortably on the luxurious big bed, the great detective felt even more depressed.
"It's all that Hanyu Kusunoki's fault..."
Conan's mind flashed with Hanyu Kusunoki's face, and he had become accustomed to blaming all the mistakes on Hanyu Kusunoki.
If that guy Hanyu Kusunoki hadn't come along, his mother wouldn't have played any mother-son games.
If he didn't play this game, his mother wouldn't bring up old things for no reason. If she didn't bring up old things, he could go to the hotel and enjoy the comfortable environment, instead of being forced to squeeze on this narrow bed with these two little kids, where even turning over becomes a problem.
"Good son, huh~"
Thinking of Hanyu Kusunoki's well-behaved appearance, Conan wanted to sneer.
How could he not know what this guy looks like?
It can be said that he is the biggest executioner he has ever seen in his detective career. He is guilty of murder and arson, and does all kinds of evil. This guy is Hanyu Kusunoki.
Who are you pretending to be good for now? Who will believe you?
Oh, show it to his mother, his mother will believe it.
A deep feeling of powerlessness surged into Conan's heart. How could he have such a stupid mother!
He and his father are both so smart, quick-thinking, and logical, so why is it different for his mother? Hanyu Nan's acting is so fake, but his mother was fooled. It's really speechless.
The family is unfortunate!
Conan silently complained about his mother in his heart.
As for the many hints that a certain Loli Xiao Ai had given him before, he was unable to comprehend the deeper meaning of them. The great detective had long forgotten about the matter and did not take it to heart at all.
"What should I do? What should I do? I'm so excited that I can't sleep. Mitsuhiko, are you asleep?" Yuantai tossed and turned in bed, muttering to himself, breaking the slightly dull silence.
"Not yet." Mitsuhiko's voice came from the side, with the same excitement and excitement that made it difficult to sleep.
"I still remember that movie was The Revenge of the Potato Baron." Yuantai continued, his voice slightly higher with excitement.
“No, the short film title that played in the trailer was… um… I remember…” Mitsuhiko retorted, trying to search his memory in his mind.
The two kids were lying on the bed, discussing excitedly, completely immersed in their own world, oblivious to the people around them.
Listening to the endless chatting of the two little kids beside his ears, Conan, who was already upset, became even more irritated. He tossed and turned on the bed with his head in his hands. After waiting for a long time, he finally couldn't bear it anymore.
"Oh, damn it! It's Requiem for a Mary Sue Queen! You can't even remember this?"
Conan sat up angrily.
As a result, just as he finished speaking and before he could get angry, he saw the two little ones lying down and sleeping quietly.
Conan: "..."
There is a word "mmp" that he doesn't know whether he should say it or not.
"Ha ha ha ha ha……"
Conan shook his shoulders, angrily laughing.
孽 孽!
He felt that he was so unlucky. A famous detective, he had fallen to the point of hanging out with a group of elementary school students. Not only did he have to squeeze into a small bed with them, but he also had to endure their noise.
This world is becoming more and more incomprehensible to him.
It seemed as if everything had deviated from the track he was familiar with and was moving in an inexplicable direction.
Conan lay back down and closed his eyes, and finally forced himself to calm down and not get involved with that group of little brats.
The clock on the wall is ticking slowly.
In the living room, Hoshima Ro and his colleague Furumura Norihiro were lying on the sofa to rest.