Chapter 369 The world's most handsome man, whose good looks made him scream with excitement
After a long silence in the living room, Qianzhu put down her cup and said in a calm tone, "By 'acquaintance,' I mean we're just acquaintances, but we don't have anything to talk about."
“Is that so?” Kita Ayane murmured softly, put down the cup in his hand and stood up. Percy quickly reached out to support him. “I understand. In that case, we’ll be leaving now.”
"Goodbye," the boy said, his cold tone seemingly carrying a deeper meaning.
"Excuse me." Percy, who couldn't easily bow, helped Kita Aya Otoko leave while nodding back to Chizuru.
Only after the sound of the door opening and closing as they left faded away did Qianzhu stand up, reach out and ruffle Conan's hair, a gentle smile returning to his face. He softly requested, "Could you leave here too?"
Conan paused for a moment, exchanged a glance with Ai Haibara, and then the two nodded and stood up to leave. "Okay, then Chizuru, you should get some rest."
"I will." Qianzhu smiled and saw them to the door, then waved goodbye before closing and locking the door.
The shadow cast by the wall fell precisely on half of him.
Qianzhu's expression softened, and she calmly turned back to the living room, slowly drawing the curtains to darken the room.
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Time is an invisible catalyst, causing cherry blossoms to bloom all over the mountains. A gentle breeze weaves through the blossoms and then lightly brushes against people's faces. Perhaps it is because of the joy in one's mind and body, but even the light and delicate fragrance of cherry blossoms seems to be carried by the wind.
At the height of the cherry blossom season, the observation deck was packed with spectators, and amidst the exclamations of praise, the sound of camera shutters clicking filled the air.
Ran Mouri and her group stood by the railing, admiring the cherry blossoms that had turned the mountains and fields pink with the spring breeze.
"It's so beautiful! No matter how many times I see it, I'm always amazed and healed by this sight." Ran Mouri smiled and reached out to catch a falling cherry blossom petal.
“Yes.” A strange voice suddenly came from behind them, taking over Xiaolan’s words. They turned around and saw a handsome young man standing behind them with a camera in his hand.
The young man was dressed casually, appeared to be about 1.8 meters tall, looked to be in his twenties, and was probably a recent college graduate.
He had pure black hair, with a silver-red highlight on the left side of his bangs, and his affectionate peach blossom eyes seemed to hold a tenderness even when looking at a puppy.
At this moment, the corners of his lips were slightly upturned, and his whole person was full of suave and roguish charm. A reddish mole under his lip added a touch of devilish allure to his appearance.
I recognized him instantly – if Sonoko were here, she would definitely be screaming with excitement at his unparalleled handsomeness.
"Greetings, everyone. My name is Liu Qingyao. I hope my sudden voice has startled you. I mean no harm; I simply wanted to take a few photos for you."
As the young man spoke, he smiled and reached out his hand to Ran Mouri.
Ran Mouri immediately became a little reserved, smiled and shook his hand, then introduced herself, "Hello, my name is Ran Mouri."
Kogoro Mouri and Conan, who were standing to the side, immediately stared at Liu Qingyao with their crescent-shaped eyes, exuding an aura of 'secret displeasure'.
"Hello, hello, I am her father."
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