MTL - The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo-Chapter 102 : Raid Convenience Store (3)

The latest website: "Forget it, it doesn't matter." Yu Xianzhisheng gently pulled her arm.

"Follow me into the store." Miyamoto Yukiko raised his little hand with a gloomy face.

Bai Ze Rie looked at the miserable old woman and tutted twice. Yu Xian Zhisheng, who turned her head around, glanced at her and quickly fell silent.

......

After returning home at night, Yu Xian Zhisheng went to his room first.

Miyamoto Yukiko has been here for the past few days, her aunt has a bad temper, and even he suffers a little, mainly because she sometimes suddenly says that being a woman is really uncomfortable, and then she started arguing with Yu Xianzhi about this topic. .

Yu Xianzhi has an innocent face, it's none of my business.

Miyamoto Yukiko said loudly, I know it has nothing to do with you, but can't you be considerate and considerate of me? !

Yu Xianzhisheng had a heroic expression and said loudly, "Okay, if you're uncomfortable, just come at me!"

Xuezi was upset again, saying that I just wanted to chat with you, why are you so loud.

Yu Bao said, should I be quieter?

Xuezi said if you keep your voice down, are you still chatting?

Yu Xianzhi was stunned.

Therefore, it was decided that when she came to relatives in the future, she must roll away.

This is actually Miyamoto Yukiko's previous minor problem. When she first came to her aunt when she was a teenager, the whole Miyamoto family was upset. She wanted to play a small temper when she was upset. The key is that the family coaxed her. , spoiled her.

Now that the important people are gone, and her petty temperament is still there, Yu Xianzhi expresses her understanding. People are imperfect and have their own small flaws. Those little habits in the past cannot be changed in a short time. of.

Just like a child, he fell down with a snap, and if there was someone beside him, he would definitely cry.

Miyamoto Yukiko is a naive big girl, he has already seen this.

Yu Xianzhi was lying on his bed and was texting Yuan and Yilong. The old woman's behavior was very strange, which made him feel that something was wrong, so he wanted to ask Yuan and Yilong to investigate, so that he could feel more at ease.

Xuezi is her most important family member, and everything about her must be explored to the end.

Yuan and Yilong quickly replied to the message: "It's true, it's the black hands of Narita District who are behind the scenes."

So fast? Yu Xianzhisheng 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 eyeliners installed by the Yuan family, and the Dragon Tiger Club in Narita District is no exception. You can know this kind of thing when you ask the dark child. Do something terrifying."

"Isn't the Yuan family also an extreme way?"

"Haha, brother, you have misunderstood. The Yuan family is not the extreme way. We are the ancient blood of the eight classics. During the Edo period, we were the nobles who were given surnames by the ancient royal family."

Through the screen of the mobile phone, Yu Xian Zhisheng could feel the pride of Duan Yuan and Yilong, quite like the kind of 'we're just right and hard-hearted grandfather on the Internet in previous lives! ' means.

Yuan and Yilong sent a text message again: "You can think of the Yuan family as a big family. We have included almost all the top special talents in Tokyo. Does Guoqing have that [Zending Fengting]? The Yuan family also has the [Twelve Thrones], which is also the strength of the Yuan family to be able to fight against the Guoqinghui, but the Yuan family has always been low-key and not open to the outside world. I didn't want you to marry a young lady before. Marrying her is the Yuan family. Yes, the Twelve Thrones are also yours, and the entire western part of Tokyo is yours."

This Kuroki Hitomi's dog legs started again.

Yu Xianzhi smiled bitterly, it would be nice if it were as simple as that, then I have to show my presence in front of Kuroki Hitomi more. Marrying a proud lady and giving you half a seat in Tokyo is like a dream. .

"Let's not talk about that, I guess the other party will not give up, so I want to ask you for help." Yu Xianzhi replied.

"Okay, how to help, you say."

"If the other party calls again, I will send you a message as soon as possible, and you can help solve these people, but don't solve them all, leave a few hooligans."

"What do you keep a few gangsters for? Isn't it good to kill them all?"

"No, leave a few weak **** for Xuezi, she's in a bad mood recently, let her vent."

"I rely on."

"Can you?"

"It's okay, I'll keep a few for you. By the way, I'd like to ask the level of the quest you want the Yuan family to perform."

"A task level?"

"Yes, the Yuan family has formulated a special set of punishment levels: human, ghost, dragon, god, heaven and earth. As the level rises, the level of pain felt by the punished object is also different, which mainly depends on your mood. , I can do it anyway."

"Ghost class." Yu Xianzhi replied.

This set of punishment levels is a bit interesting, and you must take a good look at it when you go to the scene.

"Received, I will inform you before the mission."

"I really don't know how to thank you for this great kindness." Yu Xianzhi replied, "I owe the Yuan family a favor."

"This kind of trivial thing is not a debt of gratitude. Compared with the kindness you gave the song to the young lady, this is really nothing. You don't know how happy the young lady is after getting your song. She is practicing in the bedroom with the violin all day and night. ."

"What's that song called?"

"Youngaiful."

"Yes, I like to listen to it too. It's just that Miss came to my aunt in the past two days, and she became angry at every turn. I went to eavesdrop on her playing the violin, and she chased after me and beat me."

Yu Xianzhisheng was speechless.

This guy is so assured of himself that he dares to shake anything out.

"By the way, do you have any good way to teach me." Yuan He Yilong suddenly sent a text message, "As the dog of the young lady, I still want to make her happy."

"I also want to know the method." Yu Xianzhi sighed.

I have to say, girls are so ruthless when they come to their aunts. In contrast, Xuezi is still gentle. Oh and the eldest lady of the Shenhui family. The last time I looked at her data sheet, she was eighteen years old. Then the sunny girl doesn't know what it looks like when she comes to the aunt, and she will never go out to do bad things with a murderous look on her skates, right?

"Actually, the lady is not bad. Yuan and Dafeng are really cruel. The bamboo forest in the back mountain is almost cut down by her. The old man of the Yuan family plans to plant a plane tree for her next year."

"Who are Yuan and Dafeng?" Yu Xianzhi asked.

"Miss's right attendant, I am the left attendant." Yuan He Yilong wrote back, "If you marry the young lady in the future, she will also marry her."

"Of course, the gender card is too dead, in fact, I can too."

"Go away." Yu Xianzhisheng smiled and pressed the send button.

Putting the phone in his pocket, he walked downstairs and saw Yukiko standing on the yoga mat doing strange movements to the TV.

"What are you doing?" Yu Xianzhi was sitting on the sofa.

"Aerobics." Miyamoto Yukiko glanced at him.

Yu Xianzhi nodded, made himself a cup of black tea, took out the pen and manuscript paper from the room, curled up his legs on the sofa, and started to draw.

"Draw me again?" Xuezi asked knowingly.

"A powerful beauty."

Yu Xianzhisheng made a hiss and gestured, as if thinking about how to describe what he wanted to express.

Wearing tight yoga clothes, Xuezi raised her legs high, her toes almost parallel to her head, she tilted her head, and her waist-length hair in a ponytail flowed down: "Such a sense of power?"

"Yes." Yu Xianzhi engraved this picture in his mind, ready to reproduce it with pen and paper.

"Stop painting." Xuezi said dissatisfiedly, "I want to eat apples."

"Okay, wait a moment." Yu Xianzhi put down the pen and paper and got up to wash the apples.

Peel the apples and place them on a plate with a toothpick inserted.

Miyamoto Yukiko picked up one, put it in his mouth first, then ate a piece with a smile, chewing it.

"Peel another banana and add a salad." She sat on the yoga mat with a fruit plate.

"Isn't it bad to eat this at night?" Yu Xianzhi said.

"Then I don't care." Xuezi said, "Hurry up, hurry up."

It's like the little **** beside the palace drama empress.

The kid is gone.

After a while, a banana compote with a creamy salad was served, accompanied by oranges and a few mints to dilute the flavor.

"Can I paint now?" Yu Xianzhi asked.

"Eating a fruit and painting?" Xuezi raised her eyebrows.

"Yeah." Yu Xianzhi nodded.

After a day like this, there will be one less day, and I will not have time to see her when I am busy in the future, so I want to draw some and put them in my schoolbag, and take a look when I want to see her.

"I went to take a bath." Xuezi said.

"Aren't you going to eat?" Yu Xianzhi asked.

"Suddenly I don't want to eat." Xuezi grimaced at him.

"Don't take a shower just after exercising." Yu Xianzhi said, "I just don't paint."

"I'm right by your side. If you miss me, I'll call and see you. Don't do this kind of thing." Xuezi bit the apple and said, "It makes me very insecure. I feel like you're leaving me."

"How come?" Yu Xianzhi smiled.

"Do you want to go to the studio to take a group photo tomorrow?" Xuezi suggested holding an apple block.

"The training is going to be held tomorrow. Principal Zeye said that he has invited a vocal teacher for me. It is estimated that it will end later."

"Okay." Xuezi blinked.

Yu Xianzhisheng got up and walked to the bathroom. After a while, he brought out a basin of warm water with a towel hanging beside the basin. He soaked the towel in the warm water, wrung it dry, squatted down, and wiped Miyamoto Yukiko's face and neck. sweat between.

"Will you take a shower later?" Xuezi wondered.

"You will catch a cold." Yu Xianzhi said, "Are you comfortable?"

"Hmm." Miyamoto Yukiko nodded.

A strand of hair stuck to her lips, and Yu Xianzhisheng reached out and took it away.

"Are you feeling better?"

"Much better, thanks."

"It's all I should do, there's no need to say thank you." Yu Xianzhi said.

Miyamoto Yukiko reached out, ruffled his hair, picked up the towel and ran into the bathroom with a smile.

"So tired!"

Miyamoto Yukiko, who had taken a bath, snorted and lay on the soft bed.

Yu Xianzhisheng wiped his hair with a bath towel and put on silk pajamas. This was bought by Yukiko when he was shopping with Rie Baizawa a few days ago. It was British style and looked like a little prince who was ready to go to bed.

"Drink this." Yu Xianzhisheng handed over a cup of something.

"What is this?" Miyamoto Yukiko took it curiously.

"Brown sugar **** tea."

"Huh? When did you buy it?"

"I didn't buy it, you forgot it in the cupboard."

"oh oh."

Miyamoto Yukiko took a sip while holding the cup, tilting his head. After drinking, the cup was handed to Yu Xianzhisheng, and Yuxian Zhisheng went downstairs, washed the cup, put it on the dish-drying net, and went upstairs to pull on the quilt.

"I'm so envious." Xuezi said, holding her arms.

"Envy what?"

"The girl who will marry you in the future will definitely be well taken care of."

"Really?" Yu Xianzhi smiled happily.

......

The same life repeats every day, but never gets tired of it.

One night ~www.novelbuddy.com~ Before going to bed, Miyamoto Yukiko's cell phone rang again.

It's the old woman's phone.

Yu Xianzhi smiled and realized that those guys still didn't give up. He found an excuse to go to the bathroom and sent a text message to Yuan and Yilong using his mobile phone.

Yuan and Yilong received the news and replied quickly.

The message is short and powerful: "Received."

Yu Xianzhi found a piece of manuscript paper and solemnly wrote down the words "Dragon Tiger Society", then took out a lighter and lit it. He watched the paper burn to ashes in the air, and finally pressed the toilet bowl.

The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the vicious night is lying down.

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