The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo Chapter 174

Chapter 174 of Tokyo's No. 1 Beautiful Teen: Moon Shadow Flowing People (1)

The sky outside the window was slightly bright, and the chirping of birds came from far and near. Yu Xianzhisheng listened to the sound and lost himself in the lake for a while, and didn't wake up until 6:30 in the morning.

Opening her eyes, she found that she was holding down Miyamoto Yukiko's hair, but fortunately she was still sound asleep.

He straightened her hair and covered her with the quilt.

There is still a long time before dawn, the fog in the forest is slowly fading, and the trees that have been wetted by the rain and fog overnight are even more emerald green. Yu Xianzhi got out of bed alone, went to the faucet to get a glass of water, used it to water his dry throat, and then poured a glass of warm water on the head of the bed.

The two of them didn't take a bath last night, they hugged each other as soon as they entered the room, fell straight on the bed, and then fell asleep hugging each other like this, oxygen inhaled into the lungs, carbon dioxide was exhaled, and then inhaled by each other again, this is not a good idea. Habit is a good medicine, it can cure the poison of missing.

This made his mind clearer and happier than before. Miyamoto Yukiko's thoughts of himself were no weaker than his own. He had never felt that people could be so warm and hugged tightly. The two were separated, and even the flowing moonlight could not flow between their bodies.

Yu Xianzhisheng sat on the chair, admiring the sleeping face of Miyamoto Yukiko.

The long ink-colored hair is casually draped, like a pair of ink paintings that are difficult to see. Below is a plain white and slender neck, beautiful eyebrows and eyes, beautiful and natural body curves, and there are traces of rabbit bites on the plump buttocks. The crescent-shaped shallow scar, leading to the ancient mystery, he only glanced at it, walked over to her and pulled the hem of her crepe kimono down a little.

In her peaceful and quiet sleep, he felt infinite joy and sweetness. The two hadn't seen each other for nearly a month and a half, and there were occasional calls, but it wasn't long. Miyamoto Yukiko was always the first to hang up, which made him quite annoyed. comforted a lot.

This gentle movement made Miyamoto Yukiko tremble slightly and woke up.

"Are you awake?" Miyamoto Yukiko half-opened her warm eyes, took Yu Xianzhisheng's pillow in her arms lazily and charmingly, and after a while, she waved to Yu Xianzhisheng, "Quickly. Come here and lie down with me for a while."

Yu Xianzhisheng walked over with a smile, Miyamoto Yukiko threw away the pillow, hugged him in his arms, and the two bodies hugged tightly again. She likes hugs far more than Yu Xianzhisheng. If there is no plan for a day, she can hug herself like this all day, and he has no doubts about it.

"Xuezi, drink the water first." Yu Xianzhi said.

Miyamoto Yukiko let out an 'ahh', wrapped one arm around him, and reached for the water glass by the bed with the other hand. Finally, Yu Xianzhi crawled over and handed the water glass to her, watching her take small sips. Then he squeezed over and pressed his warm cheeks to his own.

No matter what kind of praise he gets from the outside world, it's not so warm for a moment. It can't match the real temperature brought by Yukiko's body. From the moment the performance ended, Yukiko was already in his chest.

"what time is it now?"

"It should be about seven o'clock."

"Let's go and eat."

But no one got up, and the two were gentle for a while before they were willing to break away from their embrace.

It was just after seven o'clock, and there was a warm light under the curtains. When the curtains were opened, the sky was already bright outside. The sky was blue as wash. The temple is stationed among the grass and trees.

"How do you plan today?"

While Yu Xianzhi was washing her face, Miyamoto Yukiko was also touching up her makeup.

"Just leave it to me."

"Is it really okay to delay your performance?"

"How can the performance be one-thousandth of your importance." Yu Xianzhi said naturally.

Miyamoto Yukiko's cheeks flushed shyly, and she smiled softly, was it a hilarious smile? Because he has such an important position in his heart, it must be a girl-like joy.

Yu Xianzhi put on the new clothes that Miyamoto Yukiko brought him, a white round-neck shirt with black slacks and a pair of white sneakers, a well-known Japanese brand.

The watch is Casio, which is not expensive. The white wristband has just been taken out of the box, and the time is not accurate. When he was changing clothes, Miyamoto Yukiko adjusted the time against the clock on the wall.

After getting dressed, he took out the black mask and sunglasses from his schoolbag and put them on his face.

"Will it be recognized?"

"Not sure." Yu Xianzhisheng shook his head.

If it's an ordinary student boy, it doesn't matter how he walks on the street, but he can't, especially since he just finished performing on Mt. Tsukuba last night, there is a high chance of being recognized on the road, and everyone knows that he is here.

Xiaohui Bishoushan's fishing ground is an example. Since he became famous, more and more women have gone there to find him, so he is no longer going anywhere.

"It's great that you can do this." Miyamoto Yukiko asked with a smile, "Let's interview, what does it feel like to be noticed by the crowd?"

"Trouble, super trouble." Yu Xianzhi said, "If only there was a disguise technique."

"Do I want to wear this?" Miyamoto Yukiko asked him with a beautiful glass earring lying in the palm of his hand.

"Don't wear it today, go out to play."

"But I wanted to show it to you. I thought you would like it, so I bought it." Miyamoto Yukiko's cheeks were flushed, and her eyes were pitiful like a small animal.

Yu Xianzhisheng picked up the earrings from her hand, put them on gently for her, and then took two steps back to measure the effect.

Yukiko was wearing a white cotton kimono with a white embroidered belt, her hair was coiled up, and a snow-white bow tie was tied around her slender neck. The transparent earrings reflected the colorful light in the sun, dignified, steady and bright.

"Xuezi, you are so beautiful, I really don't want others to see you."

"As long as you are the first to see it."

The two held hands and went downstairs to eat.

After a simple breakfast, the two took a taxi to the station.

Yu Xian Zhisheng looked at the commercial store on one side through the car window and pointed it to Miyamoto Yukiko. The two wrote down the stores that were of interest to each other and made an appointment to go there.

Getting off the taxi is full of mountain roads, and you need to change to the direct train to Pumen Temple.

The temperature after the rain in summer is not high, the temperature during the day does not exceed 20 degrees, and it will cool down on the mountain.

There are not many people in the tram, but there is no air conditioner. The office workers and students took off their coats and wiped the sweat from their faces, but the two of them showed no signs of sweating. It may be that the temperature in their hearts exceeded the temperature on the outside, and their hands Together, An Ran's heart is more comfortable than the air conditioner.

On the way, there was a high school girl who kept staring at Yu Xianzhi, trying to see something from him. Although she was covering her tightly, this smart girl was comparing his figure.

Yukiko Miyamoto grabbed Yuxian Zhisheng's hand firmly, Yuxian Zhisheng took her hand and raised it to show the high school girl, the girl turned her head blushing, the car had just arrived at Morimachi Station. ran down.

"It won't be a problem, will it?"

"I didn't do anything bad, what could go wrong, you and I are a family from the beginning." Yu Xianzhi felt the pain in his hand.

"Are you happy? Being cared by such a beautiful girl?" Miyamoto Yukiko looked at the scenery and seemed to care nothing about this issue.

"I'm not happy, I hoped she would leave soon."

"She didn't mess with you."

"But she made you unhappy."

"I'm not unhappy, childish, are you making fun of me?"

"Small dare not."

Miyamoto Yukiko smiled and stretched out his hand and stroked his hair: "I'm not unhappy, but very happy. I used to think that you could marry an ordinary beautiful girl, but now it seems that you will definitely be able to marry a better one in the future. So happy about it."

Yu Xianzhi felt that her explanation was completely unnecessary.

At Pumen Temple, the two watched a rakugo performance.

Rakugo is a traditional Japanese folk art, similar to Chinese single-person comic dialogue.

In the quaint main hall, a gray-haired old man is sitting on a futon with a folding fan in his hand, and is telling the famous story "The Grim Reaper", a story of a greedy man who used the power of the Grim Reaper to make money, but was taken away by the Grim Reaper . Under the interpretation of the old man, the atmosphere is sometimes terrifying, and sometimes it is funny and banter.

The audience burst into laughter and applause from time to time.

Yu Xianzhisheng held Miyamoto Yukiko's hand like a doctor, feeling her mood changes. When the old man spoke of the arrival of death in a strange atmosphere, unlike the nervousness of the audience, Miyamoto Yukiko was He was eager to try, as if he wanted to fight the **** of death. When others felt sorry for those whose lives were taken away by the **** of death, Miyamoto Yukiko looked disdainful, as if saying that he deserved it, why did you go earlier, greedy ghost.

Yu Xianzhi was happy for his discovery.

So, this time, he didn't remember anything, only remembered all the lovely expressions of this Valkyrie. After the show, Miyamoto Yukiko discussed with him with a glass of orange juice.

"Xuezi, I want to drink orange juice," he said.

"I asked you just now and you said no."

"I want to drink now."

Yukiko Miyamoto handed him half of the orange juice, and Yu Xianzhi used her straw to finish the drink. The transparent and thick glass bottle shone in the sunlight, and he threw the bottle into the recyclable trash can. inside.

"Well, wait a moment, the two of you." The old man who had just performed rakugo in the lecture chased after him.

Miyamoto Yukiko thought he recognized Yu Xian Zhisheng, and couldn't help but get nervous. There are many tourists here, and if they are found, they will be surrounded by water.

"Excuse me, are you Miss Yukiko from the Miyamoto family?" The old man came to find Miyamoto Yukiko.

"Huh?" Miyamoto Yukiko pointed at himself.

The old man's aged face showed a look of anticipation, and he kept nodding his head, completely lost his prestige and domineering just now, but rather like an elderly fan.

"Yes." Miyamoto Yukiko nodded.

"I am fortunate to have seen your grandfather's kendo challenge, and I admire it very much." The old man nodded slightly, "If you don't mind, can I invite you to come to my son's kendo hall for some advice?"

"No chance." Yu Xianzhisheng took Miyamoto Yukiko's hand and walked away quickly.

"Actually, it doesn't matter if you give me one or two pointers. It can give you a personal connection. If you want to learn rakugo in the future, you can also ask him. That old man is quite famous in the rakugo world." Miyamoto Yukiko, who was pulled by him, said.

"I don't need this." Yu Xianzhi simply refused.

The tram reaches the foot of Mt. Tsukuba, and the two roads are full of cherry blossoms. On the tram news, the tourist spots of Mt. Tsukuba and the news of the cherry blossoms are in full bloom.

Along the way, Miyamoto Yukiko showed him that someone knew her name, childish and cute.

"Being famous is nothing good." Yu Xianzhi smiled.

"But in this case, if I go out with you, I won't lose face to you..."

The tram drove into the cave, and the eyes were dark, and then a grand light poured into the eyes. On the railway track road surrounded by the mountains, the cherry blossoms fell like rain. The tourists stood up in surprise, kept exclaiming, and took out from their backpacks. out of the camera to capture beautiful scenery.

The rainy season has not yet passed. Although the cherry blossoms have been knocked down by the rain, they are still prosperous and beautiful.

Pieces of cherry blossoms floated in from the car window, and Miyamoto Yukiko reached out to reach the flowers. In the dream of the blue sky and pink clouds, her snow-white skin was set against a gorgeous peach pink, which made people feel heartbroken.

A blond boy sitting opposite stared at Miyamoto Yukiko's undulating curves, his face flushed, and he lowered his head in embarrassment, but quickly raised his head again, and his eyes fell on other parts of her.

Yu Xianzhisheng stood up behind Miyamoto Yukiko, blocking the boy's sight.

Miyamoto Yukiko was unaware of the amazing charm exuded by her innocence. She smiled and grabbed the petals fluttering in the wind in the palm of her hand and pressed them against Yu Xian's childish nose.

Yu Xian Zhisheng blew, and the cherry blossoms continued to dance.

The cherry blossoms fell on her neck, and in front of the little boy, he put his hand into her neck, took out the cherry blossoms, and put it in his mouth.

The little boy turned his face away angrily ~www.mtlnovel.com~ Yu Xianzhi gave a disdainful smile.

"At this rate, when the big summer solar term arrives, it will probably fade away." Miyamoto Yukiko said sadly, lying on the convenient table, "Will it be too late to enjoy the flowers this year?"

"It's okay, there are still cherry blossoms in Kyoto," Yu Xianzhi said.

"But I want to go with you, you can't go to Kyoto for the time being, you want to compete." Miyamoto Yukiko remembered something, and showed a guilty look, "I'm sorry, I'm too willful, I shouldn't say this. "

"By then, the maple leaves should be all over the ground." Yu Xianzhi said.

The finals of the Starlight Awards will be held in September, and the most expensive National Arena in Tokyo will be rented. By that time, tourists here will come to Tsukuba Mountain and will also see the billboards of the Starlight Awards.

At that time, the two students who reached the top will have a final duel.

"Just do your best." Miyamoto Yukiko said, patting the old patterned bag, "I'll take care of you anyway."

"I will take the championship trophy back." Yu Xianzhi said indifferently.

"Can you give it to me then?" Miyamoto Yukiko said this to encourage him, and it was also a bit of a joke. The higher you go, the more difficult it will be. She understands it better than anyone else.

"Of course you can, take it back and melt it to make jewelry for you."

The two whispered to each other, and the others were watching the cherry blossoms and didn't notice it.

"I heard that the trophy is not made of gold, only the outer layer is."

"Is that so, **** program group."

Miyamoto Yukiko was taken aback by his bold statement, and after a while, he laughed softly. +Bookmark+

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