Conan: Ke Xuebai Moonlight Sticker Manual

Heyue was wearing a rouge-colored skirt, and Zhufu Gaoming was wearing a light-colored shirt and casual pants. Standing next to her, there was no sense of disobedience, and he exuded an obvious elegant temperament.

They took the cable car and boat together, walked through Tianshang Mountain Park and Music Forest Art Museum, and spent a lot of time in the afternoon at the Food Experience Hall.

In the evening, the satisfied Tutu was led out of the food experience center by Zhu Fu Gaoming, walking along the riverside and taking a walk under the red leaves.

"Well, I feel like I ate a little too much just now, but I'm not hungry at all now."

Heyue sighed, "I have no idea of ​​having dinner at all."

Zhu Fu Gaoming chuckled, stretched out his hand to gently touch her abdomen, and rubbed it gently with his warm palms, "It's rare to encounter delicious food that suits your liking. It's normal to eat more. There's no rush for dinner, you can go a little later."

The fabric of the underskirt is relatively thin, even if there are several layers, it is still light and thin. He Yue can clearly feel the temperature of his palm.

He didn't use much force, and Heyue didn't feel uncomfortable, as if he was lightly touched by a cat's paw pads.

Well, Zhufu Gaoming is an elegant ragdoll cat.

Heyue, who couldn't help but start modeling her lover again, blinked and couldn't help but smile.

Zhu Fu Gaoming gave her a searching look, "What's wrong?"

Feeling uncomfortable after eating too much?

Thinking of this possibility, Zhu Fu Gaoming added, "I brought digestion tablets and there is hot water in the thermos cup."

Knowing that she was interested in the food experience center, he prepared digestion tablets in advance.

He Yue shook her head, "It's okay, I don't feel uncomfortable."

She winked playfully, "I just think brother Gao Ming looks good."

Brother Gao Ming looks very similar to Hiro, and their styles are somewhat similar. They are both gentle and reliable types, but they are different.

Brother Gao Ming is Jingyuan and Xiuzhu, while Hiro is the sharp bullet and the sunshine with obvious heat.

Hearing this, Zhu Fu Gaoming's raised eyebrows moved, "The pavilion is like the moon, and it is as graceful as spring."

As he spoke, he put his arms around her waist, lowered his head and kissed her forehead gently, "The distant mountains have long eyebrows, and a slim willow waist."

In He Yue's shining eyes, he smiled lowly, "He Yue is prettier."

Zhu Fu Gaoming's voice is very nice, with an indescribable sense of ironing. When he speaks these words, he has a chanting tone, which gives the simple poems an obvious sense of affection.

It's just...so seductive.

He once took her to read these poems. At that time, he didn't think there was anything wrong with them. He interpreted them with the attitude of appreciating the poems.

Now, when he read it out in such a seductive tone, it seemed extremely ambiguous.

He Yue felt her heartbeat speeding up again, and her earlobes and sides of her face felt a little warm.

This is her shyness.

The girl has bright makeup, long hair half rolled up, a rouge-colored underskirt with a red leaf hairpin, and the shape of a red leaf painted with cinnabar between her eyebrows. She looks like a pretty and bright flower standing here.

She has a breathtaking beauty. Normally, her clothes are light-colored, which makes her look soft and delicate. But at this moment, this body adds vivid colors to her.

Her eyes were filled with tears, her thin eyebrows were curved, and she looked at him with obvious shame. Her red lips were even softer, and the hand on his abdomen subconsciously grasped the hem of his shirt.

Seriously——

The charming eyes close with shyness, and the red lips part with smiles.

There is no doubt that Crane Moon is beautiful.

Zhu Fu Gaoming loved her smile very much, and also loved the smile she had because of him.

His Adam's apple rolled several times, "I'm sorry, what I just said was a bit offensive. I couldn't help myself."

Although he said this, he didn't sound very apologetic.

Heyue couldn't help but snorted, "Bad Cat!"

"Ok?"

Zhufu Gaoming raised his eyebrows and asked knowingly, "Cat?"

Heyue raised her hand and gently touched his soft black hair, "Brother Gao Ming clearly knows what it means."

Zhu Fu Gaoming lowered his head to touch her forehead, and when he smiled, his warm breath fell on her face, "Yes, I know."

He slowly tightened his arm around her, and looked into hers intently with his deep blue phoenix eyes, "I'm very happy that Heyue can accept such a bad cat."

Such close love made Heyue's heart beat faster, and the hand that was holding the hem of his clothes slowly lifted up and wrapped around his neck.

She took the initiative to rub his forehead and whispered, "Well, okay, I take back what I just said. Brother Gao Ming is not a bad cat, but an elegant cat."

Zhufu Gaoming chuckled, "It's my pleasure."

Heyue couldn't resist his murmuring tone at all, and couldn't help but get closer, "I feel so lucky to meet brother Gao Ming."

Such a reliable, steady, and elegant gentleman really made her stunned.

Oh, and beauty.

Brother Gao Ming is also very good-looking.

Tutu didn't think there was anything wrong with her liking to see her brother Gao Ming's beauty, since he was his lover anyway.

Zhu Fu Gaoming gently caressed the side of her face, gently held her lips in his mouth, kissed her patiently and slowly.

The wind blew and rustled red leaves fell, falling on their hair and brushing against the hems of their clothes, which were witnesses of their strong love.

They kissed quietly under the drunken sunset, among the endless red leaves, and in the gentle evening breeze.

The light-colored shirts are coated with a bright glow, the rouge-colored skirts are like blooming red lotuses, and the colorful red leaves serve as a backdrop for them. The birds passing by leave behind their clear singing voices.

Such a scorching sunset covered the two of them with vivid colors, just like the scene of phoenix crowns and rosettes he had seen in his flower-planting poems.

Zhufu Gaoming thinks so.

Freshly baked lovers are always sticky. It was already evening when the two of them finished dinner together and took a walk back to the hotel, and the night was getting darker.

After Heyue finished washing, she sat on the sofa and sorted out the souvenirs she bought today. There was a transparent document bag next to her, which contained a red leaf.

It was the hairpin that Zhu Fu Gaoming put in her hair yesterday.

Zhufu Gaoming, who was passing by after washing, stopped, took out the red leaf, lightly brushed the clear veins with his fingertips, and asked her with a smile, "Do you mind if I write a few words?"

Heyue was a little confused, "Hongye inscription?"

Zhu Fu Gaoming nodded and said, "There are poems written on red leaves over the flowers to express feelings."

Heyue became interested, "I want to try it too."

Zhufu Gaoming had expected this, and it should be said that everything was within his plan. He took out the red leaves that Heyue gave him yesterday.

He kept this red leaf in a folder and prepared to make a bookmark when he went home.

Heyue took Hongye, took out the soft-tipped pen from the bag, and said seriously, "You can't peek."

Zhu Fu Gaoming consciously walked away a few steps and said, "Okay."

The two fell silent and thought seriously.

In a sense, these two red leaves are their token of love, witnessing their love, and the content inscribed on them also has special meaning.

Heyue held the red leaves and suddenly remembered the first New Year spent in Nagano.

The calm and reliable elder prepared new clothes for her and gave her a cute little lamp in the heavy snow.

He was always so reliable, making her depend on him and keeping her close.

Heyue raised her lips and decisively put pen to paper.

After a while, the two took the red leaves from each other's hands.

Zhu Fu Gaoming saw the familiar handwriting. The inscription was simple but warm, with a warmth that belonged to her: [Victory in Chang'an]

He Yue lowered her eyes, and the ink stains on the red leaves were dripping, which was the unique warmth and expectation of her brother Gao Ming:

【Go forward bravely】