Detective Conan: The Literary Genius is Actually a Great Scientist

When men and women with heightened desire meet, it's like dry wood meeting a raging fire—it ignites instantly, burning away the barriers of reason and threatening to unleash a long-suppressed torrent.

Lin Ran's large hand rubbed back and forth on the little maid's smooth back. At a certain moment, his fingertip gently flicked her skin, and the pride that had been restrained for so long jumped out with joy.

Mingmei instinctively leaned forward, her soft body pressed tightly against his chest, having just escaped to get some fresh air only to be forced back down.

Pride is not necessarily great, and greatness is not necessarily strong.

However, sometimes these characteristics can be compatible with each other and each have its own advantages.

Feeling the warmth against his chest, Lin Ran squinted contentedly, his large hand no longer satisfied with the small gain before him, wanting to achieve greater results.

"Waaah..."

"Click".

Accompanied by a soft, broken sob, the large hand quietly ascended, ready to conquer and seize territory, when the sound of a door lock turning came from the entrance downstairs.

Immediately following were the soft sounds of shoes being taken off and placed away, and a familiar, slightly cool voice:

"I'm back."

It's Ai.

The sound wasn't loud, but it poured cold water on the couple in the study who were almost completely consumed by lust.

Lin Ran paused, her return was perfectly timed.

He raised his head, his lips leaving the patch of snow-white skin on Mingmei's neck that he had bitten until it was red. He took a deep breath, feeling both amused and exasperated, and forced himself to regain a sliver of clarity.

He looked down at the little maid in his arms, whose eyes were glazed over.

Mingmei, of course, heard her sister's voice as well. Her misty eyes widened instantly, a hint of panic flashing across them, which was then replaced by a stronger, complex emotion that mixed shyness, annoyance, and a sense of unfulfilled enjoyment.

They came back at the worst possible time.

Their eyes met at a very close distance.

Lin Ran stared into Ming Mei's beautiful eyes, at the watery light and the lingering blush in them. Their breaths were still hot and intertwined, and neither of them spoke.

At one point, Lin Ran took his right hand from her chest, pinched her still flushed cheeks, smiled helplessly, and prepared to suppress the insatiable desire in his heart.

He's not that much of a jerk to bully his older sister in front of his younger sister.

Even though Mingmei's heartfelt confession just now indicated that she would always be his little maid, Lin Ran, filled with desire, still maintained respect for her and didn't want to embarrass her in front of her sister.

She is his little maid, and also his biggest anchor in the world.

Just as Lin Ran was about to withdraw her hand and take a cold shower to cool down, Mingmei suddenly moved.

She raised her arms, cupped Lin Ran's face in her hands, and gazed at him with her moist eyes, filled with an unprecedented firmness and affection, and softly said:

"Young master... carry me to the bedroom."

There was no hint of hesitation in the maid's eyes, only complete surrender and pleading.

Sister or something...

tonight……

For now, let's not disturb my sister's good time.

She didn't say those words aloud, but Lin Ran understood everything from her eyes.

Things shouldn't happen more than three times.

As a good young person of the new era, Lin Ran has always abided by the law that women's wishes must not be violated.

"Yes, my little maid."

As soon as he finished speaking, desire resurfaced in Lin Ran's eyes, even more intense than before. Without hesitation, he reached his arms through Mingmei's legs and back, and with a little effort, lifted the light-footed girl into his arms.

Mingmei reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, burying her burning cheeks in his firm chest, listening to the rapid and powerful heartbeat emanating from there, just like hers.

Lin Ran, his heart pounding with emotion, hugged her tightly, turned around, and strode out of the study, disappearing into the doorway of the master bedroom next door.

"Click."

With a soft click, the master bedroom door closed and locked.

From getting up, picking up, going out, going back inside, to locking the door, the whole set of actions was smooth and seamless, taking no more than ten seconds. If you hadn't practiced it dozens of times beforehand, no one would believe it.

Meanwhile, Ai downstairs was also wondering about it.

What about people?

The living room was brightly lit. Ai threw her schoolbag on the sofa, hugged her doll bodyguard, and walked around the first floor, but she didn't see her older sister or Lin Ran.

"In the study?"

Xiao Ai didn't pay much attention. At this time, Lin Ran was probably still reading and writing in the study, and her sister, the bed warmer, was probably accompanying her, adding fragrance to her writing, serving tea and water, and maybe even giving her a thoughtful shoulder massage.

She's never even enjoyed this kind of treatment before!

The tea-haired loli sighed and tiptoed to look at the dining table.

Fortunately.

Thankfully, her older sister hadn't completely "forgot her sister for the sake of beauty," and left her some dinner so she wouldn't go hungry.

Realizing that his sister still cared for him, Xiao Ai was in a great mood. He grabbed the young master's bodyguard and headed upstairs, intending to have his sister heat up his dinner and ask Lin Ran how he made the robot.

Second floor, inside the master bedroom.

The heavy curtains blocked out the moonlight and prying eyes.

In the darkness, the senses are amplified infinitely.

Gently placing the soft body in his arms on the bed, Lin Ran didn't turn on the light. With a quick movement, he pounced on her.

In the dim light, Lin Ran could see Mingmei's eyes, which shone brightly even in the darkness, staring at him intently, filled with trust, love, and an unspoken invitation.

The beautiful woman invited me, and I couldn't refuse her kind invitation.

Lin Ran leaned down and kissed her slightly parted, sweet-smelling red lips again. The woman cooperated by wrapping her arms around his neck, letting him greedily suckle, their lips mingling with blue and red.

The rustling sound of clothes moving in the darkness could be heard.

"Young Master..."

"Um?"

Lin Ran looked at the woman beneath him.

Mingmei tilted her head back and whispered in his ear, "Young Master Ran, will you not want a maid anymore in the future?"

"fool."

Lin Ran smiled, pressed her forehead against hers, and stared intently into her eyes, saying seriously, "How could your young master possibly bear to part with such an obedient and sensible little maid? No matter what, in this life or the next, you will always be my little maid, understand?"

"Um!"

Mingmei bit her lip, tears welling in her eyes, and nodded emphatically.

She raised her hand and touched Lin Ran's face, as if to remember this moment, then slowly closed her eyes to welcome her own sacred moment.

……

The night was deep, and spring was in full bloom in the master bedroom.

All sounds were swallowed up by the soft bedding and their intertwined breaths, and in this space, a symphony of passionate love, belonging only to the two of them, was played.

Good music always deserves applause.

As the concert reached its climax, and the soprano played her delicate and charming melody, enthusiastic applause filled the room.

The song ended.

Lin Ran held the soft, yielding maid in his arms, his fingertips gently tracing her hair, which was damp with sweat from her powerful singing as the lead singer: "Does it still hurt?"

Mingmei gently shook her head in his arms, burying her face deeper into the crook of his neck, greedily inhaling the boy's scent, her voice muffled: "It doesn't hurt... it's just... a little tired..."

Young Master Ran is amazing.

Completely different from what's portrayed on TV and in books, her young master is truly amazing in every way, to the point that she completely lost control of her singing voice just now, utterly ruining her image...

My voice is a little hoarse from singing.