Conan: Ke Xuebai Moonlight Sticker Manual

When Heyue woke up, the sun was setting. The balcony was covered with golden light, and the slightly intoxicating evening breeze blew on her face, which was very comfortable.

Well, feeling even sleepier.

This lazy sofa is so comfortable. Heyue turned over and yawned lazily.

At this moment, a smiling voice came into my ears, "Awake?"

He Yue opened her eyes, and a very beautiful iris purple color appeared in her sight.

The young man put down the paintbrush in his hand, squatted in front of her, straightened the slightly messy blanket for her, and gently touched her forehead with his warm fingertips.

"It's time for dinner soon, what do you want for dinner?"

Seiichi Yukimura was wearing a white shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing his smooth forearms. There were obvious stains of watercolor paint on the white fabric.

After working non-stop for nearly a month on the experiment, He Yue still felt a little tired. He closed his eyes subconsciously and said lazily, "Red bean meatball soup, just keep it simple."

Yukimura Seiichi gently massaged her forehead with his fingertips and said softly, "Get up and walk around first, or you won't be able to sleep at night."

He Yue yawned loudly, still a little dazed, "Okay, I'll take a nap for three minutes."

Yukimura Seiichi chuckled, bent down and kissed her forehead, "Sister Tsuruyue, are you being coquettish?"

He Yue's non-existent rabbit ears suddenly stood up, and the sleepiness of the whole rabbit disappeared at once. She stared vigilantly at the young man in front of her who was smiling gently, and felt that large patches of black lilies were blooming behind him.

Now she feels a bit PTSD about being called "Sister Heyue".

After Yukimura Seiichi was with her, he usually called her "Tsuki", pronouncing it in such a gentle and seductive tone that it made her ears feel hot every time she heard it.

Of course, sometimes I would call her "Sister Heyue". When I was passionately in love with her, I would take a bite as soon as I said that, which would make her heart beat faster.

When she was with him, this young and famous painter often looked for opportunities to meet her, saying that she was his muse, calling her "Sister Heyue" all the time. He was extremely well-behaved, even when he confessed his love to her, he was very well-behaved.

Then she was pressed into his studio and kissed so hard that her brain went blank and she cried because of his fingertips.

All I can say is that Yukimura Seiichi does have means, in every sense of the word.

Tsuruzuki sat up on the lazy sofa, put one hand on Yukimura Seiichi's forehead and pushed him away, firmly rejecting his "honey trap".

"Temptation Dame."

He Yue shook her head, "You are the one who is acting like a spoiled child."

Every time he called "Sister Heyue", something bad happened and she was the one who was in trouble.

Yukimura Seiichi secretly thought it was a pity, but his smile did not diminish. He retreated a little with her force and said, "Would you like a glass of juice?"

He Yue puffed up her cheeks and nodded, "Yes."

Yukimura Seiichi leaned over and kissed her forehead gently, "Okay."

He Yue sighed softly, looking at his tall figure and holding his forehead helplessly.

He must have been drawing just now. From her perspective, she could see that the apron strings were tightening his waist, and the scorching golden light of the evening fell on him, like a perfect stroke of God.

He Yue was in a daze for a few minutes. When he came to his senses, Yukimura Seiichi had already returned with juice and washed fruits. The juice in the glass was a gradient purple color, paired with a purple straw, and twisted into the shape of a bow.

He Yue came to his side while drinking juice and saw the work on the canvas.

The clouds in the sky are flowing leisurely, and the girl with delicate face is taking a rest among the flowers. Her picturesque eyebrows are even more beautiful under the clusters of flowers, and the arc of her thin eyebrows is just right.

It was her face.

The whole painting exudes obvious brightness and light, which shows the mood of the painter.

Apart from her mother, this was the first time He Yue saw someone paint herself into a painting, especially her grown-up self. It felt a little fresh for a moment.

Yukimura Seiichi was holding a paintbrush to add details, and with a casual stroke, a little light fell into her eyes.

Perfect strokes.

He Yue didn't say anything either, just looked at him quietly.

There is no doubt that Yukimura Seiichi is good-looking. His figure is not overly muscular, and he can even be said to be a little thin, but He Yue knows that he has every muscle where he should, and his muscles are well-developed.

Even though he doesn't participate in tennis matches now, he often plays a few games with Genichirō Sanada, who has become a policeman, as a leisure activity. He is definitely in good shape.

He Yue understood this deeply, literally.

The heat of the sunset gradually faded, Yukimura Seiichi put down his paintbrush and turned his head to look into Tsuruzuki's sparkling eyes.

"moon."

He called her in a gentle voice, the corners of his lips raised, "My ability is limited. Although I tried my best, I still can't draw one ten-thousandth of your beauty. However, I hope you like it."

He carefully moved the drawing board away and gave her a gentle and sincere smile.

He Yue stopped drinking the juice, and the straw he was biting fell out of his mouth, leaving an obvious tooth mark on one end.

"Jingshi, you're committing a foul."

She pinched her hot earlobe and smiled helplessly, "You draw very well. You draw me very well. I like it very much."

Yukimura Seiichi looked at her carefully, and suddenly stretched out his hand, gently brushing away the hair that was blown to the corner of her mouth by the evening breeze, and said, "Yue, you are my muse, and this has never been a joke."

He slowly approached her, placed his hands on her shoulders, and pressed his forehead against hers.

There was a deep tenderness in his eyes, which embraced her face and surrounded her in an irresistible way.

He Yue blinked and whispered, "I understand."

She was not a little girl who knew nothing. She could clearly feel his love and care for her.

Then, she was kissed on the forehead.

"You're unexpectedly cute, Yue."

He is two years younger than He Yue, but he shows obvious maturity which is rare to him. He is always calm and composed, and can display his strengths without changing his expression.

For example, scheming, face and figure.

Yukimura Seiichi doesn't think there is anything wrong with what he did. It's not shameful to do it to win the love of his lover.

A few days later, the extremely tired He Yue finally adjusted herself and took a small shovel to loosen the soil for the flowers she planted in the garden.

Yukimura Seiichi joined her, and it was unknown who took the initiative, but they kissed in the garden, and the swaying flowers brought their fragrance.

He Yue was a little confused when he was pressed on the sofa like a rabbit cake, and then he was enjoyed without any courtesy.

Seiichi Yukimura is very particular about the techniques and methods of eating rabbit. He has his own experience in angles and frequencies, and he can make the rabbit cry every time.

Everywhere.

During the break, He Yue snorted and bit his shoulder unceremoniously, leaving an obvious tooth mark.

"I told you not to bully me."

He Yue snorted, "Too much."

Yukimura Seiichi looked innocent and harmless, "It was you who told me to slow down, Sister Tsuruzuki."

Hearing the name "Sister Heyue", Heyue subconsciously shrank back and felt like she was not feeling well.

"You do this again."

He Yue said indifferently, "I am already immune to this trick, Jingshi."

Yukimura Seiichi raised an eyebrow, cupped her face, and pecked the corner of her lips, "Okay, I'll try something else next time."

Heyue: "..."

That's a foul word, Jingshi.

A few minutes later, they returned to the bedroom and a new wave began.

When the wind was strong and the rain was heavy, the young man breathed deeply in her ear, gently held her earlobe with his warm lips, and gently rubbed it with his teeth.

Bunny's trembling became more obvious.

While she was fuzzy, she heard his seductive voice:

"Your physical condition is still so poor, Sister Heyue."

He didn't tell her that he and her first met not at the Sanada residence in Kanagawa, but in a park in Kanagawa.

He bumped into her while jogging in the morning. She was breathing unsteadily and apologized sincerely before continuing to run.

It was only the first lap and she already couldn't run anymore, but she still persisted, at an incredibly slow speed, like a clumsy baby penguin.

so cute.