After the World of Conan is Full of Bad Luck

Facing the questioning from the Muki police department outside the door, Matsuda Jinping with a sullen face inside the door, Amamiya Qianxue sighed deeply in her heart.

In any case, the situation must be stabilized first.

She first gestured to Matsuda Jinping to stay silent, then turned her head angrily and said nothing.

"Mumu Police Department! What's the matter?" Put on a full of vitality.

"You really are inside, Chitanda, why did you lock the door? And have you seen Officer Matsuda?"

"Ah ah?? Did I lock it? I felt that the shoes didn't fit very well, so I just found a room and tried to fix it. I didn't expect to subconsciously..., I'm sorry, I'll come out after I fix it!! Also There is Matsuda-senpai...I didn't see it."

"That's it, you can do it. I'll go to the rooftop to find him. I don't know if the last report has been corrected."

The police department said, the footsteps gradually faded away, making Amamiya Qianxue let out a long sigh.

"Okay, hurry out." Amamiya Qianxue pushed him to leave.

He shook his head with a half-strong gesture, "No, you have to promise me to deal with the wound first."

The dark gray suit reflected a little blood, and he was full of irritability.

“…”

"What are you doing!" Matsuda Jinping was stunned, and he didn't even react when the opponent broke free.

"Treat the wound."

Matsuda Jinpei, whose face was blushing like boiled shrimp, was about to turn his back, but was shocked by the wound that rolled over with flesh and blood.

The soft gauze is wrapped around the waist up, near the ribs. There was a smear of blood on it.

After removing the gauze, there was a scratch of about five centimeters, which was not too formal.

Amamiya Qianxue bit the hem of her shirt and muttered vaguely: "Ah, it really cracked."

"It hurts."

A sound like the wind and a sigh.

It appears to be a recent wound, no more than five days old, and such a lame suture must not be handled properly.

The slight breath sprayed on the skin of the waist and abdomen, making Qianxue Amamiya feel a tingling and itching.

For a while, she couldn't tell whether it was caused by the wound healing and growing, or something else.

Matsuda Jinping pulled the gauze and handkerchief, and knelt on the ground to give her a simple treatment.

There seemed to be all kinds of emotions suppressed in his eyes, like the sea before a storm.

But the movements are extremely gentle and nuanced.

"Thank you." Amamiya Qianxue whispered.

"Don't you really want to be known?" Ignoring the rest, he asked a nonsense question.

But Amamiya Qianxue reacted instantly, it was a matter of identity.

She nodded, "Yes."

"You hope I don't know you well, or that I don't know you." Calm and gentle words.

He was wrapped with gauze around him, his waist was soft, and his flesh was trapped in his palms with rough and thin calluses, which had a smooth and soft feeling.

Let him have the thought of letting go.

Amamiya Qianxue lightly placed her hand on her slightly curly black hair, rubbed it lightly, and said after a while, "Well, so I'm sorry."

"I can promise you."

Like stars falling into clouds.

"What?" She tilted her head and muttered.

She always felt that something was wrong with her ears.

"I said, I can promise you, you can pretend to be a cold senior or whatever, you can do whatever you want, I just hope you don't leave me again, don't get hurt again."

An indescribable sense of security fills that heart up.

She used a little strength in her hand, motioning for the half-kneeling person to stand up.

"I prefer that to being condescending."

Just like in the tram a few years ago, Matsuda Jinping's soft fabric was attached to her side face, and the shallow breathing could bring the fabric up and down.

The body in his arms froze, struggling to raise his face, "What are you talking about..."

"Cohabitation."

"You say it again!??"

"Cohabitation."

"Are you crazy?" Amamiya Qianxue raised her eyebrows in surprise, didn't she say she wanted to pretend? Why did you suddenly mention cohabitation? It's not right at all, this step is too fast...

Matsuda Jinping had a serious face and said earnestly, "I'm serious."

"But, it wasn't..." Before Amamiya Qianxue finished speaking, she was cut off halfway.

"Pretending in front of people and living together are not at all conflicting."

No conflict? ?

"Look, living with me has many advantages, such as having fresh meals every day, you don't have to eat those unnutritious things, and when the day and night are reversed and fatigued, I still I can take care of you, and another example, if there is an emergency, I can help you and protect you as soon as possible. Not only that, I can also take care of the housework, how about it, do you want to consider it? "

He said softly, listing the advantages of living with him one by one.

Matsuda Jinhei knew that those benefits were indeed real, but the monopoly desire to tie her to him and not let her leave was also real.

He couldn't tell which was more.

The corners of Amamiya Qianxue's mouth twitched slightly, but in such a situation, why does she feel a little sense of sight?

During the day we are not very familiar seniors, and at night we go home and live in the same house.

What is this celebrity hidden marriage script? ? ?

"No, I can't." She shook her head, struggled away from her arms, and firmly refuted the proposal of "celebrity marriage".

Matsuda Jinping frowned slightly, "Then I usually can't help it."

"Huh??" Amamiya Qianxue was stunned.

"I've been pretending to be an unfamiliar senior with the girl I like about to go crazy. I think it's too difficult. Can anyone really do it??"

Then Matsuda Jinping bent down slightly, buried his head in the girl's neck, rubbed it twice, and muttered in a sullen voice: "I can't do it, I really can't do it. arrive."

Did he study with Hagihara? ?

Amamiya Qianxue spoke with great difficulty, "Who taught you this?"

To tell the truth, Amamiya Qianxue had a bit of guilt and a love that was almost overflowing, and the rejection of Matsuda had already given her a very headache.

"No one taught me, let's live together, okay?"

Matsuda Jinhei peeked at Amamiya Chiyuki who was full of embarrassment.

I don't know if Hagi is so soft and coquettish.

Amamiya Qianxue is at war between heaven and man, and her thoughts are confused.

There are many things to do at hand. If you choose to live together, Matsuda will inevitably be involved, which is too dangerous.

Things about the organization and the will of the world are like two stones pressing on her heart, making her breathless.

Seeing that the other party had not responded for a long time, Matsuda Jinping picked up a strand of hair in his hand, and put it on his fingertips and slowly rubbed it, "I know you are doing very troublesome and dangerous things, and I do all those things. I know. I also know you want to protect you, but I also want to protect you."

"How much do you know?"

He raised his head and pressed his lips to his ear, hot and soft, Matsuda Jinping whispered the name of the wine.

He raised his eyebrows and bit down lightly.

The kiss was not deepened any further, because the other party's eyes were surging.

"He told you?" Amamiya Qianxue frowned.

Matsuda Jinping nodded, "Yes, so let's live together."

Rightening Matsuda Jinhei's shoulders, Amamiya Chiyuki thought while wearing a suit jacket, she absolutely didn't want the other party to join in, but since they all stepped in, there was nothing else she could do.

Matsuda Jinhei stood still and nodded.

"First: You must ensure a cold relationship between seniors and seniors in front of everyone, everyone. Second: You are not allowed to investigate privately, absolutely not. Third: Please repeat the above two points recite."

He thought what the three chapters of the contract would be, but it turned out to be some regulations to protect his safety?

Amamiya Qianxue glared at him dissatisfied, as if she was very unhappy that the other party called her "idiot", she waved her hand and said, "I'll go out first, otherwise the Mumu Police Department will not be able to explain."

She raised her eyebrows and didn't bother to pay attention. Sato Miwako was also used to it, and began to introduce various workflows to her new colleagues.

Matsuda Jinping put his hands in his pockets, and looked at the two people who were chatting happily.

He originally planned to move to Amemiya in two days, but decided to leave after get off work today.