The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo

"I thought... it was a button! It was a button!" Miyamoto Yukiko covered her blushing face.

The difference between the shy Yukiko and the tough Yukiko is really big, Yu Xianzhisheng couldn't take his eyes away.

"Oh yes, this is the pen and manuscript paper you asked me to buy."

Miyamoto Yukiko quickly changed the subject, took out a stack of manuscript paper and a delicate pen, and placed it in front of Yu Xianzhisheng: "Draw well, look forward to your work!"

Both of them were bought at the most expensive price. Miyamoto Yukiko had a lot of dowry money left, so Yu Xianzhisheng bought the best ones.

Although she was stubborn to take on the unreasonable debt, she obviously didn't plan to save money on Yu Xianzhisheng.

Yu Xianzhi thanked him and put the manuscript paper in his schoolbag.

"Speaking of which, I did something I regret today." Miyamoto Yukiko said dejectedly.

"What's the matter?" Yu Xianzhi raised his ears.

"It's... I lost the medicine bottle you drew for me." Xuezi scratched her head regretfully, "I thought it would be so handsome to say goodbye to the past after throwing it away, just like the heroine in a TV series, When I got home, I suddenly realized that I should have kept it, and then I ran back to pick it up regretfully, but the trash can has already been cleaned."

"What's there to regret? If the old ones don't go away, the new ones won't come. Anyway, the snowman will melt away. I can paint you whatever Xuezi wants." Yu Xianzhi shrugged his shoulders, "The burden is too heavy. I can't move forward, and Xuezi, who dares to say goodbye to the past, is the most handsome in my heart."

"Really?"

"real."

His little mouth is so sweet, and it makes people proud that he can say bad things, and it is easy to feel satisfied to stay by his side.

Miyamoto Yukiko held up her chin charmingly, "Hey, I was actually thinking, when you learn to sketch in the future, you can draw me art portraits, I've always been looking forward to someone who can draw my body at my age, and then put it on. Put it in a box and bury it in the yard, and then dig it out and look at it for myself when I am in my twilight years. I look back and reminisce, and I feel like I will grow old if I don’t paint.”

"To wear clothes or not to wear clothes?" Yu Xianzhi raised his goblet, tons and tons.

"Definitely don't wear it. I went to see the art exhibition in the Academy of Fine Arts under Dongda Art, and found that the models there were not wearing clothes." Miyamoto Yukiko was shy and expectant, "I can't trust others, so I can only ask you. "

"Don't worry, leave it to me." Yu Xianzhi snorted, "Make sure the painting is real and beautiful, and not only painting, but also photography, all four seasons can be photographed, standing in the flowers in spring, In summer, you can walk in the forest, in autumn you can sleep on the fallen leaves, and in winter, you can stay at home, lighting the stove and leaning on the sofa covered with Persian velvet.”

"Aren't you wearing any clothes?"

"You can wear it as you want."

"Is it really possible?"

"Of course there's no problem." Yu Xianzhisheng affirmed. In fact, if you want to paint, you can paint now, but he didn't say it. Many things are better if they take their course, but if you are impatient, it will become unbeautiful. Waiting is also a kind of happiness.

"I've prepared a thank you gift!"

"Clang! Dang! Dang!" Miyamoto Yukiko pulled out GAMEBOY and a pack of game cards from under the skirt like a juggler, "How are you, are you happy?"

Yu Xianzhi was stunned for a moment, then smiled: "I'm very happy, thank you, Xuezi."

He had cleared these games a long time ago and was not interested in playing them again, but Yukiko gave them to him, and he was really happy, happy for the feeling of being cared about.

"By the way, after paying off the debt, what does Xuezi plan to do?" Yu Xianzhi asked.

"I think about it, after paying off the debt, I should go to Miyamoto Heavy Industries to take a look." Miyamoto Yukiko shook his head, "But I just intend to go and see, the employees of Miyamoto Heavy Industries are almost gone. Now there are only shell companies left, and there are still a few old employees who have to stick to it to make money, but they are still in a state of making ends meet.”

"Does Yukiko want to revitalize Miyamoto Heavy Industries?"

Yu Xianzhisheng had seen Miyamoto Heavy Industries' advertising in the newspaper.

It used to be a very large company. It was engaged in the transportation of steel raw materials and had commercial connections with many large companies. At the same time, it also sold various famous swords and swords. It had a great reputation and many people came to order. But after the decline of the Miyamoto family in the past few years, the grandeur of Miyamoto Heavy Industries has also disappeared from the eyes of the world, and now it is just lingering.

"It's difficult, there's almost no possibility of revitalization." Miyamoto Yukiko smiled bitterly, "So I want to save money to open a game arcade after paying off the debt, so that you can come and play after school."

"Do you want to be the proprietress of the game hall?" Yu Xianzhi was happy.

"Well, there is no charge for you." Miyamoto Yukiko blinked. "You can grab any doll machine or something. If you grab it, you can give it to the girl you like, or bring a girl over to play with. I can pretend that I don't know you and fight for you."

"I'm not interested." Yu Xianzhi shook his head, "Tell me about you, Xuezi, if Xuezi meets a man she likes in the future, how many do you plan to have?"

This question was too sudden, and Miyamoto Yukiko was stunned.

After a while she drank the wine and leaned back in the chair, the wine flowing down the esophagus, the alcohol spread all the way to the heart, she felt the gap in her heart cracked a little, and something escaped from there , whizzing past her chest like a canyon train.

She breathed slowly, her soft curves swaying up and down: "There won't be that man, I don't plan to have children in my life, it's fine if the blood of Miyamoto's family ends with me, I don't need anyone to bear the name of Miyamoto. And suffered."

"I mean hypothetical." Yu Xianzhi raised the small dried fish to signal.

"This assumption does not hold." Miyamoto Yukiko shook his head helplessly.

"It's just an assumption, I want to hear the answer." Yu Xianzhi said seriously.

"...Then I plan to give birth to one or two." Miyamoto Yukiko touched his belly, "If you don't have one or two, it will be quite troublesome."

Yu Xianzhisheng jumped out of the chair and walked to Miyamoto Yukiko. He leaned down and put his side face on Miyamoto Yukiko's abdomen. It was dull and could not hear any sound. In fact, he thought he could hear the openness in the mountains. , or the rustling of grass blades in the wind.

"It's so itchy, what are you doing?" Miyamoto Yukiko combed his hair with his fingers, and UU Reading www.uukanshu.com smiled.

"Bass in the depths of my soul." Yu Xianzhi raised his head and sat back in his seat.

"Beth in the depths of the soul?" Miyamoto Yukiko was taken aback, "What is this?"

"The teacher taught us in the music class today. He said that the bass has a very low range and has almost no sense of presence in the band. Maybe after the performance, he forgot to introduce the bass player. But the bass is the soul of a band, and there is no bass playing. There's a world of difference between a band and a band with bass."

"That's why the teacher said that bass is a piece of music that people can listen to, from the depths of the soul."

Yu Xianzhi made up a music teacher at random. Children are good, and there is no psychological burden to lie.

Although Yukiko Miyamoto didn't understand it very well, she was very happy to hear Yu Xian Zhisheng's babble, which shows that the child has been well integrated into school life, otherwise why would he listen to the music teacher? so carefully.

But she didn't even know that Yu Xianzhi didn't have music lessons today.

Yu Xianzhi was full, and looked at Miyamoto Yukiko with his cheeks on his back: "I was listening to the bass in Yukiko's soul just now, and the teacher also said, just like bass, whether something exists depends on human consciousness, you If you have it in your heart, it will always be there.”

"Xuezi said he wouldn't have children, right, but I think so, so I will." Yu Xianzhi said solemnly.

Miyamoto Yukiko trembled when she heard the laugh, and patted her belly: "Absolutely impossible."

"Okay, let's not talk about me, let's talk back to you." Miyamoto Yukiko's eyes were bright, "You will meet the girl you like and form a happy family in the future. How many do you plan to have with her?"

"Have eight." Yu Xianzhi looked at Miyamoto Yukiko quietly.

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