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

Mieko scolded him with dissatisfaction, but her hands had no intention of stopping. Her hands passed through Shimizu Hiroki's loose home pajamas, and soon she touched the man's strong and powerful chest muscles with the right degree of softness and hardness as she wished, and she had the momentum to continue moving down.

"Are you crazy? There's a new camera in the hallway, and it's right in front of my house!"

Shimizu Hiroki, who had wanted to play dead and get away with it, could no longer sit still. He lowered his voice and roared a warning.

"Do you think you still have room to bargain with me?" Mieko slowly squatted down and glanced at Shimizu Hiroki with her eyes sideways.

"I know I look ugly now, greasy and rustic. No man would be willing to look at a woman like me who wears disgusting sportswear and has a lowly and despised job."

"But Qingshui, do you know? I was not like this before. At that time, I was not only a noble saint in the eyes of devout believers, but also a college teacher who was very popular among students. I had countless suitors behind me, and no one would use words like ugly or disgusting to describe me..."

"The teacher dedicated all her beauty and youth, which she was so proud of, to you, even losing her chastity and betraying the god she had believed in for so many years, but what did she get in the end?"

"Stop confusing right and wrong here, aren't you disgusting? This is clearly all your own fault! Ugh~"

Just as Shimizu Hiroki was about to retort, the woman under him grabbed his vitals and he was unable to move for a moment.

"So don't pretend to be a loyal husband in front of me. As a teacher, I know my students very well. No matter how aloof and cold you are, you can only obey me, a disgusting woman like me? Being violated and defiled at will? Hmm?"

Mieko kicked the locked door behind them without saying a word.

"Since you're worried about being caught on camera, just open the door and go in. Don't block your view when you're entering the password, and don't change it in the future. Do you hear me?"

The man's chest heaved violently, as if he had suffered great humiliation from this request, but he had no way to resist. His slender, bony fingers trembled as he pressed the combination wheel.

Mieko, who was standing by, had a clear view of the door code.

Seemingly very satisfied with the obedience shown by Shimizu Yuki, the woman touched his cheek, her eyes instantly became tender and her tone was no longer so fierce.

"From now on, as long as Qingshui listens carefully to every word I say and follows it, don't worry... the teacher will definitely not make things difficult for you."

……

In the bedroom with the door closed, Erika was worried about choosing clothes and wanted to pull her husband in to look for clothes together.

But when she heard the sound of the TV gradually getting louder in the living room, she gave up the idea, not wanting to disturb her husband Hiroki Shimizu.

Out of curiosity, Erika held her breath and listened carefully. It seemed to be the animal world? When did Yuki-kun like to watch these things?

The gentle wife, not knowing what to feel, burst out laughing and prepared to go out and laugh at her childish husband.

Everything happened just as Erika had guessed. On the TV screen, a ferocious and brutal lion bit off the neck of a taller and more majestic herbivore in one bite, and then pinned it under its body and feasted on it.

The excited roar of the hunter also seemed to cover up some necessary and inappropriate noises from another hunt on the sofa in the living room...

138. Let’s go to the mall! Mieko, with bloodshot eyes, changed the TV programs countless times, and Erika, who had dressed up, finally walked out of the bedroom, glanced at the living room which was no different from usual, and finally fixed her eyes on her husband who was sitting on the sofa with dull eyes and listless look.

Erika walked over and sat down next to Shimizu Yuuki, gently expressing her concern for the man's condition.

"What's wrong, Yuuki-kun? You still don't want to go? It's okay, don't force yourself."

Hiroki Shimizu realized belatedly that his wife was approaching and hurriedly explained.

"Maybe I woke up too early, and then I realized I couldn't take a nap, so I wasn't in a good mood."

"Is that so? Then I'll go make some coffee for Yuki-kun. Remember to go back to the bedroom and change into pajamas. I've already prepared them for you and put them on the bed..."

"Do you need me to bring it over and change it for Yuki-kun?"

Erika habitually reached out to touch her husband's collar, but Shimizu Yuki dodged it immediately. He took her hand and kissed it, "No, to save time, let's do it separately, so as not to keep Miss Arisu waiting for too long."

"That's true."

Erika didn't think much about it. She slowly moved closer and took two light bites of Shimizu Yuuki's lips, as a snack to cheer herself up.

Well, there is indeed nothing that makes people feel more at ease and happy than tasting the taste that belongs only to you on the lips of your beloved man!

Hiroki Shimizu's lips, which still retained the residual warmth of a woman, were trembling. He could only watch his virtuous wife, who always thought of him and took care of everything, walk ignorantly towards the kitchen, not realizing what might happen next.

However, he was powerless, and directly refusing to go out was one way.

But the woman Mieko promised him that as long as he was obedient this time and served her well, she would promise not to harass him again for the same month.

Of course, Hiroki Shimizu had no right to refuse.

Either you are forced to do all this, which will end up with neither of you satisfied and both of you hurt. Or you can cooperate well and even get a promise from the woman after she is happy, which is a win-win situation.

Since he couldn't escape no matter what, Hiroki Shimizu naturally made his choice quickly.

……

In the afternoon, when the sun was not too scorching, the three of them went to a large shopping mall that had recently opened. Although it was located in a remote urban area, its size and luxury were not inferior to those in the center of Tokyo.

After being a housewife for several years, Erika apparently became unable to resist such places and had long wanted to find an opportunity to go there with Shimizu Yuki.

It’s just that my husband is very busy at work, and recently he has an exceptionally strict and strong boss, who is a department manager. He often has to work overtime until very late, and even has to work from home on weekends.

Every time Erika saw Shimizu Hiroki coming home with a tired look on his face, she felt so distressed that the plan was naturally shelved.

But now that the three of them are traveling together, not only does she have her beloved husband to accompany her, but she can also help solve her problems with a female friend whom she deeply sympathizes with. It can be said that she is killing two birds with one stone. How can Erika not feel sincerely happy?

Even the haze accumulated in my heart was dispelled a lot, and a lot of bright sunshine seeped in.

Today should be her lucky day, right? Erika thought so.

The mall is full of signs of famous stores with a wide variety of merchandise. As a housewife, Erika can't escape the instinct to compare prices from different stores, and she is almost dazzled by the choices.

Naturally, Hiroki Shimizu could do anything he wanted. He obeyed his beloved wife in everything without any complaints, and he was a perfect example of a good husband.

Although I don't know what the other party is going to do, as long as time goes on, the chances of Mieko to take action will be less and less!

"Mrs. Qingshui, have you forgotten something? It seems that we have other purposes for coming here this time..."

As expected, Mieko was already a little restless, and her face looked very ugly as she walked along.

Especially when I saw Erika, every time she walked into a store, she would take pieces of clothes that looked similar and put them on Shimizu Hiroki to compare them. She never got tired of it and there was a smile on her face all the time.

As a husband, Hiroki Shimizu did not feel annoyed at all. He obediently cooperated with all of Erika's instructions, wiping the tears from his wife's face from time to time, with love in his eyes so strong that it was about to overflow.

And Mieko, who was traveling with them, just felt like an irrelevant stranger.

Unlike the passers-by around them, they would be amazed at how well-matched and loving this couple is. It is a pleasure to look at and they can't help but smile.

Mieko, who was standing by, was almost tearing her eyes out, but she couldn't help but looking away again and again. The jealousy and resentment in her heart were unprecedentedly high and intense.

"I'm sorry, Ms. Arisu, I just couldn't control myself for a moment. My lover seems to look good in any clothes, and I often can't make up my mind, so I get lost in it."

Erika then realized that she was being partial to one and hurriedly nodded to apologize to Mieko. She also patted her husband who was standing beside her, and her eyes were filled with resentment.

"Why didn't Yuuki-kun remind me? Maybe Miss Arisu thought we ignored her!"

Hiroki Shimizu just smiled and said nothing, letting his wife vent her complaints, but he didn't even bother to even look at Mieko Arisu.

This beautiful scene also fell into Mieko's eyes. In addition, Erika was eager to explain... but it sounded like gossipy excuses, which undoubtedly added fuel to the fire. But what else could she say?

The couple looked like a perfect match, just like the prince and princess in a fairy tale. If she said anything more, she would sound like a vicious and despicable old witch.

"It's okay. I'm not pushing you. I just saw a women's clothing store that looks pretty good, and I want Mrs. Shimizu to accompany me to take a look." Mieko pointed to a store not far away and said with a nonchalant smile.

"Okay, let's go now."

Erika readily agreed and enthusiastically took Mieko's arm.

After taking two steps, Erika seemed to remember something and assigned another task to Shimizu Yuki.

In order to avoid suspicion, she even pulled her husband aside and talked in private.

"Hiroki-kun, don't be idle either. Remember to buy some underwear, um... and shorts. The ones you have at home need to be replaced."

"There's no need to explain this in such detail. I'm an adult man after all, and Erika does it herself every time..."

"Then, Yuuki-kun, do you know what color, material, and size to buy? I'd like to hear it." Erika asked with a slightly frowned brow.

"Well, um..." Shimizu Yuuki hesitated for a long time and couldn't give a clear answer.

"In short, you have to follow my instructions! Otherwise, it will be uncomfortable to wear."

Right now, Shimizu Hiroki only wants to get rid of the entanglement of that woman Mieko. As long as Erika is watching her, she won't dare to be too arrogant!

"Well, don't worry Erika, I know everything."

Erika nodded with satisfaction and trotted over to Mieko with the rags. As the two of them walked towards the women's clothing store together, they looked like a pair of good sisters.

However, while she was still chatting and laughing with Erika in the previous second, Mieko suddenly turned around and stared at Shimizu Hiroki who had been watching them leave. Her lips opened and closed with a moderate amplitude, but one could clearly read the meaning behind them.

She also gave an order to Shimizu Yuuki.

139. Does the naughty student Qingshui really need to be disciplined?

Miss Arisu has a great figure, which can almost be described as a round and smooth treasure buried under the loose and bloated sportswear. Erika can't help but marvel at it no matter how many times she looks at it. It is simply shocking and jaw-dropping.

She couldn't help but think that this simple and rustic outfit might be a kind of protection for Arisu Mieko. After all, even she, as a woman, couldn't help but have wild thoughts.

Of course, it is not the kind of scrutiny that is filled with desire, and as for envy and jealousy, that is out of the question.

Of course, all of this is based on Erika's own strong strength.

The most important thing is that she already has the only love of her life, and the other party also loves her deeply, so there is no need for her to embark on the path of female competition.

Erika was simply curious about the softness and firmness of Mieko's juicy and voluptuous body when she actually touched it.

However, their relationship is not yet that good, so she can only think about it.

Erika waited patiently outside the dressing room for a while. The woman inside changed into a thin suspender tight skirt with ease. The speed she displayed showed that she was not a weak point in fashion aesthetics.

If Erika was watching from the side, she would probably just feel ashamed and admit defeat.

When Mieko pushed open the door of the locker room and walked out, she was immediately met with horrified stares from the other women in the room, whose eyes were almost popping out of their heads.

Erika, who had already prepared herself mentally, was briefly distracted for a few seconds before she slowly walked forward, and generously praised the beauty in front of her.

"Eh? Madam Qingshui, something seems to be wrong."

Mieko suddenly looked bitter. After coming out of the locker room, she lowered her head to adjust the part where the shoulder strap connected to her chest, but it seemed that the problem had not been solved.

"Any questions?"

"It seems like it's about to burst. What should I do?"

Mieko's face turned pale and her tone became flustered and helpless, vividly portraying a poor newbie who had just entered the fashion circle, felt extremely inferior, and was afraid of the eyes of others.

"This is obviously the largest size. I am really too fat. Is it not suitable for me to wear this kind of clothes?"

"How could that be? Ms. Arisu has a great figure and her facial features are very memorable. She is a natural beauty. She will look stunning with just a little bit of dressing up. Especially this mature and feminine style is the most suitable for you. Just be more confident, okay? I'll help you adjust it!"

Erika comforted Mieko carefully at the first opportunity, and at the same time adjusted the shoulder strap that was not combed properly for Mieko.

But this naturally cannot avoid skin contact, and such close contact will create a greater visual impact.

She carefully lifted the fabric on her chest, but after just a few slight shakes, ripples began to spread out, and her fingers gently squeezed and it sank into it, just like a ripe fruit hanging heavily on a branch, it felt rich and round, and if you bite it, it would be so juicy that it would leave a lingering fragrance on your lips and teeth.

This undoubtedly put Erika in a dilemma. She really wanted Mieko to exude the feminine charm she had always dreamed of, but with such a mature and charming look, few men could resist it, right?

Who knows how much ignorant gazes and desires this will attract, which will undoubtedly push Mieko, an emotional fool, into the fire pit!

"Ms. Arisu, how about we try another one?"

"What's wrong? Don't I look good in this outfit?"

"Of course not, it's because the effect is so good and so amazing. But as women, we sometimes can't expose ourselves too radically..." Erika explained patiently and calmly, almost teaching her everything she had learned in her life.

"Only when Miss Arisu meets the man she truly loves can she unreservedly pour out and reveal this hidden beauty. Do you understand?"

Mieko pursed her lips and did not answer for a moment.

Her slender and charming eyes were slightly narrowed, as if she wanted to dig out something from every subtle expression of Erika.

Including the fact that she had just deliberately let the other party touch her body, it was just to arouse jealousy between fellow women. This trick had always worked on several other evil women who liked to pretend in front of Shimizu Hiroki, but it had no effect on Erika.

From beginning to end, the woman only spoke softly, and every word of her advice was like that of a gentle and considerate older sister, as if she was thinking about her wholeheartedly.

Was Namieko reformed?

No, the hatred in her heart had already become so strong that it penetrated deep into her bones. She simply felt that this woman was pathetic and ridiculous.

Mieko could no longer bear it and held Erika's arm, looking like a pair of loving sisters.

"It's taken me so long to try on so many clothes. I can't finish trying on all the clothes. How about Mrs. Shimizu, who has a similar figure, help me? Then you can pick out some clothes you like."

"In that case, then okay..." Erika thought for a while and agreed. She did have her eyes on a few other pieces of clothing in the store.

"Ouch, my stomach hurts so much..."

Seeing Erika walk into the locker room, Mieko acted very convincingly, holding her stomach and whimpering softly at the door.