[Comprehensive] Yukimura, take medicine

"I read the storyboard draft brought back by Onodera. It's too boring. I can't do it all. I redraw it. Did you contribute your inspiration talent to marriage after getting married? No wonder people say that marriage is a grave." Takano Masamune Anxiously looking at the storyboard drafts of various authors received by the editors under his command, is it possible that their love is sweet and they wish to turn comics into chocolates?

"...Marriage is the tomb of love. What does it have to do with my comics! Why do you have so many things? Mr. Li also said that he thinks it is very good."

Yukimura, who was leaning on the bed and reading a book, heard his wife talking on the phone saying that marriage is the tomb of love. He stopped flipping the book and looked at his wife, only to see that she was holding the phone between her ears and shoulders, and kept writing in her hand Earthquake.

"That's because he blindly believed that your fame equals excellence. If you continue to draw like this, your reputation will be ruined after a long time. There should be twists and turns. Your recent plots are all sweet and cloying Dead people, readers will get tired of it sooner or later."

"Then you, a single dog, suffered [-] points of damage? If so, I can reluctantly change it for you."

"... If you talk nonsense, wait for me to be your responsible editor. In short, delete it and re-edit it."

After hanging up the phone, Qing Jian looked at the phone a little funny, the editors of other people's houses were begging the author to draw, coaxing them nicely, why did the editor-in-chief of Emerald have such a temper every day, which made them unconsciously obey.

It is also because of him that the emerald editorial department has such a high status in Marukawa Bookstore.

Qing Jian sighed, shook his sore wrist, gave up the idea of ​​finishing the manuscript tonight, and prepared to go to bed, walked to the bed and climbed into the bed, and nestled into her husband's arms: "I have to re-edit it again." It's finished, the baby is tired."

"Let's do it tomorrow, and have a good rest today." Yukimura put down the book in his hand, and turned off the lights in the bedroom with the remote control.

The room was plunged into darkness in an instant, only the phone screen by the bed was still emitting a faint light.

It was so quiet that there was only the sound of each other's breathing.

And he is most obsessed with this kind of close dependence, unable to restrain his desire for his wife.

"You said just now that marriage is the grave of love?"

"Hey, I refuted him casually. I don't think marriage is the grave of love. Although I was very afraid of marriage at the beginning, I was afraid that the original intimate relationship would join the marriage and the problems to be faced after marriage would have a bad development. "

"That's in your heart. Don't think I don't know that you don't want to get married."

Probably they were urged by their family members, who felt that it was unreasonable for them to stay together for so many years without getting married. Otherwise, if the wife could choose for herself, she would definitely not agree to get married immediately after graduating from university.

"Me... If I say that I miss Xiao Xianrou, will you beat me up?"

"No, we are husband and wife, how can I be willing to beat you, make you... so that you can't get out of bed, after all, I am considerate of you. Okay?"

"No, no, no! I'm talking nonsense, don't take it seriously, you are the best in my heart, you are already 23, and you still look the same as when you were 13..."

"...Are you sure you are praising me?"

"I'm really complimenting you." Kiyoshi put her hands on Yukimura's chest, thinking that she is not that courageous. At this time, do you still dare to say that I am hurting you?

How do you know the pain of being unable to get out of bed?

Mrs. Yukimura still couldn't get up on time the next day.

When Yukimura woke up, his wife in his arms was still sleeping soundly. The room was already lit up. In the morning light, he could see the tiny fluff on the face of the blonde woman in his arms, which was so pink and tender that he couldn't help it. He bowed his head and kissed, and kissed up to the earlobe, and then heard his wife's whine like a milk cat.

"If you quarrel with me again, I'll beat you up." After speaking, he fell into a deep sleep.

Yukimura was not annoyed, he quietly hugged her and enjoyed the weekend.

two hours later.

Kiyomi clutched her sore waist, looked at Yukimura who was dressing slowly by the bed, "Let's go out and play, we haven't dated for a long time."

They haven't had a serious date since they went to college and started living together.

If things go on like this, apart from being intimate in bed, that means getting along with an old couple, it is also impossible to say that their marriage will become the grave of love.

Yukimura was buttoning the last button of his shirt when he heard his wife say, "Doesn't your back hurt? We also go on a date at home. I'll go out and buy you something to eat. You can take a rest and catch up with the manuscript later."

——If you don’t mention the manuscript, we can still be happily married!

Ignoring his wife's complaints, Yukimura leaned over and touched the two cats, one big and one small on the bed, and went out to feed Kiyomi.

She is very gluttonous and very picky. It was like killing her to make her eat a few more pieces of meat since she was a child. The two of them have been together for so long, and they have never dared to take her into a barbecue shop. Once they went in, they could smell the barbecue. The wife who tastes like nausea seems to be the natural enemy of meat.

He almost visited all the delicious restaurants in Kanagawa and Tokyo, but he couldn't raise Kiyomi, who weighed only 90, to [-] catties.

Weighing no more than a hundred, either flat chested or short.

She is neither short nor flat-chested. The only reason is that she has no flesh. Fortunately, the flesh is soft and comfortable to hold.

Qingjian used chopsticks to pierce a hole in the soup dumpling. She was afraid of being hot, so she pierced the soup dumpling every time to let the soup flow out, poked the meat out, and then ate the skin of the bun.

Yukimura sat across from him, eating Xiaolongbao elegantly. He was a little unhappy to see his wife's picky eaters. She was always picky eaters and didn't like sports. Now she is not afraid of being young, but she will always suffer when she gets old. Reluctant to speak harshly to her, he could only pretend to be aggrieved and said, "I bought it after waiting in line for a long time, and then rushed back immediately because I was afraid that it would be cold and you don't like it, so you still have to throw away all the meat."

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Qing Jian neatly poked the piece of meat into his mouth, and looked at him with a painful face.

"I ate, you shut up, didn't grandpa tell you that you can't talk while eating?"

"But that's the rule in Yukimura's house, isn't it in Irie's house?"

"Aren't we at Yukimura's house now?"

There is a sign of Yukimura House on the door.

"Actually, I am from Jiangjing City. I posted it against you, so you have to treat me well and cherish the food I bought so hard."

"...If you say that and don't know, people think you raised the pig, or that you mixed the pork into mud yourself."

"No matter how much you say, you have to eat it obediently." Yukimura took a soup dumpling, poked open the skin to squeeze out the soup, blew it several times, and finally touched it with his lips to make sure it was completely cooled. In order not to burn my wife, put it on Qing Jian's lips, "Hey, eat this and I will take you out to play in the afternoon, wherever you want."

When Qing Jian heard the last sentence, she quickly opened her mouth wide and swallowed the whole soup dumpling, and said vaguely, "You said it."

After eating a meal, Qing Jian felt that her belly was about to burst, and after eating, she hurriedly packed up all her things, quickly put on her outer clothes and stood at the door of the house, urging her husband, "Hurry up, every time you go out, you will die slowly." Lah, are you still a man, are you wearing makeup or what are you doing?"

Yukimura came out of the bedroom and fastened the buttons on his wrists as he walked, "Have you decided where to go?"

"Think about it! I want to go to the newly opened haunted house. It is said to be super super super scary! Don't be too scared." Kiyomi took out her mobile phone and showed Yukimura the information she found on the Internet.

This day of being overwhelmed every day is simply suppressing her nature!She has to go to the haunted house to bully Yukimura to make her feel satisfied.

Qing Jian, who was still caught in her own fantasy, was suddenly kissed, and when the other party left, she stuck out her tongue and licked it.

She was so shocked that she got goosebumps, why, why is she so freaking ugly!Just kiss her and lick her like a kitten or puppy!

Yukimura looked at his wife who was 23 years old but looked like a 13-year-old wife in front of him, and couldn't help flicking her smooth forehead with his fingers, right where he kissed just now.

"I will be very scared, can I hold your hand when the time comes."

"You are troublesome."

"If I faint in the haunted house, will Mrs. Yukimura carry me out?"

When Qing Jian heard this sentence, she thought in a daze that they had this dialogue before, buried deep in her memory, but she would not forget it because it was about him, so she smiled slowly, with the dimples on her cheeks looming, "You are more than I'm so tall and heavy, so you have the nerve to raise such an exorbitant request?"

Yukimura was so delighted by his wife's smile, before he went out to embrace her, he put his lips on her dimple and sucked hard, regardless of his wife's exclamation, "I won't be so scared that I need to You take care of it, if you are afraid, I will hold your hand, don't worry, with me here, you don't have to be afraid of anything."

"Okay. I'll trouble Mr. Yukimura then."

The author has something to say: Hey!Tomorrow is the pregnancy episode, the scheduled 82 episode will be canceled and changed to Kirihara episode (if someone doesn’t like Kirihara episode, you can also leave a message and ask for cancellation, but the pregnancy episode will not be cancelled.

This article has been written for almost three months, although the data is so miserable!but!Still persevere, please give me a meme.

I begged here to post an article and a work (roll away, thank you for persevering until now, and finishing the first novel with me.