Conan: My Old Sister Maurilan

The driver in the front row looked excited, and saw a gentle and mature beauty walking to the door of the main driver, and another person who needed to be picked up for this trip was opposite.

"Okay, you can get here, you can get out of the car."

Shiho shouted in a cold voice, and at the same time opened the rear door, got out of the car, and sat in the co-pilot's seat again.

The dazed driver stood on the side of the road, while Akemi Miyano sat in the driver's seat and drove the vehicle away.

"idiot!"

Can't help shouting out a neon country curse.

Originally, I thought that the two beauties would sit in the back row, and I would look at some beautiful scenery from the rear mirror and listen to the pleasant voice. If I could interject a few dirty jokes, it would be a pleasure.

Now, he was directly kicked out of the car.

It's really a tool man, a tool man who throws away instantly after use.

Compared to the driver, Mingmei, the main driver, had a happy face, wearing flat shoes, and followed behind other traffic.

"Shiho, shall we go directly to the venue now?"

Mingmei's nature was a little high, and she asked the co-pilot's sister.

"Go straight."

I don't want to eat any food, and I can reduce the time to go to the toilet when I'm hungry, so Zhibao thought of saving energy.

Slight panda eyes paired with dead fish eyes squinting out the car window.

Try to meet one or two interesting things on this boring road.

"Let's go."

The indicator light in front of her turned from red to green, Mingmei urged the vehicle to start again, thinking about the front.

The more you go to the scene of the press conference, the greater the traffic flow, whether it is news work or members participating in the press conference, including the loyal fans of Fushahui Group.

After all, women's handbags of Fusa's style are among the top in the world, and they are the favorite of the upper-middle-class people. At the same time, the women's market is the main service target of the trading market.

You can even see the appearance of a high school student girl in the crowd, even if you hide in the uncle's arms, you have to drag her into the venue.

The two sisters were speechless for a moment.

At the press conference, on Fushahui's official counter, the older sister couldn't afford to buy one for the younger sister, and the younger sister couldn't afford to buy one for the older sister.

"Come on, sister, let's go shopping."

Taking the lead in breaking the silence, Zhibao put his hands behind his ears, pulling back his slightly longer bangs so as not to cover his eyeliner.

"Don't worry, wait for me."

Breaking the atmosphere, Mingmei was also infected with happiness when she saw the sunny appearance of her younger sister.

Shiho is an angel.

Looking at her spotless younger sister, Mingmei stepped on her slightly flamboyant red handbag, pulled her sister's arm from behind, and walked towards the venue together.

Walking among the sea of ​​people, the flow of people is so huge that they squeeze each other like dumplings.

The faces of the two sisters are like Atlantis in the sea, full of mystery and brilliance, just walking side by side attracts the attention of people around them.

The older sister's neon-style Yamato Nadeko is charming and mature, and the younger sister's mixed-race exotic style is combined with the soft beauty of Xizi.

From time to time someone wants to come up and try to say hello.

Unsuitable, with slight social phobia.

Appearing in an unfamiliar environment, feeling that everyone was looking at him with offensive eyes, Shiho took Mingmei's hand slightly harder, and leaned closer.

He observed the scene with his eyes, trying to face one stranger after another.

Obviously I can't remember everyone's faces, but I still want to see them

Suddenly, the backs of a boy and a girl walking side by side caught Shiho's eyes.

same as on tv

Although the lower face was not photographed, but the figure, body shape, state, and posture were all recorded. With years of experience in dissecting mice

"Sister, come with me."

When he found Mori, Shiho deviated from his original track in an instant, and instead of following the crowd to the venue, he followed the boy's back.

With his hands in his pockets, his face was as sunny as the sun, and the smile at the corner of his mouth was like the gentleness from a fairy tale.

Wearing a blue and white sweater, white casual shoes.

"Hey, sister, this is the front row counter, we"

Ready to look at the items on the booth, Mingmei was thinking about whether to choose a loan to buy a bag for her sister.

"That person is an insider. If we follow him, we may meet Kinoshita-sensei!"

Thinking of meeting the designer himself, Shiho felt more excited than buying a bag.

Brainstorm a little

The girl next to him should be 'Moori Ran', and the boy has the 'Maori Public Student' specially designed by Mr. Kinoshita, and then he is walking through the backstage channel that is gradually becoming less crowded.