Why does the good husband not forget the past of being bullied by the evil woman after marriage?

His first kiss or first time will only be reserved for the woman he loves, the only one who can resonate with him spiritually, make him feel blessed and perfectly compatible, and the one who truly makes him fall in love at first sight!

"Ah!!! What are you doing? I'm sorry... I didn't mean to peek."

Shimizu Hiroki glanced back quickly and just happened to see the new transfer student in the class fleeing in panic. He only caught a glimpse of a blush climbing up the fluorescent white earlobe.

……

When the bell rang and he returned to the classroom, Hiroki Shimizu looked very unhappy. He did not compromise with Kawaki Hina, and he did not know what the consequences would be.

But no matter what, he would not ruin his body at will, even if he was not tempted!

He walked back to his seat in the corner, passing by the seat of the transfer student named Sakai Mina.

Their eyes inevitably met, and the girl quickly lowered her head shyly, as if she was afraid of him.

A few strands of hair danced playfully and cutely by the ears, revealing a fair and smooth neck, as clean and pure as a freshly peeled bamboo shoot.

I'm afraid I've been deeply misunderstood!

But Shimizu Hiroki was extremely upset and had no intention of explaining at all.

He returned to his seat and listened to the class attentively.

When it was lunch time, Hiroki Shimizu did not walk out of the classroom casually. He was a little worried that Kawaki Hina was still lustful and was lying in ambush outside to hunt him.

He was planning to take a nap to kill time, and just as he was about to lie down in his arms, he caught a glimpse of an exquisite little bamboo basket gently placed on his table from the corner of his eye.

"Um... Um, Shimizu-san, nice to meet you. This is a little gift from me to everyone. You're the only one who didn't take it."

Shimizu Hiroki looked over when he heard the voice. The girl was holding a basket filled with bags of gifts wrapped in gauze, painted in an ambiguous pink color, and cookies melted into a heart shape in the embryonic membrane.

"I made this myself, so please forgive me if the taste isn't very good." Mina Sakai handed over the biscuits.

Shimizu Yuuki took the biscuits and thanked him.

There were not many students in the classroom during lunch break, and it was quiet all around, which made the atmosphere between the two even more awkward.

"Sakai-san should have seen it just now, right?" Shimizu Hiroki suddenly spoke while holding the biscuit in his palm.

“Look… I see.”

Mina Sakai answered timidly, as if she had not yet recovered from the farce of the girl chasing the boy.

"I just want to say that it's not what you see. I was actually..."

"I understand. Was Shimizu-san sexually harassed by that girl through words and physical contact? This kind of thing that other boys would envy and be jealous of makes you feel distressed and at a loss, right?"

Shimizu Hiroki looked at the girl strangely. Her consideration was beyond his expectation, and the irritability in his heart was relieved inadvertently.

"If Shimizu-san is willing to believe me, I can help you. I know very well that... this feeling of being forced and harassed is not pleasant."

Shimizu Hiroki couldn't help but ask: "This is not an easy task, why are you helping me like this?"

Mina Sakai smiled and shook her head. The girl had red lips, white teeth, watery eyes, and decent manners. Her every frown and smile revealed the elegance of a lady from a noble family.

"There is no other reason. I just can't stand such bad behavior, so I really want to help Qingshui-san, that's all."

The girl's voice came down from above his head, as gentle and considerate as the sunshine on a spring afternoon, taking care of people's emotions in every possible way.

Hiroki Shimizu rubbed his eyes. The beauty of the girl in front of him made him subconsciously think that he was still in a dream and saw a pure angel who came to his aid.

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51. January is coming! Hiroki Shimizu's late night torture

"Good night."

"OK, good night."

After three years of marriage, the Shimizu couple said good night to each other as usual. Then Yuki Shimizu, who was sleeping on the side of the bed, raised his hand to turn off the light, and the bedroom suddenly became dark.

The vast night outside the window took the opportunity to pour into the room like a tide, mixed with the loneliness approaching midnight and the restless desire, adding fuel to the fire of the body that had not been satisfied for who knows how long.

Hiroki Shimizu couldn't fall asleep, so he turned his head to look at Erika. He was extremely careful in his movements, for fear of waking up his wife who might have already fallen asleep.

As he expected, Erika had already turned her back and fell into a deep sleep, and even her breathing became light and even.

The little bit of hope in Shimizu Hiroki's heart died in an instant, leaving only strong unwillingness and disappointment struggling.

To make matters worse, Hiroki Shimizu happened to see the straps of his wife's thin pajamas falling off her shoulders.

The snow-white back was exposed to the air without any explanation. The tender and smooth skin was fitted on the delicate and thin little bones of the woman, supporting a piece of fluorescent and moist peerless jade under the quiet moonlight.

His eyes, dotted with turbid desires and tinged with blood, suddenly widened. Shimizu Yuuki exhaled a hot breath, and the sticky desire that could not be relieved turned into a pain that was almost sad.

After a fierce ideological struggle, Hiroki Shimizu gave up.

Whether you do it or not, the final result is the same.

He no longer wanted to go through the experience of being full of expectations, naively thinking that the results would be different every time, but in the end it still had to end hastily and with a lack of interest, and he felt deeply helpless.

Yuuki Shimizu sighed, turned around, buried his head in the pillow and tried to sleep.

But it was as if he had escaped from a desperate situation. Shimizu Hiroki suddenly felt something in his heart. He sniffed and smelled a rich and hazy fragrance, faintly in the air.

It has a rich aroma like that of finely brewed wine, mixed with the subtle and sweet scent of tulips.

Just when Shimizu Hiroki was feeling confused, suddenly two slender and cool arms passed through his arms and wrapped around his muscular abdomen.

Is Erika also suffering from insomnia?

"Yuuki-kun can't sleep either? Then how about..." Erika swallowed the second half of the sentence shyly.

When dry wood meets fire, it instantly burns into crackling passion and impulse.

Although Shimizu Hiroki had some concerns, he could not resist Erika's intimate temptation, and his temples were throbbing.

At this point, it seems that he has no choice but to give in to the obvious excuses of having insomnia, not being able to sleep at night, not having exercised for a long time... but in fact, he just wants it and longs for the nourishment of Erika.

The man turned over and pressed the woman under him.

He looked at the protruding shoulder blade, which looked like a butterfly about to dance.

Shimizu Yuuki leaned over and kissed the woman's body.

The vague fragrance that had just filled his face suddenly filled his face. Shimizu Yuuki followed the fragrance and finally found the source. He ate it with relish, leaving a lingering taste in his mouth.

……

"I'm really reaching my limit of endurance. It's the fifteenth day of missing Yuuki-kun."

"It's the 22nd day since I missed Yuki-kun. Today, I stayed up late watching those videos and photos. I didn't finish until I was numb and cramped all over."

"I'll be able to see the fresh, warm Shimizu-san tomorrow. I'm really looking forward to it. I've been accumulating desire for this for a whole week. It already tastes as mellow and delicious as fine wine. I really want to get Yuuki-kun drunk!"

Looking at these messages that come one after another, every word hides a woman's twisted and crazy desire for revenge. This is completely naked sexual harassment and nymphomaniac behavior.

Yuki Shimizu swallowed his Adam's apple, and a dry and bitter taste rose in his mouth.

How come the one month he earned by selling his body went by so quickly?

He couldn't even make amends to the innocent Erika.

Once upon a time, what should have become an ordinary daily routine in his and Erika's married life has now become a luxury, an extremely short-lived and costly repayment.

When will these days end?

Is he going to repeat the same mistakes again and fall into the endless cycle of reincarnation from which there is no return and no escape?

Hiroki Shimizu was overwhelmed with emotions. He put down his phone and looked sideways at Erika, who was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep due to fatigue.

This time, still no miracle happened. Even though he tried his best to restrain himself, reduce his strength, and cheer for Erika... it was of no avail.

Erika was too sensitive after all. Most of the time, before the moment even started, she was already in a trance, flooded, and showing an unstoppable and fierce trend of defeat.

Forget it, this kind of thing...he can't change it, he can only accept it.

Completely unsatisfied, Shimizu Hiroki plans to strike while the iron is hot and satisfy himself as usual.

During this time, he uncontrollably and somehow his eyes fell on his wife's quiet and sweet sleeping face. His heart became more and more hot and his movements became faster.

As his breathing became heavier, he couldn't help but feel a deep sense of guilt that he was simply desecrating Erika!

But what can he do? How long has it been since he had a chance to vent his emotions? He is also helpless and in pain! ?

This kind of thing... is so unfair!

Shimizu Hiroki, who was tormented by the inner struggle, finally let go. He really didn't want to taint Erika's purity with such dirty and filthy behavior.

Until the phone screen lit up again, the faint light illuminated the handsome face of Yuki Shimizu.

The slightly distorted facial features were buried deep in the messy hair, and beads of sweat the size of beads hung on his forehead.

"See you tomorrow, Yuuki-kun, I really missed you!"

The woman sent a message at exactly midnight, announcing that the freedom she had given herself was over.

In order to avoid exposing his flaws, Shimizu Hiroki simply deleted all the information in one go.

He then turned off his phone and tossed and turned in bed, trying to fall asleep.

However, Shimizu Hiroki soon realized a terrible fact that he was unwilling to admit.

He...he actually, in front of his beloved wife who was sleeping soundly, uncontrollably recalled what happened between him and Mieko in that narrow and dark basement.

The voluptuous and skillful woman wrapped him up with a smile. The mature maternal love emanating from her every move could indulge Yuki Shimizu in any daring and bad behavior.

It is the kind of feeling of extreme humiliation and pain mentally, while the body is addicted to the mixture of wet and greasy sweat and unable to extricate itself.

This was something he hated and despised, but it was something his wife Erika had never given him, such a powerful and wonderful experience.

Beneath all these twists and turns, there seems to be a bottomless abyss of depravity!

Yuki Shimizu licked his dry lips and bit off a piece of dead skin. The bloody taste filled his mouth.

52. Self-doubt? Erika feels relieved

This woman, Mina Sakai, has always been unreliable.

In fact, Hiroki Shimizu has never been able to figure out where Mina Sakai got her confidence from.

Although she always makes a brilliant appearance when Shimizu Hiroki is most confused and helpless, and gains his trust by claiming to help and save him.

Afterwards, she thought she had a sure win and the advantage was hers, so she simply stopped developing and just kept wasting time.

He is purely blindly confident, with high expectations but poor skills. He always appears at the right time and performs the most eye-catching operations.

These are the lessons learned by Hiroki Shimizu based on his profound personal experience.

Before this, Hiroki Shimizu paid the price of his body in exchange for Mieko's promise not to harass him for a month.

But as the one-month deadline was approaching, Mina Sakai, who had vowed a few days ago that she would be able to find a way to drive Mieko out of Tokyo, disappeared again.

The messages he sent were unread and the phone calls were unreachable. He was hiding from Shimizu Hiroki like a turtle, using the excuse of being on a business trip.

Putting down his phone, Yuki Shimizu almost put the shelled egg in his hand into his mouth.

This absent-minded and distracted look was naturally noticed by Erika who was standing beside her.

She couldn't help but feel anxious and her mind started to wander.

After all... Erika still felt a little guilty. Her performance yesterday was really bad.

Not only did they underestimate the enemy, but they were also completely defeated in terms of tactics and skills.

Besides, it was she who took the initiative to provoke the dispute and seduced and tempted Yuki Shimizu.

But in the end, she only cared about enjoying herself and then left the matter alone, completely abandoning her husband, which was a terrible behavior of destroying the bridge after crossing the river.

Erika quickly put a peeled boiled egg in front of Shimizu Hiroki, and glanced at her husband's face nervously.

The man lowered his dark eyes, and his long hair cast a shadow on his face, making him look increasingly depressed and moody, as if a turbulent storm was brewing.

Looking at Shimizu Hiroki who kept licking the dead skin on his lips, Erika handed him another glass of milk, and her mind was in a mess again.

Is Yuuki-kun angry? Is this not my fault? Did I let Yuuki-kun vent his anger yesterday?

I was so tired yesterday that I don’t remember anything...anything!

Erika frowned her thin brows and looked miserable on her delicate and fair face, falling into a state of serious self-consumption.