The Yukinoshita family wants me to confess

Mother Xue slowly clenched her jade hands hidden under the water, she would never give up her beloved Xiu to that woman.

"Then is there anything else you can do for me?"

Ping Chuanxiu turned around, looked at Xuemu lying in the bathtub and asked.

Snow Mother wore a shower cap, her clear and clean face was moist and lustrous, and her facial features were exquisite. Under the cover of water vapor, she had a hazy feeling, exuding a charm different from the past.

Further down is the delicate collarbone and snow-white neck, which are particularly charming under the half-hidden and half-shown water vapor.

Ping Chuanxiu's question was naturally to stay a little longer, and he couldn't get enough of Xuemu at this time.

And he has other thoughts in his heart.

What if Mother Xue needs him to wipe her back or something?

Hideo Hirakawa couldn't help but get excited at the thought of being able to be in close contact with the delicate skin above.

This child, what do you mean by this question?

Hearing Ping Chuanxiu's question, Mother Xue couldn't help becoming shy again. She didn't expect Ping Chuanxiu to be so bold and dare to ask such a question.

The legs hidden under the white foam on the water surface couldn't help rubbing against each other, the thighs rubbed against each other, skin to skin, and the crystal jade feet passed by the other leg.

Although she was emotionally impulsive, Xuemu's rationality was still there, and she knew that this was not the right time.

"There's nothing important to ask for your help."

Xuemu sighed softly, and politely rejected Ping Chuanxiu's hint. If Ping Chuanxiu stayed longer, she was afraid that she would really lose control of herself.

Although he was mentally prepared, after all, Xuemu had always been a pure and pure existence in his heart, but when he heard Xuemu's answer, Ping Chuanxiu couldn't help being disappointed.

"Oh, Auntie, if you need anything, call me anytime, I can hear you in the living room."

Hirakawa Hideo held back his disappointment, replied softly, then turned and left.

"Well, remember to close the door."

Mother Xue looked at the back of Ping Chuanxiu leaving, and did not keep her. Now she can't adapt to doing that kind of thing immediately.

Sighing, Xuemu stood up from the bathtub, water and bubbles slipped from that alluring body with a splash.

Xuemu came out of the bathtub, picked up the towel on the shelf, wiped her body, and put on her clothes slowly.

The movements are slow, as dignified and elegant as ever.

Chapter No.16 Slowly approaching the distance

At night, under the incandescent lights, in a well-decorated room.

Hirakawa Hideo sat slumped on the sofa, the thoughts in his head were a little messy, and his heart was mixed.

What do you think about your aunt?

The aunt who always had overwhelming courage in doing things showed unprecedented tenderness and consideration in front of her.I will not get angry when I make a mistake, but will only silently help clean up the mess behind my back.

Maybe it's because I feel sorry for my loneliness, my aunt always takes pity on me very much, she loves me so much that I can even say that I dote on her, and I also respect and love my aunt very much.

During Ping Chuanxiu's most painful period, it was the tenderness and pity shown by Xuemu that melted his hatred and depression.

Ping Chuanxiu regained her confidence in life under the care of Xuemu, and spent her junior high school life in a healthy and happy way.

But is it as simple as being her adoptive mother?

The appearance of Snow Mother lying in the bathtub without a strand appeared in his mind again, and Ping Chuanxiu knew very well how intense his lust was at that moment.

For the mature and glamorous aunt, my feelings for her are definitely not as simple as being a foster mother.

For some reason, Hideo Hirakawa remembered that night in the summer of the second year of her junior year.

At that time, he first came into contact with a book about ethics. When the young protagonist pressed the beautiful and lustful aunt on his body, he imagined the situation of himself on the snow mother, and fired the first shot of his life.

After finishing the rush and calming down, the guilt for betraying ethics, the excitement that has not faded, and the depravity of being addicted to pleasure are exactly the same as his current mood.

Ping Chuanxiu stared at the ceiling intently, but the seductive outline of Snow Mother's buttocks could not be restrained in his mind.

Every time after flushing, Hideo Hirakawa would silently tell herself that it was wrong to do so.

But whenever the night came, he couldn't help but imagine, going back to the past again.

The hidden desire pulled him like mud, making him sink and become depraved.

But today, after witnessing all kinds of temptations on Mother Xue, that feeling became stronger than ever.

The hidden river gushes out from the dark, rushing against the embankment of morality, powerfully.

what should I do?

Hideo Hirakawa looked at the ceiling with confused and painful eyes.

Identity, morality, ethics, and age gap all determine that the relationship between him and Xuemu is [almost] impossible.

(Note that it is almost.)

Love can't be obtained, which made him feel a little sore and numb.

It would be great if I wasn't the adopted son of my aunt, Hideo Hirakawa fantasized about it, but couldn't help but sigh.

The hour hand of the clock tower in the next town stopped near the Roman numeral ten, and it was still some time before twelve o'clock.

And this poor young man has already become depressed by his own strength even before he opened Wang Yiyun.

"Xiu, I've finished washing, it's getting late, you should go take a shower too."

Just when Hirakawa Hideo felt that the future of this life was hopeless, and that love had been strangled in the cradle before it sprouted, Snow Mother came out of the bathroom wearing a pink kimono with clogs on her feet, and said softly to Hirakawa Hideo.

The snow mother's skin was moist and lustrous just after taking a bath, her black and beautiful hair was coiled up on the back of her head, and her posture was graceful.

Wearing a kimono of a different color from the past, Snow Mother has a more girlish taste than before, exuding a unique charm.

The depressed mood came and went quickly, seeing the auntie with delicate and rosy skin, Ping Chuan, who was standing there pretty and lively, the gloomy sadness in my heart was swept away.

A real gentleman dares to face the bleak life and pursue the unobtainable peach.

"Oh, I'm going to wash now."

The depression was swept away, and Hideo Hirakawa has never been so refreshed after meeting another kind of aunt.

After entering the bedroom and jumping a few pieces of clothes in the cabinet that could make him look more mature, Hideo Hirakawa walked into the bathroom.

Various fragrances still lingered in the bathroom, and Hideo Hirakawa took a bath in a happy mood, but her depressed look disappeared.

Xuemu watched Ping Chuanxiu walk into the bathroom, then walked into the bedroom with light steps.

Except for the quilt on the mattress being a bit messy and a few stacks of drawings on the desk, most of the things in the bedroom were neatly arranged.

Xuemu walked over very naturally, climbed onto the bed and helped Ping Chuanxiu fold the quilt, as if it was her duty.But in fact, before Ping Chuanxiu was adopted, others made Xuemu's quilts for her, and she seldom did such trivial things by herself.I don't know why, maybe it's a cleanliness mentality at work, even though he is not skilled in folding quilts, he can't help but help him make the mattress, this is a treatment that Yang Nai and Xue Nai have never enjoyed.

After folding the quilt, Mother Xue let out a sigh of relief. After so long, she is still so unskilled in arranging the quilt.

After tidying the mattress, Mother Xue went to the desk, picked up the draft and looked at it.

There are some uncolored drafts on it, and it can be vaguely seen that it is a few pictures of people, and there are small notes beside them.

She has always known that Hirakawa Hideo likes to draw manga, but she has never seen him draw manga with any plot, so she just thought he was playing around and didn't pay much attention to it. She didn't expect that he is still insisting on it now.

Mother Xue smiled lightly, and after folding all these manuscript papers, she opened the drawer and pawned all the manuscript papers in.

"This...this is?!"

Xuemu, who was about to close the drawer and leave, saw a large pile of manga neatly arranged inside.

The cover is a variety of color pictures with extremely beautiful styles but obscene content. The smooth curves constitute an extremely erotic picture, and the comic female characters on it are in various shameless poses.

The big characters on the cover caught her eyes with great impact, all of which were extremely explicit words such as "Forbidden の木", "Muzi Bold XX", "X Education".

Xuemu was shocked.

Does that kid usually read this kind of comics?

Even though his academic performance is still so good, why are there so many books of this kind in the drawer?

The impact was too great for Xuemu, she quickly closed the drawer, not daring to take a second look.The drawers banged against the edges.

"call……"

With just a few glances, those obscene images are deeply imprinted in my mind.

Snow Mother's breathing became heavy, and her face became more ruddy.

Chapter No.17 reports to the chief, and seized a large amount of loot from the enemy!

At night, the waning moon hides quietly in the clouds like a shy little girl.

(The original metaphor was not like this, so I changed it to an adjective because it was too explicit.)

In the bedroom, by the desk.

Xuemu's body almost went limp, which had too much impact on her who was in the ascetic department.

My mind is full of the female characters in the comics posing shamelessly, but the obscene pictures are so beautiful, and the lines are so smooth, which is very in line with human aesthetics.

What surprised her even more was the bold theme. Every book was about forbidden love, and without exception, young and childish boys pressed the charming wife under him and posed in various poses.

How can there be such comics?

Xuemu, who has always paid little attention to Two-dimensional, still has an impression of comics as hot-blooded or youthful love, and she doesn’t know much about the usual anime, not to mention the gradual increase of gentlemen, the richer themes, and the more perverted sexual obsessions The book world is gone.

She never imagined that simple brushstrokes could draw such erotic and seductive female characters.

The extremely tense picture seemed as if the character was in front of her eyes, posing various poses towards her.

Xuemu never thought that there would be so many taboo cartoons right in front of her eyes.

So Xiu likes women with this style?

so perverted...

Mother Xue blushed, and secretly spat in her heart.

But after thinking about it for a while, Mother Xue felt more and more wrong.

No!

This behavior is outrageous!

There is no reason for my adoptive mother to discover the truth of reading comics of this kind.

It's not incomprehensible to like to watch this kind of thing. After all, at this age, the desire must be vented, but it must be hidden.

Shady things shouldn't be kept in the dark.

Putting it in such an obvious place, do you regard these things as a kind of ordinary reading material?

If things go on like this, what should I do if I become a pervert?

The more Xuemu thought about it, the more she felt that this was not a good tendency. She always felt that Hirakawa Hideo would read this kind of comics, and it might have something to do with the female teacher who acted carelessly in front of him today. .

Although Xuemu is very satisfied with Ping Chuanxiu's books with older heroines, as an elder, she must prevent her children from going astray.

Xuemu took out all the comics in the drawer and put them in a small box.

Even though she was mentally prepared, Xuemu couldn't help but blush when she saw that scene again.

All of Ping Chuanxiu's collections were emptied in one go, and those comics that Pingchuanxiu treasured and were reluctant to get even a little bit dirty were all put in a box by Snow Mother and moved away.

Hideo Hirakawa, who was still happily taking a bath in the bathroom, would never have dreamed that those beautiful health books that accompanied him like a companion in countless late nights and comforted his soul would be wiped out by the intruder in just a few minutes. snatched.

Looking at the empty drawers, Xuemu snorted coldly in her heart, and moved away all the stolen goods with heavier steps than usual.

In fact, she didn't mind Hirakawa Hideo watching such things. It's normal for adolescents to be curious about such things, but there are too many such things that break through taboos all at once.

There are so many, you can’t even look at them, do you still have the energy to do that kind of thing?Not to mention studying.

Everything has to be taken to a degree.

Xuemu plans to teach Ping Chuanxiu a lesson this time, and have a good talk with him another day, and then return some of the less violin ones to him, so that he can vent his desire and pay attention to his body so that he can not delay his studies.

In fact, Mother Xue would not have reacted so excitedly if there were other things. After all, Mother Xue's love for Ping Chuanxiu for so long can almost be said to be pampering.

As long as it doesn't affect Ping Chuanxiu's healthy development, he can do whatever he wants to do with all kinds of things. Even if something happens, she will deal with it silently behind the scenes, and she has no intention of blaming or complaining.

But this time was different.

First of all, many teenagers don't know how to measure when watching this kind of thing, they are often "overclocking" activities, and they don't care about the burden on the body at all.With so many obscene publications appearing in Ping Chuanxiu's drawer at once, it is obviously easy to rush too frequently, which has a very adverse effect on Ping Chuanxiu who is still developing.

Secondly, Xuemu has never been exposed to such bold and exaggerated cartoons, and they are still colorful, and the impact is too great, which makes Xuemu feel overwhelmed.

Therefore, Xuemu did not adopt a tolerant and indulgent attitude as usual this time, and uncharacteristically adopted a strong attitude towards Hirakawa Hideya, confiscating all obscene publications.