Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

Suddenly, he felt a weight lying on his body, as well as the long flowing black hair and the charming sleeping face that came into view.

Fei Yingli was lying on her side on the side of the bed, her pillow resting on her bosom.

It seemed that he was aware of the movement, so he blinked the crystal eyes under the sinus eyebrows of emotion, and the boy's appearance was reflected at the first sight.

"Mother, did I sleep late?"

Blinded by the sunlight, Gongsheng watched the beauty in front of him slowly get up, still wearing home clothes, but a little wrinkled from falling asleep, and the hair around her ears was scattered.

It seems that the mother straightened herself up, and then covered the quilt.

It seems that he hasn't left all morning, just lying on his side by the bed, waiting for himself.

Now time, one o'clock in the afternoon on Sunday.

Chapter 48. Here Comes the Godmother

"Are you awake, do you need to rest for a while?"

Fei Yingli still had some remaining tiredness, and was not very keen on getting up.

She lazily supported half of her body, her long hair covered her charming and mature face, and she attached herself to the boy in front of her.

"No, it's time for me to get up and prepare lunch for my mother."

I'm really tired, but that's not the reason to stay in bed until now.

The normal function of the body has been restored, supporting the figure, slowly getting up, crawling over Feiyingli, and then going down to the floor to change into shoes.

"Sorry, I tried to make a little at noon, trying to prepare my son's lunch, but I messed up again."

The mother just rested on the corner of the pillow and said in a low voice.

Gongsheng bent down, supported the back of Fei Yingli's head with his hands, then pulled his pillow down, and then flipped the quilt with his fingers to cover his recently plump body.

Fearing that she would feel cold, she picked up the cotton coat from the back of the chair behind her and put the collar on her mother's shoulders to cover it.

It was carefully covered along the corners, while the fingers were caught, the jade fat protruding from the quilt, and there was a wound tied with tape on it, a fresh wound just left.

"The queen mother still tried it?"

Gongsheng looked at the curled curve that appeared on the quilt,

"Well, mom's cooking is terrible, sorry."

With a slight force on her arm, Fei Yingli grabbed the cup full of orchid fragrance and covered herself.

Feeling a warm hand press on his forehead, and then let go.

Fei Yingli moved slightly inward, getting closer to the place where the boy was sleeping just now, her closed eyes only received the faint sunlight through the screen window, and the tip of her nose was in the area where the orchid fragrance was the strongest and the residual temperature was the highest.

Lazily, choose a comfortable and safe position, and then purr evenly.

"It's okay, my mother has given me the most delicious food in the world, and I will leave all the cooking to my son."

Gently laying on the back, I felt my mother fall asleep.

Leaving the room and walking to the living room, the dining table is covered with three plates of black indescribable things, which seem to be able to stretch out tentacles, containing the most real grayness in the world.

Fei Yingli got food poisoning after just one bite, but what about the cat?

The male student turned his head and looked at the position of the cat's nest. There was a cute Russian blue cat standing there.

The four feet are vertically facing the sky, the back is leaning against the floor, and the upturned head is foaming.

And in the cat bowl is an indescribably small fish fillet.

"Do you dare to eat the food she cooks?"

"Meow~~" Gulu let out a miserable cry.

……

It seems that nothing important happened this Sunday.

Kudo Shinji, as originally planned, watched "The Collection of Sherlock Holmes" overnight, from both Holmes and Moriarty falling into the waterfall in "The Last Case", to Holmes reappearing in front of the world in "The Empty House".

The amazing and psychedelic world of the novel is more lingering than the reality. Turning over every page is a kind of mental stimulation, enjoying the pleasure of crazily squeezing out brain cells.

Mori Kogoro stayed in the mahjong room all night. After his daughter moved out, no one took care of Kogoro, and he seldom had time to go home.

Moreover, the owner of the mahjong room today is surprisingly good-tempered, and the smile on his brow has not disappeared overnight.

The card luck tonight is also very good. First, I lost a few million neon coins. I borrowed a little and then won back the money. When I was about to play again, my luck was a little bit worse. I lost again, borrowed money again, and I was lucky enough to win. pay back.

I only owed 300 million neon coins until I left. After all, mahjong is called mahjong when it comes back and forth. When I play tomorrow, my luck will be good again, and I will continue to win it back.

Mu Mushisan is also full of spring, although there is still some residual sleepiness from last night, but the whole night, the wife's repeated applause gave this middle-aged bald, fat and greasy uncle great confidence. After entering the police station, Takagi poured tea and Early in Chiba.

Not busy with anything, I just watched other colleagues busy, constantly working hard on the case of Anxi Global Real Estate to obtain high profits for the department.

Lean back in the office chair, move to the window, and enjoy the relaxation that is so precious because of the dormant period of death.

Today's hexagram --- the god of evil is dormant, there are no taboos, the god of wealth guards the house, everything is suitable.

Another peaceful day in Mihua Town.

Compared with most people who choose to rest, Chestnut Green is very busy.