The Yukinoshita family wants me to confess

The voice was melodious, but the tone was a little cold.

"Madam, it has been more than 20 minutes since the young master went in, nearly half an hour."

The female driver calmly looked at the watch on her left wrist and replied respectfully.

As a driver who has been with Xuemu for many years, she is professional.She knew exactly what time Xuemu was asking, and she had silently started counting the time when Ping Chuanxiu walked up.

As expected, the young master did not come down so quickly.And the wife also asked this question.

A real driver is definitely more than just driving. The female driver knows this well, which is why her salary has been increasing year by year over the years.

Not everyone can do such a perfect job as a driver.

"Have you brought an umbrella?"

Mother Xue looked out the window and asked again.

"There is an umbrella in the car."

The female driver remained unhurried and returned to the road with certainty.

She has been paying attention to the weather conditions. Before leaving today, she has checked whether there is an umbrella on the umbrella opening of the car door.

"get off."

Mother Xue looked at the room not far away, and said in a sonorous tone.

The rain fell thinly and densely, hitting the ground and disappearing.

A woman in kimono stepped out of the car gracefully and dignifiedly under the support and care of the driver holding an umbrella.

Even in the face of Xiao Yu, she was still calm, with a calm face and gentle and elegant movements.

She had her black hair tied back on her head, her figure was well-proportioned, her whole body exuded a calm aura, and she had a noble temperament that ordinary women did not have.

The woman walked towards the room not far away with a rather graceful appearance, graceful and dignified.

She has a clear face, exquisite facial features, and a mature and elegant temperament.

Even the female driver who has been with her for many years can't help admiring that his wife is always so young and beautiful, that fair face seems to be undamaged by time, beautiful as before, and more importantly, her behavior shows a There is a dignified and elegant style, which is even more attractive, and this is a temperament that most young ladies do not have.

The female driver followed Xuemu, took good care of her, and walked step by step towards the house not far away.

……

In the house, the lights were still off.

Oops!

I accidentally forgot the time.

Hideo Hirakawa stretched his fingers back from Shizuka Hiratsuka's delicate face, feeling a little distressed.

He looked at Shizuka Hiratsuka who was still asleep with his eyes closed, sighed, stood up, and prepared to leave.

But just when Hirakawa Hideo started to walk and was about to leave, he felt something caught his clothes, and he couldn't move no matter how hard he tried.

When he turned his head, Hiratsuka Shizuka still had her eyes closed, her fair and delicate face pressed against the pillow, and her body curled up on the sofa.

But her hand stretched out and grabbed the corner of Ping Chuanxiu's clothes.

"Teacher, what are you doing?"

Hirakawa Xiu was a little helpless, and asked softly.

A moment of silence.

Shizuka Hiratsuka's eyes were still tightly closed, but the hands holding the hem of his clothes were trembling slightly, and the eyelashes were also moving slightly.

There was a burst of blush on the cheeks.

"If you don't speak, then I will leave directly."

Ping Chuanxiu squatted beside her again, looked at her face still pretending to sleep, and said softly.

"Well……"

Shizuka Hiratsuka finally opened her eyes, a pair of bright big eyes flickered, and her eyes were a little erratic.

"Are you leaving so soon? Do you want to sit down for a while?"

Hiratsuka Shizuka looked at Hirakawa Hideo, and said with some embarrassment.

Obviously her status does not allow her to show this appearance in Ping Chuanxiu, but she just couldn't help it.

"It's late."

Hirakawa Hideo couldn't say that there might be someone waiting for him downstairs.

"If I leave, what will you do by yourself? Can dinner be resolved?"

Hideo Hirakawa suddenly remembered that Shizuka Hiratsuka's foot injury is still not healed, and it hurts to walk, so how to cook.

"There are instant noodles."

Shizuka Hiratsuka told a little lie, her foot injury is not serious at all, cooking is no problem at all, but the play has to be a full set, if at this time suddenly said that her feet are not a big problem at all, I am afraid that she has just improved through hard work Sensitivity will drop a lot.

"Can instant noodles be full?"

Hirakawa Hideo babbled like an old lady.

Normally, the next step is "It's okay, I can take care of myself, you can leave at ease", and then you leave with peace of mind.

"I can't eat enough."

But Shizuka Hiratsuka did not follow the routine.

"what……"

Hirakawa Hideo was a little taken aback,

"I said I can't get enough instant noodles, so you can stay and cook for me."

Shizuka Hiratsuka repeated it again, clearly putting forward her reasonable request.

Downstairs, a pure black car was parked quietly, and there was no one in the car.

Chapter 30 Jio

The rain fell in a patter, and the air was damp.

A woman in kimono walked upstairs step by step with the support and care of the woman beside her.

The color of the kimono is simple and elegant, and the plum dyeing is harmonious and soft. Some landscapes are depicted on it. Wearing it on the snow mother, it also has a little luxurious feeling.Although the clothes are exquisitely made, the style is relatively popular, and Mother Xue doesn't usually wear them.It's just that Hirakawa Hideo chose this one, so she naturally felt that this dress looked better.

Her walking movements are very gentle, like a lady in spring, giving people a dignified and elegant feeling.

Xuemu's expression was calm, as if she was visiting a familiar friend.

For some reason, this short journey seemed extraordinarily long.

She thought back to the day when she first met Hirakawa Hideo.

At that time, he had just been brought home by Yang Nai, and he was still immersed in sadness.

There was a melancholy and sad expression on that delicate and lovely face, which looked pitiful and alluring.

It was as if a pink arrow had been pierced into her heart. When she saw Hirakawa Hideo for the first time, she felt like falling into a dream, and her heart beat fiercely.

Before this, Xuemu, who had been obsessed with managing family affairs, had never felt so clearly that her heartbeat turned out to be so powerful, and that was the first time Xuemu understood the feeling of heartbeat.

How can there be such a good-looking boy.

This was Xuemu's first thought when she saw Ping Chuanxiu.

Immediately afterward, she was deeply distressed by the boy's sadness, and the melancholy expression made her almost unable to resist rushing up to hug him and give him warm comfort.

Time passed unknowingly, and with her company, Hideo Hirakawa finally got out of grief and grew up healthy.

And he became the person he relied on the most.

Originally, I thought that watching him walk out of the shadows would make me very satisfied.

But why did I feel so sad when I saw Hirakawa Hideo hugging other women.

Are you angry now?

Why get angry?

Is it because he is afraid that the other party will ruin his show?

The evening wind suddenly picked up, blowing a strand of hair in front of Snow Mother.Under the fair and clean forehead, Xuemu's beautiful red phoenix eyes seemed to be a little confused.

Yes, I was just afraid that Xiu would be spoiled.

After all, teacher-student love is not allowed by the world, right?

From a parent's point of view, it's only natural for me to be angry.

Mother Xue seemed to have found a tenable reason, and her eyes gradually became firmer.

The little hands holding the bag gradually tightened.

She walked forward step by step, her steps were steady and powerful.

……

"I said I can't get enough instant noodles, so you can stay and cook for me."

As soon as Hiratsuka Shizuka finished speaking, the room fell silent.

Hirakawa Hideo was silent, he didn't know how to answer.

'Auntie is still waiting for me below. '

Such an answer is definitely not acceptable, maybe it will offend two people as soon as you open your mouth.

'You can eat the instant noodles and bear it, I have something to do and leave first. '

Saying it like this seems too ruthless, and it certainly won't work.

What to do, what should I do.

Hirakawa Hideo's brain was spinning rapidly, trying to come up with a tactful and reasonable way to refuse.

At this time, the room was very quiet, and the sound of pattering rain could be faintly heard from outside the room.

The moist air came in, making the room gradually cooler.

The faint light from the outside came in from the balcony, making the interior of the house without the lights on so dark.

Although Hirakawa Hideo didn't show it, Hiratsuka Shizu could feel his embarrassment and hesitation.

"I'm joking, you go back and ignore me."

The blush on Hiratsuka Shizuka's face hadn't subsided yet, but there was a pitiful and moving expression.

With the weak light, Hiratsuka Shizuka could clearly see the hesitant expression on Hirakawa Hideo's face, obviously, he was already hesitating.

As long as he works harder in the future, maybe he won't be willing to leave.

Hiratsuka thought quietly.

Recalling the way Hideo Hirakawa looked at her feet in the afternoon, a bold idea slowly rose in Shizuka Hiratsuka's heart.

"Teacher, even if I have a foot injury, I can do it alone."

Shizuka Hiratsuka said so in his mouth, and his actions also showed his thoughts honestly.

Resisting her shyness, Shizuka Hiratsuka stretched out her leg hidden under her trousers, and gently pulled the corner of Hideo Hirakawa's trousers with her foot.

Insinuating that he doesn't want him to go.

"Teacher...Teacher, don't do this."

Ping Chuanxiu couldn't bear this kind of teacher Jing, and her psychological defenses collapsed layer by layer.

Gradually, the foot paddled upwards.

The sole of her foot pressed against her thigh, and her onion-like toes lightly slid across her inner thigh through the school pants, making it itchy.

"Teacher, why don't I... I'll stay and cook for you. Your legs are not... not convenient, and I don't feel at ease if you are left alone."

Xu was a little tired, Ping Chuanxiu panted slightly, and occasionally paused to speak.

There was a light wind and drizzle, and outside the house, there was a tree standing upright, standing proudly and angrily, as if unwillingly resisting the gravity of the earth.

In the room, the dim environment breeds more ambiguous emotions.