Ke Xue world is not scientific

"Yusuke, don't you tell me about your childhood?"

As the two walked, Haihara suddenly spoke.

Her gaze wandered nearby, and every place here made her curious.

It's not because of how luxurious the house is and how well designed.

It's just that she wants to "see" to make up some scenes from Yusuke Suzuki when she was a child and experience it herself.

"There's nothing to say," Yusuke Suzuki chuckled, "Actually, I've only been to many places here a few times."

"Don't worry, I'm a quiet child when I was young, and I don't have any mental pressure."

Haibara mourned: "..."

However, since Yusuke Suzuki said so, she stopped asking.

The two turned back to the hall after a while, and Yusuke Suzuki pointed in the direction, "From this side is my room." "

Well, go check it out?"

Haibara's face had a hint of blush under her mournful hair, and just walking around the house and giving her a walk was tired.

I must not live in such a big house in the future.

She made a decision in her heart.

The weather in London, England, is very pleasant now, it is early autumn, and the temperature is just 18°C.

Today she wears a khaki straight-leg trench coat with a knee-length hem, a white T-shirt underneath, flared jeans, and finally, a pair of small white shoes.

This outfit is very ordinary, but it can show that her figure is taller, and there is also a sense of sharpness in her temperament.

Haibara actually wants to change her hairstyle, but she will change it back when the trip is over, just think about it.

Yusuke Suzuki still led the way in front and led Haibara to his room.

Clean, tidy and minimalist.

This is the first impression of Haihara.

Although Wendy and Dale clean up the room on a daily basis, they will definitely not change the style of the room.

She stepped into the room, inexplicably feeling a kind of tranquility, even breathing much calmer, until she reached the window, she did not adapt to this feeling.

Haibara looked out the window, turned around and leaned against the table, his gaze fixed on Yusuke Suzuki's face.

She gently ruffled the hair around her ear and asked, "Didn't you play with toys when you were a child?" "

What's so fun about toys."

Yusuke Suzuki closed the door, picked up the picture frame and walked to his wife, handed it over, "It's gentle, right?"

Haibara took the frame and looked at it carefully.

This is a single photo.

The person in the photo is naturally Yusuke Suzuki's mother, who died early.

Blonde hair, blue eyes.

Very ordinary.

But appearance is not determined by these factors alone.

As for gentleness, there is no need for Yusuke Suzuki to say.

She could already feel it perfectly just by seeing the light smile in the photo.

It was a natural tenderness.

Without waiting for her to respond, Yusuke Suzuki suddenly took another step forward and picked her up and placed her on the table.

"Can't wait?"

Haihara gently placed the picture frame beside her, hooked her hands around the neck of the person in front of her, and she didn't have to adjust the position of her hairstyle without the nuisance of bangs.

Her face would have been well presented in front of Yusuke Suzuki's eyes.

A large hand slowly pressed down on her waist, and some hot air passed through her clothes.

And this heat seemed to be a spark rippling on the hay, and suddenly ignited the sentiment of Haihara's sadness.

"I want to take a good look at you."

Yusuke Suzuki's spare other hand clings to Haibara's cheek, and a soft and delicate touch spreads from his fingertips.

He felt that his wife's slightly dry, somewhat whitish lips needed to be moisturized.

"Duplicity..." Hearing

this, Haihara rolled his eyes.

It's just that this move is very feminine at the moment.

Yusuke Suzuki couldn't help but get a little closer.

Grab the waist.

Deep kisses.

The initiative shifts back and forth between the two.

Although it wasn't the first time they kissed, they were still jerky.

No skill, all feelings.

As soon as the kiss ended, Haibara blushed and gasped, reached out to push Yusuke Suzuki away, and shook his head repeatedly, "No, no, I'm going to be out of breath."

Yusuke Suzuki thought it was funny, and instead of intensifying, he went to the cabinet and took out the few photos he had as a child.

Then Haihara began to laugh.

Pointing at his picture is like reading some funny storybook.

"Yusuke, how can you be so cute when you were a child!"

Haibara's face once again appeared an expression that Yusuke Suzuki had never seen before, and a silver bell-like laughter echoed in the room.

No, I've seen it, but he forgot it somewhat.

The last time I saw it was many years ago, on his mother's face.

It feels a little weird....

What's wrong with the sudden difference?

Inexplicably a little embarrassed, he raised his hand and knocked on his wife's head, "Can you restrain yourself?" "

I'm sorry, sorry," Haibara tried to contain her smile but failed, and she shrunk the back of her neck as if begging for mercy, "But Yusuke is really cute, and I want to hug it and kiss it."

Suzuki Yusuke couldn't help sighing, now he really can't cure Haihara.

The two played around for a while before Wendy came knocking on the door.

"Young Master, come down to eat~

" "Got it."

Yusuke Suzuki replied and opened the door.

Then, the side faces of Wendy and Dail came into view.

"...,"

Wendy was the first to react, "I suddenly remembered that there was something I wasn't ready for. "

Just run.

Dai'er stuck out her tongue at Yusuke Suzuki, and then she was a little annoyed, "Young Master, why are you walking without sound!" "

Why is this still upside down?

Yusuke Suzuki gave Dai'er a brainstorm, "It's clear that you're eavesdropping, go downstairs." "

Oh..."

Dale stole another peek at Ashen Yuan, and took a step and ran away.

Dinner was only eaten by Yusuke Suzuki and Moi Haibara.

No way, this is the first time that Gray Plain Mourning has come to the door, and Wendy and Dail are not willing to go to the table no matter what.

The rules of etiquette are here, no way.

If there was only Yusuke Suzuki alone, the two of them would have eaten with the young master half-pushed.

After dinner, it is natural to take a walk.

Today's London does not have the terrifying smog of a hundred years ago, and the starry sky can be looked upon.

Haibara couldn't help but think of when he played the 'Cocoon' game before.

At that time, Yusuke Suzuki was shot out of the game by Colonel Monlang, and she thought about leaving a child or something....

A little blushing, she couldn't help but continue to think.

The future family of three should be very happy, right?

It's a really nice feeling to be able to imagine the future, envision the future, and embrace the future.

The hand that Haihara and Yusuke Suzuki crossed their fingers held used some more strength.

Hold tight.