Looking at the young lady in front of him, he didn't waste any more time. He leaned over and kissed her lips, while his left hand was covered with Ayako's tall long leg on the ladder.
After the master-level kissing technique was displayed, the girl also sank after a while, and she responded with difficulty.
Mouri Kogoro kissed Ayako, but he couldn't help but curl up.
Soon, a quiet movement played behind the bookshelves in this library.
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When a fierce battle broke out on the bookshelf on the left, Mira at the table raised her head and couldn't help asking: "Where has Kogoro gone, why haven't he returned for so long?"
Qingzi shook his head: "I don't know, my uncle said he went to see the terrain, and then he didn't see it."
Milla couldn't help but frowned, "Should I be stunned by Kidd?"
Xiao Lan suddenly chuckled: "How could it be possible that my father's karate is better than me. Kidd really dares to do this. He will definitely die miserably, don't worry."
When someone present heard this, a drop of cold sweat dripped from behind his ear.
Then Qingzi turned her head and looked at Mila: "Mila, you are seventeen years old like me, so why call Uncle Maori to be Kogoro? You are still a generation away."
Mila chuckled slightly: "Where is it? How could it be inferior? I have a very special relationship with Kogoro."
"If Qingzi calls Kogoro to be his uncle, then he will have to call me Aunt Mira in the future, you know?"
Qingzi's brows instantly frowned, she couldn't hear what Mira said.
This woman seems to be interesting to her uncle, is she trying to hook up with Uncle Maori?
She also replied without showing any weakness: "Then I will call him Kogoro from now on, after all, my uncle and I also have a very special relationship."
As soon as he said this, the atmosphere on the table became quite solemn.
A cold light flashed in Mila's eyes, and the Shura Field was about to explode.
At this time, Xiao Lan lightly patted the book in front of the two of them: "This is the library, don't make noise, we still need to find a note."
Hearing Xiao Lan's words, Mila and Qingzi stopped.
However, the eyes of the two women crossed, and sparks seemed to be splashing everywhere, and they were no longer harmonious.
Little Lori Huiyuan glanced at the jealous women, smiled lightly, as if sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai.
At this time, Conan walked in from outside with his fingers pierced and wounded. The little devil tried several times, but still failed to find a way to unlock the trap box.
And Keiko Momoi brought a large stack of books down from the automatic elevator. She put the books on the table, and she was so tired that her croissants were pulled down.
When the old woman friend Ji Gonghua passed by Keiko, she seemed to smell the curry on her body, and couldn't help but speak: "My child, do you make potato stew for dinner?"
"Huh, how did you know?"
"This dish is also my specialty. My husband really likes to eat this dish. So I specifically asked my mother-in-law for advice. Everyone praised the taste afterwards. Now when I smell it, I feel that I miss it very much."
"Wow, it seems that grandma, you and your husband have a very good relationship!"
"Where is it? Where is the relationship between me and that bad old man."
An elderly friend Ji Gonghua made a shy look with his face held up, and the corners of the eyes of the girls next to him kept twitching.
This is obviously sprinkling old dog food!
"My husband is too shy to express emotions at all."
"You don't know that when we were young, we even wrote an exchange diary, but when I wrote several pages, my husband wrote a few lines."
"But after I got married, I re-read the exchange diary, but suddenly found that there were many pages in the diary that I had never read."
"That guy, he always does such unnecessary things. He probably thinks I will be pleasantly surprised when I see it. It's thick and thick, really, it's not interesting at all."
When the garden heard this, he rolled his eyes madly: It's too much. What kind of trouble is this duplicity?Pay attention to your identity. You are a grandmother in your seventies. Be dignified and don't sprinkle dog food. This is what young people should do.
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Once the Youjigonghua chatbox, who was more than seventy years old this year, opened, he couldn't stop anymore and began to sprinkle dog food.
"...My bad old man really has no interest at all, and doesn't know anything about romance."
"Those little lanterns just started to rise back then, so he spent half a month's salary to buy those little lanterns and dress up the bedroom in colorful colors. It's really scary. Now that I think about it, my heart is beating."
"Also, when he and Jiroki started playing drones back then, they specially asked someone to set up two love fireworks above the house and let me come out to see them, and then he drove the drones to give these two love Connect in series."
"I also said that Cupid gave me love, isn't it boring, thick and thick..."
"Akasa, you should have an impression, this is the famous Tokyo Cupid incident back then."
Dr. A Li was ashamed immediately, pressing the sparse white hair on his forehead and smiling: "Sorry, I... don't have any impression?"
The old woman suddenly couldn't believe it: "How could it be that it was the big event that shocked Tokyo, and it was included in the record of the world's top 100 romantic events. How can you not be impressed because you are the same age as me?"
The garden on the side rolled his eyes silently. Record of the top 100 romantic events in the world?Is there such a record?
And Dr. A Li embarrassedly explained: "Madam, you are already seventy years old, but I am only in my early fifties."
"Oh~~~" Youji Gonghua ate a whale, his whole body leaned back, a little bit unacceptable.
"You look too old. Your hair is all white. I thought you were a few years older than me. I didn't expect you to be a son."
"Haha! Haha!" Dr. A Li returned with an awkward and polite smile.
"Excuse me, I was rude, little brother A Li."
"It's okay, it's okay!" Dr. A Li was sweating again, this old woman was really unbearable.
On the other side, among the neat rows of bookshelves, the movement continued to linger.
The eldest lady from Suzuki's hair was wet and stuck to her forehead. She stood on high heels with one left leg, her white right leg stunned on the ladder.
Ayako's slightly opened eyes only had the face of Kogoro Mouri, and her little hand unknowingly held Kogoro Mouri's waist.
Ayako's heart beat very fast, nervous and a little scared, for fear of attracting other people's attention.
But supporting the whole body with one foot alone seemed to be too weak, and her body was trembling slightly.
Fortunately, with the help of Kogoro Moori's left hand, he would not fall down.
Maori Kogoro looked at Ayako, who was flushed in front of him, with a smirk on his face, while the tip of his right finger was poking into his mouth, teasing his pink tongue.
He panted slightly, spoke softly, and the warm breath hit Ayako's cheeks, adding a bit of heat.