I save the Two-dimensional heroine in the last days

"Madam, no matter what, I still have to eat, be obedient, eat less first."

Seeing her lying on the bed without moving the bill, Kitahara Sosuke frowned, and said in a low voice, "If you can't eat, you have to eat. If you don't cheer yourself up, no one will be strong for you. If you starve your body, you will be the one who suffers." .

Mrs. Yubihama didn't say a word, and after a while, she said softly: "Go and eat first, I want to be quiet for a while."

After she finished speaking, she closed her eyes again, pulled the quilt over, and lay there motionless, her tears streaming down, wet the pillow.

Kitahara Sosuke stood at the door and said softly: "Madam, I read the text message, Yui probably escaped with you, why didn't you see her?"

Mrs. Yubihama did not answer, but pulled up the quilt to cover her pretty face.

Kitahara Sosuke turned around and walked to the bed, threw off the quilt, hugged Mrs. Yuigahama, and walked forward yearning.

Mrs. Yubihama shook her body slightly, and protested softly: "You...what are you doing, you still don't let me down!"

Kitahara Sosuke stopped, and said in a firm tone: "If you don't eat, I won't respond well to your leg injury. If you are disobedient, I will have to be tough."

Mrs. Yubihama sighed helplessly, shook her head and said, "I really can't help you, take me back, I haven't put on socks yet."

Kitahara Sosuke laughed, and carried her back to the bedside: "Madam, that's right, you have to be obedient."

"Go, big or small."

It sounded like she was laughing at a child, Mrs. Yubihama gave him a sideways glance, pointed to the closet and said, "There is a pair of black socks in the bottom closet, go and get them for me...".

Looking at Kitahara Sosuke's outstanding back, slender and straight, the entire evening was silent.

This is a back that attracts the attention of a mature woman, a back that a mature woman can rely on, Mrs. Yubihama's eyes are a little blurred, her frozen heart is gradually melting, a mature woman's heart will not always be empty and pale of.

She felt the corners of her eyes start to get wet again, she wanted to cry, covered her face and took a deep breath, thinking, Kitahara Sosuke was right, she still had Yui, she had to be strong and cold, but seeing Kitahara Cang Jie turned around and looked into the black eyes, the instant coldness was melting again, and the warm water in his heart was flowing gently.

No matter how old a woman is, she is always inseparable from the care of a man, especially the previous experience of almost encountering an accident, which deeply touched Mrs. Yubihama.

Mrs. Yubibin stretched out her hand and said, "Give it to me, I will do it myself."

"You are so inconvenient".

Kitahara Sosuke bent down and squatted down, and Mrs. Hihama lifted up her legs in a strange way. Kitahara Sosuke smiled and said, "Well, who made you a sick number."

He took her jade foot in his hands and helped her put the sock on. That delicate and slender foot was as plump as a boneless one. The tingling pleasure of fingers passing by was like an electric current passing through the heart. Mrs. Yubibin suddenly woke up and retracted her foot. The uninjured foot said embarrassingly: "What are you doing, who asked you to help me wear it?"

His cheeks were slightly red, he turned his face away, and suddenly said dejectedly: "Yes...I'm sorry, it's my fault... Forget it, it's like this, there is a nightgown in the closet, I just change into a clean nightgown" .

Kitahara Sosuke smiled softly, nodded and gave her the nightgown, turned around and went out, remembering the photo he saw that time, she was still such a beautiful woman.

She already had Xia Zhiqiu Shiyu in her heart, and Yukinoshita Yukino also made up her mind not to let go, who knows what they will think in their hearts, what if they think they are cheating her feelings?

Sosuke Kitahara didn't even know how to face the existence of Sayuri Sawamura, when she didn't exist?That is definitely impossible, it is absolutely impossible for him to give up Sayuri Sawamura to someone else.

To live a new life, everything is good, except for one thing that is not good.

He has carefully analyzed the emotions in his heart. In his first life, he may be able to firmly believe that he can only fall in love with one woman, and that woman is Sayuri Sawamura.

But the thoughts in the heart of living a new life are completely different.

It is impossible to give up or hurt someone indifferently. However, if it is sentimental or ruthless, whoever has not experienced it can tell clearly, and not everyone has the opportunity to live again in this terrible world.

......

After hearing Mrs. Yuigahama's call, Kitahara Sosuke walked in again, and looked around, only to see Mrs. Yuigahama put on her nightgown, and the pair of pants with half of the trouser leg cut off must have been taken off. The plump and seductive bulge formed a perfect arc.

A pair of white, tender and clean little feet, just stepping on the slippers, the round and small ankles, and the graceful arches of the feet, all look extraordinarily sexy and charming, silently interpreting the unique style of the beautiful woman next door, making people feel People are vivid and fascinated.

"Okay, I want to trouble you again, but I can't say no..."

Before the words fell, Mrs. Bibin let out a low cry, her whole body rose into the air, and her hands subconsciously hugged the arms of the person in front of her.

Kitahara Sosuke smiled, hugged her sideways, his eyes inadvertently moved down from the swan-like graceful white neck, and landed on the towering chest, his heart trembled, and he hurriedly moved away, his expression became a little bit Unnaturally, he said softly: "No trouble, although I am very thin, but I am not weak, and my wife is so light, even if there are two more, I can still hug her."

Mrs. Yubihama pursed her lips and stretched out her hand to lift her hair: "Since you are so persistent, I will come and taste how your cooking tastes, but I don't expect much, you men are all clumsy and clumsy when you enter the kitchen Can't help at all, and always add to the chaos."

"Ma'am, that may not be true."

Kitahara Sosuke smiled slightly, put her next to the low coffee table, rolled up his cuffs, helped her serve a bowl of rice, and said with a smile: "This is too absolute, most of Japan's top chefs are men, in fact, no matter what Occupation, as long as men are willing to study, they will do better than women.”

"Who said that?"

Mrs. Yubihama took the rice, glanced at him, and said in a dissatisfied tone: "You are not old, and you are quite machismo."

Kitahara Sosuke didn't want to discuss such sharp questions, and asked, "Madam, I saw you said in the text message that Yuigahama Yui's uncle rescued you, why did you stay here alone?"

When Mrs. Yubibin heard this, her expression was gloomy and she remained silent.

No way...

Could it be that there was an accident on the way and Yuigahama Yui died?

Kitahara Sosuke was taken aback by his own thoughts, and suddenly became curious, and asked: "She...is she dead?"

Mrs. Yubihama frowned, and said angrily: "Nonsense, how could Yui die?" Then she sighed, with a slightly melancholy expression: "I and Yui arrived at the airport safely with my younger brother's family, but at that time Every seat on the plane is very precious, even if it is my younger brother, he only asks for one more seat in addition to the three seats in his own family, I... I can never compete with Yui... ".

"What then?"

"Later? Then there was news that there were mutated birds in the sky, and the sky became no longer safe, and few passenger planes were allowed to take off... Afterwards, there were several riots at the airport, considering It was no longer safe to go to the airport, so I asked my younger brother’s friend to send me out of the airport and ended up here... ".

She put a piece of potato into her mouth, and felt that the taste was not particularly bad, and she could barely eat it. Looking at Kitahara Sosuke's face at this time, she just felt more and more pleasing to the eye, thinking, if you can still see Yui, you can Try to match them up.

"Beiyuan, I suddenly want to drink. Go and see if there is any wine in the backpack you brought back. I want to talk. I will tell you a story to pass the time!"

"Okay, madam, wait a minute."

He got up to look for the short man's bag, and quickly turned back, holding a bottle of red wine in his hand. The red wine was worth a lot of money at first glance. It has been drunk by someone", unscrewed the cork, sniffed it, and was pleasantly surprised: "The smell has not changed, and it can still be drunk...can I just drink this?".

Mrs. Yubihama nodded: "I don't understand, what kind of wine is good and what kind of wine is bad, my husband...Mr. likes to drink", sighed softly, "If you don't drink it, it's a waste. It just so happens that I'm not alone in the house today. Man, let me have a taste too, how do these expensive wines taste?"

She took the red wine, sniffed lightly, and a fresh fragrance came to her nostrils. It not only had a strong aroma of wine, but also had a fruity aroma. Mrs. Yubibin couldn't help but said: "This wine smells really good, Beiyuan, let me give it to you." You pour the wine." Holding the wine bottle, he poured more than half of Kitahara Sosuke's glass, and then poured most of the glass for himself.

He took a sip from the cup, tasted the taste, took a random sip into his throat, and felt the mouth was clear and refreshing. He nodded and said: "The taste is really good. Although it is a little weaker than the wine, the taste is still unsatisfactory."

Kitahara Sosuke took a big sip, and Mrs. Yubibin filled it up for him again. He raised his hand and said, "I'll do it myself. I'm very grateful for being rescued by my wife this time. I'll toast you today."

"No no no...".

She waved her hands again and again: "I should respect you, you not only saved me from being defiled by villains, but also brought me news about my husband, although...it's not good news, but I'm still grateful to you."

Holding the glass, he touched Kitahara Sosuke, and then drank the wine in the glass himself.

After a few glasses of wine, Mrs. Bibin's chatterbox opened up. The worry and loneliness during this period, coupled with the shock of the gangster and the bad news of her husband, made her need to vent her suppressed emotions for a long time.

Chapter 133 Impulsive

The night is as cool as water, and the moonlight is slanting.

There were only soft voices in the room, most of the time Mrs. Hihama was talking, and Kitahara Sosuke occasionally echoed a few words, holding a glass of wine for a sip, inadvertently, his eyes fell on the neckline of the nightgown, and he saw the snow-white and smooth skin , is a deep ravine, extremely attractive.

The atrium couldn't help beating rapidly, feeling a little parched, thinking to himself, Mrs. Yubihama is naturally charming, no matter how you look at it, she is attractive, and her husband is really a lot of luck.

He was very patient and did not rush. After Mrs. Bibin told about what he had seen and heard during this period, he felt hungry and naturally picked up his rice bowl and ate in small bites.

Kitahara Sosuke smiled slightly. Seeing the photo album lying a few short feet away, he picked it up casually and flipped through it casually, only to find that the photos were all photos of Mrs. Yubihama when she was young, and her face was extremely jerky, far from what she is now.

"Ah... why did I leave this photo album outside".

He seemed to be blaming himself for his carelessness, but thinking that after leaving his daughter and husband, this photo album became his only sustenance. He shook the wine in the glass, took a sip, looked at the photo album in Kitahara Sosuke's hand, and said: " These are all old photos. At that time, I wanted to print these photos. Yui also complained that I couldn’t keep up with the times. I have an electronic photo album to use... Speaking of which, I still have a photo album in my backpack in the bedroom , there is a photo of Yui in it, do you want to see it?"

Her idea is very simple, first let Kitahara Sosuke know her daughter and form a concept in her mind.

"Okay, then I'll appreciate it."

Kitahara Sosuke put down the album, took a sip of the wine before leaving, but found that the wine was slightly sweet, and couldn't help smiling.

He found the thick album and put it on the coffee table. Mrs. Hihama greeted him, sat beside him, and introduced Kitahara Sosuke.

It can be seen that Mrs. Yubihama likes to travel very much. In Japan, housewife is considered a profession, and it is this profession that gives her a unique advantage, that is, she has a lot of free time with her husband every holiday.

After Yuihama Yui went to school, her vacation was basically linked to winter and summer vacations. At this time, her family traveled to various places in Japan, and they took a thick stack of photos alone.

This is probably a common problem of beauties. Not only is the mother beautiful, but the grown-up daughter is also not bad. Everywhere she goes, she must leave a beautiful figure.

His eyes followed her onion-like fingers and landed on each photo, listening to her talk about interesting travel stories and what he had seen and heard from various places.

Kitahara Sosuke was also gradually attracted, with a very interested expression on his face, but from the corner of his eyes, he glanced at the plump breasts and beautiful legs elegantly together from time to time, and his mood became a little uneasy.

Undoubtedly, this young woman full of unique amorous feelings had a fatal attraction for him.

Mrs. Yubihama was undecided, pointed to a photo, and said vividly: "This photo was taken at Kiyomizu Temple in Kyoto. There were quite a lot of tourists that day, and Yui and I almost got separated. I wasted a lot of time looking for her." , otherwise I need to take more photos. You see, the main hall here is so magnificent. I have been to many temples, but I think this is the most impressive place. Standing in front of the main hall, it seems that the whole person seems to have been washed, that kind of ecstasy It feels so amazing."

Kitahara Sosuke looked down, but saw that Mrs. Yubihama was the only one in the photo. She stood in front of the hall with her hands folded, with a very pious expression on her pretty face, and asked in a low voice: "Madam, why are you so pious? What are you praying for?"

Mrs. Yubihama was sad at first, then she looked a little shy, shook her head slightly, took a sip from her wine glass, and said with some embarrassment: "It's nothing, it's just some unimportant things, don't ask."

"Impossible, it must be a very important matter."

Kitahara Sosuke smiled, his eyes fell on that charming face, looking at her white and greasy chin, the more he looked at it, the more vivid it became, and he felt an impulse, wanting to reach out and touch it.

Of course, reason told him that it was wrong to do so, he hesitated for a while, and finally held back.

He drank the wine glass in one gulp. After drinking the wine, he felt that his whole body was transparent. The fragrance in the wine seemed to spread to every pore in his body. From head to toe, there seemed to be fragrance,

Looking at Mrs. Yubibin again at this time, I feel that under the night, Mrs. Yubibin's mature and beautiful face is becoming more and more charming, her cheeks are slightly flushed, her eyes are charming and moving, and her heart is swayed again.

Mrs. Yuigahama also felt that something was wrong with her body. She felt hot and wanted to take off her clothes, but in fact she didn't wear much, so she slapped her hand a few times and pulled down the collar of her nightgown.

Reluctantly holding back, he secretly thought that the wine from Baimazhuang tasted fruity, but the wine seemed to be strong, stretched out his orchid-like fingers, turned a page, bent sideways, pointed at the snow scene in the photo, and said: " This was taken when I was getting ready to go to the Niseko Ski Resort. The winter there is really beautiful. The ground is covered with snow, and the sun shines on the snow, making people unable to open their eyes. Yui and I are wearing thick clothes Clothes, wrapped like a polar bear, cumbersome to walk with difficulty, look, how interesting these photos are!"

Kitahara Sosuke nodded with a smile, but his eyes did not fall on the photo, but slipped into it along the neckline of her nightgown, absent-mindedly said: "It's really so white, it's so dazzling that people can't open their eyes, it's really a good place to travel, When this disaster is over, I'll go and have a look."

Mrs. Yubihama's face had a different kind of brilliance, she leaned lower, pointed at the photo, and introduced other photos with great interest, but Kitahara Sosuke no longer had the heart to look at the photos, his eyes froze, already fascinated by the alluring Attracted by the extremely beautiful scenery, his heart beat faster, until Mrs. Hihama sat up straight, Kitahara Sosuke looked away and said, "Madam, I'll go to the bathroom first."

"Well, over there!"

Mrs. Yubihama pointed her hand, put her hand against her chin at random, flipped through the photos, a relaxed expression appeared on her pretty face, and she was still intoxicated with good memories. As a housewife, life is undoubtedly boring sometimes, and there are only Traveling can bring her great enjoyment, but the fly in the ointment is that after turning a few pages, there are very few photos of the couple in these photos. Thinking of her dead husband, she feels sad again.

Standing by the toilet, Kitahara Sosuke stood for a long time, but he didn't feel any urge to urinate at all. He recalled the fragrant and boundless beauty in his mind, and felt impulsive. After a while, he felt better. He put on his belt, washed his hands, and smiled at the mirror Laughing, he opened the door and went out, only to see Yubihama's wife Rika's pretty face with rain.

"Why are you crying again, she is really a woman made of water."

Kitahara Sosuke shook his head with a wry smile, walked over slowly, sat beside her, handed over a tissue and softly advised, "Madam, be strong."

Mrs. Yubihama gave a "hmm" and stopped crying, but didn't take the tissue, wiped the corners of her eyes with her hands, and said softly, "Is it embarrassing for me to do this?"

Kitahara Sosuke patted her fragrant shoulder, shook his head and said, "Everyone will be ashamed sometimes."

Mrs. Yubihama was silent for a while, as if she was talking to herself: "Although I didn't get a reply, I always thought that my husband was still alive somewhere. Unexpectedly, what should happen is destined to happen."

Kitahara Sosuke frowned, and sat beside her silently, without saying a word, hesitated for a moment, raised his hand gently, and landed on her pear-blossoming pretty face, wiping away her tears.

Mrs. Yuigahama breathed a sigh of relief, held his palm, rubbed her cheeks unconsciously, sat in a daze for a while, and came back to her senses, and found herself holding Kitahara Sosuke's hand, smiled embarrassedly, and brushed his hand. The long hair on the chest concealed the embarrassment, and said indifferently: "I feel much better after talking."

Kitahara Sosuke smiled and said: "After that, I'm in a bad mood and want to talk, but I'm still your loyal listener."

Mrs. Yubihama bit her thin lips and nodded, and said sadly: "You are still right, be stronger, have cried and suffered pain, those who are alive, life must continue."

Kitahara Sosuke helped her serve a bowl of soup, and said, "It's the best if you can think like this. In fact, if you persist in living, you will find that many things are not as bad as you imagined."

Mrs. Yubibin took a sip of the soup, smiled, and said in a sweet and greasy tone: "I didn't expect that you are quite considerate, and you are very good at making people happy."

Kitahara Sosuke touched his nose with a smile: "You just know, I've always been considerate."

Mrs. Yubibin shook her head and said: "What you said before was very masculine. Since you said that, then I have to investigate you carefully."

"Madam, it's getting late, go to bed early, I'll pack up and go to rest, and I need to recharge my batteries, and I'm leaving tomorrow."

"Also."

Mrs. Yubihama picked up the album, her beautiful eyes streamed, she glanced at him lightly, and said embarrassedly: "Beiyuan, I'm going to trouble you again."

"No trouble".

Picking up her legs, sent her back to the bed, turned around and closed the door, went to check whether the doors and windows were closed, tidied up the living room, and when he came back from washing his hands, he looked at the pointer on the wall, and it was almost nine o'clock at night.

He came to the sofa and sat down, but found a few photos that had fallen on the floor, picked them up and took a look. In the photos, Mrs. Yubibin was lively and sexy, and his mood was extremely complicated for a while.

Recalling that during the meal, Mrs. Yubibin's pink face and peach cheeks, full of coquettish appearance, towering breasts, soft and slender waist, were always dangling in front of my eyes, and I couldn't get rid of it, I felt like a burning ball in my heart The fire burned more and more vigorously, making his mouth dry and unable to live in peace.

Kitahara Sosuke's reaction to himself was very strange. He squinted his eyes and sat on the sofa tossing and turning for a quarter of an hour. He couldn't hold back anymore and was eager to try. He picked up those photos and poured himself another glass of wine , drank it in one gulp, the wine was strong and timid, tiptoed to the bedroom door, knocked on the door lightly, coughed randomly, cleared his throat, and said in a low voice: "Madam, are you asleep?"

After a while, a soft and pleasant voice came from inside, "Beiyuan, not yet, what's the matter?"

Kitahara Sosuke nodded: "There are a few photos left outside in the album, do you want to send them in for you?"

After the voice was over, the room suddenly became quiet, and the atmosphere became a little delicate. After a long time of uneasy waiting, Mrs. Yubibin's voice sounded again, but this time she did tactfully and implicitly refuse: "No need. , I'm very drunk, my mind is dizzy, put the photos outside first, and give them to me tomorrow."

Kitahara Sosuke frowned slightly, hesitated for a moment, then turned the doorknob, and pushed the door open easily. He stood by the door and looked in, only to see Mrs. Yuhihama lying flat on the bed, her body still She was wearing that nightgown, except that there was an extra blanket around her waist. The moon-white blanket could not cover her curvaceous figure and mature and attractive figure at all.