Conan: The Strongest Suspect

In the morning, looking at Yukiko who went to take a bath, Chen Yang sighed and came to the dining table to wait for Yukiko to eat breakfast together.

Yesterday night, Yukiko said that he was afraid, and he could only stay for the night,

Nothing happened, just pure concern between friends.

However, Chen Yang found that he still underestimated women bathing too much.

Especially beautiful women.

Half an hour has passed, and there is no movement.

As a last resort, Chen Yang ate it himself, and when he finished eating, Yukiko wiped his wet hair and dressed and came out.

“How did it take so long.”

Seeing Yukiko come out, Chen Yang took the initiative to follow and said.

Yukiko glared at Chen Yang, looking like a beautiful woman taking a bath and you still have an opinion.

Chen Yang was speechless, and could only say that there was no problem.

Picking up the hair dryer, Chen Yang volunteered: “Come, hair.” ”

“Will you?”

Yukiko looked at Chen Yang suspiciously.

Women’s hair can be different from men’s, blowing the same, people who can’t blow, can blow women’s hair to knots.

“What’s so hard about blowing hair.”

Chen Yang said disdainfully, if the system gives a blowing skill again, it will definitely blow your doubts about life.

Well, this blow is not the other blow, don’t get me wrong.

“I can’t see it, you’re still an all-around little prince.”

Yukiko did not refuse, squinting and enjoying the feeling of being taken care of. _

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