Model worker and his little darling

Suddenly, Conan climbed onto Hirakiyo's lap and asked with a mischievous look, "Hirakiyo-nii, there aren't any other people in your room, are there?"

Ping Qing slapped Conan on the head, "What are you thinking about all day, you little brat? You're still young, stop watching those inappropriate things for children. Believe me or not, I'll come over right now and have a good discussion with this old man about your upbringing."

"Tch, I didn't! It's clearly you, Brother Pingqing, who's feeling guilty." Conan retorted, holding his big head.

"Hehe, if you're worried, you can go in and take a look," Ping Qing said to Conan with a smile.

Conan shook his head. Although he was curious, he wasn't the kind of person who enjoyed watching other people's sex scenes. What if he saw something embarrassing?

Most importantly, Ping Qing seemed to be emanating a faint sense of oppression, giving him the feeling that he would die a terrible death if he went in.

But seeing that Pingqing was still looking lazy, she felt like she was overthinking things.

“Brother Pingqing, you yourself said that you should take care of your health and be moderate.”

Pingqing rolled his eyes. Nothing happened, so what's the point of restraint?

"Conan, I think it's really necessary for me to go see Uncle and Ran and have them take you to the hospital for a thorough checkup to see if you have precocious puberty?"

After saying that, she picked up Conan and was about to leave when Aunt Keiko returned with the groceries.

Conan twisted and landed on the ground, hiding behind Aunt Keiko and glaring at Hirai. What the hell is this precocious puberty? He's clearly 17 years old.

Seeing this, Pingqing didn't bother to move and casually asked, "Has Xiaolan started cooking yet? If not, come over to my house for a meal."

"No, Ran-neechan was cooking when I arrived, it should be ready soon. I'm going back now, goodbye, Hirakiyo-nii." Conan waved and ran out.

He couldn't let Pingqing talk nonsense in front of his uncle and Xiaolan.

After Conan left, Hirai sprawled on the sofa. What a mess this is!

Upon entering the room, Pingqing saw Gin still lying on the bed. Pingqing's lips twitched. Did he really trust him that much? Wasn't he afraid that brat would suddenly barge in and leave him nowhere to hide?

Hmm, something seems off. It's like they're hiding something.

She sat down on the edge of the bed and reached out to pinch Gin's cheek. "Gin-chan~, get up and eat."

Gin slapped Hirakiyo's hand away. Seeing that Gin's face had turned red from being pinched, Hirakiyo opened the door and left, satisfied.

Looking at the table full of Chinese food, Gin asked curiously, "You like Chinese food?"

"Yes, they have a lot of delicious food."

After finishing their meal, Gin prepared to leave, but Taira shook his head. "Someone next door is watching. You'll be discovered unless I take you out. Otherwise, wait until they're all asleep before you leave."

After Conan left, he kept an eye on the Hirai family's house, very curious about whether anyone was home, and he even brought Ran along.

He would know as soon as someone left the Pingqing family's house.

Gin remembered the headache Hirai had experienced after using that ability last time, so he had no choice but to abandon his idea of ​​leaving.

……

At this moment, Vodka was happily watching Yoko Okino's TV series at the base. He had originally planned to go find his older brother after completing his mission, just like he always had.

But when he went there this time, there wasn't a soul in sight.

Seeing that Pingqing's car wasn't there, he assumed they had all returned to Base 1, but it turned out they weren't there either.

After sending a message to my older brother and not receiving a reply, I remarked that he had become increasingly mysterious lately, and I never included him in my plans.

Anyway, all the tasks were arranged in advance, and nothing has gone wrong so far. If anything had happened, my older brother would definitely have known.

So Vodka happily started fishing and looked forward to more days like this.

……

Although he couldn't leave, Gin still checked on his subordinates' mission progress and made other arrangements.

As night deepened, Heikichi saw the images transmitted from the system; Conan was already fast asleep.

Fortunately, Gin finished his work in no time.

"Koto-chan~, you can go now."

Gin looked at Hirai, "You really want me to leave?"

Pingqing shook her head, "It's up to you, I'm fine with anything."

Gin smiled. He really enjoyed being with Hirai; it felt much more relaxed than usual.

Heiji tilted his head and looked at Gin curiously, seemingly in a good mood.

"Are you sleepy? Go to sleep."

Upon hearing this, Pingqing thought of what happened last night and turned her head away uncomfortably.

Gin felt a little awkward seeing Hirai's expression, but he didn't show it.

In an instant, a strange atmosphere spread between the two.

Finally, Pingqing couldn't take it anymore. He let out a long sigh, broke the deadlock, got up and left for his room. He wanted to sleep, and once he was asleep, he wouldn't know anything.

Gin watched Taira no Kiyoshi's retreating figure and slowly followed after him.

Upon entering the room, I saw Pingqing already huddled in the corner, clutching a blanket.

Smiling, she pulled the person into her arms, patted their back, and said, "Go to sleep."

Taira no Kiyoshi: ...

What kind of feeling is this when you try to soothe a child? Besides, he can't fall asleep at all this way!

However, some things happen twice, and sleeping in the same bed with Gin is no exception.

But those who are not used to it are still not used to it, and those who cannot sleep still cannot sleep.

Pingqing still felt that the corner was more suitable for him. Just as he was about to turn over, Gin's voice rang in Pingqing's ear, "Don't move."

Ping Qing felt like he was going to die in that instant, and then he shrugged and shook his head wildly.

Seeing that the man was disobedient, Gin slipped his hand, which was on Hirakiyo's waist, inside his clothes and slowly moved it around Hirakiyo's waist.

Startled, Pingqing grabbed Gin's hand and said through gritted teeth, "It's you who shouldn't move."

Then he kicked Gin, rolled over, and pressed himself against the wall.

Gin pressed closer and hugged Hirakiyo again.

He leaned close to Pingqing's ear and asked, "Hmm? Trying to run away again?"