People In Conan: Started Becoming A Demonic Guardian

Dr. Asa naturally wouldn't know Fujiwara's purpose for the rest of his life, so he was telling the truth, and Hiroki Sawada was willing to believe this grandfather who was particularly good to him.

Fujiwara almost laughed out loud for the rest of his life, it was a little closer, but after Dr. Asa finished speaking, Hiroki Sawada looked like he had made up his mind.

I don't know what Hiroki Sawada is up to, but it's not a bad thing.

Ash Awai gave Fujiwara Yu Sheng a roll of the eyes, and Fujiwara Yu Sheng, who was smiling, felt the white eye attack of Ashen Hara, and immediately replied, stretching out his hand and patting her lightly behind her.

Gray Yuan's face quickly turned red, his mouth opened slightly, and he protested silently.

Fujiwara Yusheng looked at her mouth shape, "I'm going to die!"

Fujiwara Yusheng, who was overjoyed, reached out and directly hugged Gray Yuan.

Hiroki Sawada is all about the computer, he is debugging the new program, and he has no distractions to learn more about his new baby.

For a while, the back row was doing some in-depth understanding, of course, I don't know how deep it is.

It was not until he returned to the door of the house that Hiroki Sawada was repeatedly shouted by Dr. Asasa that he realized that he had arrived home, and Fujiwara Yusheng and Ashbara had already gotten out of the car and left.

He was still immersed in the world of computers, no way, this computer was more powerful than all the computers he touched.

Hiroki Sawada felt that something kept popping out of his head, as if urging him to complete something.

He hugged the computer and followed Dr. Asasa back to the room.

"Don't play too late, Hiroki. Dr. Asa said kindly to Hiroki Sawada and closed the door.

"Got it, Grandpa Doctor!" Hiroki Sawada happily connected to the network route, there are only a few wireless network cards in this world, but it doesn't mean that it can't be done.

Dr. Asasa was thinking about whether to make a portable router for Hiroki Sawada, which is now referred to as portable WiFi.

He surfed the web until 10 p.m., and it wasn't until Dr. Asa reminded him for the second time that he put down his computer in high spirits.

Some children go to bed early at 10 o'clock, and some children are still enjoying delicious food at 10 o'clock.

Gray Yuan mourned and ate "yo-yo".

A bowl of evergreen noodles, also known as longevity noodles, although it is something that the birthday star eats, but because it is very healthy, Gray Yuan Wai still likes it.

There is little oil and water, you can eat enough, and you can eat everything, which meets the standard of a beautiful girl's night meal.

"Yu Shengjun, do you think he will really become the genius boy in your mouth?" Gray Yuan Wai actually still doesn't believe that a seven-year-old doll can have the strength to study at MIT at the age of ten.

How could such a person be here?"

"Fool, take a long-term view, I find that you have been getting less and less inclined to think lately. Fujiwara pinch Ashbara's nose.

"It's not because of you that I'm reluctant to use my brain, but I'm still very powerful when there are big things. Gray

Yuan craned his neck, and the cold girl became a good girl in front of Fujiwara for the rest of her life.

The iceberg also melts for you... Fujiwara Yusheng stretched out a finger and picked up Gray Hara's chin, lowered his head and kissed it.

For a long time, the lips parted.

Fujiwara smacked his mouth and sipped his mouth, "Less salt."

"No, that's a good fit. "

Is it appropriate? Try again, it doesn't taste..."

Hmm

"....."

After a while, Fujiwara got up seriously, "Shiho, Izu will go next time, maybe you will have to go to school soon." "

Let's go back on your next long vacation, okay?"

Fujiwara was mainly afraid that the timeline would change again, and he recently ran into Hiroki Sawada.

If he suddenly informs him tomorrow that he can send his children to school, it won't be stupid, and the promise he made to Gray Yuan today will be broken tomorrow.

"Well, good~" Ash Yuan lay in Fujiwara's arms with satisfaction, and Fujiwara reached out to peel grapes and fed her.

"Feed me. Gray Yuan Ai suddenly fluttered his big eyes, looking at Fujiwara expectantly for the rest of his life.

Fujiwara understood it for the rest of his life, smiled indulgently, peeled off a grape and gently held it in his mouth, and slowly leaned over...

The two have been together for almost a year, and they don't feel tired at all, and every day is Valentine's Day.

The quality of life is also outrageously high, and Fujiwara feels like he is going to grow meat if he doesn't go out to practice for the rest of his life.

After getting tired of it for a while, the two took a mandarin duck bath and made a fuss for a while, and then returned to the room to sleep.

Before going to bed, Gray Yuan Ai supported his head with one hand, lying on his side and looking at Fujiwara Yu Sheng, "Yu Shengjun, how did you say about the research of drugs in the consortium?" "

Find a time for me to go over and see for myself, and the first trial launch of that Aiyuan mobile phone is estimated to be coming to an end."

Fujiwara Yusheng stretched out his hand and stroked Gray Yuanai's hair, Gray Yuan's delicate face, the more he looked at it, the more addictive he became.

With a small body and a delicate face, the whole of her will make Fujiwara can't help but love and spoil her for the rest of his life.

When she was a woman, because of Miyano Shiho's own temperament, she exuded the kind of breath that rejects people from the inside out.

This will make Fujiwara have a strong sense of conquest for the rest of his life, and the desire to conquer Miyano Shiho, especially if he has already experienced it once, is even more delicious.

Miyano Shiho has gathered all the royal sisters, world-weary faces, ice clear and jade, and every move has a bit of the feeling of the ice and snow queen that no one is in her eyes, which is simply the ceiling of pure desire.

When you're a girl, it's not a ceiling of pure desire.

Rather....

The ceiling of pure prison √

suppress the beastly thoughts in his heart, and Fujiwara and Gray Yuan fell asleep in each other's arms.

I'm looking forward to what day tomorrow will be...

Fujiwara spent the rest of his life dreaming about the date of the next day in his mind before going to bed, and the recent time was like opening a blind box every day, which was so interesting.

The time of the night always passes silently, like a white horse passing through a gap, flashing by.

Fujiwara turned on his phone in the morning, and the date he was introduced to him made him excited.

It's 4.25 on the phone.

That is, in a way, a month has passed in the outside world.

Fujiwara touched his stomach for the rest of his life, he was not hungry at all, and the gray plain next to him did not move.

The days are like years

- open the curtains, the sun shines in, and the gray plain mourns "uh-huh~" and stretches his waist.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes, hit a hache with one hand, opened her eyes and asked, "What time is it?" "

Sankun ordered.

Fujiwara looked at the street, and there were already elementary school students starting school with school bags at the fork in the street.

This sneaky month really let go... Fujiwara Yusheng looked puzzled, it seems that although this time is chaotic, but the actual things have not changed.

For example, although time has slipped away, what was originally carried out has been carried out.