Conan: Begins to collaborate with Miss Bayonetta and become famous

"Too greasy, you."

"Hold on to me and return to the way we were when we first met."

Vermouth threw the fragrant clothes into Baijiu's arms, leaned back and lay on the sofa, half raising her legs.

"You don't understand this."

"I'm doing this to add some fun to my boring life."

Baijiu shook his fingers, making a "tsk tsk" sound.

"Hurry up and put it on. Don't try to delay."

"It's just a short break these few days."

"You don't know how many tasks are waiting for you in the future."

"And I have some—."

"You're hungry, aren't you?"

Baijiu adjusted his clothes, came in front of her, and patted her belly gently with his hand.

“Just a little.”

She held a small mirror, tilted her face, applied lipstick, and pursed her lips.

"Today I want to eat text burnt."

"Just eat it. I won't control your diet."

"I mean."

"We're not going to a high-end restaurant."

"It's a small shop deep in the alley."

Baijiu bent down and traced the ends of her fragrant hair with his fingers.

His hands hung on her collarbone, his head slightly tilted, and their faces were pressed against each other.

Holding her little hand holding the mirror, I looked at the mirror narcissistically.

He deliberately lowered his voice and spoke in a magnetic and hoarse voice.

"There is a saying that goes like this."

“Fine restaurants serve noodles.”

“The food at the roadside shop is all about taste.”

After hearing this, Vermouth got goose bumps all over her body, and gusts of cold wind hit her back, biting her bones.

"Switch to a normal voice and speak properly."

She raised her finger, her eyes narrowed into slits, and pointed it at his forehead.

At that moment, she seemed to have thought of something, and she rolled her bright eyes and spoke in a joking tone.

"Please, Brother Yiyu."

Vermouth deliberately lowered her voice and hugged Baijiu's arm.

Her little pink and tender lips were pouted, and her face was pouty.

She acted coquettishly and looked pitiful on purpose, staring at the liquor.

"Brother, why don't you speak?"

"Stop! Stop! Stop!"

"Eh...it's so uncomfortable, you talking like that."

"It's totally inconsistent with your personality. The contrast is so strong."

Baijiu pulled his lips and deliberately showed a look of disgust.

In fact, he quite liked what Vermouth did just now.

The repeated calls of "brother" almost melted his heart.

That sweet voice just now was very healing.

No! Her expression and voice just now were just too cute.

I'll have to find a way to make her scream again later.

Recorded secretly when she was not around.

I quietly savored it at night.

"Now you understand how I felt just now."

Vermouth switched to a normal voice, put on a nonchalant expression, and her tone was much colder than usual.

"Looking at your expression, you seem to be enjoying it."

"Little brother."

Vermouth raised her eyes and pulled Baijiu's earlobe.

"I promised you that I won't learn it anymore."

"What are you not learning?"

“This sexy bubbly sound.”

Vermouth gasped and rolled her eyes.

"That's what I said."

"Don't teach me greasy behavior again in this life."

"Ok."

"Watch less short videos in the future. You've learned bad habits."

"correct."

Vermouth gave a wicked smile and bit her thumb lightly with her lips.

She stared at Baijiu with a teasing look, close to his ear.

Although the breath was warm, the tone was chilly and pierced straight into Baijiu's heart.

"Surprise inspection. I want to see what you usually brush."

When Baijiu heard this, his heart trembled.

Because the information that the recording is completed is still in the notification bar.

Vermouth took out Baijiu's cell phone, pulled the chair aside, patted the cushion, and spoke in a gentle tone.

"Sit down, you can look at my phone as you like."

"but!"

She deliberately raised her voice, frowned, and spoke seriously.

Naturally, he pointed the screen at his face and unlocked the screen.

“No photo albums!”

"Why? Is it because it's too exciting?"

Baijiu raised his eyebrows and said in a sly tone.

"Is there a photo of you in there?"

Baijiu made a deliberate "tsk" sound.

"Who would look at photos when there is reality?"

Vermouth clenched her fists and tapped Baijiu's ribs lightly.

"Don't worry about it."

Vermouth cleared her throat.

She took off her slippers, put her legs on Baijiu's knees, and lay on the back of the sofa.

"But." Vermouth's eyes narrowed into half-moon shapes.

"If you really want to see it, I can send it to you."

"When you miss me, it won't hurt to take a look at me."

Vermouth pursed her lips and twisted Baijiu's arm with her toes.

"I'm not a womanizer."

"But you want to force it on me."

"I can think about it and accept it with reluctance."

"After all, it's a token of your kindness."

Baijiu said seriously.

"You are a good thinker."

Baijiu roughly guessed the reason why he was not allowed to look at the photo album.

They must have taken a lot of ugly photos of him and were afraid that he would delete them.

"Then you are really good at enjoying yourself. Do you need me to give you a massage?"

"If you want to do it, I won't stop you."

"Shh!"

"Stop arguing, we have to eat soon."

Vermouth said with a frown.

Baijiu pressed his hands on her thighs.

What's the big deal? I'm tired of touching it. If you have the guts, wear it...

Baijiu raised her eyes and smiled foolishly. Shuran didn't know that she had already discovered the recording.

"Eh? Why are you still recording?"

"Little brother"

Baijiu Tactics leaned back, looked at her in disbelief, tilted his head slightly, and sucked in a breath of cold air.

A calm expression.

"recording?"

“What a niche word.”

"Did you accidentally touch it when we were playing around just now?"

"Don't give me that."

Vermouth poked Baijiu's face with her foot.

A strong smell of nail polish hit his nose, which was very pungent.

"Although a woman who acts like a spoiled child has the best fate."

"But in my life."

"I won't do anything like acting like a spoiled brat or being cute."

Vermouth folded her long legs, stood up from the sofa and sat cross-legged.

"Yi Yu, I didn't expect that, I didn't expect that."

"Your quirk is very unique."

"I deleted it for you."

"Delete it, I just feel it is very healing."

"Cure?" Vermouth pondered for a moment.

"Then I will talk to you alone every night."

She grabbed Baijiu's face and moved closer to her.

"Really?"

"Could what I said be false?"

"Then can you agree to my other request?"

Baijiu wanted to poke with two fingers.

Seize this opportunity to speak out in one fell swoop.

"Look at your malicious expression."

"What bad thoughts are you having again?"

"Can I cosplay for you? I can buy some clothes for you."

"Solve the clothing shortage."

"Cosplay what?"

"Doraemon, Pain, and Aoi Toudou."

"roll."

"Just kidding, just kidding."

"Give me your phone and I'll search it for you."

"Can't I use yours?"

Vermouth half-closed her eyes and noticed something.

"No, browsing history is my last fig leaf."

"If I really die someday."

"I did it the first thing before I died."

"It must be a recovery format."

"We must keep our innocence in the world."

"Okay, two people and one extra person."

"You have a girlfriend, so you still look at beautiful women, right?"

"It seems that you are usually very good at hiding."

Vermouth's face suddenly turned gloomy.

Keep pounding Baijiu's ribs.

This time, use more force than before.

"It hurts...it's all real damage..."

"It feels like there's some magic and burns involved."

"I don't want to bother with you anymore."

"Show it, show it."

Baijiu pinched Vermouth's shoulder.

"Don't wrong me."

"I hate being wronged the most."

"But after I showed you."

"Don't laugh at me......"

"Searching for..."

“It’s quite exciting.”