v4 Chapter 11： Drive carefully (1/2)

”It's not... Cuckoo...” I just wanted to refuse the request to eat, but Maurilan's small belly screamed out in disappointment, and the blush that made her face recede rose again, her small head even more It's too low to be lifted up.

”Xiaolan, this is thanks to you for showing me the way last time. Don't think so much about it.” Noel smiled and explained to Maoliran so that she would not be so nervous.

”Huh.” Mauritan nodded slightly and responded very, very quietly.

Although Mao Lilan's response was very quiet, Noel, who was so powerful, still asked clearly, after obtaining Maorilan's consent.

In the navigation in the car, Noel quickly found a very good western restaurant, and soon remembered the driving route in his mind, speeding up the speed to the location of the western restaurant.

Seeing that Maori Lan kept her head down, she didn't know what she was thinking. Noel also took the opportunity to speed up the car at this time, but still kept the sports car stable.

Therefore, it didn't take long for Noel to drive the sports car to the western restaurant and park the sports car in the parking space.

It wasn't until the sports car was parked that Noel got out of the car and Maurilan opened the door, she realized that she had reached the restaurant, untiedly untied her seat belt, and came out of the co-pilot's position.

After closing the door, Noel took Xiaolan's hand and led her into the Western restaurant.

Next, during the meal time of the two, Maori Lan gradually began to let go under Noel's humor, instead of being nervous all the time, chatting with Noel while talking and laughing.

Noel is talking about some topics that Maori Lan is interested in. Unlike Kudo Shinichi, he only talks about detectives all the time, regardless of whether the other party likes to listen or not.

It took a long time for the two to take a break in the restaurant after filling their stomachs, before Noel checked out and took Maorilan away.

Back in the car, Maori Lan, who had completely let go, did not bow his head and did not talk like before, but chatted with Noel while driving, joking, and from time to time in the car, Maori Lan was laughed at with laughter .

Pleasant times are always short-lived. Under Maorilan's guidance, Noel has driven the sports car downstairs to her house, which is No.1, No. 39, Fifchome, Mihanacho, Tokyo.

”Noel, you don't have to get out of the car, I can just open the door myself.” Seeing Noel wanted to get off, Maorilan quickly stopped.

”Okay, then.” Noel, who was about to unbuckle his seatbelt, saw that Maori Lan had already said that, and stopped to look at her.

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