The Yukinoshita family wants me to confess

Moved quietly.

But she deluded herself and told herself that she hadn't done anything out of the ordinary.

under the quilt.

The two bodies were pressed against each other.

Hirakawa Hideo's hands restlessly rested on the opponent's body.

Due to multiple movements, the kimono clings to Xuemu's body in a somewhat messy manner.

Hirakawa Hideo put one hand on his abdomen, and the warm feeling continued to come.There is no movement, but there is a strange feeling of some foreign objects being pressed against, which makes Xuemu, who has always slept alone, feel a little strange.

Outside the quilt, she faced Ping Chuanxiu's face.

Sudden.

Hirakawa Hideo didn't know what he dreamed of.

Hands started to fumble.

He groped back and forth on Mrs. Yukinoshita.

Like stroking silk, sliding up and down.

"babble……"

Xuemu opened her eyes wide, and just about to let out a moan, she covered her mouth suddenly.

The ears are covered with a layer of pink visible to the naked eye.

She wasn't sure if Hirakawa Hideo was awake.

This scene made him feel embarrassed when he woke up.

After all, I lay down by myself...

The body was attacked.

Mother Xue retreated instinctively, covering her mouth with one hand, and stretched out the other hand in bewilderment, trying to grab the opponent's hand.

But he was afraid that the movement would wake up the other party too much.

"Well……"

"Well……!!"

soon.

There was an inexplicable humming sound in the room.

Chapter 19 The storm is coming

The kimono is already in a mess, pulled here and there, hanging crookedly on the body, if it is not lying on the side, the clothes are pressed by the body, it may have been torn off.

even so.

Xuemu's clothes are also out of shape.

What was originally dignified and elegant is now messy and obliquely clinging to the body.

Most of the skin is inadvertently exposed.

The astringency is all over the place.

Fortunately, Hirakawa Hideo seemed to be still asleep, just stroking her back and forth without much movement.

This made Mother Xue feel ashamed and angry, but also relieved.

Some ulterior thoughts in her heart made her resist this kind of behavior with an inexplicable mood.

Not against physical contact.

Rather, he didn't like the fact that Hirakawa Hideo was asleep.

She didn't want her appearance to be seen by the unconscious Ping Chuanxiu who suddenly woke up.

But looking forward to the other party's specific actions.

Mother Xue covered her chest with her hands, and looked at the face with closed eyes, her eyes flickering slightly.

An inexplicable impulse came.

She grabbed Hirakawa Hideo's fidgeting hand.

The heart is beating.

The blood circulation is accelerating, and every inch of the skin on the body is hot and hot.

My brain buzzed.

The dark world seemed to brighten up.

"show."

She heard her own voice in the silent room, but no one answered.

The world behind the curtains is getting brighter and brighter, which is the shape of the window where the sun is overflowing.

It was still dark in the bedroom.

That familiar face closed its eyes tightly, opened its mouth slightly, remained motionless, without any reaction, apparently still in a deep sleep.

The quilt slipped off him.

I don't know when I sat up.

On the bed is a sitting silhouette, and there is a person lying beside him.

Hirakawa Hideo did not wake up after all.

Mother Xue stared at it for a long time, and finally just sighed softly.

The sudden surge of anticipation that had been suppressed for a long time faded away.

Gradually returned to calm.

The sound of shallow breathing came.

Xuemu looked over.

Ping Chuanxiu rolled over in his sleep, his brows were tightly frowned because of what he dreamed about.

That sleeping expression was very similar to the confused expression he had when he came to Yukinoshita's house.

In a trance, as if returning to that day again, Hirakawa Hideo timidly hid behind Yang Nai, looking at herself timidly and curiously.

Now this face is gradually overlapping with the one in memory.

Still so delicate, but now Hirakawa Hideo has sharper edges and corners, more like a boy.

Sour, emotional, gratifying...

Xuemu sighed a long time, hesitated to speak for a while, finally looked at the sleeping face, stretched out her hand to stretch the brows for Ping Chuanxiu.

Still a child.

For the first time after a night of torment, a bright smile appeared on his soft face.

She knelt beside him, her front hair was scattered in a mess, and a few strands of hair intertwined between her forehead, looking tenderly at the sleeping Hirakawa Hideo.

Ping Chuanxiu seemed to have sensed the woman's temperature, moved a little closer to Xuemu's thigh, and put her face close, it seemed that her soft and elastic thigh was used as a pillow, and she wanted to sleep on it.

Mother Xue didn't feel anything unusual, and put her hands on Ping Chuanxiu's head carefully, making it more comfortable for her head to leave the pillow.

Slender and slender fingers caressed Ping Chuanxiu's face, rubbing his frowning brows away from time to time.

This always strict wife showed unprecedented tenderness when no one was around, and she was more like a wife than usual.

But Ping Chuanxiu didn't know what he dreamed of.

While hugging her thigh, he muttered some inaudible words.

Mother Xue thought it was a child's sleep talking at first, so she didn't care.

Gradually, she noticed something was wrong.

"Little... Miss Sayuri..."

With the repetition of the words and the repair of the brain, the voice finally became clear.

Xuemu's hand stopped.

PS:

There are a lot of papers to be written recently, and I finally took the time to write a chapter, which is a bit short, please forgive me.

It's been too long, and some readers may have lost hope of finishing the book.

But I am very responsible to say that this book will never be a eunuch.

Next, the plot will officially enter the second volume. If there is no accident, the book will be finished with 50 words during the New Year this year. Thank you for your company.

(From the next chapter onwards, there will not be a short chapter of [-] words, at least [-] words.)

(I finished the second volume of 17 words in one month during the Chinese New Year.)

(The third volume will write some side stories to complete the main story.)