Sisters, please be gentle

Mrs. Miyamoto could hardly stand still, relying entirely on Udaka Kaixiang's body for support. The frightened look on her face would make anyone feel pity for her.

"...No! Impossible!"

Mrs. Miyamoto shook her head slowly at first, and then her expression became firm, as if she was comforting herself.

"He won't know. As the chairman of a group company, he has such a strong self-esteem. How could he know that his wife..."

Mrs. Miyamoto hesitated for a moment, but still felt embarrassed to say it.

"...There was no reaction at all after that?"

Yougao Haixiang looked at the other party with pity in his eyes,

It seems that Mrs. Miyamoto really didn’t realize that her husband’s xp had undergone a major change...

But that's right, who would a normal woman think that her husband would have such a hobby?

"Yes or no..."

Yougao Haixiang looks confident.

"...We just need to observe and find out..."

"Huh? What do you mean-"

Before Mrs. Miyamoto finished speaking, the puzzled expression on her face turned into panic.

Yougao Haixiang picked her up, and the two of them walked directly to the large floor-to-ceiling window.

"do not--"

When Mrs. Miyamoto saw Utaka Kaixiang holding the curtain with one hand, she knew what he wanted to do. She quickly called out to stop him and stretched out her little hand, but she was too late to stop him.

"Shh-"

The curtains with good light-blocking properties were only opened a corner, which made Mrs. Miyamoto's heart drop a little. Then she pinched the soft flesh of You Gao Haixiang's waist with her small hands to vent her dissatisfaction.

But after being shrugged twice by Yougao Haixiang, the offensive completely collapsed.

"Look at the door..."

You Gao Haixiang pressed Mrs. Miyamoto's little face against the glass and looked toward the door.

"What do you want me to see - who is that?!"

"Yup..."

You Gao Haixiang had an inexplicable smile on his face,

"Who is that figure at the door? Why does it look so familiar? What is he lying at the door listening to?"

Mrs. Miyamoto seemed to be in disbelief, and quickly pressed her hands on the glass, trying hard to find the angle, trying to see clearly who the face was outside the door.

But this is just self-deception, because the figure outside the door is short and fat like Chairman Miyamoto, and the coat he is wearing was put on in front of Mrs. Miyamoto.

"How...how could..."

Mrs. Miyamoto seemed to have been drained of all her strength, and her body completely collapsed on Utaka Kaixiang's body.

The moment she confirmed that her husband was outside the door, many pictures appeared in her mind.

A husband suddenly opened the door and barged in, scolding her for being an unruly woman.

Also, when the news came back to her family, her parents, relatives and friends looked at her as if she was a shame.

There are also scenes of me being kicked out, and the neighbors around me pointing at me, with eyes full of ridicule.

All of this made Mrs. Miyamoto's body begin to tremble, as if the door to hell had been opened to her, and her entire consciousness was heading towards the bottomless whirlpool.

However...

Seeing the other party's pale and helpless expression, Ugao Haixiang knew it was time to give him some encouragement.

So, in the posture of shushing a child, You Gao Haixiang wildly shook his waist while walking towards the entrance door.

The sudden and violent attack caused pleasure to surge in like a tide, awakening Mrs. Miyamoto's sinking consciousness.

When she came to her senses, she suddenly found herself slowly approaching the door.

"Wait...wait a moment..."

Mrs. Miyamoto originally wanted to scream, but she suddenly thought that her husband was listening outside the door. She quickly lowered her voice and tried hard to shake Ugao Haixiang's arms, trying to get him to put her down.

But Ugao Haixiang seemed determined to make her look embarrassed. Not only did he ignore his words and actions, but he also increased the frequency and intensity of his attacks.

Unable to resist, Mrs. Miyamoto had to cover her mouth tightly with her two small hands, for fear that she would make any sound.

Finally, Mrs. Miyamoto's body was pressed tightly against the door.

"call--"

Chairman Miyamoto stamped his feet, then held up his hands and exhaled hot breath through his mouth.

"...so cold..."

Although he said it coldly, Chairman Miyamoto's fair and fat face showed an abnormal flush.

"...I specially sent the driver to walk to the supermarket...and told him not to be in a hurry...it will take at least 40 minutes to go back and forth..."

"Now they are the only ones left at home..."

"Something will definitely happen...it will definitely..."

Chairman Miyamoto carefully recalled the attitude and tone of Udaka Kaisho's words to him when he just left the house, and couldn't help showing a confident smile.

I don't know what he thought of, but two thick blasts of hot air came out of his nostrils, and he quickly put his ear against the cold door.

The sudden chill made Chairman Miyamoto's red ears tremble, but in a daze, he seemed to hear his wife's voice.

"What...???"

really have! ! !

He ignored the iron door that was freezing due to the low temperature and completely pressed his ears against the door.

Chapter 3 The Chairman’s Nosebleed

Chairman Miyamoto was extremely excited when he went out, so he only put on a coat, and his ears and most of his face were pressed against the metal security door. After a while, his face turned red from the cold.

But on the contrary, sweat was constantly oozing from his head, and he even loosened his collar from time to time. It seemed that his body was quite hot.

The reason for this contradictory situation was the rhythmic banging of the metal door and the faint moaning of a woman that kept coming to Chairman Miyamoto's ears.

Through the unreal sound and the high-frequency shaking rhythm of the metal door, Chairman Miyamoto was constantly perfecting the fragrant scene in his mind.

At the same time, he speculated in his mind what kind of state his wife and Udaka Kaixiang should be in at this time based on what he remembered when he went out.

It can be said that the moment the picture was just formed in his mind, Chairman Miyamoto's heart almost stopped for a moment, and then he quickly blocked his nose with his hands, for fear that his blood pressure would be too high and nosebleeds would occur.

He also gradually bent over and kept groping with one hand under his belt.

However, as we all know, thermal expansion and contraction is a scientific theorem.

So after touching it for a long time, Chairman Miyamoto carefully pinched it with his thumb and index finger. Before even moving twice, he accidentally lost the trace again.

So I had to search anxiously again, touch it twice, and lose it again. Because of constant interruptions, Chairman Miyamoto actually persisted for 3 minutes without breaking out.

Just when Chairman Miyamoto was feeling proud of his extraordinarily durable performance today, his wife's voice inside the door suddenly became high-pitched and melodious.

This was the first time that Chairman Miyamoto heard such a seductive voice from his traditional and conservative wife. In a daze, his body suddenly shivered.

When the cold north wind blew, Chairman Miyamoto suddenly felt a chill in his crotch.

However, just when he was about to take a break and warm his hands to warm his cold ears that had been frozen to the point of being unconscious, he suddenly discovered that the vibration frequency of the metal door did not decrease at all, but was getting faster and faster. The trend is getting heavier.

And his wife's voice gradually became lower and lower from the high and loud voice just now, as if she was exhausted and could only rely on instinct to breathe without rhythm.

So just now, Chairman Miyamoto, who was just thinking that he had exceeded 3 minutes of good performance today, felt proud of himself again, and his heart was filled with admiration and respect for that little man.

Not caring about his already red and purple ears, Chairman Miyamoto quickly pressed the side of his face against the metal door and slowly listened to his wife's voice, which went from low and hoarse to high pitch again.

And this time the tone escalated very quickly, seeming to reach its peak in an instant, followed by the blooming of the ultimate treble.

Chairman Miyamoto narrowed his eyes in fascination, just when he couldn't wait to use his hands to fumble under the belt again.

"master!"

"Chairman!"

A shout broke the image in Chairman Miyamoto's mind, making his fat body shiver, and the coldness between his thighs instantly became even worse.

He looked in the direction of the sound with some annoyance, only to find that the driver he had sent to buy something had returned.

The nameless fire in his heart slowly extinguished when he saw the other party's facial skin and hands, which were red from the cold, and his trembling body.

"Thanks for your hard work."

Chairman Miyamoto took the bag from the driver and said with a smile,

"It's not hard work. Serving the master is what you should do."

The uncle driver wiped his nose and said with a smile, and then looked curious,

"Master, what's the matter with you?"

"Why are you standing outside alone in the cold weather? I just saw you pressing your ear to the door?"

The driver's words made Chairman Miyamoto stuck in place for a moment. He didn't know how to answer and looked a little embarrassed.

He couldn't tell the other party directly that his wife was having an affair with his godson inside the door. He was eavesdropping through a door for his own sake...

"Oh--"

Seeing the embarrassed look on his chairman's face, the driver's uncle showed a look of realization on his face.

"Ha... Could it be that the master had a quarrel with his wife? Otherwise, she wouldn't have locked her husband out in the cold weather and wouldn't let him enter the house..."

"Uh..."

Chairman Miyamoto was overjoyed and secretly sighed that the driver was indeed a little expert in thinking.

He pretended to be helpless and nodded helplessly.

"I went on a business trip a few days ago and I didn't tell her in time that I was safe, and I forgot to buy a gift when I came back... She got angry..."

Chairman Miyamoto shrugged deliberately,

"It just so happened that there was no jealousy at home today, so I vented my anger directly. Now it's better. Even after coaxing me for a long time, they didn't let me in..."

"Women... you know... they are very small-minded..."

Chairman Miyamoto winked at the driver and showed a "you understand" expression.

The uncle driver, who thought he had guessed the master's family affairs correctly and allowed the master to complain to him, was extremely excited at this time. He was thinking about the joy of having a heart-to-heart talk with the chairman and talking about the difficulties of men. A sense of reuse.

It seemed that at this moment, he really became one of the Miyamoto family's own, so much so that he gave birth to his master's family trusting him so much that he must work hard to repay the master's family's gratitude.

"Oh...yes, yes...women...are always angry with us because of trivial things...please tell me, isn't this just something to look for -"

Originally, Chairman Miyamoto felt guilty for forcing the other party to go shopping in the middle of winter and having to suffer the cold, but now he was really irritated watching the other party's mouth opening and closing constantly.

It's over or not...

Why don't I just chat with you for a few words? You can't stop talking now...

I don't know what wonderful sounds are waiting for me inside...

When Chairman Miyamoto thought about how much exciting content he had missed by chatting with the man with the biggest yellow teeth in front of him, he felt that the other man was really not paying attention.

The expression on his face changed from gentle and patient at the beginning to impatient. He glanced at his watch with an indifferent expression.

At this time, the driver's words suddenly stopped, and he felt uneasy inside.

broken...

My bad habit of not being able to hold my mouth has happened again...

This made the chairman angry...

That's the chairman's family matter...

It's okay for others to say what they say, but why am I so arrogant and insisting on saying something...

It was rare to leave a good impression this time, but it was completely ruined...

"Well, Chairman, you blame me for making such a fuss. You didn't notice that it's so cold today. You should go back quickly. We've bought all the things. Madam will definitely not be angry anymore."