【Gojo Family Housewife's Daily Life】Comics

(Warning: Be careful, this chapter is full of nonsense because the author is a local dog)

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Gojo Satoru looked at the sleeping Xiaoqin, with a slight smile on his calm face, but his six blue eyes were full of coldness.

He caressed her sleeping face, speaking softly and tenderly, as if expressing the deepest love, "Xiaoqin...Xiaoqin, do you love me...Do you love me?"

He didn't care whether she could answer him at the moment as she was asleep, he just kept murmuring to himself over and over again.

Do you love me, Xiaoqin....Do you love me....

But even if you don't love me, I won't let you go...

Lu Qin seemed to sense something in her sleep. She did not sleep well and woke up in a daze.

The bedroom was dim, with only the moonlight shining through the bamboo curtains, swaying in the evening breeze.

When she opened her eyes, she saw Gojo Satoru lying on his side beside her, propped up his arm above her, looking at her expressionlessly.

When he doesn't smile, he looks a little cold.

"Wujun, what's wrong?" She asked softly, with a little bit of naivety as if she had just woken up from sleep.

"Xiao Qin, who is A Yan?" Gojo Satoru asked back, with silence in his blue eyes.

"......" All of a sudden, Lu Qin lost all sleepiness.

She suddenly came to her senses, then half-stood up nervously and looked at her husband, "You know...how did you..."

She reacted instantly and asked, "What did you do to him?"

"Ha," Gojo Satoru looked at his wife and laughed out loud.

"Why are you so nervous?" He sat down next to her, and his slender hands gently stroked the loose hair on her forehead, with a lingering love, gentle and intimate.

"Why do you think I would do something to him? Hmm? Tell me, why would I do that to him?"

The fingers that had been stroking her hair came to the side of her cheek, and there was an inexplicable emotion in the pleasant voice, "In fact, Qin-chan just pretended that she didn't know this person, right? Maybe if I was happy, I would let him go."

Hearing his sarcastic words, Lu Qin turned her head and pushed away his hand that was touching her face.

"If you suspect me, you can just say it. I know you have been sending people to monitor me. But this is a matter between us. It has nothing to do with anyone else." She opened his hand, lowered her head, her long black hair fell down, half covering her face.

But when she opened his hands, he grabbed both of hers. Gojo Satoru's hands were big, and he could hold both of her wrists at the same time.

He leaned down, looked at her beautiful green eyes, and asked, "How can it be okay? Qin said that she had an ex-boyfriend who loved you very much, right? He is the ex-boyfriend who 'loved you very much', right? I think he still has feelings for you... What about you, Qin? Are you still thinking about him?"

"Let go first, you're hurting me." He tightened his grip as he spoke, and Lu Qin's hands, which were held by him, began to hurt.

"Xiaoqin, answer me first." But he did not compromise.

His attitude couldn't help but make Lu Qin angry.

"You have already condemned me in your heart, haven't you? Why bother asking me in such a hypocritical and pretentious way?" Her wrist was forcefully restrained, and she could only stare angrily at the man in front of her.

Feelings of grievance and resentment intertwined and surged into my heart.

She has explained everything clearly to A Yan today.

It's passed.

But when she got home, her husband kept bringing up what happened five years ago.

Why does he care so much? They were not husband and wife five years ago. Not to mention that she and A Yan were in love, even if she really had something with him, so what? Is it his business? She didn't force him to marry her, who is he acting like this for?

It was really infuriating, she felt wronged and angry.

Her chest heaved with anger.

Tears welled up in my eyes.

He finally let go of her hand, reached out to touch her cheek, and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his index finger.

"Don't cry, Xiaoqin. Don't cry, don't make me feel bad. I just want you to answer me, do you still think about him? Do you love me or him?"

It sounds good, but in the end, he still doubts her...

"I don't want to talk about it. Why should I answer your question?" She looked at her husband angrily. "If you can't accept my past, we can break up."

She could feel that she had been very emotional lately, but she couldn't help herself.

Now, she is so angry that she can say anything and dares to say anything.

"Is that so...you've wanted to leave me for a long time, right?" After hearing her words, he paused with his hand that was wiping her tears, and then pinched her chin hard.

He said viciously: "Want to get rid of me? Don't even think about it!"

After saying that, he kissed her.

"Yes, there is a bright red mole near the belly button. I know, of course I know." He murmured, and then kissed that place hard.

Lu Qin, who was secretly grieving, could not stand his sudden behavior. She struggled in his arms, "Gojo Satoru, if you have something to say, please talk to me nicely! Don't be like this! What are you crazy about?!"

When Gojo Satoru heard his wife's voice, he just looked at her calmly and smiled slightly, a smile that made her feel a chill on her back.

"I'm crazy? Yes, I'm crazy. I've been crazy for a long time! What did you guys get to the point of that? Did you make a vow to each other? Or did you promise to spend your lives together? What about me? What am I?"

He squeezed her shoulder so hard that it hurt. She felt that he could no longer hear her.

She kept kicking him with her legs, "Let go first! You lunatic, you're going crazy in the middle of the night!"

"Why do you want me to let go?! You are mine! You are obviously mine, and mine alone! The Lu family, the Gojo family... even Xiao Xing, none of them can be allowed!"

For the first time, Lu Qin felt her husband's touch on her, like the entanglement of a cold poisonous snake.

This almost made her feel nauseous instinctively. "Don't touch me!" She struggled to get up, but he hugged her and pressed her down on the bed.

"What's wrong, I'm your husband! Your only man!" A wicked smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Lu Qin turned her face away, unwilling to look at him, she looked out the window, quietly sobbing. But her tears of sadness did not bring him his usual gentleness.

On the contrary, Gojo Satoru pinched her chin and turned her face, his expression cold: "Why are you crying? What do you have to cry about?! It's been more than five years, isn't it good enough for me to treat you?"

His cold look hurt her completely.

Lu Qin suddenly broke down and burst into tears: "Let me go! Let me go! I hate you! I don't want to be with you anymore, I want to find Xiao Huan... find my mom! I want to go home... I want to find A Yan! Let me go! Let go!"

"How dare you mention him! I tell you...you can't go anywhere." He hugged her tightly, as if he wanted to merge her into his bones and blood.

"It's just the two of us, okay? Xiao Xing won't bother you anymore."

The blue eyes like the sky looked at her very seriously, and the sickly look almost frightened her for an instant.

"Mad, crazy, you're crazy... I don't want to stay with you..." She murmured, ignoring her messy hair and untidy clothes, and tried to climb out of bed, but was held down by a hand.

"Mad! Pervert! Psychopath! Do you really want to go crazy like this? The head of the Gojo family is a madman, how ridiculous!" Lu Qin frowned tightly, with a few tear marks on her face. She kicked her feet and struggled continuously.

"Oh, Gojo family." He smiled disdainfully, and suddenly followed her tear marks gently, kissed her cheek, and licked away the traces of tears.

What was completely different from the gentle licking was his crazy look: "What Gojo Family, Lu Family, go to hell!"

He said, kissing her tenderly again.

She sobbed softly, "No...don't do this..."

"No? Why not? Because of that A Yan? Is that right?" He stroked her face gently, his eyes sketching her carefully.

He was just humiliating her... She wanted to stop him, but she was completely powerless to stop him.

The difference in power was huge to begin with, not to mention that now... her power was so depleted that she was basically half disabled... This feeling of being completely powerless to resist... was too uncomfortable...

From struggling desperately at the beginning, to barely resisting, and then to struggling powerlessly.

She kicked her legs weakly twice and cried out.

She was really feeling unwell.

But facing her voice of weakness.

Gojo Satoru did not respond.

She raised her eyes to look at him, only to see a coldness in his six blue eyes.

His expression was unpredictable at the moment. He looked cheerful yet gloomy, and a little scary.

She really felt uncomfortable, "Gojo Satoru you pervert! Bastard! Big bastard!! Wuuuu, I feel uncomfortable... Let me go..."

She felt a sharp pain in her lower abdomen...

"But, my little Qin, I feel bad too." He finally spoke to her. But not only did he completely ignore her request, he also showed a very hurt expression.

As he said this, he kissed her eagerly, leaving her almost breathless.

Lu Qin felt that his consciousness was gradually becoming hazy... the breath of desire... and the feeling of suffocation...

Finally, he ended the kiss.

“Don’t do this, it hurts…” The cramps in her lower abdomen made her feel extremely uncomfortable, but he didn’t stop.

So Lu Qin began to struggle hard, "Asshole! I hate you! Go to hell... go to hell! Go to hell!!!"

"If I die, who will love you? That A Yan?" He gritted his teeth and made jokes with a slight smile.

His response made Xiaoqin cry even harder.

She had never been treated like this before.

This is not love at all, it is just pure possession and conquest...

"I really feel uncomfortable, I'm in pain, Wu..."

"It will be fine soon." He placed an intimate kiss on her forehead.

The pain in her lower abdomen made her pinch his shoulders painfully.

At the last moment, she was in so much pain that she almost lost her voice and stared at the ceiling with tears in her eyes.

She sobbed while struggling...and gradually her voice died down.

At this moment, he, who has always been sensitive to smells, quickly noticed that there seemed to be a familiar smell in the air - the smell of blood.

He suddenly opened his eyes, only to see that his Xiaoqin had fainted.

"Xiaoqin! Xiaoqin!" He called her twice, but there was no response. The familiar smell of blood filled the air, becoming stronger and stronger.

What happened to her...

He reached under her...

I felt blood on my hand...

The blood on his hand instantly stung his eyes.

"Someone! Go call a doctor! Jing, come quickly!"

He quickly got up and turned on the light.

I saw that the silk satin under Xiao Qin was full of freshness.

Xiao Qin just lay there motionless, indifferent to his calls, as if she had no life left.

The servants on night duty soon became busy.

Lights were turned on one by one.

The entire house of our family lit up almost instantly.

It seems that this night is destined to be a sleepless night...

Jing hurriedly put on her coat and went to the master's bedroom.

"Call Dr. Yongchuan and ask him to come as quickly as possible!"

"Yes."

Tsuruori, who knew a little about medicine, went forward to check on the lady's condition - she was bleeding...

She rolled her eyes at Lu Qin and breathed a sigh of relief. In her opinion, the lady was actually fine, but the child...

She turned to look at Bai Ju and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong with you? Madam hasn't had her period for the past two months, don't you know?"

Bai Ju was very flustered when asked, and said hurriedly: "Madam... obviously had her period last month. Although the amount was less, but... it came."

After hearing what Bai Ju said, Jing, who had served Madam Ying before, probably had an idea.

From this perspective, what happened last month was spotting.

But Bai Ju didn't know, and like his wife, she treated it as her menstrual period.

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Soon, the dormitory door was opened.

Someone pushed the door open.

She was wearing a white doctor's gown, long brown hair hanging on her shoulders, and a teardrop mole under her right eye, which made her look very charming.

"Is Xiaoqin awake? How is she?"

"How is she? You ask me? Don't you know what you did? I really want to slap you!" Glass said sarcastically.

"I..." Gojo Satoru's lips moved slightly but he said nothing.

Seeing him like this, Ieiri Shoko found it a little funny. The arrogant Gojo Satoru was like a child who had made a mistake, with his head half lowered, not daring to say a word to refute her.

"The child is saved." The midnight breeze blew across my cheeks, feeling cool.

The faint voice of Nitro was dissipated in the evening breeze, but it startled Gojo Satoru.

He raised his head suddenly, staring at Glass in disbelief, muttering to himself: "Ah? Child...child...how could it be..."

Looking at his peers' stunned expressions, Gaozi lit a cigarette and said sarcastically, "If I call you a scumbag, you really are a scumbag."

This guy...

Xiaozi suddenly thought of something, put out the cigarette, and said, "There's something wrong with that child... The reversal technique I injected into Xiaoqin's body was almost completely dissolved by the power in her lower abdomen. I've never encountered such a situation before. You'd better ask the Lu family if there is such a precedent."

"okay, I get it."

Under the vast night sky, the cool evening breeze spreads.

Before leaving, Glass turned back and reminded: "She is not very emotional right now, let her sleep, don't stimulate her anymore. Also, don't touch her now. You can find another woman, I believe there are many women willing to sleep with you."

She lit up her cigarette again and sneered, "Of course...if you really can't control yourself, my suggestion is - castrate me."

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PS: Hey, I've said that cats need to be dewormed regularly, otherwise they will get sick. Xiaoqin doesn't know how to raise a cat. Now the cat is sick... A cat with a freakish mind...

In reality, everyone can prepare to call the police, but the police may not be helpful...