A leisurely day of signing in at Mihua

The season is here and the lilies are blooming.

Cao Mou sniffed the fragrance of lilies and sighed in his heart, the fragrance of the flowers smelled so moist.

I don’t know if Matsumoto Kiyonaga did it on purpose, but he didn’t come back after leaving yesterday.

He left his daughter and Cao Mou alone for a day.

Maybe I want to hold my granddaughter. who cares.

Anyway, Cao Mou wants to call him the best father-in-law.

"Sayuri, you are always welcome to stay at my house."

Sayuri Matsumoto waved her hand tiredly.

"Next time, next time for sure, I'm so tired."

Cao Mou gently stroked Sayuri's face.

"There is food on the table outside. Remember to eat it. It will restore your strength."

""Okay."

After hearing the answer, Cao Mou took care of everything. Before leaving, Cao Mou asked Xiao Baihe to pass on a message.

"Um? What words"

"Say hello to my father-in-law for me, hehe"

……

Cao Mou drove the car that came from the embassy and parked downstairs of the Maori Detective Agency and waited quietly.

At this time, Conan sat on the chair with a bored look on his face, watching Mao Lilan struggling to choose clothes.

"I said, Sister Xiaolan, it's just an afternoon tea party, don't worry too much about what to wear."

Seeing Mao Lilan indifferent and taking clothes upstairs, Conan could only support his chin with his hand and look around.

Speaking of which, it seems that my uncle has taken on a case of stalking a mistress?

This is too cheap.

"What do you know, little brat? Am I going to give in because of this 100,000 yuan? I am only responsible for my clients!"

Haha, haha.

Thinking of Maori Kogoro's retort, Conan couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.

When Conan recalled, Maori Lan had already dressed up.

She was wearing a white long dress with a pink jacket on top to cover her exposed breasts. With her snow-white shoulders and light makeup on her face, she looked young and beautiful.

Xiaolan was so well-dressed, so she couldn't be bringing Auntie Fei with her. She was just too happy.

?

How is it possible that this great god can be invited to a small tea party?

If Cao Mou can go, I will eat the computer screen on the spot...

Conan followed Mao Lilan with his head in his hands. He was still making a bet when he went downstairs, but he was slapped in the face the next second. Yes.

He saw Cao Mou.

"Hi Xiaolan, I'm here to pick you up."

Mao Lilan's eyes flashed with happiness, but she said apologetically.

"Sorry, Cao Mou, for keeping you waiting."

"No, I just arrived too. Get in the car."

Cao Mou opened the back seat door and made an invitation.

"good."

Conan: I shouldn't be in the car, should be under the car?

Moreover, when did the relationship between these two people become so good!

Seeing that the two of them seemed to ignore him, Conan was almost dumbfounded.

Forget it, still Let's go see what Moritani Teiji is up to. I'm so curious.

Ignoring his own strangeness, Conan followed him and got into the car.

If he hadn't taken the medicine twice, there would be no doubt that Conan would have jumped out of his skin. Unfortunately, Conan only wants to satisfy his curiosity now.

While driving the car, Cao Mou chatted with Mao Lilan.

"By the way, why didn’t Uncle Maori come?"

"uncle…"

"My dad went out to handle a case"

"Look, it seems that the uncle is very dedicated to his work."

"big…"

"That’s right, my dad was originally going to come, but he decided to work after receiving the case."

You are completely ignoring me, right?

Come on, I'd better look at the scenery.

Seeing that he couldn't get anything to say, Conan looked out the window.

Seeing Conan being forced to look at the scenery, Cao Mou was very happy.

"Hey, Conan, what's wrong? You don't seem to be in good spirits."

"That's right, Conan, just say it if you feel uncomfortable."

Conan: Damn it...

Even though he was speechless for a while, Conan still had to say with a pinched voice.

"Ah, it’s nothing, I’m just a little bored on the road."

"I see."

After learning that Conan was fine, the two turned around and started chatting happily again.

At this moment, Conan just felt that he seemed redundant, like a light bulb of several hundred watts.