Conan: The Romantic Daily Life of a Ghost Detective

Of course, Xiaolan doesn't want to choose either one today.

She was just bringing him some porridge and returning the bunny girl outfit to him.

Wen Shui looked at Xiao Lan, who was standing in a daze at the door, and smiled as she reached out to put her arm around her shoulder: "What are you standing there for? Take off your shoes, do you want me to take them off for you?"

"No, no, those comics were lent to me by Sonoko. I... I never fantasized about anything like that!" Ran closed her eyes in fright and instinctively backed away.

Then she was pinned against the wall in the entryway by the warm water.

The warm water was also startled.

However, Xiao Lan was clearly in a state of confusion, so Wen Shui had no choice but to put the thermos on the ground and cover her mouth: "Keep your voice down, the neighbors will misunderstand if they hear you, and you don't want me to be taken away by the police for investigation, do you?"

The words "taken away for investigation" seemed to trigger Xiaolan's PTSD, and she calmed down a little.

Then she looked at Wen Shui with her big, watery eyes and found that there seemed to be no evil thoughts in his eyes. Hmm, could it be that she overreacted?

Damn it, it's all Sonoko's fault, why did I have to borrow her comic book?

Xiao Lan nodded gently, indicating that she had calmed down. Wen Shui then let go of her hand, opened the door, and peeked out into the hallway. She breathed a sigh of relief when she found that no neighbors had come out.

After closing the door again, Wen Shui noticed that Xiao Lan had already taken off her shoes.

She came wearing her usual running shoes, and the white cotton socks she wore wrapped her soft little feet, making her look incredibly cute as she stepped onto the entryway floor.

Xiaolan, clutching the thermos, looked anxious: "How was it? Did anyone hear us?"

"It should be fine. The soundproofing in this room has been modified, and it works quite well," Wen Shui said. "But what's wrong with you? What comic book? What strange thing did Sonoko lend you this time?"

Xiaolan said awkwardly, "That's a girl's secret. Okay, hurry up and drink your porridge, or it'll get cold."

With that, she turned and walked towards the living room.

Small feet encased in white cotton socks appeared and disappeared in the dimly lit corridor, like carp swimming in a lake at night.

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After arriving in the living room, Xiaolan first placed the thermos on the coffee table.

Then she ran to the kitchen to prepare the dishes and chopsticks. Her familiar and efficient manner made her seem like the lady of the house, which made Wen Shui feel a little dazed.

Wen Shui sat on the sofa and waited patiently. Only then did he notice that Xiao Lan was carrying a bag that she usually used to carry her karate uniform. The bag was bulging, and he wondered what was inside.

What the hell?

Was it an excuse to go out at night? Or did she bring bedding and intend to sleep here?

Wen Shui's mind started wandering.

Before long, Xiaolan had prepared the bowls, plates, and chopsticks and placed them in front of the warm water. She also used the ingredients in the warm water refrigerator to make a cold dish with a refreshing sweet and sour taste that was very appetizing.

Upon opening the insulated container, a rich aroma of rice filled the air.

It's not the kind of porridge with lots of ingredients, but a very light white porridge, just right for someone like Wenshui who has eaten a lot of meat and drunk a lot of alcohol to fill their stomach.

Moreover, the rice porridge didn't get cold at all even after being kept in the thermos for so long.

It seemed that Xiao Lan had just finished making the porridge and immediately ran over to bring it to him. Thinking of this, Wen Shui's gaze towards Xiao Lan softened even more.

"Stop staring, hurry up and eat. I have to go back later," Xiaolan urged.

Wen Shui nodded and then started cooking.

While he was eating, Xiaolan sat on the sofa opposite him, resting her chin on her hands and watching him. The sleeves of her tracksuit slipped down slightly, revealing her slender, fair wrists.

Halfway through the meal, Wen Shui suddenly asked, "By the way, why did you bring your karate training uniform?"

"Hmm..." Xiaolan hesitated for a moment, "Actually, the main reason I came here this time is..."

"What's wrong?" Wen Shui put down the bowl and looked at Xiao Lan curiously.

Xiaolan seemed to have made a great effort to bring over the bag containing her karate training uniform. She first took out a white karate training uniform that was rolled up in a ball, and then took out the bunny girl outfit that Wen Shui had given her from the backpack.

Xiaolan said with a serious face, "This dress is still too daring for me. I'm sorry, Wen Shui Jun, I can't wear this kind of thing for the time being."

Wen Shui was stunned for a long time, never expecting that Xiao Lan would come over in the middle of the night for this reason.

It seems his previous actions had caused Xiaolan a lot of trouble. Wen Shui looked apologetic: "I'm sorry, I was too abrupt. I'll choose a more suitable outfit for you next time."

Xiaolan gently shook her head: "No need, this is fine."

Um?what's the situation?

Wen Shui was even more confused now. Didn't she say she couldn't accept it and wanted to return the clothes? Why is she saying this one will be fine?

Wen Shui looked at Xiao Lan with a completely bewildered expression.

Xiaolan suddenly stood up from the sofa, seemingly wanting to explain, but she stood up too abruptly, and her long, beautiful legs accidentally bumped into the edge of the coffee table.

The bowl of porridge on the table was knocked over, and the rice porridge inside slowly dripped down the glass coffee table.

Wen Shui and Xiao Lan instinctively reached out to steady the spilled bowls, but because their movements were so synchronized, their hands ended up clasping together.

The girl's fair hands were very soft and smooth, and squeezing them was very relaxing. Moreover, Wen Shui noticed that Xiao Lan's body temperature was much higher than usual, and her palms were full of sweat, which showed that she was very nervous.

Xiaolan didn't have many feelings; she directly perceived a single element.

Then, it reminded me of what happens when the male and female leads accidentally touch hands in a romantic drama.

Chapter 208: He snuggled up with Xiaolan, and then his equipment dropped.

Wen Shui was still a little drunk and was touched by Xiao Lan's initiative to bring him a late-night snack, which stirred up a lot of emotions in him.

When he held Xiaolan's soft little hand, Wenshui's mind went blank for a moment.

When Wen Shui came to her senses again, she found that he had already held Xiao Lan in his arms, the girl's unmade-up face close to hers.

With just a slight tilt of the head, warm water can envelop Xiaolan's soft lips.

It seems that Xiaolan, caught up in her emotions, temporarily lost focus and let her subconscious instincts control her body.

Wen Shui froze on the spot upon seeing this. His alcohol-numbed brain made him a little disoriented about the passage of time, but he could tell from the rice porridge that kept sliding down the glass coffee table to the floor that at most a few seconds had passed since Xiao Lan accidentally knocked over the bowl of porridge.

But how did things develop into this situation?

Wen Shui's gaze was immediately drawn to Xiao Lan's mesmerizing eyes. His breathing quickened, and in just a second, he decided to savor Xiao Lan's soft lips, which had never been touched by anyone before.

If you don't go for it at a time like this, what kind of man are you?

Without further hesitation, Wen Shui closed her eyes and gently kissed him.

However, to Wen Shui's surprise, his tense breathing when making the decision brought Xiao Lan back from her out-of-control state.

Before Xiaolan could even figure out what was going on, she found herself hugging Wen Shui.

Wen Shui's hands encircled her waist, while her hands gently rested on the back of Wen Shui's head. The face that often appeared in her dreams gradually drew closer into her field of vision.

The overwhelming scent of hormones almost made Xiaolan lose her composure again.

However, Ran resisted because she didn't want to lose her precious first kiss so inexplicably, especially on the very night she witnessed Wenshui and Sato Miwako kissing.

This made Xiaolan feel like a loser who was left out and had to offer herself up to win the other party's favor.

Xiaolan, after all, practices karate, and even when it comes to matters of love, she maintains a certain degree of competitiveness.

However, by the time she realized what was happening, Wen Shui's attack was already halfway through. In desperation, Xiao Lan pressed down hard on the back of Wen Shui's head with her hand, trying to dodge Wen Shui's attack.

As long as it's not kissing, Xiaolan can actually barely accept it.

However, Xiaolan regretted it less than half a second after having this thought.

Because after the warm water brushed against Xiaolan's delicate chin, it wasn't pressed directly onto the floor, but instead bumped into the excess flesh on Xiaolan's body.

"Mi-chan" and "Mi-o" greeted Wenshui warmly after a long time apart.

The warm water caught the person somewhat off guard.

Xiaolan's face turned bright red instantly. She felt as if her body had been bewitched, limp and powerless, unable to push away the warm water.

But reason told Xiaolan that she should immediately push away the warm water.

Otherwise, a man and a woman alone in this situation could easily escalate into something far more serious than kissing.

Who knows, it might really be like the idol dramas she watches, where she wakes up again lying on Wen Shui's big bed, sunlight streaming through the curtains onto her fair face, and Wen Shui sleeping soundly with her head on her arm.

Oh no!

Xiaolan suddenly snapped out of her daze, unleashing a burst of powerful strength as she pushed Wen Shui's shoulder with her hand.

However, she tried to push it but found it wouldn't budge.

Wen Shui held her arms tightly with both hands, as firmly as an iron clamp.

"Wen...Wen Shui Jun, calm down." Xiao Lan had no choice but to suppress her embarrassment and beg for mercy.

Wen Shui said in a muffled voice, "I'm very calm. Wasn't this your choice, Mori?"

Actually, Wen Shui was a bit confused at first. It wasn't past midnight yet, and he thought he would be able to kiss two girls he admired in a row today. But Xiao Lan realized what was going on at the crucial moment.

Even if you realize what's happening, you can't just push someone's head down like that. Wen Shui almost fainted from suffocation.

However, he also clearly felt that Xiaolan had indeed grown a lot during this period.

Her size is almost comparable to that of Eri Kisaki.

Although Wen Shui didn't know exactly how flamboyant Eri Kisaki was, he overheard a drunken Yukiko Kudo complaining that Eri Kisaki was inferior to herself. Wen Shui knew Yukiko Kudo very well, so he had a rough idea in his mind.

With warm water pressed against her cheeks without any hesitation, Xiaolan's long, beautiful legs were almost unable to support her weight.

Her white ankle socks were slightly raised on the floor, and she had to put her hands on Wen Shui's shoulders to keep herself from falling. As a result, almost all of Xiao Lan's weight was on Wen Shui.

This makes the situation even more dangerous for Mei-chan and Mei-ying-chan.

Xiaolan pleaded in a trembling voice, "I didn't choose it, you...you've misunderstood."

"It's so irresponsible of you to say something like that now." Wen Shui looked up, panting as she pretended to be angry, "I noticed you were acting a bit strange in the entryway earlier. Were you thinking about something bad back then?"

"I already said no, let me go." Xiaolan blushed and looked away, her mind involuntarily flashing back to the fantasies she had in the entryway.

Of course, it was from those manga that Sonoko Suzuki lent her.

Wen Shui grinned mischievously. "Children who lie will be punished."

Before Xiaolan could react, Wen Shui's hand slipped under the hem of her sports jacket and wrapped around the girl's slender waist, which was free of any excess fat.

Xiaolan's skin is really delicate, not at all like a girl who practices karate all year round. Instead, she looks like a young lady from a well-to-do family. Her slightly warm body temperature indicates that she is really shy.