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357 Taste Lipstick

Shi Kaobing's affairs were busy from afternoon to evening, and the chaos finally came to a stop. Tomorrow's itinerary was also confirmed. The long day was over, and he could rest tonight.

In a certain room on the cruise ship, Hanyu Qingan was leaning on the bedside, watching Sonoko Suzuki removing makeup in front of the dressing mirror, while Yuzu stuck her butt out and lay on the bed playing with the paper figurines.

Hanyu Kiyosu admired Suzuki Sonoko's fair and fair neck and smooth jade face, and asked: "Why do you put on makeup when your skin is so good?"

Suzuki Sonoko did not stop moving and said: "I just put on light makeup. After all, there are outsiders here, and what is the purpose of makeup? Of course it is to look beautiful~

Yuzu, am I pretty?"

Yuzi stayed still, twisted her neck, and struck a difficult pose, "Beautiful~"

Hanyu Qingan smiled and said: "If you love beauty so much, why don't you know how to change your hairstyle? If I hadn't asked you, you would still be wearing a hairband."

Suzuki Sonoko was speechless after hearing this, and said: "This... you know, the hairband is a gift from Xiaolan, and it is very convenient to wear. It is convenient, who can refuse it?"

After saying that, she went to put on lip balm again. I really don't know whether she was lazy or not. Maybe she was lazy because she loved beauty, so this kind of separation occurred.

Hanyu Qingan looked at the way she pursed her lips and felt salivating in her mouth, "What does it taste like?"

"Ah?" Suzuki Sonoko was stunned and handed over the lip balm, "Do you want to wear the mint one too?"

"No, I want to taste it." Hanyu Qingan's eyes fell on the other party's soft and shiny lips.

Suzuki Sonoko blushed and looked at Yuzu carefully, only to find that the latter looked energetic and stared at her round eyes, "What are you going to eat? Yuzu also wants to try it!"

"..."

Suzuki Sonoko glanced at Hanyu Qing'an angrily, saying yesterday that he praised him for his ability to educate children, but he would not teach him today! It had not even been twenty-four hours, and it was really not a worry.

"What do you want to eat?" Yuzi looked between the two of them eagerly, her little tongue sticking out at the corner of her mouth restlessly.

Suzuki Sonoko got up and took her out of bed, "It's so late and I still need to eat. I'm going to brush my teeth, wash up and go to bed."

"Ouch..." Yuzi drawled in a long voice and followed with a low eyebrow.

After a while, the sound of washing came from the bathroom, and Suzuki Sonoko suddenly poked her head out. Hanyu Qing'an thought she had changed her mind, but he saw her asking with confusion:

"Qing'an, do you think there is something wrong with this child? She never seems to say 'I', but always says 'youzi' and calls herself by her own name. Should she change this habit?"

After hearing this, Hanyu Qingan relaxed again and leaned back. He was not very professional in this matter, but he vaguely remembered that he had read some relevant psychological knowledge.

So he casually said: "The question you asked is very critical and important. We must start from philosophy..."

Seeing Suzuki Sonoko's expression of distrust, Hanyu Kiyosu explained:

"Really, how you call yourself actually involves people's understanding of themselves and others. When children are young, they cannot correctly distinguish themselves from others, so they habitually call themselves names.

This is related to the order and difficulty of vocabulary in language learning. If you observe, you will find that all babies learn from nouns.

For example, when parents teach their children, they always hold the baby's hand, point at the parents, the table and chairs, and themselves, and then tell the baby what it is pointing to.

In this way the baby learns his own name, but this does not mean that he understands the meaning of the name, he just learns a noun.

I neither understand the abstract references of ‘you’, ‘me’ or ‘him’, nor do I recognize the boundaries between myself and others.”

Seeing that Suzuki Sonoko's eyes were about to turn into mosquito coils, Hanyu Kiyosu could only sum up simply:

"Don't worry about this kind of thing. When she gets older, she will slowly understand the true meaning of 'I'."

Suzuki Sonoko had something to say at this moment, "But I see that the child named Ayumi in the Junior Detective Team still calls her name from time to time. She is already seven years old and is in elementary school. I am afraid that Yuzu will be seven years old.

Still like this...

Hiss - Speaking of which, why didn't I notice before that Conan, this little devil, obviously doesn't look like a seven-year-old, especially compared to Ayumi, he is so different.

Why didn't you think there was something wrong with him at first? I never thought he was Kudo Shinichi..."

While talking, Suzuki Sonoko went off topic. Hanyu Qingan did not correct him, but just said: "If you compare Mitsuhiko's child, you will find that Mitsuhiko and Ayumi are also very different. They are far different from ordinary Qi.

year old child.”

Suzuki Sonoko recalled it carefully. She didn't have much impression, but it seemed certain.

"If you observe carefully, you will find that Ayumi is also very powerful in some aspects. She is much more mature than the average seven-year-old child."

Since Hanyu Kiyosu came to this world, he has become accustomed to observing familiar faces. On the one hand, because the memory of Conan is too long, he can recall as much as possible in this way.

On the other hand, this kind of thing is very interesting, just like he always stares at Suzuki Sonoko without any problem, not only because he likes it, but also because it is surprising that the paper man becomes a reality.

Especially this skin...it's outrageous that the paper man is still so perfect after he turned into a real person.

"Stop looking, wait until Yuzu falls asleep." Suzuki Sonoko glanced at him and whispered, the blush and joy on her face could tell the secret joy in her heart.

Hanyu Qing'an likes her, likes her skin, likes every part of her body, and he doesn't feel bored at all, which always makes her happy.

Hearing Suzuki Sonoko's words, Hanyu Kiyon immediately became energetic, picked up a storybook on the bedside, and prepared to put Yuzu to sleep soon.



"...'She wants to warm herself up...' people said. No one knows how beautiful things she once saw, how happy she was, and followed her grandma to the happiness of the New Year."

After reading A Little Match Girl, Hanyu Qingan looked down at the energetic eyes in his arms and was speechless. Was the bedtime story refreshing?

After listening to this, Yuzi blinked her eyes, seeming to be in a bad mood.

Seeing this, Suzuki Sonoko scolded: "It's wrong for you to read this story. Can't you change it to a lighter one?"

Hanyu Kiyosu knew that she was talking about Yuzu's life experience, and maybe the little match girl would be sympathetic and sad to hear it, but...

"I have told her this story many times. She especially likes to hear it and it is the easiest to fall asleep. You see she is depressed because you don't let her eat before going to bed."

Suzuki Sonoko looked at Yuzi in surprise, "Aren't you sad after hearing this story?"

Yuzi tilted his head and looked at her, wondering: "Why should you be sad? Yuzi has a father, and his arms are warm. Yuzi doesn't have to live on the street."

"..."

Suzuki Sonoko understood that this was the same as sleeping at home on a stormy day. The harsher the external environment, the more warmth it brought out in the room.

The suffering of others can also bring out your own happiness.

This child is always different from others.

Having no other choice, Suzuki Sonoko drove Hanyu Kiyosu aside and sang a lullaby to Yuzu, who finally put her to sleep after a while.

Then……

"Wait, wait, don't be in such a hurry, go to the courtyard first..."

"Aren't you going today? I haven't done it on a cruise ship yet."

"..."

"The mint tastes a bit cold, so try something else next time."

"Uh...hum..."


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