[Comprehensive] Let's get a divorce, Mr. Fuyue

Immediately, Meiqin felt bad all over.

Open, open, what a joke!She is a pure man, how could she be shaken by an old man's smile!

The only thing that can really shake her is a beautiful woman with a protruding front and back like the woman she possessed!

Meiqin silently recited "Evil Spirits Retreat" three times, and then recited "Pure Heart Mantra" three times before walking to her room.

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It wasn't until Mr. Fuyue walked into the room after her that Mikoto realized the problem.

She was possessed by a woman, and Fu Yue happened to be the husband of this body.It's normal for couples to sleep in the same room at night.

The only problem is - Mikoto's shell is "Uchiha Shinji", a pure man who has been single for decades.

In an instant, Miqin felt that she was not well again.

At night, the quiet starry sky appears vast and boundless, with only the sound of cicadas coming from the courtyard. Such a quiet atmosphere makes the already awkward atmosphere even more embarrassing.

She, a young man who has been single for 20 years, "shared the same bed" for the first time, and it was actually with a middle-aged uncle who was also a man.

Will be ridiculed by colleagues, definitely...

Mr. Fuyue had a stern face and didn't know what he was thinking. Under that serious uncle's face, Mikoto bravely moved a quilt and spread it on the tatami: "Mr. Fuyue..."

"Huh?" Mr. Fuyue raised his eyelids.

"Please help me to pull it..."

Mr. Fuyue looked down at the crumpled quilt at his feet, and seemed uncomfortable.After all, Miqin in the past was always considerate in everything, and when he was washing up, the bed would be made.

Uchiha Fugaku leaned over and trimmed the quilt rather unskillfully.Inherited from Uchiha's old habit of "If you don't pay attention to it, you will die", the wide palm was flattened on the quilt once, again, again...

Meiqin watched the man on the opposite side tirelessly trying to crush the quilt into dried tofu, and couldn't help feeling embarrassed, wondering when she would be able to sleep today.

Sensing the gaze from the opposite side, Fugaku raised his head and met Mikoto's dark eyes, and then Mikoto looked away unnaturally. Seeing this, Mr. Fugaku frowned slightly.

"Mikoto..."

"Oh? What's the matter, sir?" Meiqin was a little flustered when she heard Fuyue calling her.

"Why did you call me 'Sir' all of a sudden." Uchiha Fugaku's eyes were as black as ink.

Meiqin finally realized the problem. Although the title "Sir" is appropriate for this kind of old cadre-like man, it is not the case when it is used between husband and wife.

"That, that, Fu, Fu Gaku..." Miqin bit the bullet and called out, scratching her head with a "hehe", "Sure enough, I'm still a bit uncomfortable."

Hearing this, Mr. Fuyue's eyes became darker, he sighed, and put his broad palm lightly on Mikoto's shoulder: "Your memory hasn't recovered yet, don't force it anymore."

Meiqin is a bit square, but Mr. Fuyue doesn't know that his wife has already changed, and the one in front of him is just a rough guy with a beautiful shell.Don't talk about restoring her memory, she herself can't guarantee when she will destroy her character.

But can she speak?She can't say it!

As night fell, there was a lonely humming of cicadas outside the courtyard. Mikoto slept with her clothes on, and crawled into the bedding tremblingly. Mr. Fuyue lay down beside her.

Mikoto turned her back to Mr. Fuyue, staring at her own eyes...

Sleep, can't sleep...

The man's steady breathing seemed to be right next to her ear, and Mikoto stared at a spot on the floor in a daze.

"Can't sleep?" Meiqin heard the man behind her say in silence.

"Hmm...hmm." Mikoto replied hesitantly.

"It will be fine." Uchiha Fugaku's voice was deep and magnetic, with a special soothing effect.

"Hmm..." Meiqin pulled the quilt over her face, feeling a little guilty in her heart.

The bamboo tube in the yard was finally filled with water and poured down. After the water in the tube was emptied, the bottom of the tube hit the stone with a "dong" sound.Meiqin finally felt a little drowsy after listening to the sound of "dong" again and again, and when she was half asleep and half awake, she suddenly felt that a hand was embracing her from behind.Mr. Fuyue embraced her waist from behind, and pressed his warm body against her.

This is a very intimate posture, just like ordinary couples, embracing and sleeping together, normal men and women are probably secretly sweet.but……

Miqin lost all sleepiness in an instant!Twist your waist!Shoulder strength!Push your elbow back hard!

The man received a firm elbow and let out a painful groan.Immediately afterwards, Mikoto kicked Fugaku out of the warm bedding again!

"You, you, you, you, you, what are you doing?!" Meiqin curled up, grabbed the quilt, and hugged her arms tightly, like a girl who was molested just now... Ah no, it's a married woman.

Mr. Fuyue held his aching chest and looked at her inexplicably.

It was only then that Meiqin remembered—by the way, she was always slow-paced—that they were husband and wife, and it was normal for Mr. Fuyue to sleep with her in his arms at night... What a freak!

"You, stay away from me!" Uchiha? A pure man at heart? Mikoto tightly clutched the quilt in her hands, fearing that she would lose her virginity.

Mr. Fuyue was stunned, seeing his wife's attitude of "If you come here again, I will call you molested", he was also very confused.

He just touched his wife's waist.

He was kicked out of bed by his wife.

Mr. Fuyue's face turned black all of a sudden, the blackness of the bottom of a pot.

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Mr. Fuyue's life of more than [-] years is not perfect, but it is absolutely enviable.Good family background, extraordinary talent, handsome appearance and lofty status.He is the awesome Uchiha patriarch and married a gentle, virtuous and beautiful wife.

Even the son is upset.Itachi is well-behaved, sensible and polite, and has always been dubbed a "genius", with a bright future.

Mr. Fuyue himself is very satisfied with this life.

Until now.

The moon is bright and the wind is clear, everything is silent, and the lights in the distance are dim.But at this moment, the husband and wife in the room are each guarding a corner, and the gap between the tatami is like an invisible dividing line, isolating the two in two parallel spaces.

Mr. Fuyue felt the cold wind, especially the place where his chest was kicked was still aching.Mikoto's foot just now was not light at all...

Although he and Miqin didn't experience the frenzy of love between men and women, the husband and wife have always treated each other with respect, and the wife who has always been gentle and considerate has never had the experience of... kicking him away.

Until Mikoto lost her memory this time.

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Meiqin swallowed her saliva in fear, and shrank her body into the corner more and more.

Because Mr. Fuyue's current expression is really a little scary, black for a while, green for a while, and it looks like a storm is about to come.

Miqin was so scared that she kept chanting "Bless the Sage of the Six Paths"!

Mr. Fuyue's complexion fluctuated between green and black, and it took a long time before his expression returned to normal. Seeing Miqin's silence, after touching her guilty eyes, he slowly said in a low voice: "Sorry."

well?Mikoto paused for breath, her mind didn't turn the corner all of a sudden.

After Mr. Fuyue put on his robe, he opened the wooden door and walked out, until the wooden door closed in front of Mikoto, she kept a "confused" expression.

Mr. Fuyue was "kicked out" of the room by her. Think carefully, did I do something wrong?

Mr. Fuyue just hugged his wife's waist...

No, no, only this, this is absolutely unacceptable!

The old man said that he would rather demolish ten temples than break up a single marriage.If you affect the relationship between husband and wife, you will be kicked by a donkey.

But she doesn't want to either!What's the matter with inexplicably turning into a woman with four or two fleshy breasts?

Sure enough, tracing back to the source, it's all the fault of Oshemaru-sama.

Mikoto muttered, "It's all the fault of Orochimaru-sama", she lifted the quilt and wrapped herself up, closed her eyelids and fell into a deep sleep with growing guilt.

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Early in the morning, Mr. Fuyue left early.

Meiqin scratched her messy long hair, looked at the prepared breakfast wrapped in plastic wrap on the table, and couldn't help sighing.

"Mother, good morning..." The sleepy baby Itachi, who was wearing a black wide collar, yawned and greeted Mikoto, the fur on the top of his head curled up.

Meiqin couldn't hold back, she pressed the boy's hair with her hand, and replied blushingly, "Okay..."

Yawning, Itachi ran to wash up and changed his clothes by the way.

Ahh, what a good girl, she can't get her hands in at all... Meiqin took off the plastic wrap graciously, and enjoyed her breakfast with peace of mind.

Itachi moved to his special seat (that is, the child seat), clasped his hands together, said "I'm starting", and then started breakfast.

Mikoto kept staring at Itachi while finishing the food in her hand.Itachi eats very slowly, chewing slowly, which fully demonstrates the demeanor of a famous family. Every move is taught by a tutor. Sure enough, the children of the patriarch's family are different...

"By the way, my lord, are your things ready?"

"Pfft!" Miqin quickly covered her mouth, "What is it?"

"What to bring to the hospital," Itachi stared at her with round eyes, "and a gift for Dr. Meixi, mother, you won't forget it, right?"

Uh... Mikoto put down her chopsticks embarrassingly, losing her appetite.Yesterday, she seemed to vaguely heard Mr. Fuyue talking, but she thought she didn't have to go to the hospital anymore, so she didn't listen very carefully.

"There's still lunch at noon." Itachi finally reminded him worriedly.Itachi found that after his mother fell ill, there were a lot of things to worry about.

"Wait! Why do you have to go all day?" Meiqin held out Honey Erkang's hand.

Later, I found out that Mr. Fuyue had arranged it long ago. He couldn't always ask for leave to accompany her to the hospital. There was still a lot of work in the security department waiting for him to deal with.

After all, he is the patriarch...

"But Itachi, what are you doing at noon?"

"I'll find Brother Shisui to train, and I'll take care of it outside during lunch." At this time, Itachi had already tied the shoe buckles at the entrance, and was doing the final inspection.

Sometimes, Itachi really doesn't want to be a three-year-old child. How can a child be so precocious... Ah, and, who is "Brother Zhishui"?

"Mother, I'm going out!"

Meiqin subconsciously replied "be careful on the road", and when she came to her senses, Itachi had already left.Miqin scratched her chicken coop-like hair a little more irritably: ahhh, isn't this just like a conversation between a mother and her son!

The most urgent thing is to find that adult first and get rid of this inexplicable situation!

Having said that...

Meiqin's "Madame" wears a pink lace apron around her waist, holding a spatula in her right hand and a pot lid in her left hand, facing the pots and stoves, making troubles.

In fact, she really appreciates the art of "cooking" by mixing vegetables and sliced ​​meat to make a dish.But appreciation is appreciation, and practice is another matter.

Sure enough, all of this is the fault of Master Orochimaru!Mikoto clenched her fists, thinking to herself.

TBC

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