Ming Ke: I'm exposing the truth in the winery, true and false

"Madam, would you like to try some yogurt puffs?" Saki Kurosaki recommended. Since she made them, the price is very cheap, but the quality is guaranteed and they are occasionally given as gifts.

Binga sneaked into the kitchen and saw his lover making tea. He then took a sip, frowned slightly, poured it out, and made another kind of tea.

"You look like a pufferfish."

Binga walked up to Gin and hooked his chin, put his thumb on his cheek, and leaned over to bite his lips.

Gin's breathing stagnated. He didn't care whether the tea tasted good or not. He pulled Binga to sit on his lap. His fingers sneakily invaded inside the sweater and touched the silky skin. "Do you like it here?"

As he said this, he glanced out the door.

Binga raised his eyebrows, leaned close to Gin's ear and asked, "I'd like you to take the initiative."

Gin breathed heavily, feeling the warm breath coming from time to time beside his ears, his eyes sank slightly, and he had the next move...

Binga put his arm on Gin's shoulder with great satisfaction...(○｀ 3′○)......

The laughter outside brought great auditory stimulation to the two of them, but they couldn't make a sound.

Gin o(*￣▽￣*)o......Binga(*^▽^*)......

"Eh? Where are sister Kurokawa and brother Kurosawa? They've gone to the kitchen and haven't come out yet. Are they making something delicious?"

Conan found that the two hadn't seen this person for a long time. Out of curiosity, he wanted to go inside and take a look. However, to enter the kitchen, he had to go through the counter, but there was a small door separating it, so he couldn't get in.

"Maybe they are researching drinks, little brother, do you have anything to do with them?"

Kurosaki Saki asked. She didn't have a good impression of this kid. He was so annoying. He kept asking and asking. All the questions he asked, but he didn't give her money when she answered. It was so annoying.

"Do you want to go and take a look? They have been in there for a long time!" Conan was curious and always felt that these people were related to that organization.

After this store opened, Mr. Amuro next door went abroad and there has been no news from him. This is very strange and he wants to figure it out.

And he suspected that the last time he had diarrhea, it was because he ate food from this store, because they had only eaten the same food here.

After all, he didn't dare to imagine what the scene would be like if Xiaolan knew he was Kudo Shinichi and fell into the toilet.

Thinking of this, I shuddered.

Binga and Gin were fighting in the kitchen, enduring it, breathing heavily and rapidly...

When Binga heard Conan coming in to see what they were doing, he felt it was exciting, so exciting that he couldn't wait to come in.

He wanted to see his lover's expression, whether he would suddenly...

Binga enjoyed it and let out a comfortable hum, but was blocked by Gin again.

"Don't make a sound," Gin cleaned up the battlefield between the two of them, and said with a lingering feeling: "Let's go home and continue..."

After all, it was too simple and there were no more collisions.

"Hmm." Binga saw the tea on the table, casually poured it into a cup, added sugar and ice, took it outside, confirmed that Vermouth had left, and said with a smile: "Heisaki, Jiang, how about you try this tea too?"

"Thank you, boss." The two thanked him.

Conan had a lot of questions to ask, but... the person was gone.

Then, Gin also left.

As soon as I got home, Gin had already carried the person to the bedroom.

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Binga got up feeling relaxed, stretched, pinched Gin's face, and was very satisfied with his proactive work.

"have a good rest."

After saying that, he picked up his bathrobe and went into the bathroom.

"What about me?" Gin's face kept changing. Is he getting taken advantage of for free?

He hasn't helped himself yet.

Just ran away!

Ran!

Ran!

Does he know what he has done?

He was the one who lit the explosives and he was also the one who ran away.

He ran away, what should I do?

He had lived for almost thirty years and had never felt that he had suffered any loss. But now he felt that he had suffered a loss, a great loss.

The more I think about it, the angrier I get.

I feel dizzy from anger.

Binga hummed a little tune while soaking in the bathtub, enjoying life, feeling relaxed and free from worries.

the other side.

On Jiang Xiaobai's way back to the safe house, a Porsche stopped beside him. Vermouth took off her sunglasses, blew him a kiss, and invited him, "Would you like to have a drink together?"

"Okay." Jiang Xiaobai hesitated for a moment, opened the car door and got in, then guided them on his phone to a barbecue restaurant with a very lively atmosphere, "Let's go here!"

After entering the store, Jiang Xiaobai ordered dozens of grilled skewers and grilled vegetables, and two large glasses of draft beer, signaling to Vermouth not to be polite.

"Beautiful lady, don't be polite. Didn't you say you wanted to treat me to a meal? Why don't you eat? Aren't you hungry?"

Jiang Xiaobai started to eat and drink without any gentlemanly manners. The woman in front of him was so vicious that he did not dare to take her lightly at all.

Vermouth showed a hint of dissatisfaction with the current environment and jokingly said, "Have you changed your taste and don't like Western food anymore?"

"Western food, do you usually eat it before or after meals?" Jiang Xiaobai put down the bamboo stick and began to look at Vermouth. "What do you want from me?"

"Haha, you haven't changed at all!" Vermouth took out a lady's cigarette, lit it in her mouth, exhaled a puff of smoke, and sneered at the food, not touching it at all. "What is your purpose in approaching the Maori family?"

"You're not really trying to take revenge on that Binga guy!"

"You're right. Binga is quite fun. We're all colleagues, so how could I not help with this little favor? I'm Mr. Jiang, the good guy in the organization."

Jiang Xiaobai picked up a grilled chicken skewer and handed it to Vermouth, but Vermouth just took a look and took a sip of draft beer without any other action.

“Oh? In that case, can you do me a favor as well?” Vermouth exhaled a puff of smoke and stated her conditions at the same time, “Withdraw from the surveillance range of the Maori family.”

"That won't do. I'm a trustworthy person. It's not reasonable for me to not help someone after I've promised to do so."

It is impossible for him to quit, even if he wants to watch Gin and Binga, he will not quit. If he does not quit, he will find a house nearby so that he can live closer to the show. If possible, he even wants to live in their house so that he can watch the show up close.

Alas, he has a big secret, but he can't share it with anyone. It's really uncomfortable.

After expressing my feelings, I remembered the extra app I had on my phone. I clicked on it, took a photo of the things on the table, added a filter, and added it to the circle of friends in the organization forum.

[I know a secret of a colleague, but I can't share it. I feel so bad. I pray that someone will come to pick a fight with me and drink to drown my sorrows. One sister is not enough...]

Chianti: Jiang Xiaobai? Is this a new member of our organization?

Vodka: No, he is a codename member who joined 13 years ago. He is a very good person. Every time he comes to Neon, he gives everyone a lot of specialties. It is said that eating this is especially good for the brain. I eat it every day. [A box of walnuts.jpg]

Brandy: Vodka, are you stupid? He is a foodie. You believe whatever he says. Won’t Gin beat you?

Bitchus: Ahem, the doctor passed by... Walnuts are indeed good for the brain. You can eat some every day. Don’t drink coffee all the time. That was used to feed livestock in order to increase their labor force.

Kiel: Why was I given a bag of dried orange peels?

Prosecco: That’s called tangerine peel. If you don’t understand, don’t talk nonsense. Don’t give it to me. I’ve been quitting coffee recently.

Rum: *&……%￥S%$Y%$$)OP_))_+)^&%$&...

Moscato: You and Vermouth were eating barbecue together? Didn't she roll her eyes at you? She's a big star, she never eats these kinds of things that smell like fireworks.