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

"Erika, I may have to work overtime tonight, about an hour... maybe two hours. You should be careful when you are home alone. Don't open the door to strangers. Do you hear me?"

Hiroki Shimizu swallowed the egg that his wife had peeled for him in one gulp, drank the milk, then picked up the briefcase on the table and prepared to go out.

He had just taken two steps when he slowly turned around, his lips curved and his charming peach blossom eyes curved in a smile, revealing his infinite love for his wife as usual.

Only this time, there was a subtle yet intense sadness and guilt.

"Erika, is there anything you want to eat or need recently? I'll bring it back after get off work."

"Well~ well..." Erika was a little flattered. She pursed her lips and shook her head.

"I don't really want anything in particular, I just hope Yuki-kun takes care of his health and doesn't overwork himself."

"There's a dessert shop with a good reputation near the company. I think it will suit Erika's taste very well."

"Okay, okay."

Erika couldn't help feeling even more guilty. She had done something so selfish last night, but Shimizu Hiroki was not angry at all. Instead, he was still thinking about her and caring about her even after working overtime.

She put down her bowl and chopsticks, followed him to the entrance, and held onto the back of Yuuki Shimizu as he left home.

"I'm sorry... Yuuki-kun, I did something so inconsiderate of your feelings yesterday."

Shimizu Hiroki paused, confused by what was happening.

"Erika, what are you talking about? I don't understand."

"It's just... Yesterday I was only concerned with enjoying myself and didn't appreciate the hard work of Yuuki-kun. That was really too much~ I really realized my mistake."

By the end of her speech, Erika's voice had become so low that it was completely inaudible. Her soft hair drooped down, and her two small, white ears were so red that they looked ripe.

"So it's for this~" Shimizu Hiroki suddenly realized and was both amused and confused.

"If that's the case, I have a problem too."

"Eh?" Erika tilted her head.

"I did that on a whim. It's also Erika's first time, so it's inevitable that she will become more excited and sensitive than usual. This is all normal."

Although Shimizu Yuuki looked calm and composed, his brain was working at a rapid speed, trying desperately to regain Erika's confidence.

He didn't want to see his wife feel inferior, guilty and unhappy about such a superficial thing.

"So that's it?"

Erika's eyes lit up, and little stars twinkled.

So that's the case. We can't blame her entirely for this, right?

It turned out that the reason why she performed poorly last night and lost Jingzhou due to carelessness was that she had her own compelling reasons behind it.

After all, last night this handsome, dignified, and ascetic man in her family rarely took the initiative to serve her, and even buried his handsome, cold and white face between her legs.

Then the hot and humid breath rushed into the deep swamp, and in an instant spring came and flowers bloomed, and all the patience and persistence disappeared.

Especially when Erika lowered her head and witnessed the powerful visual impact created by such a scene, the innocent and naive woman almost fainted on the spot.

I still haven't fully recovered. Every minute and every second seems to be vivid in my mind, and my heart is trembling.

Because it was so sexy and so alluring. If I had been able to record it with a camera at that time...

Erika shuddered violently, her body and mind trembling, and she realized that her idea was a bit bad.

"I wonder how Yuuki-kun knows so much? How come he has so much experience?"

Erika, who was a little slow, suddenly realized this problem, and she narrowed her eyes and stared at her husband with an unfriendly look.

"So it is. Yuuki-kun is secretly watching those unhealthy materials, right?"

With a cold sweat on his back, Shimizu Yushu immediately explained.

"That... was told to me by a colleague at the company. We occasionally go out for drinks, and some of our colleagues like to talk about such vulgar things, especially a male colleague named Cheng Ping Changyi. I can't help but hear some of it."

"Hehe~ I guess you scared Yuuki-kun."

Suddenly, Erika chuckled, and her anger turned into laughter. Her eyes looked around with a proud look on her face, as if she was saying, "I've played a trick on you."

After all, how could she not understand her husband? Although Shimizu Hiroki had a handsome face that was prone to flirting with women, he was actually a conservative and even somewhat feudal person.

Not only were they each other's first love, they also gave their most precious and pure first time to each other without any regrets.

How can a person like Hiroki Shimizu be considered experienced and know so many skills?

On the other side, Shimizu Hiroki sighed loudly and pretended to be angry, pretending to kiss Erika. The woman laughed and hid here and there. The two of them played and fought at the entrance with the door open, showing their affection and love.

And just at the corner of the stairs at the end of the corridor, a pair of charming eyes under the baseball cap took in the whole scene.

The woman dug her nails into her flesh angrily, her eyes bloodshot.

53. Surprise! Erika wants to learn actively

Yuki Shimizu grabbed Erika's hand and ended the chase.

His breath was buried in the woman's soft and fragrant neck, and his voice was hoarse and seductive.

"It seems that Erika really likes this unhealthy thing. Then, in the future, should we..."

"No... No, even if we are husband and wife, I don't want Yuki-kun to stare at my ugly place. Besides, it's not only unhygienic but also too..."

Sexy, sexy, bold...

She just couldn't utter these words.

"Anyway... I don't want Yuuki-kun to sacrifice his own experience for mine."

Erika blushed and rejected it outright, but her toes tucked into her slippers unconsciously curled up together, slowly rising and falling on tiptoe.

This hesitant look seemed to be secretly putting himself into the scene of last night.

I want to relive it and immerse myself in it again, but I am worried that I will become addicted to it and become a fallen woman who lingers in turbid desires.

"Hmm? Isn't Erika a little too modest?" Shimizu Hiroki smiled helplessly.

"I actually observed it carefully yesterday. Erika's shape is very beautiful. As for the taste, it is naturally rich and fragrant, with the aroma of aged fine wine. It is no exaggeration to say that it is a pleasure to taste it."

"Okay... okay, stop talking. Please, just stop it."

Erika was immediately embarrassed and stood on tiptoe to cover Shimizu Yuki's mouth.

If a neighbor who happened to be out at this time heard such shameless words, wouldn't her image as a gentle, virtuous, pure and beautiful Mrs. Shimizu be ruined instantly?

If she isn't careful, she might end up being a bad woman who forces her husband to serve her. Erika has no doubt about the ability of the community old ladies to exaggerate and make up new stories.

"Oh my, Yuuki-kun! If you keep going like this, I'm going to get angry."

Erika put her hands on her hips, frowned seriously, and stomped her feet hard in her pink slippers.

"I just don't want Erika to think that I was wronged in this matter, so I want to explain. I'm sorry~"

Shimizu Yuuki was able to control his movements with ease, slipping a hand into Erika's arm and whispering an apology.

Erika turned her head and glanced to the side, but did not struggle to escape from the man's arms.

The two listened to the sound of each other's breathing on their skin, and the sound of their heartbeats gradually grew louder.

It seemed that the angry woman couldn't bear it anymore, and she first looked secretly out of the corner of her eye.

But the drooping hair blocked half of Shimizu Hiroki's face, so he had to crane his neck and try harder to see clearly, until their eyes met again.

The man's pair of dark and clear eyes seemed to have a captivating magic, and his slender, curled eyelashes trembled slightly, making people feel heartbroken and unable to express anger.

Erika's heart softened instantly. She pursed her lips and hummed in a low voice.

"I'm not that angry. I just think this kind of thing should be mutual. Since Yuuki-kun can do it for me, then I can do the same for Yuuki-kun."

"Same thing?"

Shimizu Hiroki didn't react at first, but soon a bright and dazzling light burst out in his eyes.

For three years after his marriage, Hiroki Shimizu has been living an abstinent and repressed sex life.

But despite this, he was still unwilling to take the initiative to propose these many means of venting sexual desires that were derived from human dirty desires.

Even though Erika is really bad at that, she is the kind of trash who can't even last three minutes before foaming at the mouth and throwing up her hands in surrender.

But once you have mastered these methods and used them on him, it will be like hard work making up for lack of talent, and you will find a shortcut to satisfying his desires.

But to this day they still perform their duties as husband and wife in the most clichéd and stereotyped manner.

Hiroki Shimizu knew very well that his body had long been stuck in the mud and was extremely dirty. No matter how he washed it, he could not completely wash away the smell left on him by those evil women, so how could he drag Erika into the water as well?

Of course, the bad women who gave birth to him were another matter, they deserved it. No matter how roughly and fiercely they were punished and insulted, even if they were used as flannel balls, he would not feel sorry at all.

Although Shimizu Hiroki has always been reluctant to take the initiative, now that Erika has volunteered to him and is eager to learn, he has no reason to put on airs and reject his wife, right?

Somehow, involuntarily, he convinced himself.

The desire that had been suppressed for three whole years had become increasingly overwhelming in just a month. The surging desire that was about to become uncontrollable finally affected Hiroki Shimizu.

"It's getting late, it's time to go to work."

Hiroki Shimizu looked at the time and knew that he couldn't rush into this kind of thing. He would find a time...he could give his wife a good lesson.

"Ah? Oh ~ yeah, be careful on the road."

Erika, who was a little dazed, nodded quickly. She felt a little regretful at this moment, afraid that she would not be able to do it well and would disappoint Shimizu Hiroki.

After kissing and cuddling again, Shimizu Hiroki, who had been leaving home fifteen minutes later than usual, had to quicken his pace to leave home.

He walked to the elevator and waited for a long time. Seeing that the floors above were reluctant to move, he decided to go down the stairs.

The stairwell, which is cluttered with debris and rarely visited on weekdays, has almost no sunlight all year round, and the handrails with red paint falling off are covered with sticky dust.

The anthropomorphic light and shadow swayed on the gray and white walls, revealing a gloomy and ominous feeling everywhere.

Hiroki Shimizu covered his mouth and nose and walked about two floors.

At another corner of the stairs, a figure suddenly jumped out, catching him off guard, and he was knocked against the wall.

He was also quick-eyed and quick-handed. In an instant, he grabbed the other person's arm and fixed it behind his back, then immediately lifted up the black baseball cap.

In an instant, a head of waist-length black hair fell like a waterfall, emitting bursts of rich fragrance that seeped into the nasal cavity.

"Are you crazy? What are you doing here?"

Yuuki Shimizu recognized the other person's identity at a glance and angrily shook off the woman's arm.

"What's wrong? Can't I? I work here anyway, is there anything wrong with that?"

Mieko took a few steps back due to inertia. After she stood firm, she raised her mature, charming and extremely feminine face and revealed a fearless and ostentatious smile.

"Your reaction is quite strong, Yuuki-kun. What are you afraid of? Are you afraid that your wife will see me? Or is she afraid that she will find out about the shameful things between us? Hmm?"

The series of questions pierced into Shimizu Hiroki's hands and feet like sharp thorns, leaving him unable to move.

He could only watch the woman rubbing the redness and swelling on her wrist left by him, and slowly walking towards him step by step.

Mieko put her arms around the man's neck, imitating the loving and affectionate appearance of Shimizu Hiroki and his wife Erika, and buried her nose in the crook of his neck.

She narrowed her eyes, creating a long and charming eyeliner, as if she was deeply immersed in it.

"Shimizu-san smells really good. There's also a sweet and elegant tulip scent. It smells really good!"

54. I want Yuki-kun to fall with me

"Are you crazy? How dare you come to a place like this? Are you really that horny? If Erika sees you..."

At first, Shimizu Yuki was a little overwhelmed and let the crazy woman succeed for a while. But he quickly came to his senses and pushed her away again.

"So Yuki-kun knew that this place is right under your wife's nose? Then how dare you speak so loudly? The sound insulation in old communities like this is not very good."

No matter how Shimizu Hiroki glared at her, insulted her and scolded her, Mieko seemed to feel nothing, and the smile on her lips never disappeared.

It's like a ball of grease stuck on the skin, which can't be washed off or shaken off, and has no dignity at all.

Realizing this, Shimizu Hiroki slowly lowered his voice, lowered his head and spit out a few mouthfuls of the body fluids that the woman took the opportunity to pry open his lips and teeth and stirred in with her tongue.

She wiped her lips with the back of her hand, and the bright red lipstick spread out in a large blush after being wetted. This is a sexy color that Erika would never use or touch.

"Look at yourself now! Think about how Arisu Mieko was in the past. Don't you feel ashamed, guilty, and embarrassed to have fallen to this point?"

Shimizu Hiroki's words are so precise and soul-stirring that they are extremely lethal.

On the other side, Mieko was pushed against the wall. It took her a long time to recover and her eyes darkened with a hint of gloom.