I'm making soy sauce in the world of famous detectives

Chapter 380 Moist lips, charming atmosphere

Xiao Ai said: "You still don't know if it's a dream?"

When Guangyou heard the voice, he was about to turn his head and say something to Xiao Ai, when he suddenly felt a fresh fragrance on his face, and then he felt a softness on the corners of his lips.

His pupils shrank suddenly, his brain went blank, before he had time to react, the softness had already left the place where it was originally, leaving only a small piece of moisture at the corner of his lips.

He couldn't move anymore, Guangyou just stood there blankly, his eyes blurred, his mouth slightly opened, he stretched out his hand and wiped the corners of his lips, as if he was reminiscing.

At the same time, he felt his cheeks warm up, and a characteristic crimson crept up his cheeks.

On the other side, Xiao Ai's reaction was not small, her delicate earlobes covered with short fluff were already filled with imaginative red.

She froze on the spot for a while, then asked in a whisper, "Why did you turn your head?"

Guangyou said blankly: "I just want to say a word."

Xiao Ai turned her head, looked towards the side of the road, and asked, "What are you talking about?"

"I forgot."

Guangyou's heart beats slightly faster at this moment, as if he has lost the ability to think, he is thinking about everything in his mind, but he can't think of any results.

After a while, Guangyou glanced at the shopping bag still in his hand and said, "Let's go home first, sister Mingmei is still waiting for soy sauce."

"Ah."

After Xiao Ai responded, she looked at the ground in front of her and followed Guangyou with small steps.

There was a little silence between the two, and it was Xiao Ai who asked first: "By the way, what do you mean by the distance from adulthood that you said before?"

Guangyou looked at her and raised his eyebrows: "Did you eavesdrop?"

Xiao Ai naturally couldn't admit that she eavesdropped on the door after entering the room. She looked around modestly and said, "I heard it by accident."

"literal meaning."

The two had already arrived at the door of the apartment building, so Guangyou quickly ended the topic and went upstairs first.

Mingmei was sitting on the sofa watching TV, and the whole apartment was filled with a strong aroma of vegetables.

Seeing the two finally come back, Mingmei joked: "I remember there was a convenience store nearby, and it only took a few minutes. Why did it take nearly half an hour to come back? Did you guys do other things?"

"How could it be? It's just that something happened on the road, which delayed a little time." Guangyou took out the soy sauce, gestured to Mingmei, and asked, "Should we still need soy sauce now?"

Mingmei turned her head, looked at a large table of delicacies on the dining table, then turned her head and asked Guangyou, "What do you think?"

Guangyou smiled awkwardly, and said: "It seems that there is no need, I will put the soy sauce away."

After going to the kitchen to put the soy sauce where it should be, after leaving the kitchen, Mingmei and Xiao Ai were already sitting at the dining table, with their hands on the dining table, waiting for the last person to serve.

The drink on the table has already been poured into the goblet, but a bottle of fruit juice equivalent to more than ten yuan in soft sister coins is poured into the goblet, which looks a lot more expensive.

Even if Nongfu Spring flows in the goblet, as long as your movements look like that, it will look a lot more upscale.

The food cooked by Mingmei tastes very good, with a kind of homely warmth, which is hard to feel in restaurants outside.

To use an analogy casually, the portion of food at home is indeed twice as large as that of most restaurants.

"I think there seems to be something wrong with the two of you. Did something happen just now?"

Mingmei keenly noticed that the atmosphere between the two was not like before going out, she always felt that something happened on the way.

"Sister, you think too much, what else can happen, eat well."

Before Guangyou had time to answer, Xiao Ai ended the topic, and at the same time she glanced at Guangyou, the threat in her eyes was self-evident.

After dinner, Guangyou helped to wash the dishes, and then sat for a while before preparing to leave, while Xiao Ai stayed here for the night.

Now the sky is getting dark gradually, Guangyou is walking on the road, the depression in his heart still exists, but it is not so obvious anymore.

He has also thought about it in the past few hours. This depression is also a manifestation of his extremely insecure sense. Today's accident made his depression slightly smaller and hidden, but it still exists.

It's hard to get rid of the root of the disease, and he doesn't know when this little bump in his mind will disappear.

"When that day comes, it should be over."

Guangyou propped one hand on the lamppost, and the other held his forehead, and one picture after another flashed in his mind.

There are pictures in his heart caused by depression, and there are memorable things so far.
Shaking his head, Guangyou walked into a convenience store and bought some things under the pretext of being a bad street.

"boom"

Guangyou held a bag in one hand and an opened can of beer in the other.

He does not drink alcohol, and this drinking is only an extremely rare case, and the purpose is not to get drunk.

Guangyou didn't know how much he could drink, but he could definitely drink three or four bottles of beer and stay sober.

The display windows of the shops on the street glowed with a milky white light, and the tall buildings in the distance flickered with colorful neon lights.

Guangyou just took a few steps and took a sip towards the office.

But before he had gone far, he realized that he couldn't just go back to the office like this. The smell of alcohol lingering on his body was easy for Xiaolan whose father was an alcoholic to distinguish.

He also doesn't really want to stay in a hotel, because he would have to worry about staying in a hotel with his current figure.

After thinking about it, Guangyou felt that he should go to the new family that had been idle for a long time to make do for a night.

Passing a post office, Guangyou saw two groups of people gathered behind a car not far away and peeked towards the road.

Guangyou took a closer look, and it was clearly Miwako and Takagi standing by the side of the road.

He threw the empty can into the trash can, walked forward to behind Conan, and asked softly, "What's going on now?"

Conan glanced back, sniffled, and looked at Guangyou suspiciously: "Have you been drinking?"

Guangyou's mind is clear, but there is a faint smell of alcohol around his body: "I guess it's just this time, I have to go to your house to stay for a night later."

Conan nodded in agreement: "Yes, I guess you will be scolded to death by Xiaolan when you go back now."

Guangyou asked again: "What's the situation now?"

Conan shrugged: "Who knows, we saw Officer Sato and Officer Takagi like this as soon as we came out, and Officer Miyamoto asked us to hide behind the car and watch the show."

Next to Conan, there are Ayumi and Yumi who are at the front. They are watching the progress of Takagi and Miwako attentively, but they don't notice the arrival of Guangyou.

In the distance, Takagi grabbed Miwako's hand for the first time, and asked, "Officer Sato, it's you, is your hand still important?"

Mei Hezi glanced at the bandaged hand and said, "It's much better, now there's only a little pain, don't worry."

The eyes of the two of them collided, as if God had given way to them, the passers-by around them had almost disappeared, and there were only a group of people who were hiding behind the car and peeping.

When two men and women who are in love with each other have physical contact, and their eyes meet, as long as the other party does not look sorry for the society, the atmosphere will always become a little bit charming.

The hand that Takagi is holding may also be the beginning of the atmosphere between the two.

For a while, they fell silent.

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Hey, I'm sorry, I forgot that there is still a little slow plot, Da Tang is still behind (am I going to be beaten to death)
Hey, what kind of bird adjective... Fuck, although I mean that, but the other meaning is too much...

He was talking about the adjective that Yao Wan laughed just now, and when he went back to look at it, it was too stupid to criticize.

Although I didn't mean it at the time...

(End of this chapter)