Conan: The Master Behind the Scenes

Silent night.

In a corner of the dim Beika Park.

A black extended version of Lincoln sports car slowly stopped.

Through the rearview mirror, Shiraishi Takeshi saw Yumi Miyamoto holding her knees nervously with a panicked look on her face, leaning against the door, and huddled in the back seat of the car.

Shiraishi Takeshi's mouth curled up slightly, and he lowered the backrests of the front driver's seat and the front passenger seat.

Under Yumi Miyamoto's timid gaze, the two seats were lowered, and the entire car was like a double bed.

Shiraishi Takeshi stretched out his hand and gently hugged Yumi Miyamoto from the corner into his arms.

This little policewoman, who had never even experienced a real kiss, stiffened instantly. Her beautiful eyes were tightly closed, her little pink fists were clenched, and her pretty face was full of tension and fear.

""Yes... yes, yes!" Yumi Miyamoto's voice was so soft that it made people doubt whether she was really speaking again. At

12:10 p.m.,

Shiraishi Takeshi drove the car and sent Yumi Miyamoto, who was so exhausted that she could only let Shiraishi Takeshi hold her, back to the single apartment where she lived.

After taking a hot bath together, Shiraishi Takeshi fell asleep with Yumi Miyamoto in his arms.

The next day, in the morning,

Shiraishi Takeshi woke up early.

Looking at Yumi Miyamoto who was sleeping soundly in his arms like a kitten, Shiraishi Takeshi's mouth curled slightly. He got up gently and left the room, carefully. Wing closed the door and went to the kitchen.

It is actually very simple to capture a girl who has no emotional experience.

Every girl has an extraordinary impression of the man who took her virginity.

Secondly, no girl can refuse the affection of a warm man.

Shiraishi Takeshi opened the refrigerator, found some ingredients, and then started to stir-fry.

Half an hour later, a plate of golden egg fried rice for two people and a large cup of freshly squeezed soy milk were formed.

Shiraishi Takeshi gently brought the egg fried rice and soy milk to Yumi Miyamoto's room. At this time, Yumi Miyamoto had slowly woken up.

"Are you awake?"

Shiraishi Takeshi carefully placed the food on the bedside table, then gently sat down next to Miyamoto Yumi.

"Uh-huh……"Miyamoto Yumi was ashamed, and she stretched out her hands weakly, trying to pull the blanket to cover her completely white body.

But Shiraishi Takeshi hugged her into his arms. Now Shiraishi Takeshi sat on the edge of the bed, and Miyamoto Yumi sat on Shiraishi Takeshi's legs.

"ah——！！"Yumi Miyamoto exclaimed softly

"I've already seen it, what's there to be shy about!"

Bai Shiwu said, picking up the egg fried rice on the bedside table. He gently scooped a spoonful, put it to the corner of his mouth, blew a few times, and then put it to Miyamoto Yumi's mouth.

"Eat it! I've tried it, it tastes pretty good!" Bai Shiwu said softly.

"Um……"

Miyamoto Yumi nodded timidly, slightly opened her red little mouth, and ate it.

"Good boy, eat more. You must have been very tired yesterday!"

Shiraishi Takeshi gently bit Miyamoto Yumi's crystal earlobe and praised softly.

"Shiraishi

Takeshi noticed that when he mentioned that it was very hard last night, Miyamoto Yumi's already rosy face became even redder, just like a ripe red apple, making people want to take a bite.

"Come on, open your mouth, ah……"Shiraishi Takeshi scooped another spoonful and put it to her mouth. Miyamoto Yumi swallowed it very cooperatively.

After half of the plate was finished by her, Shiraishi Takeshi used the spoon she had used to quickly finish the remaining egg fried rice.

"Come on, be good, drink some soy milk……"Shiraishi Takeshi brought the soy milk to Miyamoto Yumi's mouth, and she cooperated and took a sip with the straw.

Everything looked so warm.

"Yes, yes, but……"Yumi Miyamoto murmured weakly

"I have just used your mobile phone to ask for leave for you! Have a good rest at home. I don't want to hear that you are exhausted from work! Got it?" Bai Shiwu's tone became a little heavier, and he could not refuse.

"Yes, it is……"

Miyamoto Yumi fell weakly on the bed, looking at Bai Shiwu's departing back, her beautiful eyes became confused.

"Yumi, listen carefully, you are my woman now!" Bai Shiwu said this very seriously at the door, then closed the door and left.