The Most Beautiful Boy In Tokyo

"About the female general."

Rie Shirasawa put the ring on Yuzuru's childish hand and said with a smile: "It's all just random guesses. It doesn't matter if I tell you. You can just listen to it as a story, but don't tell Yukiko, she Now that you have moved on from the past, haven’t you also made an agreement to run into the future together?”

"Yeah." Yu Xian smiled naively and looked down at the ring.

Rings are also carriers of power, but he doesn't know that he doesn't have a good ring. The ring on his hand is made of platinum and is very beautiful, but it is just a ring.

It is so fragile that no one can protect it.

Dressing up is finally over.

Shirasawa Rie stepped back step by step, her eyes leaving his beautiful little face. With every step back, the angle of view continued to expand, and the beauty of every part of his body poured into her eyes one after another, dotting the front. Colors like never before.

Until she completely took in the childish Yu Xian sitting on the high stool.

Shirasawa Rie covered her mouth in disbelief, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

Just like a writer sitting under the skylight writing, he knows every word on the manuscript paper, but only when he waits for the last period to fall and picks up the manuscript paper, will he be shocked by the breath that overflows in it.

Rie Shirasawa completed her work.

This work was so good that she could not recognize it or express it.

The dressing room door opened.

It happened that Yukiko Miyamoto came back with a big bag of snacks, and then she suddenly saw Rie Shirasawa with a melancholy face. It is difficult to describe the expression on Rie Shirasawa's face at this time, pitiful? sad? Or maybe it’s the feeling of loss after crying with joy.

Shirasawa Rie walked out of the store and reached out to catch the rain outside. Her actions were so artistic that Miyamoto Yukiko felt terrified. Why did this woman suddenly become weird?

Then Yukiko Miyamoto turned around and saw the girl walking out of the locker room.

is her.

instead of him.

If he was clean and clear like a drop of rain before, now this drop of rain has turned into a sea, encompassing all things. Everything in the world turns into black and white in front of his body, and then disappears.

Immediately afterwards, all the gorgeous and beautiful tones clung to every part of her body, fitting like scales and extending like wings.

Yuxian childishly disappeared.

In the drab fitting room in front of her, only the newborn girl was left.

Gorgeous little witch.

This is just a set of Lolita skirts, and there are a large number of women's clothes lined up behind, but at this moment it seems that the end of beauty has been reached, and going forward is the edge of the world.

She seemed to have crossed that line and entered the human world.

She walked out, the crow feather tassels around her ears swaying in the wind.

The bells on the ankles jingled.

The only shortcoming is that she has a straight face, as if she has a life-or-death feud.

...

"So, you don't recognize her at all." Rie Shirasawa walked back and cupped Yukiko's shoulders.

Miyamoto Yukiko nodded, she really didn't recognize it. If she hadn't known the pattern of this Lolita skirt in advance, she would never have imagined that the girl standing in front of her was Yuzuru.

"Children?" Miyamoto Yukiko called out.

Yu Xian turned his head away, his face flushed, and he was embarrassed. He whispered in a clear female voice: "Quickly shoot, take it off after you finish!"

"It's really like talking to a girl." Rie Shirasawa said in surprise, "He can still do this?"

"He knows how to use it when singing. I told you that he sings very well, but you don't believe me." Miyamoto Yukiko smiled and whispered, "Okay, you go and take pictures."

Shirasawa Rie excitedly went to get the camera.

Miyamoto Yukiko walked up to Yu Xianzhisheng and stroked her long silver-gray hair with her hands. The jet-black crow feather earrings in her ears jingled: "It's so beautiful.

This set of promotional photos will definitely be very effective when released. "

"I've wronged you, child." Yukiko Miyamoto hugged her from behind, "You were trying to help me, but it's all my fault."

——Miyamoto Yukiko, what do you owe me here for? Yuxuan wanted to hold his chest and turn his head to complain, but when he felt the sadness in Miyamoto Yukiko's tone, and remembered that she carried him to work at the convenience store on her back, he shook his head and forced a smile.

"There is nothing wrong with being wronged."

"But please don't call me by my name. Hagoromo cannot wear women's clothes. I am not Hagoromo. I am the sister of his branch family, Hagoromo Yume. Yukiko, please call me Hagoromo. Marry a girl." Yu Xian said in a childish voice.

Miyamoto Yukiko was stunned for a moment, then nodded with a smile: "Yes! Miss Hagoromo Yume!"

This kid's self-esteem is really strong. If it wasn't to help himself, he would never do such a thing in his life. Work hard to make money, Xuezi, and open a game arcade for him to play in the future! Yukiko Miyamoto thought in her heart.

"Don't forget what happened tonight, you promised me." Yu Xian turned around and stared at her with bright eyes.

"I know." Yukiko Miyamoto blushed when she thought of this.

Why don't you just sleep with me? What is she thinking and her face turns red? Yuxian Zhisheng said that he couldn't understand whether it was her or me who had the problem. Let's forget it and let's talk about it tonight.

"Come on, come on!" Shirasawa Rie came over with a camera in one hand, and at the same time handed Yuzuru a flower umbrella, "Come on, the store is full of clothes and there is no good scene. Let's go take pictures in the rain. It's just right. Even the umbrellas in the store can be promoted together.”

"Oh, by the way, take your schoolbag in your hand as well." Rie Shirasawa ordered, "Although that schoolbag is very torn, the ukiyo-e on it is still very clear. It is very similar to your gorgeous dress. Matching, the women's bags in the store will be available next month, and we can promote them together then. I know those rich girls best, if you want to buy them, buy them as a set!"

"Shooting in the rain?" Yukiko Miyamoto was curious.

"Yes, don't you think it's very poetic? Even though I graduated from the Department of Finance at Tokyo Imperial University, I used to put a lot of effort into understanding art in order to pursue a certain man."

"Do you know about art?" Yukiko Miyamoto was a little surprised, "What art?"

"Tie the legs with flower rope, tie the legs with snake armor or something." Rie Shirasawa blinked.

You learned it wrongly, completely wrongly. It is so dirty.

Yu Xian was speechless.

"That's not art, doing that to a woman." Yukiko Miyamoto said softly.

"Do you understand?" Shirasawa Rie gave a knowing blow.

Doesn’t she understand well? She understands it very well. Aesthetics and art are indeed great.

Yu Xian's naive lips curled up into a smile.

Miyamoto Yukiko made a big blush again.

"I feel sorry for you, I have to stand in the rain for a while." Shirasawa Rie smiled and handed the schoolbag on the sofa to Yuzuru.

Yu Xian's child didn't have any objections. He picked up his schoolbag, opened his umbrella and walked into the rain.

This floral umbrella is very beautiful, with patterned branches extending along the ribs, and a wooden handle that has a classical feel. It feels like returning to Venice in the Middle Ages in Europe. Even if it doesn't rain, elegant aristocratic ladies will hold umbrellas and walk on the road.

Yuxian is a child standing with an umbrella.

The rain slid along all sides of the umbrella, and the raindrops shone with its beauty. The colorful colors gathered together and were blown precariously by the wind.

"Put a pose, hold your schoolbag in one hand, look up at the sky, I want to take a picture of your face."

Yuxian nodded and followed the instructions.

The child holding this umbrella suddenly felt a little happy. Shirasawa Rie promised to give him a set of clothes that he would use today. He was not interested in those women's clothes, but if this umbrella was given to Yukiko, she would definitely be very happy. happy.

The collector himself is also a collection, and the girl's clothing model is also a photographer. All gifts given by fate are secretly marked with a price. Today, he can be photographed holding an umbrella, and one day in the future, it will be Yukiko holding this one. The umbrella was photographed by him.

Look forward to it, Xuezi, I will always repay you infinitely.

snort.