"However, we agreed to just sleep with him for a week." Xuezi suddenly said.
"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. Yukiko 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 talking, but found no response.
She lowered her head and saw that Yu Xian was 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 away in her arms. His beautiful and quiet profile under the moonlight looked so cute and cute.
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.
Yu Xian opened her eyes and sat up from the bed, yawned, and felt warm beside her. Xuezi was still sleeping peacefully, her flower-like face breathing quietly, her chest rising and falling, trembling slightly.
I 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 school bag.
The Cultural Affairs Committee has begun to review the first draft, and you can send it 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. Yuxian's childish height was originally only a little taller than Guozhao, 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.
He hopes that he can grow up quickly, both physically and socially, so that he can solve all difficulties for her. He hopes that Xuezi can be proud of herself.
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-ku, 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.
"I'll sign up at the figure skating training ground in the morning, and then I'll take you to a sashimi shop, which is very 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, and the sun had not yet risen. There was a mist-like rain in the air. 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, we didn't even celebrate your transfer to another school, so we should celebrate together." Yukiko Miyamoto 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 do it by herself."
Miyamoto Yukiko's heart is 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." Yuxian 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.
Soon this small picture was finished. It was a delicate and small feather, with two strings intertwined at the top, and a line of small words written below: 'Feather Strings Childish Snow'
"What is this?" Xuezi asked.
"You don't want to get married. You will be very distressed if you are approached. This is my personal seal. If someone approaches you in the future, show this to them and say that you already have a family." Yu Xian was serious.
said.
Xuezi couldn't hold it any longer and burst out laughing.
Yu Xian was a little embarrassed and reached out to pat her head.
On the arms, the 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, "I will still draw in the future. I can draw every day, as long as you need it."
"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. With Yukiko being so beautiful, it is difficult not to attract attention when the time comes. He does not want her to be disturbed, nor does he want to see her distressed.
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.
