People In Conan: Started Becoming A Demonic Guardian

"I'm Fujiwara Yusheng, I have the rest of your life for the rest of my life, it's nice to meet you" Fujiwara Yusheng

still maintained the friendly habits of Huaguo and shook hands.

Please, this is unusually good for women's lethality.... She wanted to say that such a confession-like introduction was rude to her, but her heart was still a fawn, and finally she thought about it for a while and stretched out her little hand.

Gray Yuan Wai has been in the winery since he came back from studying in country M, and he is usually monitored when he comes out, and he can't communicate with other people at all.

Looking at the sunny and handsome young man in front of him, Gray Yuan Wai suddenly lowered his head sadly, and withdrew his little hand in a depressed heart.

"I'm probably not a person who can live in the sun, so it's better not to be delusional. "Her life is still gray and she can't see the light, and there is no need to harm Fujiwara for the rest of her life.

Fujiwara naturally knew that Gray Hara's mourning at this time had suffered a big blow, and there was no hope of life for a while.

He stretched out his hand and took Xiao Ai's withdrawn hand, looking at Gray Yuan's surprised look, he slowly spoke.

"Xiao Ai, although I don't know what happened to you, but, look at me, I'm an orphan now, and I'm not living a good life.

Fujiwara Yusheng said with emotion, and patted the table next to him, which was wiped spotless by him, and Ashbara saw from these small details that Fujiwara Yusheng was definitely not a casual, sloppy man.

As the saying goes, to see whether a man is good or not, you must first look at his room and his living habits.

Gray Yuan Ai's impression of Fujiwara Yusheng rose, she vaguely felt that Fujiwara Yusheng was a little familiar, but she never remembered, it was about two times before, which time she had met it on the road.

"What's wrong?" Fujiwara Yusheng saw that Ashbara was distracted, and stretched out his five fingers and shook them in front of her.

The pupils of the mourning of the gray plain who came back to her senses rippled, "Are you an orphan? So, you are the son of the Fujiwara group?"

She deserves to be called the smartest woman, and in just a few seconds, she turned her head and remembered the report from many years ago.

The son of the Fujiwara Group who only survived one at the scene of the car accident.

"Oh, you know me?" Fujiwara Yusheng looked surprised.

"Of course, you and that high school detective are famous at the same time. She actually only remembered so much about the rest of Fujiwara's life.

Is it famous... Fujiwara has a black line on his face for the rest of his life, he is indeed famous, Kudo Shinichi is famous because he solves the case, he is famous because he is "young and promising", he inherited hundreds of millions of family fortunes at a young age, and of course he is everyone's sweetheart.

Originally, there was no comparison between the two, and others had to give them a name.

Fujiwara was under pressure to join the brewery for the rest of his life, and it wasn't until he gradually learned to cope with pressure that he began to take over the family business.

Usually, he is very accustomed to doing this hand-shaking shopkeeper.

The Fujiwara Group is related to catering, clothing, and jewelry, and controls nearly 10% of Neon's assets.

According to Neon, it should be called the Fujiwara Foundation, and the Fujiwara Foundation and other foundations, such as the Suzuki Foundation, can basically be divided.

"I don't want to be famous. Fujiwara snorted, then walked to the wardrobe next to him, opened the closet, and filled it with a cabinet full of small skirts.

Gray Yuan looked at Fujiwara Yusheng who handed her the skirt in surprise, with a yin and yang weird tone, "Are you sure you're not a weird Shu?"

I won't tell you that I have prepared any style for you... Fujiwara Yusheng skimmed his face, his cheeks were crimson, and he quickly retracted his expression, he coughed, and said honestly, "My family sells clothes, it's reasonable to have a few more clothes."

"Besides, you're too loose to fit, wear this."

"Oh" sighed, dragging a long tail note, looking meaningfully at the pink short skirt, "Is there anything normal?"

Fujiwara Yusheng shook his head, saying that if you can, you can pick it yourself.

Fujiwara pulled Ashbara to the wardrobe for the rest of his life, "Well, my family doesn't have anything, it's just not bad for money." It

has to be said that the woman has an inexplicable sense of excitement about choosing things, and she doesn't even think about why the room that Fujiwara Yusheng brought her to have exactly the clothes worn by so many little girls.

"You go out first!"

"Okay, something to call me."

Fujiwara Yusheng looked at Gray Yuan's mourning appearance, slightly moved, and she seemed to be a little frightened.

However, Gray Yuan Ai can appeal to him, which shows that there is still room for relaxation and increase in the relationship between the two, at least Gray Yuan Ai does not treat him as a bad person.

Habitually, I went to the coffee table and took out a pack of cigarettes, walked to the balcony by myself, leaned my back on the balcony, put my left hand on the railing, and put the cigarette into my mouth from time to time with my right hand.

A cigarette was almost finished, and I hadn't seen Gray Yuan come out yet.

Is it so difficult for girls to pick clothes... Fujiwara counted on his fingers that a small compartment in his wardrobe could hold ten pieces of clothing, a total of eight compartments and two wardrobes.

Hey, one hundred and sixty pieces of clothing, not counting all kinds of socks in the drawer at the door, shoes in the shoe closet.

When the third cigarette was finished, the door finally clicked, and the changed gray plain appeared in the living room, and Fujiwara's eyes lit up.

This set is too classic, a pink mid-length knitted sweater, with a pair of mid-length black stockings underneath, and a pair of small leather shoes on the feet.

"How is this body", Gray Yuan Wai put his hands behind his back, leaning his body slightly, extremely playful.

Punishment, too punishment....

Yuluo double cultivation.

Seeing Fujiwara's satisfied nod, a slight far-fetched smile appeared on her face.

In the moonlight, the two stood on the balcony, Gray Yuan stepped on the chair, and Fujiwara carefully held on to the chair.

"Don't fall, be careful.

"Thank you.

Fujiwara smiled and said nothing, he didn't want to reveal his identity for the time being, but he didn't deliberately hide it, let it be, he still had a hole card, before that, he still tried to cultivate a relationship with Gray Hara.

Moreover, this kind of getting along is more pleasant, isn't it?

"I'll send you back tomorrow, right?" Fujiwara was inexplicably reluctant for the rest of his life, but there was no way, Gray Yuan Ai is a person with strong self-esteem and keen observation.

Opening up her heart and revealing her identity now will only provoke her unwarranted suspicion, and for her, the life or death of Akemi Miyano is still unknown.

And for the sake of a momentary speed, it will have immeasurable consequences for Akemi Miyano to appear in neon now, and when the billion robbery is made, Gin obviously has some arrangements.

It's better not to hit the muzzle.

Putting Ash Yuan Mourning at home is tantamount to painting the ground as a prison, and it was not his intention to raise her into a canary, and he respected her.

He hopes to have a relationship with a sunny and cheerful gray plain mourning-Shiho Miyano.