My lover is this organization

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"Isn't this better? If I can't see with my eyes, I can only feel around with my hands~"

She leaned close to Qin Wuque's ear, breathing sweetly, and held his hand and placed it on the collar of her skirt.

"It just so happens that right now, Xue... Shiho is still playing on the computer in her room, so she can't hear it. Besides, she's going to take a shower soon anyway, right?"

"All right……"

Qin Wuque always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't put his finger on it for the moment. He could only twitch his lips, wondering what to do.

He gently took off Mingmei's gauze nightgown in the dark, and unfastened her bra straps with skillful movements. At the same time, his own clothes were also reduced bit by bit. Everything seemed so familiar to an old couple.

However, when Qin Wuque personally measured the size that seemed to be somewhat different from his memory, he was suddenly stunned for a moment, and then it was as if a flash of lightning split the night sky. All his previous doubts and confusions turned into helplessness at this moment.

"Sister Bei, please stop playing~" he sighed.

As these words came out of her mouth, the girl who was sitting on his lap paused and seemed stunned for a moment.

Then she chuckled, and her temperament changed drastically in an instant, as if she had transformed from a young girl who had just become a wife into a witch with a thousand faces who enchanted everyone.

The witch lifted up her long hair and pulled it gently, and the wig and the mask used for disguise were torn off her face.

With the moonlight shining into the living room through the window, Qin Wuque could clearly see the beautiful face so close to him, as well as the seductive curve at the corners of her lips.

"How did you know that?" the Thousand-Faced Witch asked with a smile.

"Do you really want to tell me this?" Doghead had a strange look on his face.

"Just tell me. Even if it's not something nice, I promise I won't be angry."

"All right……"

Qin Wuque showed an expression that looked a bit annoyed.

"Well, Mingmei... isn't as old as you, Beijie."

"laugh!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Vermouth covered her mouth with the back of her hand and burst out laughing.

Fortunately, her voice was not loud, and the villa's sound insulation was good, otherwise the Miyano sisters would have come down with feather dusters to look for the fox.

"If that's what you want to say, then I, your sister, really won't be angry." Vermouth was very satisfied with the answer from a certain dog head.

"But Sister Bei, you should be more careful." Qin Wuque scratched his head, feeling even more helpless. "Pretending to be Mingmei and the others is fine, but your junior sister this morning, Sister Bei, should just... forget it, right?"

“Why?” Vermouth was puzzled. “You were having a lot of fun this morning. I felt like you were using 120% more effort than usual.”

"It's not a question of whether it's exciting or not..."

"What's the problem?"

"The problem is, if you do this too many times, I might get used to it and mistake it for you next time I see you. Wouldn't that be bad?" Qin Wuque spread his hands.

Vermouth pursed her lips and thought for a moment, then nodded thoughtfully.

"That seems to be the case," she said.

"but……"

Vermouth changed the subject, and the corners of her lips, which made people want to kiss her, raised a hint of mischievousness.

"I suddenly remembered that Yukiko's husband seems to be a mystery novelist. Theoretically, writers need to sit at their desks for long periods of time and don't exercise often, so they shouldn't be very good at that. Sister, I'm really looking forward to what you'll do if you really recognize the wrong person and let Yukiko taste the 'sweetness' once."

"This... let's just forget it." Qin Wuque's mouth twitched.

"Oh? I thought you would like this kind of play?" Vermouth looked at him in surprise.

"I like it, but I do." Qin Wuque said hesitantly.

But I have succeeded in one...

He said in his heart.

"Compared to these——"

In order to change the subject, Qin Wuque hugged Vermouth tightly in his arms, resting his chin lightly on the exquisite collarbone of the beauty in his arms, with a hint of threat in his tone.

"Sister Bei, didn't you say that I was even more excited about you when you were pretending to be Yukiko, and I used all my strength?"

"uh-huh?"

"How about trying to feel the force of twenty points tonight?"

Upon hearing this, Vermouth's delicate body trembled subconsciously, but she remained tough on the surface.

"Well... come on then."

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Although I threatened in the group that I would write a fresher one next time, but... driving a car is still really fun. (Proud face)

Chapter 347 Your safety is the most important to me

In this fierce battle, Qin Wuque used 20% of his usual strength and killed Vermouth so hard that she burst into tears of joy.

The "severe blow" to her body made her completely unable to move. She could only collapse on the sofa, covering her mouth and uttering vague sobs.

Ten minutes after the battle ended, in the family bathhouse on the first floor of the villa, the golden-haired witch, who was covered in sweat, was held by Princess Qin Wuque and gently placed into the bathtub with rose petals sprinkled on the water.

Vermouth sat on the marble steps at the edge of the bathtub. The water reached just below her collarbone. The perfect water temperature made her squint her eyes with satisfaction. She subconsciously stretched her limbs, which were inevitably a little tired and heavy due to excessive physical exertion.

“Very good—”

She praised generously.

The next second, the sound of water was heard beside him, and Qin Wuque, who had stood up and gone to the shore to get a large bottle of shampoo, returned.

He placed the bottle of shampoo on the platform at the edge of the bathtub, then jumped into the bathtub and sat down next to Vermouth in a proper manner, with his arms around her shoulders, looking like an old couple.

Vermouth glanced at the bottle of shampoo and raised her eyebrows meaningfully.

"I've been running around outside all day. I need to wash my hair, otherwise it will be covered with oil and dust." Qin Wuque explained.

He stretched out his hand to press the shampoo bottle, but Vermouth suddenly kicked her long and plump legs, as white as mutton-fat jade, out of the water, and the water splashed back into the bathtub, creating ripples.

She used the buoyancy of the water to rotate 90 degrees on the step where she was sitting, with her only support point as the center of the circle. Then she closed her eyes and turned her head toward Qin Wuque, as if she was about to lie down.

Seeing this, Qin Wuque could only quickly reach out to help support it.

Just kidding, the water in the bathtub is not deep, but it is not shallow at all. If I lie down like this, my head will probably sink into the water.

Nothing serious will happen, but it is true that you will inevitably be choked.

Feeling the support coming from the back of her head, the beautiful witch with long golden hair spreading out like seaweed in the water opened her eyes and laughed softly.

"Then wash my hair first~"

"..."

Qin Wuque had no choice.

I have to say that washing long hair is really troublesome. Unlike short hair where you can just squeeze a dollop and apply it on your forehead, washing long hair not only requires more shampoo, but you may even need to wash it in sections.

However, segmented washing is mostly limited to when there is only one basin on hand. In the bathtub, the fallen long hair may accidentally clog the sewer, and after washing, the bathtub will probably become bubbling water, making it impossible to take a bath.

Unless you have a separate bathtub of water for washing your hair.

But if you were in a large bathtub, these problems would not exist at all!

Qin Wuque glanced at Sister Bei's shining face, which was completely beyond the scope of some special industries such as programmers. He was too lazy to even estimate it. He unscrewed the shampoo bottle without thinking and poured the shampoo upside down.

As soon as the milky white shampoo came into contact with the wet golden hair, and with a little rubbing, fragrant bubbles immediately appeared in large quantities.

During the rubbing process, Qin Wuque hesitated for a rare moment before he slowly spoke.

"By the way, Sister Bei, I ran into your nephew when I went out just now at night."

"My nephew?"

Vermouth was stunned for a moment, and opened her watery eyes from closing them to enjoy the service, her watery green pupils full of surprise.

No, where did her nephew come from?

"It's Kudo Shinichi." Qin Wuque changed his words.

"Oh……"

This time Vermouth understood. She nodded slightly and her eyes showed confusion.

"so what?"

"so--"

Qin Wuque suddenly realized that Sister Bei had no idea about the theft of Vespania ore and illegal trading and the incident with Lupin III and his gang. He slapped his forehead and explained to her in the most concise and understandable way possible.

After hearing this, Vermouth remained silent for a long time.

After a long while, she let out a faint sigh.

"In fact, the reason why I said all that to Yukiko today is because of this. Professions like detectives, lawyers, and policemen are prone to being hated by others. Being a useless detective and relying on gimmicks and tricks to stir up popularity and being invited to participate in some variety shows is the safest and most profitable way."

"I suspect that Sister Bei, you are referring to a certain sleeping famous detective..." Qin Wuque couldn't help but complain.

“Don’t doubt it, I’m talking about him.” Vermouth frowned slightly, “This kind of special industry is full of dangers. It’s a miracle that Yukiko’s son can survive until now.”

"9494!" Qin Wuque agreed loudly.

However, what he was thinking was, if he had held an iron rod instead of a toy lightsaber...

"It's ok."

As if she had made some important decision, Vermouth breathed a sigh of relief, slowly closed her eyes, and then opened them again.

"If that kid insists on seeking death, then let him go. You should still do what you should do. If he really encounters any danger, if you think you can save him and want to save him, it's okay to lend a hand, but there is one most important thing you have to remember -"

She stretched out her hand from the water and stroked Qin Wuque's cheek, her eyes serious and tender, which made Qin Wuque's hands subconsciously pause in massaging.

"Your safety is the most important thing to me. I don't want to see you get hurt. Do you understand?"

"Oh……"

Qin Wuque was a little caught off guard by this sudden seriousness, and nodded dully, but suddenly he reacted with a start, and instantly returned to his usual nonchalant look, saying nonchalantly.

"They have to be able to hurt me... Ugh!"

Before he could finish his words, his lips were blocked by two soft objects.

As if it was just a dragonfly touching the water, Vermouth's beautiful face quickly disappeared from Qin Wuque's sight... but in fact it didn't disappear very far.

The witch licked her lips seductively, the corners of her lips raised in victory, and repeated it.

"do you understand?"

"Understood……"

Qin Wuque was forced to answer honestly.

But then he sighed too.

Vermouth heard him sigh and narrowed her eyes dangerously.

"Why, is my sister's request difficult for you?"

Then she changed the subject.

"Or... my presence in your house will make things very difficult for you?"

"How is that possible? Sister Bei, what are you thinking about..."

Qin Wuque was helpless. He pinched Vermouth's smooth cheek with his hands still stained with shampoo foam.

"I was just thinking, maybe I should take some time to order a bigger bed from the furniture store... or just buy a bigger villa?"