The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo

"However, we agreed to just sleep with him for a week." Xuezi said suddenly.

"Yes, I know." Yuxian Zhisheng nodded in her arms.

Although talking about this at this time was a bit embarrassing and the atmosphere was ruined, Yuxian was not impatient. Xuezi was not such a casual woman, and some of the things she was stubborn about could only be changed bit by bit.

"If you're afraid of sleeping alone, I'll buy you some dolls to put on your bed when you sign up tomorrow."

"No, I'm not a child anymore." Yu Xian said naively.

"Yukiko."

"Um?"

"Do you really live only for me?"

"Really, I can swear to you if you need me."

"Me too, Xuezi, I only live for you. You must live well. If you leave me, I will give up myself." Yuxian whispered naively.

"Don't say such things." Xuezi hugged him tighter.

She continued, but found no response.

She lowered her head and saw Yuxian Zhisheng sleeping in her arms. He looked very cute while sleeping, with a slight frown on his face and a slightly pursed mouth, looking a little tired.

But the fatigue on his face gradually melted in her arms. His beautiful and quiet profile under the moonlight would make any woman unable to help kissing him, but she knew that she was not a princess and did not have the qualifications. From the moment she lived only for him, she gave up this qualification.

His own chastity was to strengthen his faith.

And his chastity should be a gift to the girl in his destiny.

She didn't feel sad, just a little sad. The small sadness was like a seed, growing and growing in her heart. At the moment when the ground was broken, it brought a slight pain like threads. This slight pain became her The awkward but determined strength in my heart.

This power supported her, breathing, thinking about walking a long way with him.

Xuezi leaned sideways, feeling a little uncomfortable that her heart was being squeezed. She smiled softly, closed her eyes, and slowly buried her dreams into the tips of his fragrant hair.

...

The morning has not yet broken.

Yuxian Zhisheng opened his eyes and sat up from the bed, yawned, and felt warm beside him. Xuezi was still sleeping peacefully, her flower-like face breathing quietly, her chest rising and falling, trembling slightly.

She slept very comfortably that night, and Yu Xian was very satisfied.

Then I thought that I could only sleep with him for a week, so it only took one day, which made me feel a little disappointed.

He walked out of bed, picked up the manuscript of "The Great Gatsby" hidden under the textbook, and stuffed it into his schoolbag.

The Cultural Affairs Committee has begun to review the first draft, and it will be sent out today while it is on the street.

Then wash up and get dressed, then go to the kitchen to wash rice and make porridge.

Xuezi's mind was very delicate, and even he himself didn't realize that he had grown taller, but she saw the slight difference at a glance. Yu Xian's childlike height was originally only a little taller than Guozao, but now when he looked down, he just felt like Although the sight of a giant is a bit exaggerated, he can indeed cook without stepping on a stool.

The porridge is cooked carefully and slowly over the fire.

Yu Xian was sitting at the long table, dozing off while waiting for Xuezi to get up.

Not long after, Xuezi also yawned and walked down, leaning on the stairs. Seeing the well-behaved Yu Xian, she walked over and ruffled his hair.

The two looked at each other and smiled.

After breakfast, we set off. Xuezi took out her other expensive snow-white drapery dress today. It was not too cold to wear a dress at this time. Yu Xianzhisheng understood what she meant.

The figure skating training ground was in Chuo District, Tokyo, which was the top wealthy area in Tokyo. She didn't want to lose face, and it was hard to let go of the temperament of the former eldest lady.

Xuezi, who was walking in front, had a soft waist and the edge of her skirt was shaking. She seemed to be aware of the sight behind her.

She turned around playfully and smiled childishly and maliciously at Yu Xian.

Yu Xian's naive face turned red and he got into the passenger seat awkwardly.

Tsk, got caught red-handed.

"I will sign up at the figure skating training ground in the morning, and then I will take you to a sashimi shop, which is famous." Yukiko twisted the engine, and the Nissan 240SX that had been with her for many years roared.

"It's too luxurious." Yu Xian looked at the solid morning scenery outside the car window.

It was early in the morning, people had not yet woken up, the sun had not yet risen, the air was filled with mist and rain, only the car roof lights emitted a faint light, and everything around was quiet.

This is actually a very lonely environment.

But with Xuezi around, he felt that the scene in front of him was so elegant, as if the sky had paved it for the two of them.

"It's not extravagant, it's just a meal. Speaking of which, you didn't even celebrate your transfer to another school. It just so happened that we celebrated together." Miyamoto Yukiko said happily.

"I slept very well last night. I haven't slept so peacefully for a long time."

Xuezi stretched out her hand, pinched Yuxian's childish little nose, and said softly: "I can drive the car very smoothly. You can catch up on some sleep in the car. Relax, there will be no training today, just report in advance." It’s just a name.”

"And maybe you can meet that super powerful figure skater. Her name is Shenhui Ruri, but I don't know if she will come to train today. If you are lucky, you might be able to meet her. Then squeeze in and get one. Sign it!"

"Okay, you can just arrange it." Yu Bao snorted as his nose was pinched, "But I won't show favor to women other than Xuezi. If you want an autograph, Xuezi can go by herself."

Miyamoto Yukiko's heart was filled with sweetness.

Suddenly a bold idea came to my mind.

It would be great if Yu Bao could marry Shen Hui in the future, and he would have all the fame and status at once, but it is unlikely if you think about it. Such a noble girl, with their current family backgrounds, is really high.

"Xuezi, please stretch out your arms." Yu Xianzhisheng took out a pen from his schoolbag.

"Huh? What do you want to do?" Miyamoto Yukiko obediently stretched out her white arms.

Yuxian Zhisheng fixed her arms under his shoulders and carefully drew on the inside of her arms.

"It's so itchy." Xuezi said.

"Don't move around." Yu Xian said naively.

The small pattern was soon finished. It was a delicate and small feather, with two strings interlaced at the top, and a line of small words written below: 'Yue Xing Zhi Sheng の雪子'

"What is this?" Xuezi asked.

"This is my personal seal. If someone approaches you in the future, just show this to them and say that you are already married." Yu Xian said seriously.

Xuezi couldn't hold it any longer and burst into laughter.

Yu Xian was a little embarrassed and reached out to pat her head.

On the arms, a faint ink color spreads out, which is very beautiful.

"What if it washes off after taking a shower? How about I get a tattoo?" Xuezi's eyes were bright.

"No, don't get a tattoo." Yu Xian shook his head quickly, "In the future I will still paint, and I can paint every day, and I don't just want to paint on my arms, I want to paint on my neck, the back of my hands, anywhere. "

"Then it's up to you!" Xuezi shot back, ruffling his hair.

There are many rich people in the Chuo District of Tokyo. If you take a photo, you will see the young master of a certain family. Yukiko is so beautiful that it is difficult not to attract attention.

After drawing the seal, Yuxian Zhisheng felt more at ease.

The car drove steadily, he stretched, took off his shoes, curled up with his schoolbag, and slowly dozed off his eyes.

He had a dream.

A strangely sweet dream.