"Forget it, it's okay." Yuxian Zhisheng gently pulled her arm.
"Come into the store with me." Yukiko Miyamoto held his little hand with a gloomy face.
Shirasawa Rie looked at the miserable old woman and clicked her tongue twice. She was glanced at by Yuzuru who turned around and quickly fell silent.
...
After returning home in the evening, Yu Xian was the first to go to his room.
Miyamoto Yukiko has been an aunt for the past few days, and her temper has been a bit bad, and even he has suffered a bit. The main manifestation is that she sometimes suddenly says that it is very unpleasant to be a woman, and then starts to quarrel with Yu Xianzhi on this topic.
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Yuxian looked innocent, it was none of my business.
Yukiko Miyamoto said loudly, I know it has nothing to do with you, but can't you be considerate of me?!
Yu Xian looked heroic and said loudly, "Okay, if you have any problem, just come to me!"
Xuezi was upset again and said, I just want to chat with you, why are you so loud?
Yu Bao said, should I keep my voice down?
Xuezi said you should keep your voice down, is it still a chat?
Yu Xian was dumbfounded.
Therefore, he decided that when she came to see relatives in the future, he would stay far away.
This was actually a minor problem Miyamoto Yukiko had in the past. When she first came to visit her aunt when she was just a girl, it made the entire Miyamoto family restless. When she was unhappy, she wanted to show off her temper. The key was that everyone in the family coaxed her.
, spoiled her rotten.
Now that the important people are gone, her little temper is still there. Yuxian Zhisheng expressed her understanding that everyone is imperfect and everyone has their own shortcomings. Those little habits in the past cannot be changed in a short time.
of.
Just like a child, if he falls down, he will burst into tears if there is no one around him. If there is no one around him, he will pat his butt and stand up to continue playing.
Miyamoto Yukiko is a naive girl, he has already seen this.
Yu Xian was lying on his bed, texting Yuan and Yilong. The old woman was behaving strangely, which made him feel something was wrong, so he wanted to ask Yuan and Yilong to do an investigation, so that he could feel more at ease.
Xuezi is his most important family member, and he must explore everything about her to the end.
Yuan and Yilong quickly responded to the message: "It is true, it is the gangsters in Narita District who are behind it."
So fast? Yuxian Zhisheng sent a text message to express his surprise.
Yuan and Yilong sent a smiley face, indicating that it was nothing.
"The Black Hand Clubs in all districts of Tokyo have spies installed by the Genjia, and the Dragon and Tiger Club in Narita District is no exception. You can know this kind of thing just by asking Anzi. The Genjia monitors the movements of these Yakuza at all times to prevent them.
Do something harmful to heaven and earth."
"Isn't the Yuan family also the ultimate Taoist?"
"Haha, brother, you have a big misunderstanding. The Minamoto family is not a Taoist family. We are a serious ancient bloodline. During the Edo period, we were nobles given the surname by the ancient royal family."
Across the screen of his mobile phone, Yu Xian could feel the pride of Yuan Yuan and Yilong. They were like those on the Internet in his previous life, 'We are just the right and most energetic masters!'
meaning.
Yuan and Yilong sent text messages again: "You can think of the Yuan family as a big family. We have recruited almost all the top special talents in Tokyo. Doesn't the Guoqinghui have that [Zending Maple Court]?
The Yuan family also has the [Twelve Thrones], which is why the Yuan family is able to fight against the Guoqing Council. However, the Yuan family has always been low-key and not disclosed to the outside world. Didn’t I want you to marry the lady before? It’s you who marry her. The Yuan family is yours.
Yes, the Twelve Thrones are also yours, and the entire western Tokyo area is yours."
This black wood child's bad behavior has started again.
Yu Xian smiled childishly, if it was really that simple, then you should say more to make your presence felt in front of Kurobutong. Marry a tsundere young lady and give you half of Tokyo. It sounds like you are dreaming.
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"Let's not talk about that first. I guess the other party won't give up yet, so I want to ask for your help." Yu Xian Zhisheng wrote back.
"Okay, how can I help? Tell me."
"If the other party calls again, I will send you a message as soon as possible. You can help get rid of these people, but don't get rid of them all, leaving a few gangsters."
"What are you going to do with a few gangsters left? Why not kill them all?"
"No, leave a few weak bastards for Xuezi, she has been in a bad mood recently, let her vent."
"Holy shit."
"Is that okay?"
"That's no problem. I'll leave a few for you. By the way, what level do you want the Yuan family to go on missions with?"
"Out of mission level?"
"Yes, the Yuan family has a special set of punishment levels: human, ghost, dragon, god, heaven and earth. As the level increases, the level of pain felt by the punished object is also different. This mainly depends on your mood.
, I can do it anyway."
"Ghost level." Yu Xian's naive reply.
This set of penalty levels is a bit interesting, so be sure to take a good look at it when you go to the scene.
"I got it, I'll notify you before going on a mission."
"I really don't know how to thank you for this great favor." Yu Xian Zhisheng wrote back, "I owe the Yuan family a favor."
"Such a small thing is not a debt of gratitude. Compared with the kindness you gave me the music to the lady, this is nothing. You don't know how happy the lady was after getting your music. She practiced with her violin in her bedroom all day and night.
.”
"What's that song called?"
""Youiful"."
"Yes, I like to listen to it too, but my aunt has been here in the past two days, and she gets angry at every turn. When I go to eavesdrop on her playing the violin, she chases me and beats me."
Yuxian's naive face was speechless.
This guy is so trusting of himself that he dares to shake anything.
"By the way, do you have any good methods? Please teach me." Yuan Heyilong suddenly sent a text message, "As the lady's dog, I still want to coax her to be happy."
"I also want to know the method." Yu Xian sighed childishly.
I have to say, are all girls' aunts so cruel? In comparison, Yukiko is quite gentle. Oh, and so is the eldest lady of the Shenhua family. The last time I saw her data sheet, she was eighteen years old.
Well, I don’t know what a sunny girl looks like when she comes to visit her aunt. She won’t go out and do bad things with her skates and a murderous look on her face, right?
"Actually, the young lady is quite good. Yuan and Dafeng are really ruthless. The bamboo forest in the back mountain has almost been cut down by her. The old man of the Yuan family plans to plant a sycamore tree next year for her to cut down."
"Who are Yuan and Dafeng?" Yu Xian asked naively.
"Miss's right servant, I am left servant." Yuan Heyilong wrote back, "If you marry the lady in the future, she will also go with you."
"Of course, the gender card is too hard, but I can do it too."
"Go away." Yuxian smiled naively and pressed the send button.
Putting his cell phone in his pocket, he walked downstairs and saw Xuezi standing on the yoga mat making strange movements in front of the TV.
"What are you doing?" Yu Xian was sitting on the sofa.
"Aerobics." Yukiko Miyamoto glanced at him.
Yu Xian nodded, made himself a cup of black tea, took out a pen and paper from the room, curled up his legs on the sofa, and started drawing.
"Draw me again?" Xuezi asked knowingly.
"A very powerful beauty."
Yu Xian made a childish 'hiss' sound and made gestures, as if he was thinking about how to describe what he wanted to express in his heart.
Xuezi, who was wearing a tight-fitting yoga suit, raised her legs high, with her toes almost parallel to her head. She tilted her head, and her waist-length hair tied into a ponytail flowed down: "Such a sense of power?"
"Yes." Yuxian Zhisheng engraved this scene in his mind and prepared to reproduce it with pen and paper.
"Stop drawing." Xuezi said dissatisfiedly, "I want to eat apples."
"Oh okay, wait a minute." Yu Xian put down the pen and paper, got up and went to wash the apples.
Peel the apples and put them on a plate, insert toothpicks.
Miyamoto Yukiko picked up one, put it into his mouth first, then ate a piece with a smile, chewing it happily.
"Peel another banana and add salad." She sat on the yoga mat holding the fruit plate.
"Isn't it good to eat this at night?" Yu Xian said naively.
"Then I don't care." Xuezi said, "Hurry up."
It's like the queen of a palace drama giving orders to the little eunuch beside her.
The younger son has gone.
After a while, a plate of banana fruit with cream salad was served, with oranges on the side and a few mints to dilute the taste.
"Can I draw now?" Yu Xian asked naively.
"You want to draw even if you eat some fruit?" Xuezi raised her eyebrows.
"Yeah." Yu Xian nodded naively.
Every day like this becomes less and less, and when I get busy I won’t have time to see her, so I want to draw some and put them in my schoolbag so that I can take them out and take a look when I miss her.
"I went to take a shower." Xuezi said.
"Aren't you going to eat?" Yuxian asked naively.
"Suddenly I don't want to eat anymore." Xuezi made a face at him.
"Don't take a shower just after exercising." Yu Xian said innocently, "I just won't draw."
"I'm right by your side. If you miss me, call me and I'll come see you. Don't do this kind of thing that you do just to break up." Xuezi bit the apple and said, "It makes me very insecure."
I feel as if you are leaving me."
"How come?" Yu Xian smiled childishly.
"Would you like to go to the photo studio to take a group photo tomorrow?" Xuezi suggested, holding up an apple cube.
"I have training tomorrow. Principal Sawano said that he has hired a vocal teacher for me. It will probably end later."
"Okay." Xuezi blinked.
Yuxian stood up and walked to the bathroom. After a while, he brought out a basin of warm water. There was a towel next to the basin. He soaked the towel in the warm water, wring it out, squatted down, and wiped Miyamoto Yukiko's face and neck.
Sweat in between.
"You'll take a shower later?" Xuezi was puzzled.
"You'll catch a cold." Yu Xian said naively, "Are you feeling comfortable?"
"Yeah." Yukiko Miyamoto nodded.
A strand of hair stuck to her lips, and Yu Xian reached out to take it off.
"Are you feeling better?"
"Much better, thank you."
"It's all what I should do, there's no need to say thank you." Yu Xian said innocently.
Miyamoto Yukiko stretched out her hand, ruffled his hair, picked up a towel and ran into the bathroom with a smile.
"So tired!"
After taking a bath, Yukiko Miyamoto lay down on the soft bed with a moan.
Yuzuru wiped her hair with a towel and put on silk pajamas, which Yukiko bought for him when she and Rie Shirasawa were shopping a few days ago. They were British style and looked like a little prince getting ready for bed.
"Drink this." Yuxian Zhisheng handed over a glass of something.
"What is this?" Yukiko Miyamoto took it curiously.
"Brown sugar ginger tea."
"Huh? When did you buy it?"
"I didn't buy it, you put it in the cupboard and forgot about it."
"oh oh."
Miyamoto Yukiko held the cup and drank in small sips, tilting her head. After drinking, she handed the cup to Yu Xian, who walked downstairs, washed the cup, put it on the dish drying net, and then
Go upstairs and pull up the quilt.
"I'm so envious." Xuezi said, holding her arms.
"What are you envious of?"
"The girl who marries you in the future will definitely be well taken care of."
"Really?" Yuxian smiled happily.
...
The same life repeats itself every day, but I never get tired of it.
One night, before going to bed, Miyamoto Yukiko's cell phone rang again.
It's the old woman's phone number.
Yu Xian smiled innocently, understanding that the guys still weren't giving up. He found an excuse to go to the bathroom, and used his mobile phone to send text messages to Yuan and Yilong.
Yuan and Yilong received the message and responded quickly.
The message is short and punchy: "Roger."
Yu Xian found a piece of manuscript paper, solemnly wrote the words "Dragon and Tiger Club", then took out a lighter and lit it. He watched the paper burn into ashes in the air, and finally pressed the toilet.
The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the evil spirits lie in the night.
