The strongest scum after me

After taking a bath, Shimizu Sakura sat on the bed alone with the quilt in a daze.

It may be that the house is too big. After Yi Gu Youtai and Fu Heihui both left, the whole house seemed a bit empty.

Since Fu Heihui turned 14, he insisted on moving out. Although he often came back to eat with them, Shimizu Sakura still felt very reluctant.He came to their house when he was six years old, Shimizu Sakura watched him grow up, and Fu Heihui was like a half brother to her - or like a half son.Watching him move out, there is always a sense of loss that "the son is already independent".

Frankly speaking, during the ten years of living with Xia Youjie, she really felt very happy.

He was completely obedient and doting to her, and even though he had been married for ten years, he had never had a quarrel, and it was even more impossible for him to have a bad thing like cheating.

Although I don't know why, her memory after marriage seems to be not as good as before marriage. Shimizu Sakura vaguely feels that she has forgotten something, but subconsciously she doesn't seem to want to recall it.

【It shouldn't matter, right? 】

[Since it has been forgotten, it means that it is not an important matter... right? 】

And if Jie loves her so much, there must be no problem.

Shimizu Sakura also knew that she was not in good health, so in order not to cause trouble to others, she didn't have much objection to him not letting her go out to work.But Xia Youjie was very busy with work, although he tried his best to spend time with her, but after all, he couldn't be by her side anytime and anywhere.

After Fuguro Hui also moved out, Shimizu Sakura often felt very lonely in the quiet house alone.

If only...they had kids.

She really wants a baby who looks like her and Jie.

She had mentioned it a few times, but it seemed like she couldn't get his reply every time, and finally let it go.

He doesn't seem to be very enthusiastic about children...?

Even a little cold.

why?

Obviously they are in love... aren't they?

When Gojo Satoru came out of the bathroom, what he saw was Shimizu Sakura who was sitting blankly on the bed hugging the quilt.She was wearing a snow-white nightgown, and her long pale golden hair was scattered on her collarbone. From his perspective, she was very small, like a kitten hiding between the quilts, very cute and cute.

He walked over and hugged her into his arms, lazily put his chin on her shoulder, and said in a teasing tone: "This classmate, is he thinking about life when he is so serious in a daze? Did you come up with something?"

After hearing his words, Shimizu Sakura slowly turned her head. She seemed to have made up her mind so that her eyes were bright. She hugged his neck and lay down in his arms softly: "Husband, Let's have a baby."

Gojo Satoru supported her waist, in case she was too excited and accidentally fell: "Well, why did you suddenly have this idea?"

"It's not sudden." Shimizu Sakura looked into those beautiful blue eyes and whispered, "I have mentioned it to you many times before, and every time you are perfunctory. I am waiting for you at home alone, really It's very lonely."

"Why on earth do you not want to have a baby with me?"

She was wronged as she spoke, and she felt wronged so sincerely, it was very much like the picture of a cat crying on the Internet.

Anyone who saw this scene would probably be amused by her.

But Gojo Satoru didn't smile, he just kept looking at her with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"Who am I?" He said, "Sakura, at this moment, who am I in your eyes?"

This question is really inexplicable, Shimizu Sakura tilted her head in confusion, and then suddenly realized, she smiled and kissed his slightly cold lips: "You are Jie, the little fox of the little milk cat, and also my husband!"

The air seemed a little stagnant.

Those blue eyes looking at her seemed to have been dripped with dark ink, spreading from the brightest place little by little, almost drowning him.

"Ah, that's right." He smiled, as if whispering to himself, "It's clearly an established fact...why do you need to ask again?"

His drooping eyelashes were long and delicate, as if snow flakes had fallen on them, and they were about to melt in a second.

Sensing the subtle atmosphere, Shimizu Sakura was a little at a loss: "Jie?"

Then in the next second, she felt her head spinning, and by the time she realized it, she had already sunk into the soft bed.

"Have a baby, I promise."

He said.

The close-fitting nightgown was pulled away, and the fingers holding her waist were slender and strong, caressing her skin intimately, the kiss on her lips was gentle and strong, Shimizu Sakura was dazed by the kiss, and immediately forgot the subtlety just now dialogue.

The corners of her eyes were forced to turn red, and she blamed the man on her body aggrievedly: "Too, too much, you know how to bully me..."

"Wrong, how can I be willing to bully you?" Wujou Wutiao's voice was hoarse, he smiled and kissed her, "Aren't I fulfilling your wish?"

As he spoke, he stuffed a pillow under her waist.

This face is too good-looking, and the voice is too nice. As soon as he kissed her, her IQ plummeted. Shimizu Sakura was dazed by his kiss: "But, but...why do you use a pillow?"

"Well... it's easier to conceive this way."

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I don't know how many times she scolded him as a "stinky rascal" over and over again, but in the end she fell asleep in his arms crying.

Her body is soft when hugged, her voice is also soft, and the way she cries is super cute.

It was really fun to bully her.

Over the past ten years, Gojo Satoru has often thought this way.

It's just that sometimes, this bad taste will be replaced or even drowned by another more complex and intense emotion.

Because Shimizu Sakura always calls Xia Youjie's name with nostalgia.

When you welcome him home.

When calling him.

When coquettish to him.

when hugging him.

when kissing him.

Even when they are the tenderest, the most intimate, and the most lingering.

He knew she was sick, from the beginning.

Why should she care whose name she calls?

After all, wasn't his original purpose just to save her, take care of her, and prevent her soul from falling into the abyss?

The current situation is much better than expected. He already has her and can do everything he wants to her. After all, she loves him so much, relies on him so much, is so attached to him, and is full of him. , even if the real Xia Youjie stood in front of her, I am afraid that the current Qingshui Ying would not recognize Xia Youjie——

But why—why not only did he not feel satisfied, but the unwillingness in his heart grew wildly like weeds?

She was clearly in his arms, so why did she use those lips that he had kissed thousands of times to say another man's name with nostalgia?

Even if that person is his best friend.

[Admit it. 】

he heard himself say.

【You are obviously going crazy with jealousy. 】