MTL - The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo-Chapter 100 : Raid Convenience Store (1)

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The car drove slowly into the yard.

"Get home, get out of the car." Miyamoto Yukiko unfastened her seat belt and walked down first.

"Xuezi, can you tell me about what happened in your youth? I want to hear it." Yu Xianzhi jumped out of the car.

"This is nothing to talk about." Miyamoto Yukiko took out the key from the bag, but did not open the door for a while, "It's not that I didn't tell you, but I almost forgot, after all, I'm not happy. Memories."

"Auntie Rie told me that you buried your youth in the Zenith Fengting, is that true?" Yu Xianzhisheng stood under the eaves, watching the dense drizzle tumble down.

"Yeah...yes." Miyamoto Yukiko didn't understand and he suddenly asked this, "But it's all diaries and photos, it's not important, I don't even think about what I wrote. Woke up."

"I saw a book in the library. There is a saying that is very good: 'I can't follow your past, and I will accompany your future to the end'. I promised Xuezi will accompany you for the rest of your life, so you don't have to worry about the future. But I also want to chase after you, because you are my most important family member."

"I want to look at it from the beginning. I want to keep every stage of Yukiko's life in my heart." Yu Xianzhi said with a smile, "So I want to work hard to become the number one in Tokyo, and go to the place called Zenith Fengting. Take a look at the place."

"I'm very happy that you can work hard for me, but Zenith Maple Garden is not an easy place to go, and as long as you grow up healthy and healthy, there is no need to participate in that kind of overkill." Miyamoto Xuezi said softly.

Yu Xianzhisheng shook his head with a solemn expression: "Xuezi, I want to protect you, you can't do it if you don't climb up, leave the affairs of the female general to me."

The previous idea was too naive. Being a useless stupid child can't help her. The female general may still be watching Yukiko in the darkness that no one knows about. This is a very unstable risk factor.

He found that he needed too many things, money was one thing, and so was power.

Miyamoto Yukiko smiled beautifully: "Okay, I'll leave it to you!"

She was just joking, and thought it was encouraging the little man, but she didn't know that Yu Xianzhi would never break his promise. Once what he was determined to do was written in the plan, the rest was to be implemented step by step.

When people walked into the room, the sound of the rain suddenly became much quieter. Miyamoto Yukiko changed out of the wet windbreaker, went to the bathroom and took out a towel to wipe the rain on his face, and called Yu Xianzhisheng over to give him a hand. His hair was brushed clean.

After wiping her hair and face, she had never taken care of a child before, and her hands were a little too strong. Yu Bao was whimpering as she wiped her, making her breathless.

After wiping, his face flushed, he took a deep breath, and said, "Xuezi, are you angry?"

"No." Miyamoto Yukiko agreed.

She didn't expect Yu Xianzhisheng's thoughts to be so delicate, and she was indeed a little angry, because he still refused to tell the truth without telling her, so he had a little playful thinking.

This woman is really immature, and in some ways, she is even more childish than Yu Xianzhi.

"Xuezi, I also apologize to you. Principal Zeye invited me to join Class S, but I refused because I didn't want to leave you, but wanted to stay by your side." Yu Xianzhi said seriously.

"Is the figure skating last time too?"

"right."

"All just to want to be with me?"

"Yes, all of them."

"Thank you, I'm very happy."

"You must be happy, and I will only be happier than you when you are happy."

"Then why would you want to?"

"It's also for you, Xuezi. I figured it out. My company for a while is just an expression of my selfishness. Since I intend to help you, I have to help you well. I want you to live the luxurious life you used to be."

"I think life is pretty good now, I can earn your living expenses, and the monthly debt repayments are enough, and no one will bother us, so...if you don't want to If you're too tired, you should quit class S tomorrow."

Miyamoto Yukiko sat on the sofa, sorting out the clothes she had collected from the balcony. She was really happy that Yu Xianzhi could work hard, but Rie Shirazawa was right, this child lacks company, and only she can give this company. .

Humans are such strange creatures.

She once dreamed of getting something, but once she got it, she felt happier before she got it. In order to make the young student work hard, she did not hesitate to speak ill of him, but when he really started to work hard, she felt as if she had lost it. what a precious thing.

Now she is trying to make an effort to keep him.

Yu Xianzhisheng shook his head: "I promise you to be the number one in Tokyo."

It is impossible to withdraw from class S. I have my mobile phone and a scholarship. Today, I finally managed to get the group of little **** in order, and things will be smoother in the future.

As long as you maintain the number one position in Tokyo for three consecutive years, you will be eligible to enter the Zenith Fengting. At that time, you will be able to see the female generals, and you will be able to see the youthful past where Xuezi is buried there. Class S is just a platform, you can make yourself jump. It's good to be on the stage of the Star Awards.

In short, it is not difficult to win this year's championship first.

"Do you really want to be the number one in Tokyo?" Miyamoto Yukiko snickered while covering her mouth.

"You don't believe it?" Yu Xianzhi tilted his head.

Miyamoto Yukiko kept his mouth shut, and it’s okay to encourage him about the female general. It’s far away from him anyway, but the Starlight Grand Prix is ​​close at hand. She was worried that he had big eyes and a small belly, and he was brushed off in the first round. Confidence took a hit.

"It's still difficult to get into the second round just by singing, right?" Miyamoto Yukiko said, "You don't know how to play musical instruments. Why don't you sign up for a crash guitar class, so that you can also play an instrument."

"No need." Yu Xianzhi was peeling the apple, and after cutting it, he handed it to Yukiko.

Xuezi happily took it over: "Then just do your best, and treat it as an experience in life. I will vote for you, and I will help you count the votes when the time comes."

"No need." Yu Xianzhi skillfully washed the rice and prepared to make dinner for her.

"Then what can I do for you?" Miyamoto Yukiko pouted.

"You can just enjoy it." Yu Xianzhi said without looking back, "Thank you for telling me about you, I feel a lot easier, so I want to use the extra energy to take care of you."

Miyamoto Yukiko leaned comfortably on the sofa, nibbled on an apple, and folded his legs together: "But after the game starts, are you going to stay in a hotel?"

"It's okay, it's just a temporary separation. I'll write back every day."

"Wouldn't it be alright to make a phone call?"

"I think it's more formal to write a letter."

"Then I'll write back to you every day."

"OK."

Take a bath, sleep.

The two fell on the bed at the same time~www.novelbuddy.com~ This time no one locked the door, and their hearts were open.

It turns out that being close to the heart is such a tender thing, the touch of life is magnified a hundred times, the skin feels the softness of the quilt, and the fragrance overflowing from the hair of the child in his arms.

The two were lying on their sides and hugging each other, Miyamoto Yukiko leaned over to turn off the lights, half of her body was pressed against Yu Bao's forehead, and there was another suffocating feeling.

"Good night."

"Good night." Miyamoto Yukiko kissed Yubao's forehead.

Just as I closed my eyes, the phone on the cabinet suddenly rang.

Miyamoto Yukiko got up in confusion to answer the phone.

After listening for a while, her face suddenly paled: "How is this possible, how can I take your things?"

The old woman on the end of the phone growled: "I care about you! The convenience store has less stuff, so if you don't want me to call the police, get over here!"