The Yukinoshita family wants me to confess

At this time, the sky is already getting bright, and the whiteness spread across the sky is spreading, and the sunrise may be soon.

Auntie's face became more and more clear in the gradually brightening sky.

Her unconscious face, rosy lips, and her sleeping posture that occasionally moved slightly due to dreams, all entered Hirakawa Hideo's heart like wicker on the tip of her heart.

Days of indecision, difficult decisions with no answers, are all behind me.

At this moment, Ping Chuanxiu only had eyes for the aunt in front of her.

This woman who is a bit astringent but doesn't know it, has been doting on him.

His lips moved not far from the crystal earlobe.

He whispered goodnight in her ear.

Its daybreak.

A little morning light seeps through the curtains of French windows that are never fully closed.

The light is hidden in it.

Xuemu lay obliquely on the sofa, and the quilt wrapped around her body outlined faint lines in some places.

She was still asleep, with her hands resting a little above her abdomen under the quilt, and she moved slightly, which was not obvious.

The eyeballs under the eyelids rolled slightly.

It was as if he heard the response.

It seems that I didn't hear it and I was still indulging in a dream before I woke up.

Hirakawa Hideo expressed herself, immersed in her own atmosphere, not paying attention to Auntie's strangeness.

With an inexplicable confidence and determination in his heart, he suddenly felt that his future life was full of hope again. The hesitation in the past, the hesitation and struggle between Teacher Jing and Sayuri were no problem.

Just like that, Hirakawa Hideo turned and left.

If you don't leave, all your efforts will be in vain when Yamashita Zhixi or Xuemu wakes up.

Putting aside her concerns, Hirakawa Hideo walked forward, walked through the stairs, came to her room, and closed the door.

Lie on the bed, set the alarm clock ten minutes earlier than usual, and fell asleep peacefully.

Teacher Meng Lijing became good friends with Sayuri somehow, and she was able to move between the two with ease, and her aunt and Yang Nai even helped her make suggestions.

When she saw her aunt holding her hand and walking towards Teacher Jing's room, Hirakawa Hideo laughed.

And the other side.

Dawn rises little by little.

The lamp in the living room has been integrated with the light coming in from the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the naked eye cannot separate it.

In front of the small table, on the sofa, lay a woman who was still wearing her make-up.

The light moved up bit by bit, encroaching on the space of the living room step by step.

Soon, the woman on the sofa was covered by the light.

The eyes rolled uncomfortably under the lids.

for a long time.

Mrs. Yukinoshita opened her eyes blankly.

She touched her forehead, and there seemed to be a little tactile sensation there.

There is a kind of kind and familiar stay there.

Show is back?

A thought definitely popped up in my heart.

Can look around for a week.

In the huge living room, there was no one there, except for Tomoki Yamashita, who was still lying on his stomach not far away, with only one head emerging.

But there is always a feeling that Hirakawa Hideo is back lingering in my heart, and it is getting stronger and stronger.

Unexpectedly, he felt relieved.

She got off the sofa naturally, walked up the stairs, came to the second floor, and opened the door of Hirakawa Hideo.

That familiar face was lying on the pillow, exhaling heavily, already sound asleep.

Mother Xue walked forward slowly with light steps, and after a few steps, she squatted down in front of Ping Chuanxiu's bed, her posture was as dignified and elegant as ever, like a lady walking out of a picture scroll.

She stroked his hair with pity, and kissed his forehead, and a doting smile unconsciously appeared on that soft face.

Chapter 14 Tomoki Yamashita's Regret

For a long time.

The sun came out, and the sun was shining brightly.

Yamashita Tomoki woke up in a daze and rubbed his eyes.

She looked up and squinted, and there was no one in the living room, only the quilt on the sofa left a proof of popularity.

Tomoki Yamashita, who just woke up, was still obsessed with the state before going to bed accidentally.

She insisted on waiting until Xuemother fell asleep before lying down. She was so tired that this feeling was like a blink of an eye for her. When she closed her eyes and opened them again, it was dawn.

Yamashita Tomoki was a little confused for a moment.

Where is the wife?

Is the young master back yet?

With doubts, Tomoki Yamashita rubbed his eyes and stood up.

no one in the kitchen...

There was not much activity in the living room either.

The wife probably woke up and went to sleep in the room by herself.

As his wife's first-class confidant, Tomoki Yamashita is deeply favored. If his wife wakes up, it is impossible for him to just lie on the table and continue to sleep.

And now the wife is not in the living room.

There is only one possibility.

Tomoki Yamashita looked up at the depths of the stairs.

It should be that the young master is back.

Thinking of this, Tomoki Yamashita walked up naturally.

She was also wearing a white shirt with a puffed chest, slender black trousers underneath, and a pair of Chelsea boots.

This is the spare clothes that Tomoki Yamashita left at Yukinoshita's house. Yesterday, in order to wait for Hideo Hirakawa and Yono to come back, she stayed here with his wife and waited in the middle of the night. She naturally took a bath in the middle. Will come in handy.

The whole person was well-dressed, but his temperament was a little sluggish because he had just woken up, and his face, which was originally fair and delicate, looked a little cuter than when he was serious.

Tomoki Yamashita is of course not aware of her contrasting cuteness. As a professional woman, she may not delve into these things even when she is awake, let alone in a state of sleepiness.

The Chelsea boots tapped lightly on the tiles.

A lamp hidden between the wooden pillars of the stairs was lit up.

Facing the light, Tomoki Yamashita thought carefully about Hirakawa Hideo's expression when he was caught by his wife when he came back, and guessed the countermeasures he should take, and slowly stepped up the stairs and walked forward.

The shirt is tightly wrapped around the body underneath, and the trousers occasionally show the curve of the hips during walking.

The figure moved forward step by step, and quickly disappeared between the stairs, appearing not far from Hirakawa Hideo's room.

Tomoki Yamashita was thinking about whether to go forward to check, but he was hesitating because he was afraid of disturbing others' rest.

Just now.

She saw Mother Xue running out of Ping Chuanxiu's room with a blushing face, covering the door in a panic.

The kimono on her body was pulled out of shape, and it was tilted here and there, revealing the white skin and slender body inside.

The collar was pulled apart a lot, revealing the upper half of something that shouldn't be seen.

While the kimono was dragged and hung on the body, it was originally loose but clinging to the shape, and the round one was very full.

？ ！！

Yamashita Tomoki woke up suddenly, and the sleepy state disappeared without a trace.

Madam, what are you doing here? !

this moment.

Countless thoughts came to her mind.

Surprised, gratified, envious...

All kinds.

In the end, there was only one thought left.

Ruined!

Tomoki Yamashita quickly covered her mouth, for fear that her wife who hadn't noticed her existence would hear her voice.

Chapter 15 Sleep

Fifteen minutes ago, before Tomoki Yamashita woke up, Yukimura was still in Hideo Hirakawa's room.

Xuemu sat half-kneeling in front of the bed, her buttocks pressed against her legs, the kimono was smoothly pressed out of the arc of her buttocks, and a pair of clogs were on her white and tender feet.

At this time, she hadn't realized what was going to happen next, and the pair of Danfeng eyes that looked a little sharp after opening were staying on Ping Chuanxiu's face, carefully looking at Ping Chuanxiu's sleeping face that had just fallen asleep.

On weekdays, there was always a stern face in front of people, but there was a loving smile on his face, his lips were pursed without showing his teeth, and the smile was still clearly visible.

"..."

Hirakawa Hideo, who was immersed in sleep, seemed to be uncomfortable because of her posture, so she turned over and turned her body to another side.

In this way, Ping Chuanxiu's sleeping face disappeared from Xuemu's sight.

Xuemu still maintained her kneeling posture, her eyes stayed where she was, only the back of Ping Chuanxiu's head was left, her face was completely blocked.

The time coincided so well that it was hard not to suspect whether Hirakawa Hideo was awake and doing this on purpose.

The pair of eyes that had dissipated the sharpness of the past, and were shining because of the soft eyes blinked, and the slightly long dark eyelashes fluttered up and down.

after awhile.

Yukimother, who was still wearing a kimono, stood up and climbed onto Hirakawa Hideo's bed with difficulty.

In order not to wake up Hirakawa Hideo, she moved very lightly, and tried her best not to touch Hirakawa Hideo who was asleep, and she avoided Hirakawa Hideo's body well when she put her limbs on the bed.

This is a very strange picture.

A fair-skinned lady with disheveled hair was lying on the bed of a young boy who was still fast asleep.

It's a bit like the parent-child interaction in a fairy tale, and a bit like the night attack in a book, warm and inexplicably astringent.

The somewhat strenuous snow mother struggled to climb from the front of the bed to the other side of the bed without touching Hideo Hirakawa.

She didn't get in, and lay down beside Hirakawa Xiu outside the quilt.

There is no strange purpose in doing this, I just think it is very interesting to watch Hirakawa Hideo when he is asleep.

The well-proportioned body is lying on its side, and the legs are slightly bent upwards.

Her hair was coiled up, and the uncovered part of her body was white and slender, with a special soft beauty.

People who don't know it really look like a mother lying in front of her sleeping son, and playfully and undisguisedly looking at the other's sleeping face while the other is asleep.

Out of some unknown interest, Xuemu looked at Hirakawa Hideo for a long time.

She looked at it and compared it with the past.

Messy hair, nose, eyes closed, mouth slightly parted from overwork, etc. etc. went back and forth.

The brows are thicker, as are the eyelashes.

The bags under the eyes seem a bit heavy, I wonder if it’s because I studied too hard recently and didn’t sleep well...

Could it be that I value his study too much recently?

That's why I came back so late on the weekend.