The Yukinoshita family wants me to confess

"Really...he still didn't answer my call..."

Saiduri's voice was full of disappointment.

She didn't seem to care at all that what she said was overheard by someone she didn't know, but she cared more that it wasn't Hideo Hirakawa who answered her call.

"I'm really sorry, I don't know..."

Yang Nai continued to apologize.

But before she finished speaking, she was interrupted by the other party.

"It's okay, I blame myself, I just said so much to myself."

Sayuri regained her composure, and the little woman's appearance just now completely disappeared.

"Then is there anything you want to tell me?"

After all, Sayuri is much older than Yang Nai, so she soon realized Yang Nai's motives.

After being silent for such a long time, there must be special considerations in suddenly revealing his identity at this time.

I'm afraid she has something to discuss with herself, and it has something to do with Ping Chuanxiu.

"I'm Xiu's older sister, Yukinoshita Yono, you should have heard my name, it's like this..."

Yang Nai straightened out his thoughts before slowly expressing his thoughts.

Under the vast darkness, on this ordinary night, without Hirakawa Hideo knowing, the two reached a certain consensus.

On the other side, Ping Chuanxiu was still lying on Xuemu's bed.

PS:

I originally thought about the chapter about Snow Mother, but I couldn’t grasp the scale so I wrote this first, which was a bit messy.

Tomorrow's chapter may be posted in the group or it may be updated normally.

Chapter 110 Six Eve

Darkness, the eyes are full of darkness.

It was pitch black.

The curtains of the windows were drawn, but hardly any light came in.

Hirakawa Hideo turned over.

Facing Snow Mother.

He is now very close to Xuemu's body, only separated by a thin layer of quilt.

From time to time, there is a familiar refreshing fragrance from the tip of the nose.

The smell was extremely familiar, but it was a little different from usual, body fragrance, strong but not pungent perfume smell, and the faint smell of shower gel mixed together.

At this time, it has been a long time since my aunt spoke last time.

Is auntie asleep?

Hirakawa Hideo opened his eyes and looked over.

It was pitch black.

Can't see anything.

This gave him the illusion that he alone was awake.

His breathing became a little short.

The noise of the wind outside the window sounded from time to time.

As restless as his heart.

Hirakawa Hideo didn't know what she was expecting, but she just couldn't calm down to sleep.

He rolled over again.

With a small sound.

This time, his back was facing Snow Mother.

"What's wrong? Can't sleep?"

Xuemu's words came from behind, abrupt but soft.

Hirakawa Hideo turned back again.

"Ah."

Hirakawa Hideo's heart was indeed restless.

I don't know if it's because of the heat or because he can't get enough of some thoughts in his heart.

There were also some soft noises from there.

It seems that the aunt also turned her body sideways.

He opened his eyes and looked over. Although it was pitch black, he felt a vision.

Auntie seemed to be looking at herself too.

Just a gut feeling, but very sure.

Think so.

Auntie's melodious voice and soft face emerged in the darkness.

His body seemed to be less restless.

But still a little hot.

Hirakawa Hideo even hesitated to ask her aunt to turn on the air conditioner.

"Is the quilt uncomfortable?"

The room was very dark and I couldn't see anything, but Xuemu kept looking forward with those red and phoenix eyes.

She is very relaxed now.

Lying on the bed, I can't see my fingers.

In this case, she doesn't have to worry about anyone seeing her expression.

She stared at the front without blinking, trying to see Hirakawa Hideo's face clearly through the little light coming in from the window.

That soft face is more ignorant and pure than ever, and the eyes are as clear as a little girl's.

Like Ping Chuanxiu, Xuemu has not fallen asleep, but the difference is that she does not have those messy thoughts in her heart.

On the contrary, because Hirakawa Xiu was by her side, she was extraordinarily calm.

The fact that she didn't fall asleep was simply because she didn't want to sleep and was sober.

Such times always reminded her of the days when Hideo Hirakawa moved here.

At that time, he was still pestering him all the time, clamoring to sleep with him.

Unlike now, it seems that since high school, I have been clinging to myself like I seldom used to.

"It's just a little hot, but it's not very uncomfortable."

Ping Chuanxiu had lifted the quilt a long time ago, and if he continued to consume it, he would be burned to death.

He also took off his shirt, so he was topless.

"Is it hot?"

Mother Xue blinked, stretched out her hand, and pressed the back of her palm directly.

"what?"

Suddenly, a cold hand touched his chest.

Hirakawa Hideo was taken aback.

"Why are you sweating so much?"

Mother Xue touched Ping Chuanxiu's body a few times. She didn't sweat much, but it was a bit exaggerated for her who seldom sweated.

She was a little surprised, not only because of Hirakawa Hideo's sweat, but also because she touched Hirakawa Hideo's upper body.

But she didn't think much of it.

"Would you like to turn on the air conditioner?"

Xuemu sat up and got out of the bed cautiously feeling the darkness. She took out a towel from nowhere, climbed back on the bed and wiped Ping Chuanxiu's sweat, and asked.

"Well, let's go, it's really hot."

Hirakawa was a little embarrassed to feel a towel moving around her body with both hands.

Moreover, Mother Xue didn't turn on the lights, and the surrounding environment was still pitch black, which made it even more weird in such an atmosphere.

The cold little hands slid back and forth on his body, which always made him a little concerned.

"I'll do it myself."

He snatched the towel from Xuemu's hand.

Mother Xue seemed to be able to imagine Ping Chuanxiu's expression, smiled, and didn't try to fight back, but got out of bed again in the dark.

After a while, with a few sounds, the air conditioner started to work.

Chapter 110: Tension

Sayuri hung up the phone, holding the phone in both hands, her mind still stuck in the conversation with Yang Nao.

Follow this plan.

Maybe it's not impossible for her to get Hirakawa Hideo back to her.

She looked up at the night sky through the car window without blinking her eyes.

It was black.

Black as carbon.

However, in this deathly silent night, an unprecedented hope was ignited in her heart.

Those bright eyes stared straight at the dark sky, with raised lids and long lashes hanging from them.

for a long time.

for a long time.

Sayuri withdrew her eyes, and turned the key confidently with hopes and expectations for the future.

Not long after, a car drove away from the place.

He will come back to himself.

Will.

……

With a click, the light in front of the bed was turned on.

Hideo Hirakawa was wiping sweat with her upper body naked, with her hands still on her shoulders, when the light suddenly turned on.

Looked up.

The bedside lamp illuminated this area as a light source, and the suddenly lit light was a bit dazzling.

Hirakawa Hideo couldn't help but look away.

Auntie happened to be standing there. She was still wearing that nightdress, and her thighs under the skirt were a little dazzling.

The sudden bright light was too dazzling, Hideo Hirakawa was still a little uncomfortable, staring at it with bewildered eyes, and suddenly broke into Baihuahua's thigh in his sight.

Ping Chuanxiu couldn't react, and stared blankly at Xuemu's thigh.

for a long time.

Hirakawa Hideo reacted and realized what was wrong.

He quickly looked away, only to see his aunt looking at him with a narrow expression.

Although not obvious, the slightly bent eyes and the raised corners of the mouth are undoubtedly teasing himself.