"Hey, Xiaolan, what are you doing?"

"What I said is true. You can't control it. I can..."

"It hurts, it hurts, I know I was wrong, I won't dare to do it again, wuwuwuwu~~~~"

Xiaolan still had anger on her face, with one hand on her hips and a knife in the other, she said very unhappy: "Yuanzi, what exactly do you want to say?"

"You won't know the bond between me and Mr. Qin. I advise you to give up on this."

Yuanzi covered the big bump on his forehead, looking pitiful.

Explained: "It's okay if I'm wrong."

"I just want to tell you that the sweetness of the watermelon itself is the best, and there is no need to add salt at all."

"No salt?"

Xiaolan was stunned.

Fruits are too precious in Japan.

So they usually eat watermelon with salt.

Only in this way can you taste the most perfect taste.

But Yuanzi said so.

It certainly makes sense.

After all, she is the lady of the Suzuki Foundation.

Although he is usually careless, it is easy for people to overlook this identity.

But facts are facts.

Xiaolan glanced at the label, although it showed the ordinary price.

But the long string of blank spaces at the back is so unusual.

With a thoughtful look in her eyes, she asked directly: "How much does this watermelon cost?"

"what?"

Sonoko was stunned for a moment, then answered honestly: "This is a black watermelon. This year's auction price is 1.1 million yen."

"But for the auction, the one with the best quality will naturally be chosen, and there will definitely be a premium."

"The one you are holding in your hand should cost seven or eight hundred thousand at normal prices."

"Seven to eight hundred thousand?"

Xiaolan was stunned for a moment.

Her beautiful eyes were as wide as eggs.

It’s just a watermelon, but it’s seven to eight hundred thousand.

Are you sure you don't take her for a fool?

"Ahem, this watermelon is pretty cheap, and that bunch of grapes should cost almost a million a bunch."

"The really expensive one is the honeydew melon. If I read it correctly, it should be the Yubari honeydew melon, which is about five million."

Yuanzi pointed at the fruits and quoted prices one by one.

Xiaolan was almost numb when she heard it.

This may add up to tens of millions.

What kind of family can afford these things?

Looking at the garden.

Xiaolan suddenly realized, isn't there a regular food in front of her?

"You didn't lie to me?"

Xiaolan's expression was unusually serious.

Then, with great distress, he looked at the 800,000 pieces that had been cut open by him.

Yuanzi nodded hurriedly, fearing that a big bump would grow on the top of his head again.

But looking at Xiaolan's annoyed look.

She curled her lips subconsciously and said: "Actually, it doesn't matter whether you sprinkle it with salt or not. I just said it casually."

"It actually tastes just like that."

"I remember giving it to you before..."

Having said this, Yuanzi hurriedly shut up.

Although she is careless, she is not a fool.

The reason why I can become friends with Xiaolan is that they get along well.

On the other hand, she never let Xiaolan feel the class gap between the two.

Even if the exchange lunch box is provided, it is still normal food, and at best it is just a little more luxurious.

Occasionally mixed with some such luxury goods, Xiaolan has never discovered it.

Afraid that she would feel the gap.

Of course, there is nothing we can do about Versailles accidentally.

Xiaolan is already used to it.

"Yuanzi, I'm going out for a moment."

Xiaolan lost her composure and came to the office on the second floor carrying a freshly cut watermelon.

Qin Feng and Mouri Kogoro were chatting lively.

Of course, what they said was chatting was actually just listening to Kogoro Mouri bragging.

Qin Feng had already thought of a whole set of rhetoric.

But it was just the beginning, and Mouri Kogoro kept talking about baba bala.

He only needs to go in through his left ear and out through his right ear.

Just cater to her from time to time and make an expression.

to be frank.

If I hadn’t watched anime in my previous life.

Qin Feng really almost thought that Mouri Kogoro was a fool who only talked big words.

Of course he might actually be an idiot now.

He's just the kind of idiot who wakes up when stimulated.

Therefore, you cannot deal with Mouri Kogoro like Kudo Yusaku.

It's completely unnecessary.

"Xiaolan, you are finally here."

After talking for a long time, Mouri Kogoro felt his mouth was dry.

When I see a watermelon, I reach out and grab it.

"Sit back, this is for guests." Xiaolan scolded with a cold face.

"what the hell."

Mouri Kogoro muttered dissatisfiedly.

Although I complained, I didn’t go to get it again.

It can be seen that Xiaolan is still very intimidating under certain circumstances.

Qin Feng looked at the watermelon in front of him and Xiaolan's cautious movements.

I cursed in my mind.

Sure enough, he was afraid that something might happen. Yuanzi must be talking too much.

This forced him to not pretend at all.

"Qin Jun, I have something to tell you."

Xiaolan put down the watermelon with a serious look on her face.

Qin Feng could only shrug helplessly, nodded to Mouri Kogoro, walked out of the detective office on the second floor, and came to the corner of the third floor.

"Qin Jun, you..."

"Xiaolan, there's no need to say anything. Don't you know how much you hold in my heart?"

After saying that, he lowered his head directly.

Xiaolan's eyes suddenly widened and she felt breathless.

The pink fists clenched subconsciously.

[Ding, justice emotions are being collected, congratulations to the host for +1 justice points]

"Xiaolan, Xiaolan, is Qin Feng here with you?"

Kudo Shin's careless voice came from downstairs.

In an instant, the little angel, who had given up struggling, tensed up.

I was extremely panicked.

There was a pleading look in his watery eyes.

Qin Feng responded with a reassuring look.

Xiaolan felt relieved.

But I saw the footsteps downstairs getting closer and closer.

Still can't breathe fresh air.

The little angel became nervous again.

The palms of my hands were filled with beads of sweat.

Fortunately, with a click, Kudo Shinichi entered the office on the second floor directly.

Didn't come up at all.

And the little angel finally breathed fresh air.

She stared at Qin Feng quite shyly.

"Qin Jun, how could you..."

"Don't talk, I just want to tell you that you are the most important in my heart."

Xiaolan immediately lowered her head shyly and muttered: "Of course I know, but those things are too..."

"I won't say it anymore, I won't say it anymore, please don't..."

Seeing that he was about to be unable to breathe fresh air again, the little angel gave in instantly and looked pitiful.

Gudong......

A sound of swallowing came clearly from behind the two of them.

There seemed to be a faint clicking sound of the shutter.

Xiaolan was shocked. She turned around and saw that Yuanzi had opened the door on the third floor a crack for some reason.

He was looking out secretly.

Her throat was rolling, and there was a trace of saliva at the corner of her mouth, looking like a (slut) woman.

Little Langton felt ashamed and wanted to die with shame and anger.

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