The Yukinoshita family wants me to confess

After finishing speaking, Hirakawa Hideo took Xuemu's hand and walked back.

"and many more."

Xuemu stood where she was, holding Ping Chuanxiu who was about to go back.

"what happened?"

Hirakawa Hideo turned around, only to see Snow Mother in kimono turning her body slightly in a circle under the bright moonlight and warm lights, and her well-proportioned figure and upright appearance were beautifully displayed in front of his eyes.

"Do you think Auntie looks good?"

Mother Xue stopped her movements, her face remained flat, but a blush quietly stained her cheeks.This was the first time in her life that she took the initiative to ask someone such a question.

"Of course it looks good. In my eyes, Auntie is the most attractive woman in the world."

Faced with this kind of question, Hideo Hirakawa answered directly without even thinking about it.

Of course, this is also from the heart, Xuemu does have an extraordinary weight in his heart.

"Then... who is better looking, me or her?"

Xuemu stood gracefully on the spot, with a dignified posture and a calm face, as if asking indifferently.

But in fact, Xuemu's ears were already red, but the light was a little weak, and Ping Chuanxiu couldn't see clearly.

"Oh, who is she referring to?"

Ping Chuanxiu asked subconsciously without turning the corner.

"Hiratsuka Shizuka."

When Xuemu pronounced the name, her tone was a bit cold.

Hearing this name, Hideo Hirakawa subconsciously recalled the pair of long legs wearing silk stockings, stiletto high heels, and the edge of the black lace underwear.

But soon, Ping Chuanxiu reacted.

"How can she compare with Auntie? Auntie will always be the most beautiful woman in the world."

Although it is not clear why Mother Xue wants to compare herself with Teacher Jing, Ping Chuanxiu will not be so stupid as to really compare the two. He knows very well that no matter what, the answer that Mother Xue wants to hear is only one.

No matter what the answer is, as long as the answer is not in that direction, it is a dead end.

Ping Chuanxiu also admired her wit in her heart.

"Hmph, you will also talk about it in your mouth, who knows if you think so in your heart."

That's what Xuemu said, but she turned her face away, the whole clear face turned a light red, and her usually sharp eyes became erratic.

Ping Chuanxiu, who had never seen Xuemu showing such an appearance, was dumbfounded.

"What are you doing here, let's go, let's go into the house."

Xuemu glared at Ping Chuanxiu lightly, and took the lead to leave.

She walked towards the room with light steps and a graceful figure, her hair was tied up in a bun, and her movements were as graceful and moving as ever.

Ping Chuanxiu, who fell behind, was naturally invisible, and there was a rare smile on Mother Snow's gentle face, which was as warm and moving as the rising of spring and the melting of winter snow, and was extremely beautiful.

Behind them, the bright and clear moonlight still falls like a fluttering butterfly.

Chapter 11 Mrs. Yukinoshita is very sensitive there

With a "click", incandescent lights spread all around, and the dim room lit up in an instant.

Xuemu walked into the room with elegant and dignified steps, with a graceful figure, and her wooden clogs made a melodious sound when they stepped on the waxed floor.

Hirakawa Hideo followed closely behind.

Xuemu walked into the room slowly, and looked around with those beautiful red phoenix eyes.

The room is neatly furnished without feeling messy at all.The floor was also very clean, Hideo Hirakawa mopped it before leaving for school in the morning.

Looking at the clean and tidy house, Xuemu nodded slightly, she was very satisfied with Ping Chuanxiu's performance.

As a woman with a slight obsession with cleanliness, she doesn't want to see her beloved look sloppy.

Xuemu walked lightly towards the sofa not far away.

She was really tired from running around all day.

Especially this little guy who made me feel extremely uneasy, and made me make two extra trips.

From nowhere, another vixen appeared to fight against him.

She not only has to deal with various family affairs, but also spends energy to prevent this little guy from being cheated by the vixen around her. After this day, it can be said that she is physically and mentally exhausted.

On the way back, Xuemu's waist was a little sore, but she still maintained her upright appearance, Pingting's figure.

Her education and status did not allow her to show fatigue in front of anyone.

Snow Mother's plump buttocks gently pressed against the soft sofa, causing the sofa to sink a few centimeters.

Hirakawa Hideo glanced lightly, feeling her heart skip a beat.

That graceful curve was deeply imprinted in his mind, like a ripe peach.

Even when she was sitting down to rest, her sitting posture was still so upright, without showing signs of slump or fatigue.

Although her body was telling her to relax and rest, her will would not allow her to do so.

People in the Yukinoshita family should be as elegant and dignified as possible no matter when and where.

The incandescent light shone on the table, emitting a dazzling light.

Xuemu stared blankly at the table not far away, Hideo Hirakawa's face flashed in her mind, and then Yang Nao's figure flashed in her mind.

Yang Nai has also grown up, it's time for her to share some duties for him.

After going through a series of recent events, Mother Xue understands that if she still wants to grasp the things that are important to her, she has to take out a little more.

Thinking of this, she came to her senses, looked at Ping Chuanxiu who was about to sit down not far away, and secretly made up her mind.

"What's the matter, auntie, why are you staring at me?"

Ping Chuanxiu sat next to Xuemu, a little puzzled.

"It's nothing, Auntie just wants to see you."

Mother Xue naturally wouldn't speak out what was in her mind, she reached out and stroked Ping Chuanxiu's hair, and said with a slight smile, but that smile was a little tired.

"Auntie, are you a little uncomfortable?"

Although Xuemu has been trying her best to pretend, the tiredness of her body can't deceive anyone. At this moment, that tired face still can't escape Hirakawa Hideo's eyes.

"Do you have a fever?"

Ping Chuanxiu was a little nervous, and put her palm on Xuemu's clean forehead to measure her temperature.

Not hot, no fever...

Hideo Hirakawa breathed a sigh of relief.

Ping Chuanxiu put the back of her hand on her forehead, and the other party's temperature came from it. Xuemu felt a little nervous and shy.

"It's okay, it's just that I've been working too much recently, and I'm a little tired."

When she said this, Mother Xue still maintained an upright sitting posture, regardless of her body protesting to her.

"It's nothing, just a little pain in the waist."

She looked calm, as if she was talking about something completely unrelated to her.

Since she was a child, although most things have been carried out according to the plan, it is not uncommon for her to persevere in such a busy life, no matter how tired she is, and she is somewhat used to it.

She doesn't care, but that doesn't mean Hirakawa Hideo doesn't care.

Auntie took good care of him, Ping Chuanxiu, how could he have the heart to let his beloved aunt endure this kind of pain?

Hirakawa Hideo decided to do something.

Ping Chuanxiu took a deep breath, blushed and reached out to Snow Mother.

"Yeah!"

But what Xuemu didn't expect was that a pair of hot hands climbed onto her waist without warning.

Xuemother's body is very sensitive, and when it is attacked for a little bit, she can't help but let out a moan like a cat's meow.

"Well……"

Xuemu quickly covered her mouth to prevent herself from moaning.

But those hands were still playing tricks on her soft waist, which made her feel comfortable and itchy at the same time. She twisted her waist unconsciously, as if avoiding the attack of those hands, and as if welcoming them. The hot hand that made her heart tremble.

"What are you grinding fish for?" (What are you doing?)

Behind the white palm, Xuemu's indistinct question came from her mouth.

"Auntie, don't move around, I'm giving you a massage."

Ping Chuanxiu stretched out his hand to hold Xuemu's waist that twisted from time to time, and pressed the palm of her waist gently, and there was a soft and delicate touch from the palm.

Snowmother's moan is too tempting...

It penetrates into Hirakawa Hideo's heart like a yellow warbler singing emerald green.

At that moment, the gun was not only unable to hold down, but the recoil force was even greater.

Ping Chuanxiu's face was already flushed, and even secreted a dense layer of sweat.

Mother Xue was still immersed in the shock of being attacked, and did not discover the secret of a certain young comrade's inability to hold down the gun.

Every time Hirakawa Xiu presses, there will be a numb pain, which makes her feel pain, but also full of incomparable pleasure.

This feeling is so strange...

Mother Xue's hands that were as snowy as jade tightly covered her mouth, and her thighs under the kimono rubbed against each other, as if this could relieve the strange numbness.

"Well……!"

Feeling that the hand pressing on her waist was getting stronger, Xuemu almost couldn't help moaning, but fortunately, she held it tightly with her hand.

"Ha... take it easy."

After a while, Mother Xue lowered her palm slightly and said to Ping Chuanxiu.

At this time, Xuemu's eyes were blurred, and her face was full of confusion.

On that clear face, the soft lines were already blushing, and even the ears and neck were dyed a light red.

"Auntie, bear with me, you'll be fine soon."

Ping Chuanxiu didn't agree to Xuemu's request, but tried harder.He had to make a quick decision, otherwise the secret of his inability to suppress the gun would be exposed when Mother Xue came to her senses.

"uh-huh."

Mother Xue snorted, and twisted her waist unconsciously again, as if showing her amazing flexibility.

Auntie's voice is so engrossing.

Ping Chuanxiu's eyes wandered, and there were thoughts in his mind that he shouldn't have.

Shaking his head, Hirakawa Hideo secretly condemned himself, trying to shake off the thoughts that shouldn't be in his mind.

Ping Chuanxiu, who was concentrating on massaging and fighting against the thoughts in her mind, did not notice that at some point, Xuemu began to gently suck the slender and delicate index finger of her left hand.

"Hahahahaha."

The subtle sound of sucking sounded in the air, but neither of the two who were immersed in each other's inner world unconsciously noticed it.

Chapter 12 Prologue beyond ethics

Under the soft incandescent light, in the neatly furnished room.

Snowmother's attractive body lay on the soft sofa, with a concave curve at the waist, and a wonderful curvature of the buttocks.

Hirakawa Hideo glanced at the seductive arc, blushed and put her hands on Xuemu's waist, moving back and forth.

There was a familiar refreshing fragrance from the tip of the nose. It was the smell from Xuemu's body, a mixture of body fragrance and perfume.

I don’t know what brand the perfume used by Snow Mother is. It’s very different from the girls Ping Chuanxiu comes into contact with on weekdays. It’s not so strong and pungent, but exudes a soft scent of ylang-ylang, rose, jasmine and other flowers, which is sexy Charming without being too strong, it elegantly displays the aesthetic taste of a mature woman, which he likes very much.

This made Ping Chuanxiu sniff lightly unconsciously. He felt that this smell was very good, and this mixed smell of body fragrance and perfume was inexplicably easy to stimulate his certain desires.

Hirakawa Hideo gently pressed Snow Mother's waist, and the soft and delicate touch came from the palm, allowing him to imagine the smoothness of the skin inside through the kimono.

"Well……"