Sisters, please be gentle

As he said that, the driver made a [-]-degree bow.

"Go slow!"

"Ah."

Chairman Miyamoto's expression softened slightly and he was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly heard a knock on the door behind him.

The two old men, shivering in the cold wind, suddenly looked towards the door in surprise, only to find that Mrs. Miyamoto opened half of the door, revealed half of her face, and greeted Chairman Miyamoto with a smile.

"Anada...you're back! Come in quickly! It's too cold outside!"

"Hi! I'm coming!"

"Hello Madam!"

Chairman Miyamoto immediately started to walk back, and the driver quickly turned around to say hello to his wife, and then kept bending over until Chairman Miyamoto entered the villa and closed the door.

"call--"

The uncle driver stood by the garden fence, exhaling a stream of hot air and letting the water vapor dissipate in the air, but his face was full of regret.

I obviously planned to close the distance, but this is a good time...

Ugh...

It seems that whether his son can take over his duties and continue to serve the Miyamoto family as a trustworthy driver depends on his own efforts...

The uncle driver slowly turned around and walked towards his duty room step by step. The flash of Mrs. Miyamoto's beautiful face flashed in his mind, and he secretly cursed in his heart.

Rich people have the heating turned on all the way in winter... even wearing a thin skirt with exposed arms can make your face turn red from the heat...

Thinking that he couldn't bear to turn on the heating at home and had to cover himself with a thick quilt to sleep at night, the driver subconsciously let out a "tsk" sound. Then he realized what he was doing and quickly looked around. He was relieved when he found that no one was paying attention.

What an evil capitalist...

When Chairman Miyamoto returned home, he shuddered with satisfaction in the heat, then handed the things in his hands to his wife and said with a smile,

"I've already bought the vinegar, and also bought some more ingredients for sukiyaki. Let's have sukiyaki tonight..."

“Although it’s not snowing today, it’s really cold. Eating sukiyaki is just the right way to warm up...”

However, the smiling Chairman Miyamoto suddenly found that his wife was staring at him with a very strange look.

"What's wrong? Yuka?"

He touched his cheek and said with some confusion,

"Is there something on my face?"

"Ah... no... nothing..."

Only then did Mrs. Miyamoto realize that her demeanor was a bit too obvious, and she quickly took the things from her husband's hands and walked to the kitchen.

"Huh? Your face is so red, and you seem to be sweating...do you have a fever?"

Chairman Miyamoto looked at his wife passing by and asked knowingly.

"Eh--?"

Mrs. Miyamoto staggered and almost fell to the ground. She quickly held on to the bar next to her, and then replied in a panic with a flushed face,

"No! No...just..."

As he spoke, he secretly observed his husband's expression, but could not see anything strange in his smiling face.

"Ah! My godmother said it was a bit cold, so I just did some simple exercises with my godmother!"

Ugao Kaixiang's voice came from the kitchen. After hearing this, Mrs. Miyamoto nodded quickly, as if to prove something to her husband, and then walked towards the kitchen with a somewhat weak step.

Chairman Miyamoto naturally didn't care what the other party answered, because all his mind had been attracted by his wife's swaying waist and perfect curves swaying from side to side.

Just when he felt his heart was burning, his sharp little eyes suddenly noticed a white wet streak running down his wife's slender legs wearing flesh-colored translucent stockings.

And the wet mark is slowly sliding down the slender curve of the inner side of the wife's calf, past the ankle, and towards the soft pink sole of the foot...

"Well..."

Chairman Miyamoto suddenly felt that there was some trace of moisture flowing under his nose. He touched it and found that nosebleeds were pouring out.

Chapter 331 Eat this piece of tofu

"Woooo...beautiful..."

Hearing the indistinct cry behind her, Mrs. Miyamoto turned her head and saw that her husband's nose was bleeding.

While being startled, he quickly ran to Chairman Miyamoto's side, took out his handkerchief, helped him cover his nose, and asked reproachfully,

"What happened? Why don't you know how to take care of yourself at such an old age?"

Chairman Miyamoto rolled his eyes when he heard this.

Oh...

Blame me?

But there is no way to tell the reason directly. I can't tell the other party. It's because I saw the white turbidity flowing on the calves of my wife's stockings after having an affair with another man, and I was too excited...

So I had to look around and talk about him,

"Maybe it's too cold outside, and I feel a little uncomfortable when I suddenly enter a hot place..."

At this time, Mrs. Miyamoto did not care about the reasons and excuses given by the other party and directly took the other party to the bathroom. While telling the other party to rinse, she told the other party to get an ice pack.

After walking quickly to the kitchen, Yougao Haixiang saw the panic on the other side's face and casually asked what happened. When he learned the reason, he couldn't laugh or cry.

Can Chairman Miyamoto do that?

A change in temperature can cause nosebleeds...

However, when Mrs. Miyamoto found an ice pack from the refrigerator and walked out quickly, Udaka Kaixiang keenly noticed that under the other party's raised skirt, her calves were shiny because they were wrapped in flesh-colored translucent silk hair. There is a clear trace of white turbidity.

Immediately he realized that Chairman Miyamoto's nosebleed was probably not due to any temperature, but due to being overly excited.

"hiss--"

Yougao Haixiang gasped, although he knew that since he changed the other party's xp, the other party would enjoy it.

But he also never expected that Chairman Miyamoto would be so excited about such a thing.

"It's really scary...but it seems to be more exciting..."

While busy with the work at hand, Yougao Haixiang shook his head and sighed,

"The emotions of two people and the happiness of three people are all paid for by me alone...I am so selfless..."

During dinner, Gao Haixiang looked at Chairman Miyamoto's fair and chubby face. The originally harmonious facial features looked a little weird because thick hemostatic tampons were stuffed into both nostrils, and he suppressed the urge to laugh. Impulsively, I would add some dishes to Mrs. Miyamoto from time to time.

Mrs. Miyamoto, who originally refused any form of intimacy with Udaka Kaishou in front of her husband, had a change today for some reason.

Not only did he accept Udaka Haixiang's intimacy calmly, but he would also talk and laugh with Udaka Haixiang from time to time.

Udaka Kaixiang didn't react at first, but looking at the expression on the other party's side that occasionally secretly glanced at his husband from the corner of his eye, he knew that Mrs. Miyamoto was still testing something.

It seems that Mrs. Miyamoto still doesn't believe it completely... I need a dose of strong news...

"Crack..."

There was a sound of clinking tableware, and a hint of surprise appeared on You Gao Haixiang's face.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I dropped my chopsticks."

As he spoke, Yougao Haixiang leaned down, disappeared from his seat, and got under the dining table.

Miyamoto and his wife didn't pay much attention at first, but for some reason, Ugao Haixiang didn't come up for a long time after squatting down.

After looking at each other, they both noticed the puzzled expression on the other's face.

Mrs. Miyamoto hesitantly opened the remaining white cloth on her dining table, her pupils dilated quietly.

Because she discovered that Ugao Haixiang had released himself silently under the table.

"Shh!"

Mrs. Miyamoto seemed to have seen something she shouldn't have seen, and quickly put down the raised white cloth.

His little face was red and hot, and even a little sweat appeared on his forehead.

"how--"

Chairman Miyamoto saw his wife's strange expression and originally wanted to ask a question, but when he saw his wife's pretty face as red as blood and the fact that You Gao Haixiang hadn't gotten up from the dining table for a long time, he already guessed something. , swallowing back the remaining half of the sentence.

As if he didn't know anything, he still ate the small pot of steaming sukiyaki on the table with his normal expression.

Mrs. Miyamoto didn't even dare to raise her head. She was holding a small portion of rice in her hand and was picking at it with her chopsticks. She didn't know what she was thinking.

Suddenly, Mrs. Miyamoto's plump and tender body trembled suddenly, and then there were two sounds of slippers falling to the ground.

Chairman Miyamoto's face turned red at some point. Not only were his lips trembling, but the hands holding the vegetables and the hands holding the rice bowl were also trembling slightly. When the two touched each other, they made a fine and soft sound. Another crisp "ta-da" sound.

Obviously Mrs. Miyamoto has noticed the strange behavior of Chairman Miyamoto, but for some reason, this behavior is completely different from what she understands as the behavior of a middle-aged man after discovering such a thing, and even runs counter to it.

she doesn't understand,

I don't understand very much.

However, the naughty little man under the table gently tapped her ankle with his finger, and then gently stroked her tender soles. This made Mrs. Miyamoto tremble while also understanding what the other party wanted her to do. .

"Anada...eat this tofu...it tastes good~"

Mrs. Miyamoto took a deep breath, pretended as if nothing happened, picked up a piece of tofu for her husband with chopsticks, and put it into his bowl.

Taking this opportunity, I discovered that Chairman Miyamoto was "concentrating" on the "bubbling" in the sukiyaki pot, as seriously as if his wife was in the pot instead of beside him.

If it weren't for the other party's blood-red face, trembling body, and gasping mouth, Mrs. Miyamoto might not be able to tell what state the other party was in at this time.

"Whoosh-"

Mrs. Miyamoto added a piece of green vegetables to her bowl, blew hot air from her mouth, held her bowl and chopsticks, leaned back slowly, and then slowly started to shake.

This kind of shaking was very slight, and Mrs. Miyamoto also tried hard to control her upper body so that she wouldn't make any big movements.

However, Chairman Miyamoto was still keen to judge by the trajectory and frequency of the white cloth on the dining table being moved, and he was afraid that his wife's legs and feet were making up and down movements.

"Uh...hiss-"

Chairman Miyamoto suddenly let out a groan, and then looked like he was burned again. He showed an embarrassed smile to his wife,

"Look at me, I'm so rude. I actually got burned by the food in my mouth."

"uh-huh..."

Mrs. Miyamoto also made a sound unconsciously due to the strange feeling coming from the soles of her feet. When her expression froze, she wanted to take a bite of rice to cover it up, but she didn't expect that her husband would reveal the flaw first.

"Ah... Anada... you have to be careful..."

The two people at the dinner table looked at each other and smiled.

What a harmonious and beautiful picture of a couple's dinner...

However, because the third person under the table did not deliberately control himself, the faint aroma of the sukiyaki was soon mixed with a strong scent of heather.

At this time, drops of sweat were already sliding down the sides of Mrs. Miyamoto's temples, and her body trembled with the last movement.

"Uh oh..."

Following Mrs. Miyamoto's charming voice, Chairman Miyamoto blew out two streams of hot air from his nose. When he sprayed out two balls of hemostatic tampons, he brought out two new streams of blood.

"Wow..."

Chairman Miyamoto quickly covered his nostrils and looked up to the sky, quickly stood up from his chair and walked to the toilet.

"Madam, please eat first. I don't know why I can't control my nosebleed again. I'll go take care of it first."

Mrs. Miyamoto, who had two big moist eyes, a peach blossom blush on her face, and constant sweat on her forehead, half-squinted her eyes, supported her chin with both hands, and looked at her husband's short and fat back, with an unknown expression in her eyes. Why did he suddenly show a look of contempt?

"Slow down a little~ah~na~da~"

Mrs. Miyamoto made no secret of her charming voice, which was full of love and could make one's bones tremble, but the words she spoke contained profound meaning.

"You 'process it slowly'... wait until you are sure it's okay and then come out~"

"Be sure to confirm it 'carefully and carefully'~"

When Chairman Miyamoto reached the corner of the corridor, he stopped and heard a muffled sound, then continued to move forward.

"understood."