Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

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Noisy, it seems to be the sound of the stove because it is close to the kitchen.

Xiaolan stood up and looked in that direction, showing a trace of doubt, and then lowered her head to look at Mr. Mao Li in front of her.

"The camera was staring at my face just now, it should be in the monitoring room."

Pointing at the camera with a western knife in hand.

It seems that everything is doomed.

Gongsheng looked at his sister's back and counted for five more seconds, when a gorgeously dressed girl was dragged out of a room.

With an oversized hairpin, all the bangs are tied up, and when the high bun line is exposed, there is also an ugly feeling of a wide forehead.

Because girls pay attention to the temperament of small and exquisite jasper, this kind of wide forehead attire will be a little unacceptable.

Dragging, holding hands and dragging.

Until it is pulled in front of you.

"Hoo, handsome guy, hello, I'm Suzuki Sonoko, Xiaolan's best friend, I live in..."

Really handsome! ! !

Wearing a straight suit gives people a sense of seriousness and stability.

But he didn't wear a tie, and the first button of the collar of the inner white village shirt was unbuttoned, showing an uninhibited look.

"It's the first time meeting you, Sonoko-senpai, my name is Mr. Mori."

Not as pretty as my sister.

Putting down the bangs is not as beautiful as my sister.

that's all!

Gongsheng lowered his head again, addressing the chewy oxtail bone in front of him.

Yuan Zi, who looked at the boy with a bewildered face, was supported by Xiao Lan, and sat in the seat where Xiao Lan had been sitting before, which was the seat opposite the public student.

Lying on the table, staring at the boy eating in front of him, it seems that eating is a kind of beauty.

Mouth opening, mouth closing, subtle movements of blinking, facial expressions reflecting the joy of eating, and the broken bangs swaying and floating instantly when turning the head.

Gongsheng...Handsome guy's name is so handsome...Maori...Maori...

It seems that something is wrong.

Such a handsome guy, his name is Maori? !

"Xiaolan, this boy... is that bastard brother of yours who abetted your mother to divorce?!"

Take a closer look, Yuanzi uses the ability of [Fake. Famous Detective] to compare the facial makeup of the faces of Mao Lilan who is beside him and Mao Li who is opposite.

90.00% similarity of eight.

The most important thing is that this handsome appearance makes people unable to hate...

It seems that being a jerk is also very good, I really want to be the jerk of the other party once!

Yuanzi once again fell into the charm of the five senses.

"No, I was young at that time, and what I said was angry, and it's not a public life..."

The attribute of forgetting one's own friends is a big mouth.

Xiaolan didn't even have time to stop the other party, so the other party directly told the story of the first grade of elementary school.

"That's right, I'm the bastard brother who instigated my mother to divorce my father."

This is a fact.

Mr. Maori smiled and looked at his apologetic sister, showing a reassuring expression.

"Public..."

Xiaolan sank into depression and sat down slowly.

And Yuanzi next to him also realized that he had said something wrong, and looked at the siblings in front of him in embarrassment, not knowing whether to continue sitting or leave.

into silence.

The slightly staggered knives and forks produced a "da da" sound, and Gongsheng continued to eat the oxtail.

Chapter 9. Mistakes in speaking

So embarrassing, am I talking too much again.

Looking at the faces of the boy and the girl with small eyes, Sonoko raised his head slightly from time to time, and then lay down again.

I started to think back to the first grade of primary school in my mind...

It was a certain day when Xiaolan suddenly went to school after asking for leave. It was also on that day, the little girl who usually looked happy and innocent, her face was full of sadness.

The eyeballs are blood red, the tears from crying have not been wiped clean, and the messy hair is hanging on the back.

No energy, sitting alone in a chair.