MTL - The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo-Chapter 7 : Dancer of Izu

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The spring breath of Hokkaido follows the strong downdraft over Tokyo, like a huge soft hand touching the spring flowers along the road, while sweeping the snow-turned water into Tokyo's dense steel waterways.

When the first touch of spring touched Yu Xianzhi's cheek, Yu Xianzhi woke up.

Miyamoto Yukiko was already sitting beside the bed. She took off her plain cotton white nightdress and wore only a thin lace-trimmed bodice. She was dressing up in front of the table. Her long, plump black hair and elegant and noble hairpins, The delicate face like flowers, the light pink shadow at the corner of the eyes is innocent and simple, as if the light and shadow of most of the world are secretly hiding inside, poking out the vivid little head.

At this moment, she is like Kaoruko in "The Dancing Girl of Izu", simple and shy, out of the world.

In "Izu's Dancing Girl", Kawabata Yasunari said to the dancing girl Kaoruko: "When I have you, whether it is buying a tie in a department store or picking up a fish in the kitchen, I will feel happy."

It was raining heavily that day, Kaoruko said, I also like Kang Chengjun, I like all the books Kang Chengjun likes, it would be great if I could watch Kang Chengjun for the rest of my life, but I’m leaving, please send me forget it.

So the hand that was supposed to be holding hands beautifully and vigorously and rushing to the fairyland at the end of the world was disconnected, and the torrent in my heart overflowed from every crevice of the body before it had time to vent.

Kawabata Yasunari said, okay, goodbye, I will think of Kaoruko every day.

Yu Xianzhisheng got out of bed and tied a hairpin to Miyamoto Yukiko's hair: "Good morning, Yukiko."

"Ah, you're awake." Miyamoto Yukiko thought he was like a silent kitten, "Go brush your teeth, I'll make bread and milk for you after I get dressed."

"By the way, this is your new school uniform." Miyamoto Yukiko threw a box of couriers on the quilt next to Yu Xianzhi, "Just use the toothbrush I usually use at night, no problem, send it I'll go to the department store to buy you a new one after you go to school."

"No problem, I don't dislike Xuezi." Yu Xianzhi stretched his waist and rubbed his eyes. The warm winter sun outside the window was just right, and the white light shone on the endless snow, reflecting infinite warmth.

Yu Xian Zhisheng took the express box and prepared to open it.

Miyamoto Yukiko handed over a pair of scissors and asked, "Do you need help?"

Yu Xianzhi shook his head, took the scissors from Yukiko's hand, and opened the dusty box carefully.

He hasn't received a courier for a long time.

I once heard a saying that some people are crazy about TV shopping, not because the products are so attractive, but because those people are too lonely. But still so happy.

Everyone has their own quirks, and behind them are the scars of childhood that are long and indelible.

"I can do it myself." Yu Xianzhi took out the school uniform wrapped in plastic film from the box. The school uniform was printed with the school uniform and school badge of the Tokyo Art Affiliated Elementary School. The school badge is an apricot tree leaf, which is exquisite and beautiful.

"Do you like it?" Miyamoto Yukiko's hand was smearing light crimson eyeshadow, "Quickly put it on and let me see, I'm looking forward to it."

"I like it very much, Xuezi, thank you."

Yu Xian Zhisheng looked at the back of her black corset, and when she turned her gaze slightly, she saw Yukiko's body reflected in the mirror, with a slender neck like a swan, and her earlobes glowed with bird feather-like down under the sunlight. , the window screen was blowing behind her, the floating morning sun outlined the birds, flowers, wind and moon on the lines of her white body.

"Xuezi." Yu Xianzhi exclaimed.

"Why?" Miyamoto Yukiko stopped the movement in his hand.

"Can you wait and don't look back?"

Yu Xianzhi said, "I'm going to change my clothes, and I'll be shy when Xuezi looks at me."

"If you want me to avoid it, it's best not to."

Miyamoto Yukiko put down the cosmetic box in her hand, and a sullen look appeared on her beautiful cheeks, "What's so good about a little guy, if the school uniform doesn't fit, you will be wearing casual clothes today, and you want me to be caught by your teacher. Are you flouting school rules?"

Miyamoto Yukiko threw the eyebrow pencil in his hand back to the table, crossed his arms and came to Yu Xianzhisheng, and said, "Just change it in front of me, it's seven twenty-five now, we have to be there before nine o'clock. School, if it doesn't fit, we have to go to the clothing store for half an hour to have the opportunity to re-cut."

The aura is full, shocking.

Yu Xianzhi felt that if he talked back again, Yukiko would probably pull out the rack on the hanger like a samurai and give himself a head start, so he honestly picked up the school uniform and put it on.

Xuezi stared at his small body and various delicate and small organs, with a narrow smile in his eyes, but he didn't expect that the more he looked, the redder his face became, but he couldn't bear it anymore and turned his eyes.

The development is really good. It seems that even a child cannot be underestimated.

Luckily, the school uniforms fit well enough, even tailor-made.

Except, of course, that the pants are a little loose.

Miyamoto Yukiko observed it, walked over to Yu Xianzhisheng, squatted down by the bed, rolled his trouser legs slightly longer than covering his feet, rolled up three rolls, and finally made a 10% discount, and then rolled it again to form a clever discount .

She only wears thin underwear and black pantyhose, and she has an unobstructed view of the beautiful scenery below the height, her waist under the pressure of fat gravity is beautiful, and her slow breath is full of rich bone broth boiled to the extreme and purr Gollum's bubbling heat of life.

Yu Xianzhisheng turned his head again. Miyamoto Yukiko didn't mind him, but he was very concerned about Miyamoto Yukiko's reassurance of himself. The foundation of liking someone was respect, and he understood this very well.

"Xuezi, please dress well in front of me next time." Yu Xianzhi said with a smile, he was holding back his smile.

Miyamoto Yukiko was stunned for a moment, her eyes filled with anger, she raised her head to look at Yu Xian Zhisheng, and shouted, "Children, you don't understand women at all. If you put on clothes first and then put on makeup, the powder residue will fall on your clothes."

"You're right." Yu Xianzhi blushed.

"Take a good look at women's habits from me, stupid and naive, don't make any big jokes when you find a girlfriend in the future." Miyamoto Yukiko said.

She walked to the closet and picked up a high-drape spinning black dress: "Also, I'm going to wear this dress to take you to school today. It must not get dirty, absolutely!"

"Isn't it cold to wear this in winter?"

Yu Xian Zhisheng felt that Miyamoto Yukiko was as incomprehensible as Tamiya Aoi who came out to play in a white dress in winter.

"Of course it's cold." Miyamoto Yukiko said angrily, "Do you think I want to wear it?"