Walking into the bedroom upstairs, Minami Yuxi and Mitsuki did not continue their passionate sex on the sofa.
Nan Meiyue knew that there was definitely no camera installed in the bedroom, and Xinai did not come to the bedroom yesterday. Here, she did not need to "disguise".
She regretted why she had just said that the curtains were not drawn. If she hadn't mentioned that, they could have been on the sofa, in the sun...
She put her straight legs together and regretted wearing hot pants. They were too short and thin to hide the color of her water.
"What are you thinking about?" Nan Youxi stroked her blonde hair. The tenderness in his eyes made Nan Meiyue puzzled, even though they had already reached the bedroom.
"Thinking about work." Mitsuki gave a normal answer.
"You're thinking about work even though you're with me? Am I not as attractive as work?"
Minami Youxi's words made Miyuki's cheeks hot. She tried her best to suppress the temperature of her cheeks and dispel the shyness in her heart. She didn't know if it would work. There was no mirror in the bedroom, so she couldn't see her own face. She could only look at Minami Youxi. There was no doubt on her husband's face. Didn't she blush
While she was troubled, Nan Youxi leaned close to her cheek.
Once again, she touched her husband's hot lips that had been haunting her dreams.
The kiss was short, and after they broke apart, there was a look of dissatisfaction and resentment in her eyes.
"There might be a camera in the bedroom." Nan Youxi leaned over and whispered in her ear.
Nan Meiyue was startled. She was so focused on kissing that she forgot that they were actually guarding against their beloved cameraman.
She wondered how Xin'ai had placed the camera in the bedroom. She and Youxi slept here last night. When they went out in the morning, Xin'ai was already in the living room. The younger sister should not have had the opportunity to commit the crime.
However, Yuuki was not one to lie. If he said there might be a camera, then there must be one. She didn't know much about these electronic products, so the placement of the camera might be more convenient and secretive than she thought.
She thought about last night, when she and Yuki slept together because of her love. They had been married for so many years, but the number of times they slept in the same room was few and far between.
She didn't even know how to kiss, and she needed her husband's guidance just now.
She raised her head and looked at Nan Youxi's handsome face. This face was familiar and unfamiliar, but every part of it made her happy and fascinated.
A strong desire arose in her heart. She rolled her bright eyes and scanned the wardrobe, side table and TV cabinet. She thought, since there might be a beloved camera in the bedroom, then, should we be more intimate in the bedroom
What step can be achieved
Desire gave rise to impatience, which came upon her, making her hot, itchy, and unbearable.
She wanted a follow-up on the sofa, at least the same level as on the sofa, but her husband just lay on her legs and chatted with her.
Her husband's tough hair pricked her skin, causing a slight itch and pain. His clear voice was a little hoarse due to laziness.
Miyue's heart gradually calmed down, and the surging desire in her heart turned into a calm warmth. Her husband's low voice was like the chirping of cicadas in a summer afternoon, and she became sleepy.
She placed her hand on Minami Yuki's cheek, her fingertips touching her husband's lips, feeling the touch of his lips as they opened and closed.
She talked about Ai Komori and their first meeting.
She was lying, she said that she liked her husband the first time she met him, and that her feelings for him grew stronger during the following dates. Maybe she wasn't lying.
She asked Minami Yuki to talk about Nao, Yuko and Reina. She wanted to know more about those three women.
At noon, they went downstairs and prepared lunch together in the kitchen. She was responsible for cooking, and her husband helped and messed around. In the middle, she took the time to change into a pair of hot pants.
In the afternoon, she lay on her husband's lap while they watched a movie on the sofa and he drew a sketch for her.
The sunlight, the house, the air and the sounds, all seemed to have been soaked in old cellar water and were filled with the smell of alcohol. She was wrapped in it and became drunk. She leaned against her husband's waist and thought about love, this was passionate love, a passionate love that came more than ten years late and perhaps the only time she would have such a love, but it was not too late and not too little.
It was getting dark. In the night sky outside the window, the stars were shining brightly. There was no trace of the moon, and the street lights were brighter than the moonlight.
"It's nine o'clock, go to bed." Nan Youxi released the arm around her waist and went upstairs.
It's nine o'clock in the evening. The day is about to end. Most of the day has passed. The camera, which only has half a day's battery left, should be useless.
Is it ending
She didn't want it to end, she thought, it's not over yet.
She followed behind Nan Youxi.
"The camera may have been put up in the morning, and it's only been halfway through the day."
She said this and took her clothes into the master bedroom.
“There may be cameras in the bathroom as well.”
She said this and followed Nan Youxi into the bathtub in the master bedroom.
In the darkness, she hugged Nan Youxi.
“It may also have a recording function.”
She defended her voice.
The night was coming to an end and dawn was about to arrive. Miyuki fell into a deep sleep. Nan Youxi rubbed her sore waist and pressed her lower abdomen which was a little painful due to the injury, waiting for dawn.
He sat at the head of the bed, looking at his wife with the soft light filtered by the curtains. On the floor beside his wife, a towel stained with red was thrown there.
The wife's sleeping face was very peaceful, her arms tightly hugged Nan Youxi's waist, and her soft body pressed against Nan Youxi's legs.
Did she feel happy? Nan Youxi lifted her golden hair and let the golden threads slide through her fingers.
[Free simulation ends]
Sitting up, Nan Youxi looked at the wall in front of him. The darkness was like noise, filling his world.
After swiping away the pop-up box, he watched the simulation continue to run. The content of the simulation was the same as before.
[Simulation ends]
[Because the emotional development is too similar, no summary is given]
How is Mitsuki doing? Will she like this special gift
…
Asagiri Mitsuki woke up from her dream, and for a moment she couldn't tell whether the darkness in front of her was the real night or the transition from a dream. She raised her hand to cover her heart, and she could feel her heartbeat very clearly.
This was reality, and she could control her actions.
She reached out and touched the hem of her nightgown. The pain was gone, but the image in her mind remained.
Minami Yuki. My husband, my proof formula, my lover.
She groped for the head of the bed and grabbed her phone.
"Asagiri Mitsuki: Is Senpai asleep?"
"Minami Yuxi: Asleep."
Her typing fingers paused as she thought about how she could achieve an intimate relationship with the boy.
At this time, the boy must have become good friends with Nao, Yuko and Reina, right
"Asagiri Mitsuki: Did he sleep next to Asano, Ibuki, or Nakajima?"
"Nan Yuxi: How can you slander someone's innocence out of thin air!"
"Asagiri Mitsuki: I have heard some bad rumors here. If you ask me to go over to check on you now, I might believe you."
"Nan Yuxi: Don't you have a curfew? How can you go out so late?"
"Asagiri Mitsuki: I can run away from home for my senior."
"Nan Yuxi: Goodbye, if you don't believe me, then I won't believe you either."
"Asagiri Mitsuki: I'm only wearing a thin nightgown now!"
"Minami Yuuki: If you were wearing the gold armor, maybe we could have a discussion."
"Asagiri Mitsuki: Is that how Asano and the others attract the seniors?"
"Minami Yuki: ... I'm going to sleep, good night."
"Asagiri Mitsuki: Yeah, good night."
(End of this chapter)