Chapter 131

"Mr. Kirara knows a lot. He is so amazing. He is not only handsome but also good at painting. He knows a lot." Sonoko licked wildly.

"No, no, Miss Suzuki is over-proud and just understands it a little." Yoshikage Kira was directly modest.

"In my opinion, Qinglan is not much older than me, right?" Xia Mei asked as she looked at Qinglan.

"Yes, twenty-seven."

"It's true, what month was it born?" Xia Mei didn't expect that Miss Qinglan was born in the same year as her.

“May 5th.”

"It's May 3!" Unexpectedly, there was something even more coincidental that my birthday was only two days apart.

At this time, Conan seemed to have come and said happily: "Then you two are only one day away from me!"

It would be fine if I didn't say it, but Xiaolan was shocked when she said it. Conan's birthday was May 4th and Shinichi. Is it such a coincidence? Xiaolan looked at the happy Conan. Could it be that Xiaolan couldn't even think about it. I remember that she had suspected that Conan had become a small one before, but now she began to doubt it again. But how could such a thing happen? It should be because I always miss him, so I am such a fool.

Kirata did not participate in their birthday introduction, but tasted macarons and some desserts.

The relationship between the sun and the sea seems to be certain, but due to the shyness of the sea, the sun has to run towards the sea.

They also ended the tea party, and Yoshikage Kira also asked for an easel to paint oil paintings on the terrace. Next to it was Maori, Suzuki Shiro and photographer Mr. Hangawa who were tasting some karaoke wine.

"Mr. Kira, do you want to try it?" Suzuki asked.

"No need." Ji Liangyi refused.

"Can Mr. Kira sell this painting to me?" Suzuki Shiro also saw the beauty of this unformed painting.

"Then after this painting is finished, I will give it to Mr. Suzuki." Kira naturally won't be stingy, just a painting is given to you.

At this time, Natsumi and Qinglan also brought Conan to the terrace. It was really surprising that they did not follow Maori Ran, but Ai did not follow Kira. She said she wanted to take care of Kida, although it was not very smart.

Urasi Qinglan's appearance immediately attracted the attention of Kogoro Mori. Who wouldn't love the cheongsam beauty?

"Miss Xia Mei and Miss Qinglan, do you want to have a drink together?" Maori was invited with a look of piggy.

He and Shiro helped the two of them move the chairs out and let them take their seats. Conan could only move a seat by himself and sit near Yoshikage Kira.

"Is it convenient?" Qinglan said embarrassedly.

"Convenient." Maori nodded with a face of pig brother. Then Ura Si Qinglan helped his cheongsam and sat on the chair, and Natsumi sat down embarrassedly. Ura Si Qinglan raised her legs and suddenly the snow-whiteness was exposed to the air. It can be said that she was full of legs. Maori Kogoro's eyes were almost growing on her plump thighs that were so thick that she could see more mysterious contents at a low point? Maori's only rationality left made him not squat down to see.

Conan was speechless, but he didn't know that he was not much different.

"Mr. Kira's oil paintings are really good." Conan was also bored and said something praises when he looked at Kira's semi-finished product.

"I am a painter, isn't this normal?" Kira Yoshikage said that your words were different from asking the driver, "Master, what kind of work do you do?"

And there, Qinglan discovered a different place. She saw Mr. Hanchuan wearing a necklace around his neck, which shined in the dusk.

"Mr. Hanchuan, your necklace."

Hanchuan looked at Qinglan. This woman was not only beautiful, but also had a wide range of knowledge. He not only praised her and said, "You are worthy of being a researcher of the Romanov dynasty. Have you noticed it? Do you want to take a look?" Hanchuan took off his necklace and handed it to Qinglan.

Conan, who was defeated by Yoshikawa, also found a blind spot. Mr. Hankawa had not brought that necklace before.

Qinglan also picked up the necklace and saw the ring as an ornament. The inner wall of the ring contained Maria's English name.

"Is this the ring of Nicholas II, his third daughter?"

Hanchuan took the ring from her hand and said proudly: "If you say yes, that's it."

"Where did you get it?" Qinglan asked, but Hanchuan did not answer and put on his necklace and left.

"Is it true?" Maori was also a question.

"I'm not sure about this, and I dare not make arbitrary assertions." Qinglan also frowned.

"Niino's atomic pen is about to fall off." Shiro reminded his secretary that his atomic pen is about to fall off. Nishino also put the atomic pen back into his pocket.

But Mr. Hanchuan was watching on his way back. After all, why wouldn't this person with another relics from the Romanov dynasty be noticed?

Night also came as the strokes of Yoshikoshi Kira.

The cold wind urged Kira to go back quickly. Naturally, Kira would not be attached to the evening breeze at this time, so she put away the drawings and went into the room.

When you are about to enter the door of your room.

"Mr. Kira, have you finished painting now?"

When Kira looked back, it was the beauty of cheongsam - Urasi Qinglan.

"Miss Pusi."

"Can I take a look at your paintings? I heard you are the winner of the cover design of Yidai Fashion Magazine."

"Yes." As he said that, Kira opened the cover of the painting board, and a picture of the sea melting sun was displayed. The red and white, the edges of black and dark blue made the whole picture look red, like the real sun shining in, but the sparkling golden white waves were like the sea holding the sun, completely demonstrating the love between the sun and the sea.

"Does it have a name?" Qinglan looked at the painting.

""stranded"."

"Did "Stranded" sound like a sad love." Qinglan couldn't help but praise.

"Peng------"

The door was opened, Haibara Ai stood inside, squinted his eyes and looked at his long legs, and then looked at Qinglan's face. It could be said that he was full of hostility.

"Alala, it seems that Mr. Kira has a protective angel around him. Then see you tomorrow, a painter protected by the angel." Qinglan twisted her plump and graceful body and walked away.

"When do you want to see? Mu Da vomited again."
Chapter completed!