I, the Buddhist who raises leopards in the Conan world

Chapter 213 Lunchtime Chat

When Shen Yuan opened the door, he was surprised to see Gin and Lightning at home.

Gin was leaning on his newly bought sofa, his long legs casually resting on the edge of the coffee table, flipping through the book he had read before, "Wheel of Fortune and the Probability Trap".

Lightning's head was resting on his thighs, and he was sleeping soundly, his silver-gray fur rising and falling slightly with his breathing.

"Boss?" Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows, "Why are you at home instead of going out to work? Is the organization going to go bankrupt?" Gin didn't even raise his head, but slowly turned a page of the book: "Kil and Bourbon are very useful!" Shen Yuan couldn't help laughing out loud - this guy really squeezed the undercover to the extreme, and even did not let go of Amuro Toru who was already half-dead.

Lightning had opened his eyes because he smelled Shen Yuan's scent. Shen Yuan didn't let him get up. He walked directly to Gin and stroked Lightning twice, letting him continue sleeping. Lightning sniffed his fingers, let out a low snoring sound in his throat, and closed his eyes peacefully again.

"Boss, have you had lunch?" Shen Yuan bent down, put his hand on the back of Gin's hand, and asked with a smile.

Gin finally looked up at him, his dark green eyes narrowed slightly with a silent question, as if waiting for him to continue.

Shen Yuan leaned over and pecked Gin on the lips: "In order to come back early to see the boss, I didn't even have lunch!" He stepped back a little, with a sly smile in his eyes, "So, boss, could you please get me something to eat? I'll take a shower first!" Gin suddenly closed the book, grabbed Shen Yuan by the back of the neck and pulled him back.

This kiss was much deeper than Shen Yuan had expected. When they separated, Gin's voice was lower than usual: "This is the interest!" Shen Yuan raised his eyebrows and smiled. He didn't ask what the principal was. He just wiped his lips, which were red from being kissed, with his thumb and turned to go to the bathroom.

Gin watched his back disappear behind the door, then raised his hand to move Lightning's head off his legs.

The cheetah turned over on the sofa, swung its tail lazily, and continued to sleep.

Gin got up and went to the kitchen.

Half an hour later, Shen Yuan tied the belt of his bathrobe loosely around his waist, walked out while drying his hair, and smelled a tempting fragrance.

There was a fried fish fillet on the table, the edges were slightly crispy and the inside was white and tender.

Next to it is a bowl of refreshing mixed noodles, with neatly arranged shredded cucumbers and carrots, and drizzled with a light sauce.

Gin sat opposite, holding a glass of Chartreuse, the golden-green liquor shimmering slightly.

When Shen Yuan walked over, Gin raised his eyes, his dark green pupils shrank slightly, and his gaze slid from his wet hair to his open collar, and then to the faintly visible waistline.

Shen Yuan walked to the dining table with water dripping from the ends of his hair. The water droplets slid down his neck, lingered briefly at his collarbone, and finally sank into the loose collar of his bathrobe.

He casually wiped his hair until it was half dry, then casually draped the towel over the back of a chair beside him.

Then he pulled the chair in front of him open and sat down, his clothes spread out with the movement, revealing his well-defined chest.

His skin was faintly pink from the evaporation of moisture, and there was still a drop of water on his collarbone that had not been wiped off. He raised his hand, inserted his five fingers into his wet black hair, and casually brushed it back. The hair spread out in a messy manner, with a bit of wildness and unruliness.

Noticing Gin's gaze, Shen Yuan propped up his chin, and slightly raised the corners of his eyes, which were red from the heat, and looked at Gin: "What are you looking at, boss?" As he said this, his calf under the table kicked Gin dishonestly.

Gin took a sip of wine, and his dark green pupils shrank into a dangerous thin line under his long eyelashes, "Eat honestly and don't make any small movements!" His voice was low and slightly hoarse with the alcohol, "Or you don't want to finish this meal properly?" Shen Yuan immediately admitted his mistake and picked up a piece of fish and put it into his mouth.

The fish is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, cooked to perfection.

"Boss, your cooking skills are amazing!" Shen Yuan praised with his eyes narrowed, looking very satisfied.

Gin took a sip of his wine and didn't bother to pay attention to him.

While enjoying lunch, Shen Yuan chattered about the case he encountered with Maori Kogoro and his group.

He described in detail how Makoto Yada had plastic surgery to look like Shinichi Kudo, attempting to use this face to commit crimes and destroy Kudo's social reputation. He also mentioned the entire village's inexplicable hostility towards Shinichi Kudo.

"In essence, it's nothing more than a calculation of interests!" Gin said sarcastically after swallowing the last sip of wine, "Sometimes a person's heart will tell him that this matter has nothing to do with him, and then he can watch things develop in a direction that is beneficial to him with peace of mind!" Shen Yuan immediately gave a thumbs up when he heard Gin's speech: "The boss's summary is really on point!" It turns out that the ideas of adults are different from those of children who are not familiar with the world.

After finishing lunch, Shen Yuan lazily put the cutlery on the table and leaned back in his chair.

He raised his hand and rubbed his slightly bulging abdomen. The collar of his bathrobe opened a little more because of this action, revealing a piece of skin with a healthy glow.

Gin glanced at him, stood up expressionlessly, picked up the dishes nimbly with his bony fingers, and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

The sound of running water soon began to rise, accompanied by the crisp sound of porcelain colliding.

After eating and drinking, I began to feel tired.

Shen Yuan lazily slumped in the chair, half-closed his eyes, like a sated cat.

Hearing Gin's footsteps coming out of the kitchen, he slightly opened one eye, "Boss..." he dragged out the tone with a bit of coquettishness, "I have one more thing to trouble you with!" Gin stopped, his silver hair hanging down on his shoulders, and no emotion could be seen on his stern face.

"Clean up the bathroom and hang my washed clothes on the balcony!" He paused, then added with a smile, "Thank you for your hard work, boss." After saying that, he blew a kiss to Gin.

Gin was silent for two seconds, his dark green eyes narrowed slightly, as if he was considering whether to ignore this unreasonable request or just pick the man up and throw him out.

But in the end, he just said "tsk" coldly and turned to walk towards the bathroom.

Shen Yuan looked at his back, the smile in his eyes deepened.

He closed his eyes again, listening to the sound of water and the clatter of clothes hangers in the bathroom, and he couldn't suppress the curve of his lips.

The sunlight came in through the gap in the curtains, fell on his eyelashes, and cast a small shadow.

Occasionally, the sound of birds singing outside the house makes the room even quieter.

This was the scene Gin saw when he came out of the bathroom—Shen Yuan was curled up on the sofa, breathing evenly, and seemed to have fallen asleep.

His black hair was still a little damp, hanging messily on his forehead. Gin stood there for a few seconds, his eyes sweeping over Shen Yuan's slightly heaving chest and half-dry hair.

He turned and walked to the bathroom, took out a towel, and wiped the ends of Shen Yuan's hair with not-so-gentle movements.

Shen Yuan's eyelashes trembled a few times, but he did not wake up after all.

After Gin dried the ends of Shen Yuan's hair, he casually placed the towel on the armrest of the sofa.

Then he bent down, put one hand through Shen Yuan's knees, and used the other hand to firmly support his back. With a little force, he lifted him up sideways.

Shen Yuan unconsciously leaned towards the heat source in his sleep, his forehead resting on the crook of Gin's neck.

The bathrobe completely opened up due to this action, revealing a large area of ​​skin.

Gin paused, looked down at the defenseless person sleeping in his arms, and finally just tightened his arms and walked towards the bedroom.

Chapter 214 Afternoon Interest

Before Shen Yuan regained consciousness, he first felt the temperature - Gin's body temperature was slightly lower than that of an ordinary person, but a layer of warmth was visible from his chest, which was transmitted smoothly through the thin fabric of his pajamas.

Shen Yuan's profile was pressed against his shoulder, and his nose brushed against a few strands of scattered silver hair, which carried a very faint scent of cedar.

Gin's arm was across his waist, like some kind of silent possession.

Shen Yuan moved slightly and immediately felt the hand tighten for a moment. The fingertips unconsciously rubbed his waist for a moment, and then quickly returned to stillness.

——As if to confirm that he was still there, but also as if to imprison him instinctively.

This was a rare experience for him, because Gin got up very early in the morning and Shen Yuan liked to stay in bed. When Shen Yuan opened his eyes, Gin was usually out working as a model worker or reading in the living room.

Shen Yuan looked at Gin's profile which was so close to him.

Gin closed his eyes and breathed steadily, but as soon as Shen Yuan moved, his dark green eyes suddenly opened, as awake as if he had never fallen asleep.

"Good afternoon, boss!" Shen Yuan's voice was still hoarse from just waking up. He smiled and stepped back, breaking free from Gin's arms.

The sky outside the window was gloomy, the rain blurred the glass, and water droplets meandered down the window frame.

Shen Yuan sat up with his arms propped up, his bathrobe hanging loosely on his shoulders, revealing a part of his collarbone.

He turned around and looked at Gin: "Boss, it's raining outside. After we feed Lightning, shall we go out for dinner? How about watching a movie?" Gin didn't say anything, just stared at him for a few seconds.

Shen Yuan's eyes seemed particularly bright in the dim room, as if they hid stars.

The next second, Gin suddenly reached out, grabbed his wrist and pulled him back into his arms.

Shen Yuan fell on his chest unexpectedly. Before he could protest, he heard a low, hoarse voice from above his head - "Pay some interest first!" Shen Yuan suddenly noticed something strange about Gin's body.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, and slowly moved his fingertips along the other person's tense muscles, finally stopping just below the ribs - the skin there was hotter than elsewhere, and the heartbeat was a little faster than usual.

He suddenly smiled, a smile that was both charming and alluring. His eyelashes cast tiny shadows in the dim light, but his eyes were surprisingly bright, as if a cluster of dark fire was burning.

"Boss," Shen Yuan's voice was low and hoarse, with undisguised teasing, "Your heartbeat is so fast!" Gin inserted his fingers directly into Shen Yuan's hair and pressed him towards himself. The moment his teeth were pried open, his breathing was completely disrupted.

Shen Yuan's tongue tip swept across his upper palate, causing a slight tremor, and he deliberately bit his lower lip lightly when withdrawing, causing a low groan to escape from Gin's throat.

They kissed passionately, as if they wanted to completely swallow each other's breath.

Shen Yuan's palm was against the back of Gin's neck, his fingertips entangled in his silver hair, while Gin's palm was pressed against his waist, with such force that it almost left finger marks.

The two people separated slightly until the oxygen in their lungs was exhausted.

Shen Yuan's lips were moist, and he pressed his breath unsteadily against Gin's forehead, laughing softly: "Have you collected the interest?" Gin's eyes were deep, and just as he was about to speak - "Click!" The bedroom door handle was suddenly pressed down, and then it was pushed open neatly by a silver-gray claw.

Lightning walked in with graceful steps, his ice-blue eyes shining brightly in the dim room.

It jumped onto the bed and squeezed in between the two of them without any hesitation. Its wet nose sniffed at them, as if trying to judge what had just happened.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Lightning finally chose to nestle in Shen Yuan's arms. His huge body almost squeezed Gin down, and his tail swung proudly, sweeping across Gin's arm.

Shen Yuan couldn't help laughing out loud. He rubbed Lightning's ears with his fingers, looked up at Gin, his eyes curved into crescents, "Then could you please prepare dinner for Lightning, boss?" Gin: "..." He stared at the troublesome cheetah for two seconds, then looked at Shen Yuan's face that was laughing unscrupulously, and finally stood up with a cold face. Soon there was a sound coming from the kitchen.

Shen Yuan hugged Lightning and buried his face deep in its silver-gray fur, rubbing it. His breaths were filled with the warm scent of the cheetah.

He raised his head and rubbed Lightning's ears: "It's raining outside. I'm going out to see a movie with my boss later!" His fingertips slid down Lightning's back, "You stay home obediently after dinner, or go play on your treadmill. Don't sneak out, okay?" Lightning blinked his ice-blue eyes, and the tip of his tail curled slightly, as if he reluctantly agreed.

Shen Yuan naggled on for a few more words before patting its back: "Get up, I'm going to change my clothes!" Shen Yuan jumped off the bed lightly like lightning, stretched, and walked towards the locker room.

He stood in front of the wardrobe, ran his fingers across a row of hangers, and finally picked out a light gray turtleneck sweater, a pair of black slim trousers, and a camel-colored long windbreaker.

When Shen Yuan walked into the living room holding his windbreaker, he saw that Lightning had already placed meat in his food bowl, and Gin was standing in front of the kitchen counter cutting fruit.

Shen Yuan thought he was preparing this for Lightning, so he saw Gin put the cut fruits on a plate and handed it directly to him.

"For me?" Shen Yuan blinked, "Thank you, boss~!" When he took the fruit plate, he deliberately rubbed Gin's palm with his fingertips.

Gin ignored him, washed his hands and went to the locker room.

Shen Yuan threw his windbreaker onto the sofa, walked to the door of the locker room with a fruit plate in his arms, leaned against the door frame, ate and watched.

Watching Gin picking out clothes, Shen Yuan swallowed the apple in his mouth and said vaguely, "Boss, don't wear all black.

Your hair is already conspicuous enough, and if you dress like a gangster, people will think we are going to smash up something!" He tilted his head and smiled, "Then we will be stared at all the way, what a bummer!" Gin glanced back at him, his eyes lingering on the corner of his juice-stained lips for a second before looking away and picking out a sweater of the same style from the closet, and a dark gray woolen coat.

Shen Yuan's eyes followed Gin's fingers - his bony fingers slowly unbuttoned his pajamas, and as the fabric slid off, the broad shoulders extended smoothly to his slender waist and abdomen. The grooves of his abdominal muscles rose and fell slightly with his breathing, and his mermaid line disappeared into the edge of his pajamas, with a faint tension.

Gin did not avoid his gaze at all, and even deliberately slowed down his dressing process.

The sweater was pulled down inch by inch, and the fabric slowly covered the texture of the waist and abdomen, but the close-fitting cut made the outline more prominent.

When the woolen coat was draped over his shoulders, his silver hair fell from the collar, standing out against the dark gray background.

Shen Yuan swallowed unconsciously as he moved.

Shen Yuan was still a little dazed until Gin took off his pajamas, put on a coat, and walked out. Gin bent down slightly, with his silver hair hanging down, and approached with the cold scent of cedar.

"Tonight," Gin lowered his voice to a very low level, his voice carrying a seductive hoarseness, "you can watch as much as you want!"

Chapter 215 Walking together on a rainy night

The rain was getting lighter when Shen Yuan and Gin went out, but it was already late at night and the neon lights of Tokyo were spreading across the wet streets.

Shen Yuan and Gin walked side by side on the streets of Ginza. The air after the rain was refreshing and cool.

Shen Yuan chose a secluded Italian restaurant, hidden deep in the alley. Warm yellow light shone through the floor-to-ceiling windows, casting fine shadows in the puddles after the rain.

When he pushed the door open, the wind chimes rang softly and Gin frowned - he was not used to such overly warm occasions.

"Boss, change your taste occasionally, maybe you'll discover a new world!" Shen Yuan smiled and pulled his wrist, not letting Gin hesitate, and led him directly to the window seat.

The waiter led them to their seats, and Shen Yuan took the initiative to open the menu and start ordering - black truffle cream pasta, charcoal-grilled Australian Wagyu rib-eye steak, seared foie gras and Caesar salad... and opened a bottle of 2015 Chateau Margaux.

Gin leaned back slightly in his chair, his silver hair falling on his shoulders. He didn't look at the menu and didn't say a word, letting Shen Yuan arrange everything.

The red wine came quickly and the waiter skillfully opened the bottle to decanter it.

The deep red wine was poured into the glass, shining like a gem under the candlelight.

Shen Yuan raised his glass, and the rim of the glass clinked lightly, making a crisp sound, and the liquid rippled silently. He said with a hint of bewitching and seductive charm: "Cheers to our rare date?" Gin sneered, his dark green pupils reflecting the flickering candlelight, but he still raised his hand to clink the glass.

The wine slid into the throat, mellow with a slight astringency, just like gin itself - cold on the surface, but with indescribable complexity hidden inside.

There was a little wine stain on the corner of Shen Yuan's lips. He licked it subconsciously, not noticing that Gin's eyes dimmed a little. He rubbed the edge of the wine glass with his fingertips.

The appetizers arrived quickly.

The pan-fried foie gras is arranged into an exquisite shape, the surface is fried golden and crispy, and the inside is as smooth as cream.

Shen Yuan cut off a small piece and deliberately waved the fork in front of Gin: "Boss, would you like to try it?" Gin glanced at him coldly, but still opened his mouth and bit the food that was handed to his lips.

The moment the foie gras melted on his tongue, he narrowed his eyes slightly. The craftsmanship of the restaurant Shen Yuan found was indeed good.

When the main course arrived, the steak was perfectly cooked to medium rare with an attractive pink cross section, the gravy was firmly locked in, and the aroma of black truffles mixed with the richness of cream hit the face.

Shen Yuan cut a piece of steak and put it into his mouth, squinting his eyes in satisfaction: "Steak goes well with red wine on a rainy day!" Gin said "hmm" and then chewed the food slowly.