Conan kissed me again and again, and Huiyuan was stunned

Chapter 667: Is this the token of love Haoyue gave you?

"I always feel like he's teaching some weird stuff...!"

Miyano Shiho looked at the confident Miyano Akemi, and seemed to see Dongfang Haoyue's innocent smile behind her. She complained softly with a slight headache:

"Besides, my sister said 'date' in Japanese. Why should I use the Eastern interpretation of dating to understand what she said?"

"no."

Miyano Akemi shook her head gently, grasped Miyano Shiho's soft little hand with a little force, and said softly and gracefully:

"I just hope you'll relax a little after hearing the joke, because you seem to be holding your nerves so tightly."

"I'm not nervous at all..."

Miyano Shiho felt the warmth conveyed by Miyano Akemi, and didn't want her to worry because of her constant fear of the Black Organization coming to visit. She muttered something insincerely, and changed the subject in a low voice out of curiosity:

"By the way, what did you mean by 'No, no, no (Eastern Country language)' just now, sister?"

"It's the oriental language that Haoyue taught me and Mira some time ago, similar to the English "No (no), No (no), No (no)~"

Miyano Akemi saw what Miyano Shiho was thinking and smiled in cooperation.

"oh......"

Seeing that Miyano Akemi hadn't explored her tense mood, Miyano Shiho decided to end the topic of language. After a slightly confused response, she whispered in a very rational tone:

"Tomorrow, please ask Xiaozi to go to the mall and buy what we need, otherwise those people in the organization may discover the true identities of my sister and me."

"Don't worry~"

Miyano Akemi smiled slightly, her left hand passed over the snow-white collar, raised her index finger and repeatedly poked Miyano Shiho's soft and elastic face, and said in a seemingly relaxed and soothing manner:

"If we disguise ourselves well, we won't be discovered by those people~"

Actually...

Miyano Akemi felt the soft red string on her left wrist and said with a tender heart:

"Although I have no evidence, I have a vague feeling... The red string can not only be used to summon the bright moon, but it can also automatically protect me and those around me when danger is imminent~"

"elder sister......"

Miyano Shiho was teased by Akemi, and looked at her with some melancholy. Unexpectedly, he caught her red string from the corner of his eye. He wanted to say something but stopped himself. After a moment of thinking about his words, he said softly with a broken heart:

"Don't poke me yet...!"

As soon as Miyano Shiho finished speaking, he made up his mind. He crossed his right hand over his face and firmly grasped Miyano Akemi's slender index finger to prevent her from escaping. He angrily whispered:

"I wanted to ask you before, where did you get the red string?

Is this the token of love Haoyue gave you?"

Miyano Shiho did not wait for Miyano Akemi's response and recalled in a low voice unhappily:

"You obviously didn't wear anything like this before we parted for so long."

"Hmm...it would be nice if the red string really was a token of love that Haoyue gave me."

Miyano Akemi's well-manicured, rounded nails pressed against Miyano Shiho's cool face. Her right hand always held her left hand hidden under the thin blanket. After a moment's hesitation, she said something regretful, shrugged her shoulders, and said softly and frankly with helplessness:

"Unfortunately, the red string is just a talisman that Haoyue gave me, not a token of love."

"amulet?"

Miyano Shiho looked at the flawless Miyano Akemi with half-belief and half-doubt. He grasped her left index finger with a little force and pressed it on her left shoulder. He wanted to know how much she liked Haoyue and whispered tentatively:

"I think I know why my sister likes Haoyue."

"So, does my sister like Haoyue?"

Miyano Akemi was not fooled at all, and faced Miyano Shiho's disguised chat gaze calmly. She not only avoided the topics she brought up, but even explored her heart directly.

"what?"

Miyano Shiho remained calm, her hands remained motionless, and she grumbled in a low voice with a look of disdain:

"How could I possibly like him?

Playing two games at the same time is really too fickle."