【Gojo Family Housewife's Daily Life】Comics

After the banquet, many guests left.

But the backyard became lively, and a group of people gathered in the not-so-spacious baby room.

Feng lay quietly in the crib, looking at the women surrounding him curiously.

Maybe it was because he had never seen so many people at the same time since he was born, Lu Qin felt that his lavender eyes were wide open.

Suzuki Sonoko looked at Kaede's chubby face and couldn't help but poke it with her finger. It was so bouncy.

I saw Yuanzi with a happy face and she kept crying "woooo".

Feng looked at her curiously.

Ah! When Yuanzi saw Feng looking at her, she was so excited that she touched her chest and felt her heart was about to melt.

"Xiao Feng's purple eyes are so beautiful!"

Ah this... Lu Qin thinks that if Yuanzi likes purple eyes, she can go for a walk in the front yard again. Although there are not many people with purple eyes in the Gojo family, there are not too few either.

However, it is true that Feng becomes cuter as she grows older.

Like apricots, after getting rid of their initial wrinkled appearance, they do become more and more beautiful as they grow older.

Feng's skin is snow-white, but her cheeks are rosy, so tender and cute that people can't help but want to kiss her.

His silver-white hair became thicker, and he looked like a little angel.

It’s just that the sister and brother don’t look very similar. Only in their eyebrows and eyes can you see some traces that they have the same mother.

Tanaka Mie looked at Lu Qin and asked, "Xiao Qin, can I take a picture? He is so cute! Super cute! (Kawaii!!!)"

"Of course you can, just don't use the flash."

After Lu Qin finished speaking, Meihui took out her cell phone and clicked twice.

Feng, who had rarely seen a mobile phone, tilted his head and looked at Meihui, revealing a little confusion.

"Oh, who is so cute? It turns out to be our baby Feng." Meihui looked at Feng, teased him, touched his white, chubby hands with dimples, and tried to communicate with him.

Feng naturally couldn't speak, but his mouth opened and closed, and even his fingers moved, and he looked like he wanted to communicate.

Ayako looked at Feng for a while, then looked down at Xing in her arms and asked, "Is my brother cute?"

"My younger brother is very cute. But he cries too much. He cries every day. He cries when I want to play with him. Our teacher said that children who cry a lot cannot go to elementary school." Xing really wants to play with her younger brother, but he keeps crying.

And when she saw her brother's mother changing his clothes, she discovered that her brother actually had a little tail.

My brother is so weird...

As soon as Xing spoke, Feng turned his head slightly and looked at his sister who was speaking.

Lu Qin discovered that Feng was a person who liked to be in a lively environment. He would look wherever there was a sound.

Logically, Feng should be sleepy now.

He was taken to meet Lu Ci and Lu An in the morning, and only took a short nap after drinking milk at noon.

I should be sleepy now.

But looking at him, he seems to be in good spirits.

Alas, Lu Qin thought somewhat sadly, Feng’s personality wouldn’t be the same as Xing’s, maybe he would inherit Gojo Satoru’s.

That's a really sad thing.

(Diva: I think so too...)

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The days passed one by one, and in the blink of an eye, February arrived.

The cold current from the north met the warm and humid air from the south, causing heavy snow in Tokyo again.

Snowflakes fell on the ancient trees in the courtyard, just like thousands of pear trees in bloom, pure white.

The floor heating in the cloakroom on one side of the bedroom is very hot.

Lv Qin was kneeling on the floor sorting out her husband's clothes, while Gojo Satoru was lying on his back with his head resting on her thighs, playing a mobile game while chatting with Lv Qin.

After the clothes delivered this month arrived, she realized that she had so many clothes that they could no longer fit in.

This cloakroom is his only one, and she doesn't even put her clothes here. It's not enough for a man to use such a big cloakroom... She was speechless.

"You take care of it yourself. There are too many. I really want to burn you to death." As she said that, she threw a white shirt at Wu's face.

She thought about it, bent down and said: "Why don't you let Jing take care of it. She will definitely be happy to take care of these things for you." She was not exaggerating. Jing really treated Gojo Satoru like her own son.

"Ah? This is not fair!" After hearing his wife's words, Gojo Satoru stood up and said with a little grievance: "You take care of Xiaoxing's clothes yourself! Why don't I get the same treatment!"

As he said this, he looked at her with his blue eyes. (After Qin's ability "Shuangquan Hands" was restored, he rarely wore sunglasses or bandages when he was with her. One of the abilities of "Shuangquan Hands" is full automatic repair, so at this moment, he didn't have bandages on his eyes)

Lu Qin was speechless after hearing this.

How old is Xingcai, and how old is Gojo Satoru? Is it necessary to be so fussy with a child?

Xing is unable to take care of himself, so does Gojo Satoru also have the ability to take care of himself?

Seeing that Xiao Qin ignored him, Gojo Satoru put down his phone and said very sincerely: "Xiao Qin, didn't Confucius say that 'a gentleman is not troubled by scarcity but by inequality'?"

Lu Qin naturally understood what he meant: Gojo Satoru was saying that she could not sort his clothes, but in that case, she could not sort Xing's clothes either. Anyway, he was against differential treatment, and he demanded that he be treated the same as Xing by her.

"Childish..." She said with a smile, "You are not my child."

“That person has been without a mother since childhood! My mother died when I was in elementary school...ah, I really envy those children who have mothers...I..." Gojo Satoru continued her verbal offensive, and her head, which was resting on Lu Qin's legs, began to shake, but she was interrupted by Lu Qin before she finished speaking.

She really couldn't bear to listen any more.

"Okay, okay, stop talking. I'll take care of all your clothes from now on, okay?"

"Everyone heard it! Xiao Qin, you have to keep your word." Gojo Satoru smiled with satisfaction, but he was so angry that he used the term "other" to refer to himself.

"Do you think I am you? You are talking nonsense." Lu Qin rolled his eyes at him and replied.

"How could that be? I have always been sincere to Xiaoqin."

More clamped...

"Please, don't talk like that anymore. Okay?"

"Hmm~~Qin-chan doesn't like it?"

Lu Qin: Oh my God, please take this monster away...

After a while, as she was sorting out her things, she actually saw the school uniforms of Wujun Junior High School and Jujutsu School.

You know, his clothes before were all taken care of by Jing.

It seems that Jing has never been willing to throw it away.

At this moment, she seemed to understand Jing's "old mother" mentality.

Watching my children grow up little by little, and going through one grade after another...the school uniforms they wear have taken on different meanings.

She thought that when Xing and Feng grew up and went to school, if she were in their shoes, she might not be willing to throw away their children's school uniforms.

Compared to those expensive kimonos, shirts and suits, school uniforms are indeed more worth collecting.

No wonder Jing folded them and put them at the bottom of the box.

It may offend Mrs. Sakura, but when she looked at these worn-out school uniforms, she felt Jing's "deep love for her son".

She looked at the school uniform for a while and thought of the Japanese comics and idol dramas she watched when she was in school. They all said that Japanese boys would give the second button of their school uniform to the female classmates they admired.

Although I don’t know whether it’s true or false.

But thinking of this, she immediately took out the school uniform of Wu Junior High School and took a look at it.

Buttons, buttons...

button.....

The school uniform in front of me has two complete rows of buttons...

No buttons were missing.

Lu Qin smiled: "It seems that I am really your first love."

"I told you I won't lie to you." After Gojo Satoru finished speaking, he realized something was wrong. Why did Qin suddenly mention this? He turned his head and looked at her.

"I saw your junior high school uniform." Lu Qin smiled and took out the uniform to show him, "Didn't you say that when you graduate, you will leave the second button for the girl you like?"

"Ah? A girl you like? Who would like those brainless people? No sane person would choose to fall in love in junior high school." Gojo Satoru took a look at the school uniform and lay down again.

"What do you mean by brainless? He is your classmate after all. Girls will get angry if you talk like that... No wonder senior Utaha hates you!" Even as a lover and wife, Lu Qin felt that Gojo Satoru sometimes spoke with arrogance.

"The singer was just joking with me," he said perfunctorily.

Lu Qin thought to herself: No, I think the senior really hates you.

She decided to fold the clothes and put them back.

Just keep it, it's good.

So, while folding clothes, she said casually: "Actually, it's normal for Wujun to have a girl he likes when he is in school. Adolescence is the age for falling in love. Love in school is often the purest and most beautiful, the first time holding hands, the first time kissing, the first time going on a date..." She realized halfway through her words that she shouldn't go on.

Because the air pressure in the entire room suddenly dropped.

The light in front of her eyes was blocked.

It was Gojo Satoru....He stood up.

"Come on, why don't you continue?"

It sounds like there's no change in mood.

But she knew him very well, and she knew that Wujun was... a little angry.

…He blamed her for saying something she shouldn’t have.

But she really didn't think much about it...but he still seemed hurt by her words.

"I'm sorry..." She lowered her head and continued to tidy up the clothes on her knees.

"Why apologize?"

"I..." She didn't know how to answer. What else could she say besides apologizing? Saying that she had completely forgotten everything that happened? How could that be possible...

"You feel wronged because I don't allow you to see him again, don't you?" His voice gradually became cold.

"I...I didn't..." She said this with her head down, but her nose felt sore and she felt very wronged.

Then he pinched her chin and she raised her head.

"Are you sad about that man again?" he asked her gently, holding her cheek with his slender fingers and wiping away the unshed tears from the corners of her eyes with the tip of his thumb.

"I'm a little angry, Xiaoqin."

The emotionless voice fell into her ears.

The perception and reminder of her physical ability made her involuntarily feel the message her body conveyed - the instinctive fear when facing an absolutely strong person. She couldn't help but move back, but he hugged her into his arms.

At this moment, her body almost froze.

"Don't be afraid of me, Xiaoqin, don't be afraid of me..." He murmured, almost morbidly feeling the breath on her body, kissing her, from lips to collarbone, murmuring: "Don't be afraid of me... I love you so much..."

Then, she heard him whisper in her ear, "Divorce is not allowed in a family like ours. Xiaoqin should know this. So...even if I die, Xiaoqin will stay in the Gojo family forever."

He gently brushed her hair back and smiled: "Xiaoqin, be prepared for this when you marry me."

Wu's words made her shake her head, "No... no no, Wu-kun is the strongest, how could it be... and Wu-kun and I have established a bond, we..."

We are one as husband and wife, living and dying together, and together forever.

After saying this, she reached out and hugged him back, "What's the matter with life and death... I know that Wu-kun can't bear to leave me."

She looked at him lovingly with her emerald eyes, and asked almost temptingly, "Wu Jun, are you willing to leave me?"

"Of course I can't bear to do that." He raised his hand and held her face, kissed her brow, and stroked her cheek with his slender fingers and said, "I just care a lot... I can't help but wonder, when will Xiaoqin be able to completely forget that man... When will Xiaoqin's heart be 100% devoted to me?"

He was silent for a moment, lowered his head and rested his forehead against hers, smiled bitterly and said, "I'm so jealous... He once hugged you and talked to you like this, he also kissed you, and held your hand and went on a date with you... It's not that I don't trust you..."

"I just... just thinking about this makes me feel like I can't breathe... I feel like I'm going crazy."

The more he spoke, the more uncomfortable he felt, as if he had unspeakable regret, sorrow and pain: "I also want to know the 18-year-old Xiao Qin. Even if I don't admit it... But for those three years, he was the man who stayed by your side. I was so jealous of him..."

She listened, hugged him tightly, leaned close to his ear, smiled and lowered her voice and said, "Then I will also regret not knowing the 18-year-old Wujun. I like to listen to you talk about what happened back then, how you and Jie made Mr. Ye Moth angry, and how you played pranks in school... I will also regret that there is no trace of me in Wujun's past."

He seemed to be comforted, his silver head buried in her arms, and he returned to his previous coquettish tone: "So from now on, we must always...always be together."

Lu Qin patted him on the shoulder and signaled him to get up and stop lying there doing something like "face cleanser".

She teased, "You said you would never lie to me, but you actually demanded that I be 28% in your heart. You even said something like that because I am % in your heart! Please, it's already the New Year. Wu-kun, you are years old. Can you please stop saying such childish things? I am % in your heart, but what about our children? What about your best friends? What about the Jujutsu world? What about your students?"

"So what you men say cannot be trusted. Wujun, ask yourself, am I 100% sure in your heart?" she asked angrily.

"right."

"Liar!!!"

"It's true. I won't lie to Xiaoqin."

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They all tacitly agreed not to mention what had just happened again that night.

After nightfall, they lay in bed affectionately.

The night is filled with darkness, and the evening breeze blows like the whispers between lovers.

....It's also like the evening breeze, gentle and nice.

She quite likes this feeling, but Gojo Satoru prefers more open and bold.

Wu turned his head and wanted to kiss her, but she dodged him.

He hadn't had his hair cut in the past two months, and his slightly longer silver hair made her feel a little itchy.

She played with his hands carefully and put her palms together with his.

She likes this.

"What are you looking at?" he asked.

"Looking at Wu-kun's fingers."

She put her fingers together and tangled them with his, exclaiming, "It's so long, Wu-kun's middle finger is about 10 centimeters."

"11 centimeters," he replied.

When Lu Qin heard this, she suddenly felt that his touch was hot. She let go of his hand and covered her mouth with her hands while smiling.

Gojo Satoru immediately laughed and said, "My Qin-chan is thinking about something bitter again."

Having her secret exposed, Lu Qin blushed and retorted, "How could I...ah!"

Before she could finish her words, he tickled her armpit and she cried out "Ah".

Gojo Satoru also looked at his fingers and said, "It's still a little thin. My Qin-chan still prefers Xiao Xiao Satoru."

"You're so annoying!!!" Lu Qin pretended to be angry.

Just as she finished speaking, Gojo Satoru's cell phone suddenly rang.

He took the phone from the bedside table. Not knowing what the other party said, Lu Qin saw her husband's face change.

He got up from her quickly after receiving the call, and as he got up, the ** left her.

Lu Qin was somewhat dissatisfied with her husband's initiative to end the relationship.

In fact, she still wanted it a little, not physically, but in her mind.

When Gojo Satoru stood up, he saw his wife looking at him lovingly with her blue eyes: "What's wrong? You don't want to hug me anymore, Satoru-kun?"

(As I mentioned before, “抱” in Japanese has that meaning)