His childhood sweetheart actually fell in love with his mortal enemy uncle, Kuroba Kuaito couldn't believe it, and was unwilling to accept this reality.
He couldn't wait to find Qingzi directly and ask them clearly what the relationship is between them.
But only Kidd knew about these things. He asked him as Kuroba Kuaito, didn't he show himself.
Under entanglement and uncomfortable, Kuroba Kato went to an izakaya for the first time and started his first life as a drunk.
He hopes that alcohol can numb his nerves, so that these images no longer appear in his mind.
Yesterday, he drank all day in the izakaya, and finally got so drunk that he was thrown out by the owner of the izakaya.
Later, I lay down on the side of the road and slept all night, and only now wake up.
As soon as he woke up, Kuroyu Kuato found that his coat had not been taken off by a tramp. He had only a black single coat, and he had caught a cold.
It's really a leak in the house that happened to rain overnight.
The weak and weak Kuroba Kuaidou walked towards his home, like a walking dead, without any soul.
...
It took a long time for Kuroba to return to his villa. Fortunately, the tramp didn't steal his key. He opened the door and entered the villa.
Before the entrance, he could hear the laughter of his mother and a man.
The man's voice was very familiar, but Kuroba couldn't tell the hangover before he woke up.
Waiting until he walked into the living room, Kuroba Kuaito saw the scene. His mother slapped Kogoro Moori's arm and chuckled: "Detective Moori, what are you talking about, do you really know Yuuki?"
"That's great, Xizi is my idol. If you have a chance, you must help me recommend it."
Kuroba Kuato rubbed his eyes and saw that it was Kogoro Mouri, who was still talking and laughing with his mother. How could this be tolerated!
When the enemy met, they were extremely jealous.
Kuroba's eyes turned red immediately, and he rushed towards Moori Kogoro with fists in both hands, and shouted out of control:
"Mori Kogoro, how dare you come to my house?"
At this moment, Kuroba Chikage and Mouri Kogoro were alarmed. Kuroba Chikage stood up and shouted, "Fight, what are you doing? Stop it."
It's a pity that Kuroba Kuaito, who was still confused, didn't see the steps in his living room, and one stepped on the air and fell directly to the ground.
He wanted revenge but ended up in a farce.
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This heavy fall made Kuroba Kaidoo a little sober.
Kuroba Chikage, wearing a lavender skirt, stood up, her short hair was full of fierceness, her dark blue eyes were full of disappointment, and this beautiful woman was very beautiful even if she was angry.
"Quick fight, you are so rude, what did you just want to do, do you want to hit someone?"
"The Maori detective is here as a guest, how I usually teach you, don't pretend to sleep, get up quickly."
This strange thief lady puffed up with great momentum, and the temperature in the air seemed to have dropped a few degrees.
Under her continuous slurping, Kuroba shook his head and quickly got up from the floor.
But he still looked upset and stared at Mouri Kogoro with hatred.
The hatred of robbing a wife is nothing to do with it!
As a full-blooded young man, no matter how he could endure being robbed of love by a horizontal knife, his anger had already robbed Kuaidou of his mind.
If it weren't for his mother, he would have to go forward to have a real fight with Kogoro Mori.
Seeing his gaze, Kuroba Chikage's eyes became more and more frigid: "Okay! You dare to stare at the Maori detective and apologize to the Maori detective."
Kuroba gave a cold snort and turned his head away, naturally he was unwilling.
Mouri Kogoro said, "Madam, don't be so angry, because Kuaidou is just getting confused by drinking, it doesn't matter!"
Kuroba snorted: "You don't need to be hypocritical, there is no place for you to speak!"
The anger that Kuroba Chikage had just suppressed rose again: "Okay, Kuaidou, you dare to drink, you dare to drink when you are a teenager, what did you look like when I went abroad."
"Your father is dead, do you think I can't control you anymore?"
Kuroba Chikage was so angry that her chest was constantly rising and falling, and her face flushed red. At this moment, she was not as graceful as a violet before, she was completely an angry mother who wanted to discipline her disobedient son.
She looked around, and soon saw the duster sweeping the dust under the table, and immediately drew it out, as if to beat Kurobakuaito.
Mouri Kogoro immediately stepped forward and hugged Kuroba Chikage's soft body, and stopped, "Madam, it can't be like this!"
Kuroba Chikage kept breaking free, with extremely strong energy, almost twice that of an ordinary woman, and Mouri Kogoro was quite surprised.
When Kuaidou saw that it was not good, he immediately rushed to the stairs, then climbed upstairs, returned to his bedroom, and closed the door heavily.
Kuroba Chikage was determined to teach him a lesson this time. Seeing it fled upstairs, she turned and wanted to follow, but was caught by Moori Kogoro from behind and stopped.
"Mao Lijun, you let me go, I must teach this stinky boy today!"
"Madam, calm down, Kuaidou is already big, it's inappropriate for you to beat him!"
Mouri Kogoro tightly hugged Kuroba Chikage's soft body from behind, exerting strange force, and put his arms around the beautiful woman's chest, tightly tightening.
Kuroba Chikage wore only a thin purple skirt, struggling constantly, but let Mouri Kogoro enjoy softness.
Good guy, there is almost a D cup!
Kogoro Mouri continued to persuade: "Ma'am, don't be angry, Kuaidou is just getting drunk and getting lost. It is possible that you will lose control of your emotions when you encounter something outside."
"Madam, don't you get angry!"
Mouri Kogoro's voice was full of magnetism and very gentle, and Kuroba Chikage gradually regained his composure under his continuous dissuasion.
She would be so angry because she had too high expectations for Kuaidou Kuaidou. After all, Kuaidou has inherited the title of Kidd from her father, and she has done extremely dangerous work. It is purely a dance on the tip of a knife, and naturally cannot be like a hairy boy. Generally impulsive.
Therefore, when I saw my demented son today, Kuroba Chikage, who was disappointed, was so gloomy.
After Kuroba Chikage calmed down, he immediately sensed the fiery big hands on his chest and the solid chest behind him that leaned against him. Every muscle was felt.
The virile masculine aura invaded, and a heavy stone seemed to fall in the heart of Qianying Kuroyu that hadn't made waves for a long time, and waves appeared.
Her heart trembled slightly and her pretty face blushed.
For some reason, she was somewhat reluctant to leave this warm embrace.