"Good...good...I promise you, anything as long as we don't divorce, woo woo woo..."
"I love you too much, really, Shizuka's mother, I really can't live without you."
Yuan Yixiong knelt powerlessly on the ground, bitter tears dripping down his cheeks onto the back of his hand. He truly didn't want to leave his wife, and he was also thinking of his daughter.
However, when he heard the words "listen at the door" from Shizuka's mother's mouth, the victim's heart couldn't help but tremble a few times.
Perhaps it was shock, perhaps unwillingness, but most directly, it was excitement.
Indeed, ever since he lost that function, he had also lost interest in such matters, but after listening to the 'live broadcast' all night, his mindset had changed.
The alternative stimulation made him salivate uncontrollably just by imagining his wife and Zheng Tai.
"That's great, Yixiong. This way, we won't have to divorce. I'll go pack your luggage right away, don't miss your flight."
Madam Jingyu's face showed a warm smile as she packed the suitcase, preparing her husband's essential clothes and items for his business trip.
Indeed, she was a virtuous wife, if one didn't consider her intentions.
"Shizuka's mother, I'm leaving now. Remember to call me often if you have time."
Yuan Yixiong, dressed in a suit, tidied his attire, once again preparing to leave this home.
His mood was extremely complex. His eyes were fixed on the right side of his wife's buttocks, and his Adam's apple visibly bobbed.
"Walk slowly, Uncle. I'll take good care of Auntie, you don't have to worry. I'll also give her a healthy baby along the way."
At the entrance, Nobi Hiroshi smiled as he saw him off, waving with his left hand while his right hand was placed behind his wife, kneading shamelessly.
The adorable Zheng Tai's head only reached his wife's shoulder, creating a very beautiful scene.
Unknowing passersby would see it and think it was a wife and child seeing off their departing husband—what a happy man!
"Goodbye, husband..."
Yuan Jingyu trembled all over, offering no resistance, still smiling as she watched her husband walk away, her expression unchanged despite the strangeness of her body.
A bright morning, very pleasant.
"Click~"
The door closed. Shizuka's mother let out a sigh of relief, then turned around, looking shyly at the small hand that was still causing mischief.
"How does it feel, Auntie, to be...like this in front of your husband? It's a very special feeling, isn't it?"
The young man's lips parted slightly, his beautiful peach blossom eyes slowly turned red, and his nose trembled slightly, clearly showing his excitement.
In just one night, he had experienced unprecedented pleasure; before, he had only watched similar scenarios.
However, why would he do such a depraved thing? It definitely had nothing to do with him.
An orange grown south of the Huai River is an orange; grown north of the Huai River, it is a bitter orange. The soil is different.
According to this logic, since he was in Japan, his behavior being a bit 'Japanese' was very logical and reasonable.
"Auntie Shizuka's mother, can you go make me breakfast now? I'm a bit hungry."
Nobi Hiroshi silently withdrew his hand and rubbed his stomach. He hadn't had a drop of water for six hours of 'work,' and his 'brother' had suffered.
Actually, he was satisfied after the third hour, but once he thought of the victim still below, he couldn't stop at all.
"Okay...Auntie will go make it for you right away, but Xiao Hong, you tease Auntie and then don't take responsibility, that's too much."
With a slightly resentful moan, Yuan Jingyu's gaze lingered stickily on Hiroshi. She licked the corner of her mouth, her eyes lighting up as she pounced.
Thud~
He fell heavily to the floor. Nobi Hiroshi's head was still spinning, not having reacted yet, when his wife already pressed herself over him.
Her knees pinned his two short, pale arms, like a strange older sister by the roadside.
"Auntie, we're still at the entrance. What if someone finds out?"
Opening his eyes, Nobi Hiroshi was caught off guard by her impressive 'assets.' Her large hand had already grabbed his 'game controller,' beginning the 'software hardening' process.
"What's there to be afraid of? Auntie just wants to enjoy breakfast right now."
Touching his flushed cheek, Madam Jingyu's mind was clearly not normal anymore. She began to disarm and loosen her restraints, preparing for a passionate 'entrance hall battle.'
Just a little rub on the butt, and the primordial energy is already uncontrollable? It feels even more** than myself, is it already broken?
"Mm~ Then hurry up."
Enduring the hunger in his stomach, Nobi Hiroshi lay on the floor, quietly watching everything, letting the other party continue their fitness exercises.
Squats with hands behind the head are very demanding physically, and at the same time, they can beautifully showcase the lines of the thighs. However, he never expected a house-bound woman to have such good stamina. Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye.
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...
At noon, Tian Mei, carrying her violin, returned home. She wiggled her feet to take off her shoes; the color of her small cotton socks with edges was darker on one side and lighter on the other. She just wanted to quickly get into the bathroom for a bath.
"Mom, I'm home."
Her call received no response, but she wasn't surprised. Her mother sometimes took a nap and would ask her to cook for her.
The girl lifted one foot, just stepping onto the threshold of the entrance, when she suddenly felt her center of gravity shift, and she slipped and fell to the ground.
"Oh no, my butt hurts so much."
Falling clumsily, Shizuka's mother felt the hem of her skirt and her legs were wet.
What's going on? Why is the floor wet, and the area isn't small either?
Shizuka's mother curiously lowered her head to examine it, her nose twitched, a familiar smell. What exactly was it? It didn't look like water.
Her thoughts raced until she walked two more steps forward and saw the traces of terunsu.
"This... this is!!!"
Shizuka's mother recoiled two steps. The familiarity from the depths of her memory was absolutely unmistakable.
She had not only tasted it but also used it as a facial mask.
It could only be her little boyfriend.
"No, it must have been an accident, but how could it appear here?"
With her arms crossed, Tian Mei, filled with unease, slowly walked towards the second floor, following the faint traces of terunsu.
Shaking her head, she hoped it was all just her own guess. What if it was real terunsu!
"Mom..."
Taking small steps, Shizuka's mother carefully approached the door. The door was not closed, nor was it locked; a gentle push opened a gap.
She poked half her head in to peek. Only her mother's figure was on the bed, although she was wearing a very strange dress that made one blush.
But luckily, nothing terrible appeared.
"Phew~ It seems I was overthinking."
Shizuka's mother exhaled a sigh of relief.
She felt as if the sky had cleared, the rain had stopped, and she felt capable again.
And just as she was smiling and preparing to leave, a voice she knew all too well, lazy and languid, came from her mother's bed.
"Mm... Auntie, I'm hungry."
Nobi Hiroshi, who had been suppressed below, slowly climbed up, taking a deep breath of cold air.
His fair face was flushed, and he leaned against the headboard, looking at the now satisfied wife who was finishing up.
"Goozi~ Goozi~"
"Ha~ Okay, hmm... I'll go right away..."
Yuan Jingyu buried her head, cleaning the stains off the magic wand, her hazy eyes looking up.
She had promised only once, but it had lasted from morning until noon. The wife was truly becoming more and more greedy, even more greedy than Yuzi.
If Nobi Hiroshi didn't have the blessing of dragon's blood, he would probably have exhausted himself to death long ago. He couldn't even take care of just two wives, let alone others.
"Hiroshi... why..."
At the doorway, Shizuka's mother's pupils dilated infinitely. She stared blankly, temporarily unable to accept the sight of her little boyfriend being bullied by her mother.
Her fingers twisted the hem of her skirt, and she vaguely felt the weight of the crown.