The Yukinoshita family wants me to confess

Ping Chuanxiu stepped forward and asked in a low voice.

no respond.

Looks like he should be asleep...

Hirakawa Hideo looked at Tomoki Yamashita's body, feeling a little toothache.

Just when Hirakawa Hideo was about to step forward to pick her up, Yamashita Tomoki suddenly raised his head.

"Hee hee, are you scared?"

Yamashita Tomoki's eyes were blurred, with a silly smile on his face.

That look doesn't match the image of the usual snappy big sister at all.

"It's so late, you still have the mind to play this."

Hideo Hirakawa looked helplessly at Tomoki Yamashita, who was obviously drunk.

The sudden appearance of the face startled him.

He really didn't expect that the female driver who usually talks so little and does things very straightforwardly has such a side.

"Haha, the young master is really cute, so I was frightened."

Yamashita Tomoki put his face in front of Hirakawa Hideo, wrapped his hands around his neck, not caring about his image.

As she spoke, her lips and teeth opened and closed, and the breath she released hit Ping Chuanxiu's face, itching.

Yamashita Tomoki drank a lot of wine, and the gas he spit out had a faint smell of sake.

"you're drunk."

Hirakawa grabbed her hand and kept her from moving.

"I... I'm not drunk."

Yamashita Tomoki struggled away, put his arms around Hirakawa Hideo's waist, and put his face on Hirakawa Hideo's shoulder.

The whole figure seemed to be unsteady, with the center of gravity leaning on Hirakawa Hideo.

"You're already like this, and you still say you're not drunk."

Perhaps it was because of the wind blowing outside, Yamashita Zhixi's face was a little cold, and it was very comfortable to put the coolness on the side of his face.

Ping Chuanxiu was afraid of hurting her, so she didn't dare to struggle hard.

"You're not me, how do you know if I'm drunk or not? Maybe you're the one who's drunk?"

Tomoki Yamashita pulled a little distance away, looked at Hideo Hirakawa and said with a smirk.

Look like you're an idiot.

……

"Time to sleep."

Hirakawa Hideo was left speechless for a long time by Yamashita Tomoki's rhetorical question, and finally only choked out a sentence that he didn't want to do.

"I don't sleep!"

Yamashita Zhixi seemed to know that Hirakawa Hideo would not lose his temper with her, so he played a small temper by being drunk.

"What do you want to do if you don't sleep? Isn't it enough to play all night?"

Speaking of this, Ping Chuanxiu became angry. He obviously couldn't lose even if he wanted to lose at the beginning of the game, but he hasn't won since the release of the water.

One night, I was forced by Tomoki Yamashita to not be able to drink a lot of wine, and I couldn't drink it directly. I had to drink it with other messy things.

"Not enough, no matter how long you play, it won't be enough!"

Yamashita Tomoki raised his head and said presumptuously, his voice became louder.

"Hush... Keep your voice down, Auntie is sleeping inside."

Hideo Hirakawa covered Tomoki Yamashita's mouth and said softly.

"What are you afraid of? My wife is drunk and can't hear you."

Yamashita Tomoki ignored his dissuasion, and took Hirakawa Hideo's hand away with an expression that you were too timid.

"Shall we go to bed? Let's play tomorrow."

Hirakawa Hideo was afraid that Tomoki Yamashita would wake up his aunt if this continued, so he coaxed softly.

"I do not!"

Yamashita Tomoki said loudly.

"Shhh... keep your voice down!"

Hirakawa Hideo was frightened, and covered Tomoki Yamashita's mouth again, but she broke free again soon.

"Then you play with me."

A sly smile appeared on Yamashita Tomoki's face.

"Okay, okay, I'll play with you. But you must keep your voice down, so as not to wake up auntie."

Hirakawa Hideo finally chose to compromise.

PS:

There will be a double update today, and there will be another chapter later.

If nothing else, the next chapter will be pushed.

The object is one of Yume and Tomoki Yamashita.

Chapter 69 Fireworks, Night, and the First Time (End)

Seeing that Hideo Hirakawa finally compromised, Tomoki Yamashita laughed badly.

"Let's play poker. Everyone draws a card. Whoever draws the highest card wins. How about that?"

She pulled Hirakawa Hideo to sit at the small table, put a pile of poker in front of her and said.

"It's all right."

Hirakawa Hideo naturally had no objections.

He just wants to finish going to bed early after dealing with Tomoki Yamashita quickly.

After all, he drank a lot of wine, and it was already so late, his mind was almost blurred, so how could he be in the mood to play games seriously.

"Well... for punishment, if I win, you give me back the socks, and if you win, we go back to sleep."

Tomoki Yamashita said that he had pinched a card in his hand, as if he had a winning ticket.

"Socks? No way, can the socks that were taken away be returned?"

Hirakawa Hide was a little more sober.

"Hee hee, can you follow me if you win?"

Yamashita Zhixi had a smirk on her face, making it hard to tell whether she was pretending to be drunk or really drunk.

"Okay, I'll go back to sleep when I win, do you understand?"

Hirakawa Hideo thought for a while, but agreed.

Maybe he was a little drunk, maybe he was too sleepy, Hirakawa Hideo was a lot more impulsive.

He didn't even look at it, just drew a card and turned it over.

Three of hearts.

On the other side, Tomoki Yamashita saw that he turned over the cards, and also revealed the cards in his hand.

Eight of spades.

"It seems that I won, so please return the socks to me, young master."

Yamashita Tomoki's originally blurred eyes bent into crescent moons at this moment.

"Give."

Ping Chuanxiu felt that the stamina of the wine had picked up a bit, her mind was so dazed that she couldn't think about so many things, she just wanted to end quickly, without thinking too much, she took out the socks from her pocket and handed them to her.

"Does the young master like feet so much... He keeps putting other people's socks in his pocket."

Yamashita Tomoki approached Hirakawa Hideo, leaned against him, and twirled his fingers around his waist.

She let out a breath on Ping Chuanxiu's ear.

Hot and itchy.

"Okay, it's time for us to sleep."

Yamashita Tomoki's body was pressed against his body, and Hirakawa Hideo could feel the warmth from the other party, and couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable, and his ears warmed up.

"It's so late, doesn't the young master want to do something exciting?"

Tomoki Yamashita breathed hot air into Hirakawa Hideo's ear.

The voice is soft.

"I won't refuse anything the young master wants to do to me today."

Yamashita Tomoki's voice echoed in his ears.

Her hand gradually descended, hovering over Ping Chuanxiu's abdomen.

"Stop making trouble, go back to sleep."

Ping Chuanxiu was slightly stimulated by the opponent, but his reason told him not to go on like this.

What if my aunt wakes up and sees it?

Hideo Hirakawa grabbed Tomoki Yamashita's restless hand.

"Young master, don't you like this? It's already like that, but you still want to refuse? I understand, the young master doesn't like hands, but feet, right?"

Tomoki Yamashita's words broke through the boundaries more and more.

She sat a little farther away, turned sideways, pulled her feet out of the half-heels, and rubbed them against Hirakawa Hide's thighs.

The feet rubbed against the thighs, gently pressing the fabric and scratching back and forth, making a rustling sound.

The effect is also obvious.

"Sure enough, the young master is really perverted, he likes women's feet so much."

Yamashita Tomoki gradually went up and pressed against the tent.

With a slight pressure, it trembled slightly.

Hirakawa Hideo felt a little overwhelmed.

My mind was in a mess, without a single thought, it was almost blank.

"Do you know what it means to do that?"

Hirakawa Hideo was panting slightly.

"I know."

A trace of loneliness flashed across Yamashita Zhixi's eyes.

If she could, she wouldn't want to.After all, it was all too fast.

But she couldn't help it.

She is well aware that she has little advantage over his wife and others.

Yamashita Tomoki stopped the movement of his feet and sat on Hirakawa Hideo.

"You'll regret it when you sober up."

Hirakawa Hideo noticed Tomoki Yamashita's movements and regained consciousness a little.

This is no longer an ambiguous category.

"You're not me, how do you know I'll regret it."

Yamashita Tomoki said with a half-groaned voice.

Her face was flushed, perhaps because Xuemu was in the room, her body was much more sensitive than usual.