Conan’s Guilty Points System

【Could it be that Xiaolan also... 】

She even knew how to hang up the phone. She was dizzy and distracted.

Yukiko came out of the kitchen, holding a plate of dishes, and looked at Fei Yingri strangely.

Concubine Yingri recovered and smiled at Yukiko: "It's okay, I just feel a little tired."

"Well, I heard that pregnant women are easily tired and lethargic. It's normal."

Yukiko walked into the kitchen again.

Fei Yingri sat on the sofa and turned to look at Heiji who was cooking in the kitchen, her beautiful eyes were complicated.

He sighed softly: "It's really an enemy."

Chapter 0550 Maori Kogoro Murder Case: Consolation!

Yukiko came out of the shower, wrapped in a bath towel, went straight to the living room, and sat beside Heiji.

"Where's Yingri?"

"She's tired, so go to bed first."

Heiji stretched his arms around Yukiko's slender waist, took her into his arms, lowered his head and kissed her sweet thin lips directly.

Yukiko was stunned for a moment, her fair arms hooked around his neck, and she fell into that boundless tenderness.

Yukiko was leaning against Heiji's arms, the bath towel had slipped, and the snow was shining.

Actually, she was still a little nervous about that kind of thing.

However, Fei Yingri's pregnancy gave her a sense of urgency.

Although not jealous, but very envious.

I don't want to wait any longer!

Heiji was stunned for a moment, then lowered his head and kissed her thin lips: "Are you really ready?"

Yuxizi nodded firmly: "Love me."

Beauty courtesies!

Heiji will naturally not be Liuxia Kei.

He suddenly picked up this flawless carcass and walked straight into the room.

Yukiko was lying on the bed, her beautiful eyes filled with a mist, waiting for the most important moment in her life.

Suddenly, the phone in the living room rang.

Heiji frowned, bowed his head and kissed Yukiko: "I'll be right back."

Yukiko curled up on the bed, her pretty face like a ripe red apple, she nodded shyly.

Fei Yingri had come out, wearing thin pajamas, and picked up the phone first.

"Who asked you to come out at this time?"

She gave him a helpless look, and then handed him the phone: "It's Xiaolan's."

Heiji looked up at the time, it was past eleven o'clock.

Pick up the phone, get on the phone.

"Heiji, hurry up and help me, woohoo~~"

As soon as the phone was connected, Xiaolan's whimpering cry came.

Fei Yingli's heart tightened, and she grabbed Heiji's arm suddenly, and a deep worry flashed in her beautiful eyes.

Heiji gently wrapped his arms around Fei Yingri's small waist.

"Xiao Lan, calm down, what happened?"

"My father killed him."

Heiji raised his brows sharply, a look of shock in his eyes.

Feiyingli was stunned for a moment.

At this moment, Yukiko came out wearing a wide shirt, her beautiful eyes filled with doubt: "What happened?"

Feiyingli walked to her side and spoke softly.

Yukiko's beautiful eyes glared suddenly: "Kogoro murdered? What's going on?"

Fei Yingri shook her head and looked at Heiji.

"Xiao Lan, what's the specific situation?"

Heiji frowned deeply.

"I don't know either. He went out after dinner and hasn't come back until now. I thought he was drunk, but I didn't expect the police officer Mumu to suddenly call and say that my father killed someone. Woohoo~~ ~”

The more she talked, the more sad she became. Xiaolan's hesitant cry came from the phone.

Feiyingli's beautiful eyes flashed with a strong cold light: "I drink and drink all day long, and I'll drink to death. Heiji, let Xiaolan come to me and ignore that bastard."

Yuxizi frowned, and gently held Fei Yingli's jade hand: "Don't be angry, be careful of hurting the fetus."

Immediately, he looked at Heiji and sighed softly.

"Heiji, come over there, Xiaolan needs you very much right now."

Although it is a bit regrettable, no one would have expected such a thing.

Heiji nodded: "Xiao Lan, where are you, I'll go right over."

"I'm at home."

"Wait for me at home."

Heiji hung up the phone and looked at Yukiko apologetically.

"You two go to bed first."

After speaking, he picked up a piece of clothing and left.