Comprehensive comic: It starts with getting little Doraemon by punching in

Mouth...saliva?

Miyamoto Yumi was stunned for a moment, then her face turned red and she wiped it with her hands.

The feeling on the back of my hand is wet, it is indeed saliva...

By the way, I also helped you feed the two pet dogs at home.

Kitahara Hao leaned in front of the door, his brown eyes looked at the two pet dogs in the living room, and turned to her and said.

Perhaps because he came too early today, he didn't realize that Yumi Miyamoto actually had two pet dogs - obviously he could barely feed them.

......... ......... ...

Recalling the piles of instant lunch boxes in the refrigerator, Kitahara Hao couldn't help but shake his head.

He went to the convenience store to buy the ingredients needed for today's breakfast.

There was no way - after all, nothing in her refrigerator was suitable for cooking.

Everyone has been fed...

Miyamoto Yumi's eyes flashed slightly and she nodded clearly.

She suddenly felt that Beiyuan was not as lazy as he usually seemed, and was actually quite diligent.

And - Kitahara Hao hesitated for a moment, and then couldn't help but remind him, So you are still in black?

Because she just woke up, Miyamoto Yumi didn't notice anything was wrong with her situation.

After being stunned for a while, the smile at the corner of her mouth gradually solidified.

black……

The only black spot on my body - that's the only place, right?

After thinking of this, Miyamoto Yumi slowly lowered her head, and her face instantly turned red.

The pink pajamas had been opened at some point.

No wonder it keeps sliding down.

...When did you untie me?

Miyamoto Yumi took a deep breath and asked with a blush.

The only one who can do such a thing is Kitahara Hajime.

Probably not long after I lay down. Kitahara pinched his chin, thought carefully, and then responded disapprovingly, Compared to such a trivial matter, it's better to come down and eat quickly.

What a trivial thing!

hateful!

Miyamoto Yumi gritted her teeth, then buttoned her pajamas, lifted the quilt and walked out.

She was too lazy to be angry now.

Anyway, there is no privacy in front of Kitahara Hajime, so it is not worth getting too angry.

Let's go, today's breakfast is pan-fried salmon.

Looking at Yumi Miyamoto who was already walking towards the closet, Kitahara reminded him with a chuckle.

I don't remember that there are ingredients like salmon at home, and... Yumi Miyamoto tapped her fingers on the sky blue police uniform in the closet, turned her head and looked at him with half-empty eyes, and said helplessly, When someone else changes it, When you're putting on clothes, can you close the door first and avoid it?

Although it is true that there is not much privacy left, shame is inevitable. 5.

123: Nakamori-senpai, are you going to catch Kaitou Kidd again?

Silvery raindrops fell on the windows on the third floor, making a crisp and sweet sound. Through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the balcony, you could still see the morning mist filling the air.

If I had known earlier, I would have worn more clothes today.

Kitahara Hao sat on the chair in the living room, tapping his fingers slowly on the table, and couldn't help but think about it.

Because I was in such a hurry when I came out today, I didn't notice the change in the weather, so I went out wearing only a black shirt and a thin jacket.

tasty!

At this moment, Miyamoto Yumi, who was sitting at the dining table, took a bite of golden salmon, and her dark brown eyes suddenly lit up.

I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good!?

She raised her head and looked at Beihara Hao, and said in a tone of surprise that she couldn't suppress.

We have been working together for nearly two months, and this is the first time Miyamoto Yumi knows that he can be so superb in cooking.

Even better than the chefs in some high-end restaurants.

It's okay, after all, I cook for myself every day.

Kitahara Hao supported the side of his face with his hands and said with a smile.

Hey, that's it...

Miyamoto Yumi nodded thoughtfully, and then took another bite of the salmon held between her chopsticks.

The soft taste made her subconsciously narrow her eyes and raise a slight smile at the corner of her mouth.

She had to admit, this guy made the best breakfast she had ever had in her life.

It would be nice if Kitahara could help her prepare the food all the time.

Thinking of this, Miyamoto Yumi raised her eyes and glanced at the man sitting opposite, and suddenly there was an indescribable emotion in her heart.

It seems...somewhat unwilling?

Really, what on earth was I thinking!

She quickly shook her head and threw away the complicated thoughts in her mind.

Obviously he is the third party in this relationship, so he is not qualified to think about it at all.

Miyamoto Yumi's originally happy mood suddenly dropped, and she couldn't help but fall into silence.

...

Kitahara Hao didn't notice anything strange about her. He was looking at the gloomy weather outside the window with his brown eyes and yawned happily.

Today’s weather is also very suitable for fishing at work!

He thought with a slight smile on his lips.

————

After finishing breakfast, it was almost eight o'clock.

Let's go, it's time to go to work now.

Kitahara took off his coat from the hanger at the door. After putting it on, he turned his head and reminded him.

Behind her, Miyamoto Yumi was also ready. As usual, she was still wearing the sky blue police uniform, paired with a sky blue hip skirt and light black stockings.

I really don't know why you go to work on time every day.

Miyamoto Yumi put on her police hat, glanced at him with her peripheral vision, and said with some confusion.

You can obviously get up so early, but why do you always get stuck in getting to the office?

There's nothing I can do about it, it's already become a habit.

Kitahara Hao shrugged and explained.

You must know that since he joined the Metropolitan Police Department, he has basically been stuck on the way to work every day - for nearly two months, he has indeed formed a habit.

What you said...be careful not to let Miwako hear it.

Miyamoto Yumi raised her eyebrows slightly, held her hands on her chest, and leaned forward slightly as a reminder.

If Miwako knew this, she would probably try every means to correct this so-called habit based on her personality.

I already told her in front of her.

Beitahara waved his hand disapprovingly.

Didn't she find a way to correct your abnormal thinking?

Miyamoto Yumi was stunned for a moment, then gently touched him with her elbow, and asked with a smirk on her lips.

Yes, there is, but -

Ding bell~

At this moment, Kitahara's cell phone in his pocket rang with an incoming call, attracting both people's attention.

Sure enough, Miwako called again today.

He took out his phone and looked at the call interface on the screen, raising his eyebrows slightly.

Since that night, Miwako Sato basically called him every morning when she got up - in order to correct his bad habit.

Who?

Miyamoto Yumei came over curiously, looking at the screen of the phone with a pair of dark brown eyes.

After seeing that familiar name, her body trembled slightly, and the smile on her face froze.

Hara, it turns out...it's Miwako.

Miyamoto Yumi laughed twice, then quickly turned her head and looked guiltily at the rainy scene outside the window.

She couldn't help it, after all, that was her best friend for many years - and she was sleeping with her best friend's boyfriend on the bed just now.

Normal people would feel guilty when faced with this situation!

Why are you so nervous?

Kitahara Hao slowly hugged her waist, then chuckled and answered the phone in his hand.

you--

Miyamoto Yumi, who was suddenly hugged, was about to shout, but after seeing the call being connected, she swallowed it back in embarrassment.

Damn it, you guy!

Kitahara, are you up yet...

As the phone was connected, Sato Miwako's soft greeting with a smile came from the other side.

After hearing this familiar voice, Miyamoto Yumi's body suddenly tensed up, and her breathing stagnated slightly.

The idea that I still wanted to struggle was crushed in my heart.

If she struggles and makes a sound, Miwako will find out, right?

After all, she is a detective!

Well, I'm getting ready to go to work at the Metropolitan Police Department now.

Kitahara Hao felt the body tightening in his arms, and the corners of his mouth slowly raised, then he put his chin on her shoulder and answered.

A guy who takes things too far.

Miyamoto Yumi gritted her teeth, suppressing the shame in her heart and trying not to make any sound.

Fortunately, the call time between the two did not waste too long, and the call ended after only lasting two minutes.

During this period, Miyamoto Yumi finally knew what her best friend of many years looked like when she was acting coquettishly.

To be honest, this was the first time she heard Miwako Sato acting coquettishly on a man...

How about it? Is it irritating?

Kitahara Hao asked teasingly in her ear.

Trick—what boring questions are you asking!

Miyamoto Yumi just answered subconsciously, then immediately reacted and asked loudly with a red face.

How could something like that be... irritating, exciting!

I thought I heard you say stab--

I didn't say anything, drive to work now.

Before Kitahara Hajime finished speaking, the angry Miyamoto Yumi pulled her tie and quickly walked to the elevator in the apartment.