Ke Xue: Xiaolan delivers goods to your door at the beginning

"Rye, you're back."

Curacao opened the underwear and clothes that Lin Xiaofeng had bought for her with an expectant look on her face.

"Oh, what a beautiful dress! Thank you, Rye!"

Curaçao didn't think there was anything wrong with the underwear and clothes Lin Xiaofeng bought for her. She happily put them on and even let Lin Xiaofeng take a look.

"Hehehe... It's so beautiful, so sexy, I love it."

"I like you so much? Rye, you like me?"

Curaçao was very shy, as if she had become a different person.

Lin Xiaofeng suddenly remembered Xiao Lan, who had lost her memory before. Like Curaçao, she was naive and easily fooled.

"Yes. Curaçao is cute, I like her very much."

"Hmm... but I don't remember a lot of things, Rye, why do you like me?"

Curaçao thought she had known Lin Xiaofeng for a long time, but she had simply forgotten.

"Because Curaçao is cute." Lin Xiaofeng gently stroked Curaçao's little head. "Alright, it's almost bedtime."

"Yes."

"Would you like a glass of milk before bed...?"

"want!"

Curaçao answered with a smile. She then hugged the milk bottle and drank it with relish.

Curaçao was satisfied, and Lin Xiaofeng was also happy to see her satisfied.

Lin Xiaofeng gave the bedroom to Curaçao, while he slept on the sofa. He didn't leave because Curaçao was suffering from amnesia, and he was worried about her.

Upon entering the room, Curaçao instinctively closed the door behind her.

She forced herself to ignore a subtle feeling that she felt like there was something important she hadn't done yet, and guided her body to the bedside. She tentatively lay down on the bed, covered herself with the blanket, and turned off the light.

The bed was very soft, the quilt was very light, and the pillow gave me a weightless feeling as if I were floating on a cloud. The air conditioner was also at the perfect temperature. In every aspect, it was at the most comfortable level for the human body.

Twenty minutes passed...

Forty minutes have passed...

Curaçao was drowsy, but her body wouldn't listen to her and remained tense.

It was like a primary school student who knew school was starting tomorrow and homework was due, but hadn't touched a single word of the holiday assignment, and was forcing a fake smile and pretending to be calm as she lay down in bed to prepare for the teacher's judgment the next day. So she wrapped herself tighter in the blanket, trying to create some sense of security for herself... only to find that it was completely useless.

Curaçao was very distressed and puzzled. She couldn't even lie down comfortably, let alone fall asleep peacefully.

Even though her reason told her that there was nothing to be afraid of anymore, that there was no danger and she could sleep peacefully, her intuition and instincts were like an air raid siren, making Curaço feel as if she were sleeping on the edge of a cliff. Every time her consciousness was about to sink into darkness, she would be suddenly awakened, then slowly fall back asleep, only to be awakened again.

352. Roar of the Fire Dragon

Lin Xiaofeng is actually a guy with a very "free" sleeping posture, so knowing this, he bought a large sofa with enough room to move around freely in all the living rooms he might live in in the future. His "freedom" usually manifests in how he moves around everywhere after falling asleep. For example, when he falls asleep, his head is still facing east, but when he wakes up, not only has he turned his head over, but he has also moved his pillow over, and he may even have completely turned over the blanket.

I don't know how he did it. Maybe it's because he always likes to hold something while he sleeps, just like a baby likes to sleep in its mother's arms.

For example, Yukiko.

Take Jinghua for example.

For example, English.

and many more……

When the first rays of sunlight shone dimly into the bedroom through the curtains in the early morning, Lin Xiaofeng frowned slightly.

He is not sensitive to sunlight, but he is sensitive to smells.

Especially unfamiliar smells.

And the texture felt a bit strange for some reason.

In my daze, I felt a thick, coarse linen-like pajama set, with sleeves that only reached my elbows, and below that were my muscular yet slender forearms.

And those two white rabbits are different now; they're not as soft, but they're more elastic.

Lin Xiaofeng still didn't realize the seriousness of the problem. Until he felt his palm touch an incredibly smooth and plump...

"Nani!?"

Realizing something was wrong, Lin Xiaofeng suddenly opened his eyes, his slightly confused mind instantly clearing up.

In the hazy morning light, he saw that most of the woman's long, bright silver hair was spread out on the sheets, while the other half, like a thin blanket, covered her graceful, undulating body.

Curaçao lay curled up on her side by the bed, her long, dark eyelashes trembling slightly as her dreams shifted. In contrast, her slender yet firm forearms emerged from the sleeves of her white linen bathrobe, and beneath the bathrobe, her long legs, with their perfect golden curves, were crossed and unconsciously rubbing against each other.

Furthermore, since the bathrobe has a V-neck design and no buttons or zippers to fasten it, the shape of the bathrobe is secured by a belt around the waist, which is not very sturdy. As a result, the neckline becomes looser and looser with the changing posture and the passage of time, inadvertently revealing a deep and dark cleavage.

Good... Great...

Lin Xiaofeng sighed at the Creator, who could create things that were incredibly beautiful or incredibly ugly. The Conan world had no shortage of ugly old witches, and there was no shortage of beautiful women.

A slightly cool touch came from the palm of his right hand, pulling Lin Xiaofeng back to reality from his daze.

Curaçao was sleeping facing Lin Xiaofeng, and to prevent herself from slipping off the sofa, she held tightly to his waist. His hands...

He naturally leaned against her... her perfectly pert buttocks, gently supporting her to prevent her from slipping off the sofa.

"If this continues, I might lose control of the primordial power within me."

Lin Xiaofeng's rationality was evident in how he very carefully removed his right hand from Curaçao's buttocks, and then began to slowly pull his left hand out from under Curaçao.

This was a rather slow and difficult process. While a person's alertness decreases when asleep, that only applies to things like ambient temperature and smell. If something were moving beneath them, wouldn't they react completely? Besides, Curaçao was, after all, an elite assassin trained by Rum. It would be absurd if she lacked even this basic level of vigilance—

"Woo..."

Lin Xiaofeng's progress bar had just begun when Curaçao, still asleep, let out a soft, unconscious murmur, as if she was unhappy that something was about to leave her.

As if no longer content with curling up on the edge of the sofa, Curaçao closed her eyes, stretched out her arms, and took the initiative to roll over, directly pressing down on Lin Xiaofeng. At the same time, her beautiful long legs were raised high, like hooking onto a cushion and firmly resting on Lin Xiaofeng.

She practically lay on top of Lin Xiaofeng, and the distance between them instantly changed from gradually separating to being tightly pressed together again.

"I..." Lin Xiaofeng felt like he was about to explode.

After losing her memory, Curaçao had Lin Xiaofeng as her only companion, so it was only natural that she would develop an inexplicable and strong sense of trust in him. As for why she insisted on coming to squeeze in with Lin Xiaofeng in the middle of the night, it was because she lacked a sense of security.

Physical strength does not equate to an indestructible mind, let alone amnesia.

"Wake up, Curaçao, it's morning..."

Lin Xiaofeng called softly and gently, while poking at his cheek with her finger.

But Curaçao showed no signs of waking up. Instead, she hummed twice in a childish manner, and hugged Lin Xiaofeng even tighter, rubbing her head against his chest like a cat.

it's over...

A profound sense of despair began to grow in Lin Xiaofeng's heart; he could almost imagine what would happen next.

"Ah!" Curaçao suddenly felt the scorching heat of the dragon's body and woke up with a start, as if electrocuted. She was wearing the underwear Lin Xiaofeng had bought for her, and it was full of arousal. It was impossible for her not to have noticed Lin Xiaofeng. "Rye, are you trying to...eat me up? You're too...too hasty..."

Kulana abandoned her horse and rode on Lin Xiaofeng's back, their fingers touching, she was extremely shy. In Kulana's mind, she and Lin Xiaofeng hadn't officially started dating yet, and in fact, they hadn't.

Lin Xiaofeng wanted to cry but had no tears. He was innocent, okay?

"That's not how it is... Curaçao, you're pressing down on me."

"what!!!"

Curaçao suddenly realized that she herself was the culprit.

"Yeah, sorry!"

Curaçao suddenly sprang away from Lin Xiaofeng.

353. Taking the wives of the organization on a trip to Singapore.

In the afternoon, the organization's cadres gathered at the Mihana Iroha Sushi Restaurant for dinner.

Chef Rum personally makes sushi for his subordinates.

The subordinates, filled with gratitude, savored the sushi prepared by Rum, the organization's second-in-command and cook.

Not only Lin Xiaofeng and Curaçao, but also Vermouth, Bourbon, Calvados, Kiel, Cohen, Ireland, Chianti, Veslin... all the organization cadres who were still in Tokyo came.

Lin Xiaofeng noticed a problem: where did Gin and vodka go?

Of course, it wasn't just Lin Xiaofeng who noticed this problem; others did too.

However, no one asked any questions, waiting for Rum to speak up. It seemed that he had called everyone here for this very purpose.

Once all the sushi was prepared and served, Rum walked up to everyone and announced the whereabouts of Gin and vodka.

“The organization has business plans to expand into Africa, which is still a blue ocean market. So, after careful consideration, the BOSS and I sent Gin and Vodka, two of the organization’s key personnel.”

Lin Xiaofeng couldn't help but complain, "Rum, you didn't send Gin and Vodka to Africa to dig for gold, did you?"

"We do have this plan. After all, the organization's research projects require a lot of money, and we do have this idea of ​​developing gold mining operations."

Despite what Rum said, Lin Xiaofeng felt that Gin and Vodka's dispatch to Africa was probably related to yesterday's list.

The others didn't quite understand Rum's explanation either. However, no one asked any further questions; no one here would miss Gin and Vodka, and everyone was simply happy about their departure.

Vermouth, resting her chin on her hand, asked, "So, Rum, did you call everyone here to announce who will replace Gin?"

Rum nodded: "That's right. Gin is in charge of the security captain position. The job of this position is mainly to eliminate spies within the organization. However... Gin has lost quite a few people in the organization over the long term, and we don't know if these people are actually spies. Anyway, this position is vacant. Everyone, please recommend someone to replace Gin."

Curaçao immediately raised her hand and recommended, "I recommend rye!"

Rum nodded in agreement. He actually thought that the black wheat in the temple was not bad. As the number one detective in Tokyo, catching the traitor would be a piece of cake.

"Curaçao, your recommendation of rye is fine. But I've been wanting to ask, what's the meaning behind your bunny girl outfit?"

Curaçao said with a smile, "Rye said that wearing this tight-fitting outfit is more suitable for movement. And pretending to be cute can lull the enemy into a false sense of security."

"Really?" Rum frowned, sensing that Curaçao seemed a bit off, but he wondered what was wrong with her.

Cohen suddenly spoke up, interrupting Rum's doubts: "I recommend Ireland."

"Hmm...very good, Ireland."

Rum nodded, then glanced at everyone: "Are there any other candidates?"

"Even if you don't recommend others, you can recommend yourself."

Seeing that no one had any other opinions, Rum began to vote.

The candidates were Rye and Ireland, so these two didn't need to vote. Then everyone else, including Rum, voted anonymously.

In the end, Lin Xiaofeng received seven votes, and Ireland received two votes.

"The results are in. Rye is the next security captain to succeed Gin." Rum stared at Lin Xiaofeng with his one eye, like a venomous snake. "Rye, what do you think?"

"As for me... I can take over as the security captain. However, I'm usually very busy with my studies and cases, so I need someone to assist me."

Who do you want to assist you?

"Curaçao!"

When Curaçao heard that Lin Xiaofeng needed her, her eyes lit up with hearts.

Rum's expression shifted slightly. "Curaçao is his most trusted lieutenant," he thought, feeling a pang of reluctance as he gave him to Lin Xiaofeng. It was undeniable that Curaçao was the organization's top assassin; was he really going to give him to Lin Xiaofeng just like that?

"What? Rum, you can't bear to part with Curaçao?"

Rye smiled gently.

Rum was really reluctant to part with him, but then he thought that Rye had only recently joined the organization, so he wasn't entirely at ease with him. It would be a good thing to have Curaçao keep an eye on Lin Xiaofeng.

“No.” Rum forced an ugly smile. “Curaçao is an assassin I trained myself. I trust her completely. The fact that you took a liking to her shows that you have good taste, Rye.”

"Curaçao!"

"Yes."

"From now on, you will stay by Rye's side and assist him in his work."

"Yes!"

Curaçao couldn't help but burst into laughter.

Vermouth and Gil frowned deeply, probably because they were about to have another good friend.

Immediately after the election, Lin Xiaofeng received a new assignment.

It wasn't entirely a mission; it also included publicly funded travel.