The Yukinoshita family wants me to confess

Now I dare not let him stand up.

After all, the small tent is obvious as soon as you stand up.

Mother Xue looked at the sudden flustered expression on Ping Chuanxiu's face, blinked her eyes, and smiled.

"Then auntie, wash yourself up now."

Mother Xue stood up, her body showing a seductive arc.

Her voice was as melodious and melodious as ever, and it sounded very pleasant.

"Ah, wait, why don't I go out first, it's not convenient for you to wash your body here."

Ping Chuanxiu turned around quickly, the scene just now was only a short moment, but it was completely imprinted in his mind.

Auntie's buttocks are really too big.

He was afraid that if this went on, he really couldn't bear it.

Ping Chuanxiu no longer dared to straighten her body, and her sitting posture was slightly bent.

If you don't do this, it's easy to see his so-and-so facts clearly.

"Really, Xiu is still so careless. If you go out now, isn't it easy for Zhixi to bump into you?"

Xuemu's words came from behind.

Accompanied by the sound of running water.

Auntie is washing her body...

Almost like a habit, the image of my aunt's skin being washed inch by inch by the water flow emerged in my mind.

"Then what should I do now? I feel a little uncomfortable in this wet clothes, and I want to go back and change."

Hirakawa Hideo found a reason.

He felt that if he stayed any longer, he could hardly bear it anymore.

Just listening to the sound of the water flowing is already imaginative.

Ping Chuanxiu still underestimated the temptation of Xuemu's body to him.

I thought I could hold back.

As a result, Xuemu's casual action made him extremely impulsive.

What happened to yourself?

Is it because I am too stingy...

Or I am too obsessed with my aunt.

"Be patient, it will be fine soon."

Xuemu's voice came from behind again.

The sound of running water continued.

The voice was very clear and three-dimensional in the small bathroom.

Can't see the specific situation, can only hear the faint voice.

For some reason, this makes people more maddened.

The sound of running water tickled his heart as if it were scratching his boots.

Standing upright is even stronger.

The straight up angle is simply outrageous.

Chapter 62 The Wife Works Hard

The gurgling water stopped.

The bathroom suddenly became quiet.

Only Hirakawa Hideo's slightly rapid breathing sounded.

And that fast and violent heartbeat.

This brief silence made Hirakawa Hideo's breathing gradually stabilized a little.

In an environment with almost no other sounds disturbing, the senses become extra sharp,

He could hear the sound of his aunt's feet on the tiles.

As if soaked in water, the sound was a little crisp.

After a while, there was another rustling sound behind him.

It seems that the aunt picked up the bath towel or the towel.

Is auntie wiping her body...

The soft towel slid across the skin inch by inch, absorbing the water droplets on it.

Then a piece of white was exposed.

Her body was looming under the half-cover of the towel.

The rustling sound sounded from time to time, like feathers caressing the ears.

Itchy.

I do not know how long it has been.

"Xiu, can you tie my belt for me?"

Xuemu's voice suddenly rang in his ears.

"Ah good."

Ping Chuanxiu seemed to have never heard of it at first, and it took a while to realize it, and hurriedly agreed.

He stood up and walked behind Snowmother.

The fabric of school uniform pants is soft and comfortable to wear, but there is a disadvantage that it is easy to be seen when standing upright.

A small tent is clearly there.

Ping Chuanxiu looked at Mother Xue, saw that her back was facing her, she did not turn around, and relaxed a little.

If Auntie saw it at this time.

I'm afraid he has the heart to die.

"Xiu, did you hear that?"

Seeing that Ping Chuanxiu hadn't moved for a long time, Mother Xue couldn't help urging slightly.

The kimono without an apron is slightly loose on the body, covering most of the outline of the body.

The long black hair hung down like ink, making the skin on the side of the ears even fairer.

Just after taking a shower, my skin looks very supple.

"Got it, I'll start now."

While talking, Ping Chuanxiu took the apron from Mother Xue.

This is a maru belt with a long history. It can be said that it was the first belt used in women's kimonos. There are some plain patterns on the front, which are gorgeous and elegant.

Mother Xue spread her hands slightly, quietly waiting for Ping Chuanxiu's next move, as if letting you do whatever she wanted.

Hirakawa Hideo folded the belt up and down, and stuck it to Xuemu's waist from the front.

This posture made the distance between the two bodies very close.

Ping Chuanxiu could smell the pleasant fragrance from Snow Mother's body.

I don't know if it is the smell of shower gel.

He bowed slightly, concentrating on the next move.

The process of tying a belt is a bit complicated and technical, and it often takes a long time for inexperienced people to tie it for the first time.

Hideo Hirakawa had several experiences before, so he didn't appear to be in a hurry at this time.

Fortunately, after a period of relaxation, it is no longer so tough, and the movements can be relaxed.

Knotting is the most troublesome thing in tying a belt. Hideo Hirakawa concentrated almost all of her energy on it, and managed to tie a satisfactory decorative knot.

After all, it's about Auntie, so don't be careless.

"Okay, Auntie."

After a long time, Xiucai Pingchuan let go of his hand and let out a soft breath.

"Xiu's technique is very good."

Mother Xue looked down at the belt around her waist, it was just right, neither tight nor loose.

He bent down slightly and looked at the knot behind him.

Layers of wings are folded into beautiful pleats, which look like falling cherry blossoms, very beautiful.

This is the weeping cherry knot that Hirakawa Hideo has made for a long time.

Looking at the layers of beautiful and neat wings, a smile appeared on Xuemu's calm face.

"Xiu, is Auntie pretty?"

With a smile on Xuemu's face, she turned around carefully, with gentle and slow movements.

Wearing a kimono on her body, she looks dignified and charming.

The movement of turning around playfully at this moment even made Hirakawa Hideo feel that the aunt at the moment is a little cute.

What's more, the auntie's long hair, which was usually coiled up, fell loose at this moment, and her whole person's demeanor looked much more delicate and beautiful than usual, but without losing her mature charm.

The messy hair fluttered with the slightly turned body, revealing a little of the snow-white neck, making the already delicate side face even more charming.

"Looks good. Sure enough, this weeping cherry knot is very suitable for auntie, but my skills are too poor. If Xue Nai came, I might be able to tie it better."

Hirakawa Hideo felt helpless looking at the knot she had spent a lot of time tying.

Sure enough, this kind of thing that requires artistic cells is still not good enough.

"No, Xiu's knot is very beautiful, and my aunt likes it very much."

Xuemu stepped forward and hugged Ping Chuanxiu.

"Why don't you help me tie my belt after the show, Auntie doesn't want to tie it by herself, it's tiring and hard work."

Mother Xue complained softly in Ping Chuanxiu's ear.

I don't know if the words in my mouth are joking.

She is usually very strict in dealing with people and things, and she can only show such a side in front of Hirakawa Xiu.

Even in front of Xue Nai and Yang Nai, Xue Mu never spoke in such a tone.

"If Auntie wants, just say it. I can serve Auntie anytime."

Hirakawa Hideo looked at his lower body.

Over time, the urge has subsided quite a bit.

There are only slight undulations left, which are not very obvious.

He felt a little more at ease.

"Auntie is very happy that Xiu can think so. Does Xiu want any reward?"

Mother Xue returned to her usual upright appearance, her gentle face was lighter than before.

"I'm very happy to be able to help my aunt, how can I ask for a reward?"

Ping Chuanxiu was talking, and inadvertently glanced at Xuemu's buttocks.

At this time, in the living room.

There are many exquisite porcelain plates and small dishes on the dining table, white rice is placed in front of each seat, and the rest of the dishes are also carefully arranged, giving people a smooth aesthetic feeling at a glance.

Yamashita Zhixi lay on the sofa and looked in the direction of the bathroom.

No one has come out yet.