NOVEL NEXT Chapter 251 Who knows?
There was a little snowman sitting between the two high school girls, and the three of them looked at the sofa opposite with confused and doubtful eyes.
On the couch, the originally elegant and gentle sickly man hugged a blanket, pressed his face on the assistant's shoulder, and whispered something.
If you listen carefully, your hair will stand on end instantly.
"No kids."
"How can I play with children when I'm in such bad health?"
"Mr. Amuro won't be able to see me when I'm so exhausted."
"Well, should I make arrangements for my funeral arrangements after my accident?"
"Such as sending a certain canary to accompany me? For example, sending a certain little corgi to accompany me?"
"It makes sense, I'll think about it now."
Yuanzi lowered his eyes and looked at Conan, who was sitting next to him solemnly and silent, and finally couldn't help but say, "Conan, look at the psychological shadow your disobedience has left on brother Tang Mu. I want to take care of you." He even thought about his future affairs.”
Conan: ...
Is this your own problem?
Isn't this because Tang Muqing's imagination is too developed?
But that's right, if Tang Muqing didn't have a good imagination, he probably wouldn't be in his current position.
Conan held his chin in his hands, thinking very melancholy.
It seems that I am disliked by Brother Tangmu, but it must not be that I dislike Kudou Shinichi. Maybe it is because I am a child now?
Many adults don’t like to deal with children, yes, that must be the case!
Tang Muqing and Jiang Guling whispered something, and the police officers around them came in and out, seeming to be very busy.
Xiaolan rubbed Conan's head and said to Tang Muqing, "Yuanzi is joking, I can take care of Conan."
Tang Muqing:...
Why is it so official?
Tang Muqing raised his eyes slightly, looking from Xiaolan to Conan, and then to Yuanzi.
He thought for a while, "How do high school students take care of children? I, an unmarried man with no experience in taking care of children, don't know how to take care of children. How about... hire a nanny?"
Having said this, Tang Muqing pondered for a moment and nodded, "There should be servants at Yuanzi's house, and there are also servants at my house. Why don't we find a nanny who is suitable for taking care of children? By the way, we can also help Xiaolan make some dinner and lunch at Xiaolan's house, so that Xiaolan won't have to worry about it." Waste time on this kind of thing every day.”
Xiaolan:......
Xiaolan looked up at Tang Muqing and opened her mouth, "I...I don't think this is a waste of time..."
"How could it be?" Tang Muqing thought this method was very good, and smiled with his eyes bent, "When you are sixteen or seventeen years old, you should go shopping with friends, study in class, and participate in some extracurricular activities. You are young, so why should you do this? What about doing these trivial housework?”
"If you marry a man who doesn't care about anything in the future, you will have to do housework for decades, why bother to be busy now?" Tang Muqing looked directly at Xiaolan and said calmly: "If you marry a wealthy family, naturally a nanny will do these things. , why waste time? Oh, by the way..."
Tang Muqing paused and continued: "If you follow my bad example and stay busy at work all your life and you will not have a family, then doesn't Xiaolan believe that she can earn the little money to hire a servant? "
Xiaolan:……,
That makes sense, but why do I always feel like something is not quite right?
It seems like something has been overlooked naturally?
Conan raised his head and looked at Xiaolan with shocked eyes, feeling overwhelmed with emotion.
What about yourself? !
Did Xiaolan neglect herself?
"That makes sense."
On the side, Sonoko, who had been silent, nodded thoughtfully, and seemed to agree, "But Xiaolan and Kudo Shinichi-"
Before he finished speaking, Tang Muqing raised his hand slightly.
Sonoko:......
Sonoko shut up and stay quiet.
I don't know why, even though Tang Muqing is only a few years older than her sister, I always feel that Tang Muqing's gentle temperament is more irrefutable.
"So what? Kudo Shinichi, a young detective who is so famous, can't afford a nanny in the future? Why should the housework be left to his partner?" Tang Muqing seemed to be unfazed and sneered before speaking, "Originally, the two Our childhood sweethearts just had to express their feelings, and now one of them has left, and the other one has to stay and keep the holiday? With all due respect, in the past two hundred years, I have only seen widows keeping the holiday."
Xiaolan's cheeks were a little hot. Although she felt that Tang Muqing was right, she still felt that something was not right.
"Xiaolan, don't stay where you are and wait, it's useless." Tang Muqing looked at Xiaolan and sighed in his heart before digging up the memory of taking care of his sister, and said sincerely, "You grow up, whether he loves you or not, Give him a smile when he's happy, and let him go if he's not happy. Your mood and feelings are the most important, do you understand?"
Xiaolan lowered her head, and Yuanzi also moved his eyes to Xiaolan, his eyes full of worry.
It's nice to have childhood sweethearts, but...
Tang Muqing stood up, glanced at Jiang Guling, and then walked toward the kitchen.
Falling Valley Zero:! ! !
Going into the kitchen again? !
Jianggu Ling followed quickly, and after turning a corner, he saw Tang Muqing pushing open the terrace door, sitting at the small table outside, and slowly took out the cigarette case from his arms and opened it.
"Unhappy?" Rei Fukutani raised his eyebrows and asked doubtfully, "You seemed to be... making the relationship of the child named Kudo Shinichi a little more difficult just now?"
"As I get older, I can't bear to see children who are similar to my younger brothers and sisters. I want to make some suggestions." Tang Muqing chewed on his cigarette, touched his pocket and waved to Jiang Guling, raising his hand when the other party approached. Touching Jiang Guling's pocket, he said with some emotion in his tone, "Besides, I really want to see the crematorium for chasing my wife, oh, she's not my wife yet."
"Can you catch me in the end?"
Jiang Guling stood beside Tang Muqing, staring down at the hair on Tang Muqing's head.
Tang Muqing touched the match and wiped it quietly.
The sparks flickered, and the dim light illuminated the man's delicate profile. There was an inexplicable smile in his lowered eyes, and his crow-feather eyelashes covered his light brown eyes.
"Then who knows."
"It depends on my mood."