The Yukinoshita family wants me to confess

Ping Chuanxiu blushed a little, and looked away.

He pretended nothing happened and continued to wipe his sweat.

But that look obviously couldn't hide his nervousness.

The air conditioner blows out cold wind in bursts, accompanied by a low voice.

The voice was very thin and extremely low, and it was easy for people to ignore it.

The temperature in the room dropped slowly.

Much cooler.

Ping Chuanxiu turned her back to Mother Xue and pretended to be wiping sweat earnestly, but her attention was not focused there, but she became dazed while wiping her sweat.

He was a little embarrassed, still a little shy for staring at his aunt's thigh just now.

Neither his respect for his aunt nor his moral ethics allowed him to act like that.

It's fine for me to feel that way on weekdays, but just now I was staring straight at my aunt's legs and my aunt found out, saying that it's impossible not to be nervous.

Ping Chuanxiu tried not to let herself look back, avoiding her aunt's sight.

As if this would solve all problems.

Mother Xue blinked her eyes, she was not actually angry, but thought Ping Chuanxiu's reaction was cute.

She stepped forward slowly and sat behind Hirakawa Hideo, her plump buttocks outlined a seductive curve in the nightdress.

For some reason, Xuemu didn't speak aloud, but looked at Ping Chuanxiu's red ears with great interest, and there was a rare shallow smile on that soft face.

She thought Hirakawa Hideo's appearance was very interesting, as if he had returned to the time when he had been relying on her.

Hirakawa Hideo didn't notice it, and was still immersed in her own embarrassment.

A burning sensation on the face.

After a while.

Ping Chuanxiu wiped off her sweat, and the cool wind caressed her body with an unspeakable refreshment, and the embarrassment just now was unconsciously forgotten.

Chapter 110: Action

The night is getting darker, the warm light in front of the bed dimly illuminates the circle, and the room is also brighter than before because of this small light, but the corners are still dim, like the shadow under the flickering candle Same.

Xuemu rarely sweats, and she is not afraid of heat, but a little afraid of cold, but she still adjusts the temperature of the air conditioner to a very low level.

The skin touched the air-conditioning, colder than before.

Ping Chuanxiu hid under the bed, and gradually became sleepy, and her hot heart calmed down.

He was very sleepy, and his eyelids became heavy, but he kept his eyes open, looking at the corner of the wall that was dimly illuminated by the light, as if his mind was empty, he didn't think about anything, he was just in a daze.

Although he didn't think about it deliberately, Hirakawa Hideo actually still had a faint expectation. He felt that he shouldn't go to bed so early. If he persisted, he might have something to do with his aunt.

The misty lights become even more misty under the blurred vision.

gradually.

The dimly lit corner of the wall became a blur.

Hirakawa Hideo closed his eyes.

He fell asleep.

Xuemu quietly crossed the boundary of the quilt, and that plump and warm body slipped into Ping Chuanxiu's bed.

First, slowly, move one leg over minute by minute.

Move your body inward quietly.

Xuemu glanced at Ping Chuanxiu.

Hirakawa Hideo closed her eyes with a peaceful expression and did not respond.

There was a hint of red on that soft face.

She felt as though she shouldn't be doing this.

but.

The cold air hit the skin, but it was a bit cold.

I'm just afraid of the cold.

Xuemu retracted her gaze, her eyelids were lowered, and her eyes were a little dodgy.

Then there is half of the body.

The plump buttocks moved there.

Most of the body got through, and the stomach was warm.

Xuemu's cheeks felt a little hot.

With this movement, the skirt that was originally near the thigh was pulled up a few centimeters, almost touching the root of the thigh. Under the thick quilt, the pair of slender and straight legs were almost exposed.

The body slowly drilled in, only half of the arms and the parts above the shoulders remained outside.

As if suddenly remembering something, Xuemu stopped the movement of drilling in, turned her head and glanced to the side.

Ping Chuanxiu was already in a deep sleep, her eyes were tightly closed on that delicate face, and her eyelashes trembled a little when she fell asleep.

She was in the same sleeping position as when she first came to her house.

Xuemu was relieved.

Knowing Ping Chuanxiu very well, she can naturally see that Ping Chuanxiu is not pretending to sleep.

The shyness on his face faded a little.

But the blush was worse.

His eyes flickered non-stop, as if he was hiding from something.

Only at this kind of time, when facing Hideo Hirakawa, that face that used to be very elegant, even a little stern, would show such a vivid expression.

The buttocks moved down a few centimeters, and the whole body got into it.

As soon as she moved like this, her leg touched Ping Chuanxiu's leg, and the exposed skin was so close to Ping Chuanxiu's leg.

Ping Chuanxiu's body is not as warm as hers. Under the skin-to-skin contact, a slightly cold feeling comes from the legs, while the thick blanket is very warm. Two completely different temperature perceptions burst out in the body at the same time. It's an indescribable feeling, very strange and comfortable.

She just lay down next to Hirakawa Hideo.

The plump and warm body was almost attached to Hirakawa Hideo.

It's cold outside, but warm inside.

Xuemu closed her eyes comfortably. At this time, the face that was very similar to Xue Nai Yang Nai showed the same cute expression as Xue Nai Yang Nai, and her lines were softer. She will be much older next year, but she looks younger .

Before going to bed, her bun had been removed, and her hair was no longer gathered together and coiled into a bun on the top, side or back of her head, but spread out, with strands of blue hair randomly scattered in front of her face.

The bun is gone, and the symbols representing maturity are no longer gathered in front. The face was originally soft, but now it shows the expression of a little girl, showing its original cuteness.

At this time, Snow Mother looked much younger than usual.

The lights are off.

The room was once again plunged into boundless darkness.

The air conditioner continuously discharges cold air, accompanied by a low and faint sound.

The quilt is very warm, and there are two people's body temperature in it.

Xuemu slept calmly next to Ping Chuanxiu, with a very comfortable look on her face, as if very satisfied.

She closed her eyes.

Also fell asleep.

In the environment where you can't see your fingers, no one can see the slightly raised corner of the mouth.

1 minutes……

2 minutes……

3 minutes……

……

10 minutes……

I don't know how long it took.

Xuemu suddenly opened her eyes.

Those big bright eyes blinked.

She sat up slightly.

The quilt also fell from the chest and fell near the flat stomach.

very dark.

Even after adapting to the darkness, the bedroom was still blurred and nothing could be seen.

In the bedroom where you can't see your fingers, there is a figure sitting on the bed motionless.

Mother Xue stopped there, not knowing what she was thinking.

for a long time.

She leaned over and leaned over to her side.

Instinctively, he held Hirakawa Hideo's face with his hands, put his lips on his forehead, and kissed him lightly.

after awhile.

Her lips just left Hirakawa Hideo's forehead.

As if finally relieved, Xuemu's stiff body relaxed.

She let go of the hand holding Hirakawa Hideo's face, put her hands back on her side, and lay down peacefully again.

This time she could finally fall asleep contentedly.

With relief and comfort, Xuemu closed her eyes and fell asleep peacefully.

And this time.

The body next to her moved.

in the dark.

Hirakawa Hideo opened her eyes wide, her face full of disbelief, an unbelievable look.

The cold feeling on the forehead seemed to still stay on it.

He froze and did not move, afraid that the people around him would find out that he had woken up.

My mind was full of confusion and surprise.

Auntie's actions in the darkness flashed in my mind from time to time.

Hirakawa Hideo stayed there.

The body was stiff, not daring to move.

His thoughts were flying, thinking of all kinds.

But still can't solve the confusion in my heart.

Either way, it's weird.

How could my aunt suddenly sleep in the same bed with me, and then my aunt secretly kissed me again.

Although it was just a kiss on the forehead, the ambiguous movement still made him think about it.

The quilt is not thin, unlike aunt's one which is just a thin layer, this thickness is obviously his own quilt.

In this way, the conclusion that I got into my aunt's bed and attacked my aunt at night when I was asleep can be overturned.

Although I have doubted whether I am really that perverted, but the current situation is obviously not the case.

Hirakawa Hideo's brain suddenly became very active, and the whole person fell into a strange state.

Countless thoughts flashed through his mind.