Conan's Mori Kogoro

The pretty maiden shook her head quickly, with a crying tone: "Da Ba, Maori, this is too fast."

"And we can't be here, being disrespectful to the gods here."

Maori Kogoro chuckled lightly: "The gods are very busy and don't have time to take care of our little things. It's okay, Junhui, relax!"

After speaking, he kissed Junhui's pink lips again, and the two fingers of his right hand pulled flexibly, and the white hemp rope tied with the white hakama was released.

Chapter 0030: Shrine Miko p2

The fire in the hall of the shrine intertwined with light and dark, and both of them were a little mottled.

At this moment, Jun Hui exudes an amazing sense of beauty, and the disheveled shrine is so harmonious in this solemn shrine, which gives Moori Kogoro an alternative excitement.

Junhui's face was panicked, and his small hands pushed Moori Kogoro's body uncomfortably.

Mouri Kogoro still kissed her little mouth, with countless flames in his eyes, almost burning Junhui.

The pretty shrine maiden blushed, and the goose bumps aroused countless, nowhere did she encounter such a fiery offensive.

Kogoro Moori climbed up with his right hand without hesitation, and he couldn't help but exclaimed when he climbed to the top of the peaks. Good guy, it was hidden very deep, it was so big, it was D!

And his left hand is constantly climbing, and everything he touches is smooth.

In the face of the old driver's offensive, Jun Hui was already confused and infatuated, her body tensed into a bow.

She looked at the handsome Moori Kogoro in front of him, the big detective who killed himself, with a soft little hand gently stroking his face.

In the end, Jun Hui gave up resistance as if resigning: Well, he has done so much for himself, what does this matter!!!

The pair of lavender eyes became softer and softer, his hands no longer resisted, instead they hugged Moori Kogoro's neck.

Seeing the transformation of this pretty maiden, Mouri Kogoro naturally seized the opportunity to pursue the victory.

Not long after, familiar and exciting movements sounded in the shrine hall. In that scene, the gods had to turn their heads and dared not look closely.

Under the bright and dark fire, the battle in the shrine lasted three hours before it came to an end.

Above the hall, on the red hakama, Kogoro Mouri and Kimie Shimabukuro embraced tightly.

Shimabukuro's head was lying on Moori Kogoro's chest, listening to the drum-like heartbeat, although she was weak, she felt very relieved.

Mouri Kogoro stroked Junhui's long black hair lightly, and said domineeringly: "Pack your things tomorrow morning and come back to Tokyo with me!"

When Jun Hui heard this, her heart was overjoyed, and her eyes became softer.

But she hesitated for a moment, and shook her head: "No, Maori-san, the island cannot be without a longevity woman, and this is my mother's favorite island during her lifetime. I must continue to be a witch in this shrine. "

Mouri Kogoro said, "Don't you know that the residents of the island are cheating on you? They just want you to continue to pretend to be a longevity woman and attract tourists to the island, but they can't understand your hard work at all."

"This is your mother's favorite island during her lifetime. If your mother knew it, she wouldn't want you to draw a dungeon for a virtual identity and waste your life."

Kogoro Mouri hugged Junhui's beautiful body tightly: "Moreover, I don't want you to continue walking on your knees, so I will feel distressed."

It was the last sentence that hit the softest part of Junhui's heart, and a smile appeared on her soft little face.

She managed to lift her head and pecked Mouri Kogoro, then shyly hid in his arms.

A buzzing voice came from his arms: "Mao Lijun, I listen to you."

"In the future, please take care of it!"

Hearing this, Mouri Kogoro chuckled lightly: "Thank you too much!"

The two stayed warm for a long time, and the night was getting deeper and colder appeared.

Mouri Kogoro picked up Junhui, who was already weak, and walked to her room in the side hall.

After entering the room, Mouri Kogoro lay down in the same bedding with Junhui and began to rest.

Maybe it was because he knew that he was about to start a new life next, Junhui couldn't fall asleep easily, and kept talking with his arms around Kogoro Maori.

"Mau Li-jun, I don't know anything when I go to Tokyo. Except for school, I've always been a witch. Will it give you a lot of pressure?"

This Nizi was already worried for Kogoro Mouri.

Mouri Kogoro couldn't help but chuckle. With his financial resources, it would be no problem to raise thousands of people. These were unnecessary concerns.

But he thought of Fusang, the young girl looking for inheritance, and asked, "Junhui, do you like being a witch?"

Jun Hui nodded: "Yes, it is actually a very beautiful thing to help people pray for blessings and eliminate disasters, and to see the pilgrims feel relieved again."

"Well, when you return to Tokyo, I will help you buy a new shrine. Then you will continue to do what you like, how about it?"

Hearing this, Junhui's little face was a little confused: "Mori-kun, are you rich? Buy a shrine. Hey, where does it mean that you can buy a shrine?"

Mouri Kogoro chuckled lightly, and he patted Junhui's buttocks: "Don't underestimate me!"

"One more thing, Junhui, do you want to be a real witch?"

Jun Hui was stunned again: "The real witch, am I not now!"

"It's not like this, it's the kind of witch who can practice, has mana, can exorcise evil, can channel spirits, and can set up barriers!"

It is natural to ask Junhui's opinion about this matter, although Kogoro Mouri thinks she is a very suitable candidate.

But after all, she is already her own woman. If she is unwilling, Kogoro Mouri will naturally not force it, and will look for a more suitable candidate.

But Jun Hui covered her mouth and chuckled lightly: "Xiaogoro, you are so funny, how old are you, you still believe in this kind of thing."

Mouri Kogoro continued to ask, "I mean if, if there is a chance to become such a witch, would you like it?"

Junhui immediately nodded and said: "Of course I am willing. Actually, our shrine has always been circulating that kind of cultivation technique. My grandma taught me when I was a kid. Unfortunately, it seems that the technique is no longer useful. No one has cultivated for hundreds of years. Strength."

"If I were a real witch, then I could protect my parents in the event of an accident."

"Unfortunately, that kind of thing is fake, and now it is necessary to talk about science."

Hearing Junhui's answer, Mouri Kogoro's face was filled with an inscrutable smile: "Maybe I have a chance to make Junhui you become a real witch!"

Jun Hui didn't believe it at all: "Huh, liar, bragging king."

"I see, just now you said that you could buy a shrine is bragging, right?"

"I'm telling the truth, okay, okay, you'll know when you arrive in Tokyo, go to bed first!" Kogoro Mouri closed his eyes.

"Are you really buying me a shrine in Tokyo, Kogoro, please make it clear!" Junhui was tickled by Moori Kogoro. It would be great to continue to be a witch in Tokyo. .