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

Maybe he had fallen asleep, but the message didn't show as read immediately. After Shimizu Hiroki confirmed it again and again with no results, his mood suddenly fell to the bottom.

He then put down his phone and glared at Mina Sakai with anger.

The woman only felt satisfied and happy. The jealousy in her heart was greatly relieved, and she undoubtedly became more and more excited.

Mina Sakai put down the table without stopping, and even pushed aside the gap that Shimizu Hiroki had unbuttoned under her instructions not long ago, and then dived in like two lively fish.

The body temperature that surged at that moment was like falling into the depths of an active volcano, almost scalding her.

The reason why she can do this so easily and comfortably is all due to Mina Sakai's good dance skills that she has practiced since childhood. Even though her legs have been stretched out as comfortably as possible for such a long time, she does not feel sore or weak at all.

On the contrary, the ten toes were flexible enough to perform any complex movements, almost the same as the palm of a hand, grabbing and releasing, curling and shrinking, all of which made the man retreat step by step, and he could only close his eyes and endure. His hands hanging under the table were clenched into fists, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

The muscles all over his body couldn't stop trembling and tensing, pressing against the woman's soft soles. Mina Sakai looked at the man's distracted look because of her, and smiled beautifully and charmingly, like a bunch of red roses blooming wantonly.

"Hey? Where's my wallet? Did it fall on the ground?"

The drunken and vague voice of Minamikawa Yuna rang in his ears, and it was like a thunderclap that suddenly woke Shimizu Yuuki up.

By the time he came to his senses, the other party had actually squatted down and was looking under the table!

"Nanchuan, don't... don't..."

"Found it! It must have fallen to the ground accidentally."

Minamikawa Yuna, who was lying under the table, picked up the wallet and her eyes naturally swept under the table. The most eye-catching thing was undoubtedly Mina Sakai's pair of jaw-dropping long legs. The gray narrow-leg suit pants matched with thick-heeled leather boots showed her cold and arrogant royal temperament, which made people want to worship her.

As if possessed by a ghost, she tilted her head and glanced at the half of Shimizu Yuuki's body under the table, her eyes fixed on the obvious and particularly strange bulge. She was drunk to the point of wanting to vomit, but she actually had a good appetite again, and she secreted a lot of saliva between her lips and teeth.

Nanchuan Youcai was so hungry that she started to have wild thoughts.

Mrs. Shimizu is really incompetent. She only bought such a small suit for Section Chief Shimizu to wear? This is obviously not worth keeping!

If it were her, she would definitely be the more perfect wife, right?

150. Dilemma? Blood blooming in the dark night

The dinner was coming to an end and the atmosphere at the table was very lively. As usual, they had to have another round, and their destination was a nearby karaoke bar with a good reputation.

Hiroki Shimizu was in a dilemma for a moment. Should he reveal in public that he had to leave first because of family reasons and catch Mina Sakai off guard, or should he just follow the crowd and go to karaoke? In front of so many people, Mina Sakai would not dare to be too unscrupulous.

Both of these have their advantages and disadvantages. The former is undoubtedly a slap in the face of Mina Sakai. It is unknown what terrible consequences will be caused by such a reckless and tough attitude.

The latter can only be regarded as delaying time at best. I am afraid that in the end, everything that should and should not happen will have to go through a complete cycle, and there is no need to think about going home early.

No matter who he is, the only thing that Shimizu Hiroki is certain of is that Mina Sakai seems to like him very much in bed and actively displays her strong and controlling side, but once she returns to reality, this woman obviously selfishly regards him as her property and cannot tolerate any transgression or disobedience from him.

Hiroki Shimizu had been mentally prepared for this. Mina Sakai's initial docility and obedience were all disguises without exception.

It seemed like she was considering him wholeheartedly and giving him so many choices, but in fact she was just forcing him to choose the one he wanted.

Compared to Mieko's relentless and purposeful coercive threats, which were only meant to eat meat, it was essentially no different. Instead, it was inferior and in the end, she would get nothing.

Mina Sakai was extremely nostalgic for the gentleness he exuded in his natural state, which was like bathing in the sun, but she was also reluctant to give up the so-called sense of security that came from having him completely imprisoned in her palm.

From the moment Shimizu Hiroki realized the true nature of Sakai Mina, he knew that this woman was awkward and twisted from beginning to end, and that she had brought the current situation upon herself.

"Excuse me, I need to go to the bathroom."

Unable to drink, Hiroki Shimizu decided to wash his face to cheer himself up.

As soon as he stood up, he noticed Mina Sakai's sticky gaze.

The two men looked at each other. The amusement and mockery in the woman's eyes made it seem as if she had regarded him as having fallen into a trap, and there was no way she could escape the pitiful fate of being disemboweled and eaten.

"Section Chief Shimizu, are you drunk? Remember to watch your way."

Minamikawa Yuna, who was sitting on the other side to make way, was only focused on the curve of Shimizu Yuki's lower body, which was gradually becoming loose again, but was still not to be underestimated, and her throat couldn't help but roll.

He is really slutty in his bones! Does Section Chief Shimizu know that he is so erotic?

I don't know how Director Sakai could hold back and talk with Section Chief Shimizu for so long in the office every day. If it were her, she would just lie on top, unbutton her pants and start sucking...

Yuuki Shimizu couldn't guess the specific content of the disgusting sexual fantasies in the mind of this woman, Yuna Minamikawa, but he was very clear about her gaze that was obviously filled with sexual desire. These things almost constituted his miserable first half of life.

Although he felt uncomfortable, Hiroki Shimizu didn't take this woman who posed no threat to him seriously at all and just wanted to maintain a basic relationship as colleagues.

"How about I go with Section Chief Shimizu?"

"No, I didn't drink much."

The woman's kindness was certainly not for advancement, but she had ulterior motives, and Shimizu Yuuki flatly refused and went to the bathroom alone.

Before and after entering and leaving the bathroom, out of his past cautious habits, he paid close attention to whether that woman, Sakai Mina, had followed him out, fearing that she was going to do something serious again.

During those days that he would rather not recall, he did not know how many times these incidents happened in places like men's and women's public toilets, empty classrooms after school, and the grove behind the teaching building. Subconscious anti-reconnaissance had been firmly engraved in Shimizu Hiroki's instincts.

After finishing his work, Hiroki Shimizu walked out of the men's restroom, washed his face, and looked at himself in the mirror. The fatigue and uneasiness that extended deep into his heart were the source of his pain that he could not escape at all.

He flipped through his phone which had only half the battery left. Because of Mina Sakai's obstruction under the table, the love message that he had sent out long ago had never been marked as read.

[I love you, too, Erika]

These few short words had been repeated countless times in their communication between husband and wife, but now they seemed so glaring and ironic.

"I love you too, Erika? Haha, what a perfect and loyal husband you are!"

The woman's voice came quietly from behind, her cold palm pressed on the back of the man's hand that was resting on the sink, her thin red lips rubbed against his ear, exuding a rich and warm rose scent, revealing the woman's identity without any concealment.

Of course Shimizu Hiroki couldn't accept his most precious thing being casually peeped at and touched, and then laughed at nonchalantly. He turned off his phone immediately and turned around to scold the woman.

"What are you doing here at this time?!"

"Of course I'm here to give Yuki performance targets. I know you must be very distressed now, right? It's not easy to not know what will happen next and have to accept it all, right?"

Mina Sakai smiled and pushed the man back to where he had no way to retreat. He supported himself with his hands on both sides and his waist and abdomen were against the sink, so he could only move his upper body slowly backwards.

"Don't worry, don't be too nervous. After all, this is only Yuuki's first mistake. Although I am very sad, I just want to give him a small punishment and won't take it too seriously."

"If you have something to say, just say it. Don't waste time."

"There's no need to be so anxious. It's been a long time since Yuki and I have been intimate in a place like this. Why not take this opportunity to relive it? It can save a lot of time, and Yuki can go home earlier."

Mina Sakai actually had this idea, but when she heard the footsteps gradually coming outside, she had to give up and leave it for next time.

"It's really boring here. I might as well use my hands to entertain myself. I'll leave for the second half of the round."

She took out a room card and put it in Shimizu Yuuki's chest pocket, "But Yuuki, don't go too far and make me wait too long in the hotel. Doing that kind of thing with your hands... It's not comfortable at all!"

The woman's coquettish tone made Shimizu Hiroki feel sick both physically and mentally. He took the room card and put it into his wallet. His silence from beginning to end showed that he was heartbroken.

"If you perform well, I will send a special car to take Yuki back. Maybe he can even say goodnight to Mrs. Shimizu in person."

"Well, it's dirty here. What if my colleagues see it? I'm so careless."

A smile was plastered on Mina Sakai's alcohol-stained face. Before leaving, she considerately wiped off the bright red lipstick marks on Shimizu Hiroki's neck.

"Well, if I put it here, I can't see it, right? When I come to the hotel... I have to see this lip print!"

She tore open Shimizu Hiroki's collar, completely disregarding the man's wishes, and left a red lip print on the thin and delicate collarbone, then walked away in her clacking high heels.

……

"Why aren't you here yet? Karaoke?"

"Jirohira, stop vomiting on me!"

Hiroki Shimizu supported Changichi Shirohei, who was almost unconscious from drinking, and resisted the urge to throw him out. The two followed everyone in the department and headed towards a karaoke bar not far away.

"Waaaaaah! I want to go home so badly! Shimizu-kun, do you understand? I want to go home so badly..."

"Huh? Didn't you just clamor to go to karaoke?"

Shimizu Hiroki frowned, a little worried that Cheng Pingchang would vomit on him.

The reason why he went along was simply to pretend and take good photos... so as to cover up the entire itinerary for the night, but he didn't expect to run into such a funny person.

"I can't take it anymore. I really can't take it anymore. Shimizu-kun, I really want to vomit now that you said that. It's really coming. Ugh, ugh..."

"Hey, hey, hey, this is a red-light district, hold it in, kid. If you vomit here and affect other people's business, I don't know if some gangsters will pop out!"

Shimizu Hiroki was sweating profusely and wanted to pick up Cheng Ping Changyi and quickly leave this place of trouble. However, he felt that the two grown men were a bit disgusting, so he had to give up the idea.

"You can't blame me for abandoning you then. Let's go to the alley over there."

"I love you so much Shimizu-kun, you saved my life!"

Without forgetting to say thank you, Cheng Pingchangyi then held onto the wall on one side of the alley and vomited violently, as if he was going to vomit out all the food he had eaten in the past few days.

Plus, Cheng Pingchangyi is a person with heavy tastes, so that scene... is really disgusting.

Shimizu Hiroki didn't want to look at them any more, so he turned his head and looked around the alley they were in.

The dim street lamp at the very end was now shining in the distance with the one above their heads. The entire road section in the middle was plunged into a blurry grayness, with only one or two street lamps occasionally flashing on.

Even in the busiest streets in the city center, such alleys are not uncommon, and they are adjacent to some gray industries nearby, which makes them particularly suitable for shady activities.

Shimizu Hiroki had the most basic sense of crisis and knew that he couldn't stay in such a place for long. He urged Cheng Pingchangyi, who was vomiting violently, a few times and slowly withdrew his gaze.

Just at the last moment, another street lamp lit up without warning, and just in his peripheral vision, the light was dim, the dark clouds blocked the thin moonlight, the towering alley walls blocked the dazzling flashing neon lights, leaving only endless darkness like an abyss.

The woman in the black coat stood quietly under the street light. What attracted more attention was the burly man lying on the ground, twisting and rolling like a loach broken in two. He was forced into a corner, and his actions seemed to be begging for mercy.

Until the woman raised her legs, the evening breeze blowing into the long alley lifted her wide windbreaker, and her tall and beautiful body burst out with incomparable violent beauty at the moment when she stepped towards the man without hesitation.

Shimizu Hiroki stood there in a daze, watching the woman slowly gather up the hair scattered around her ears. Her consistent indifference was like squeezing a bug to death.

The air seemed to be still for a moment, and then the man's heart-wrenching scream suddenly swept through the entire alley, waking up the dazed Shimizu Yuki.

The color of the night was finally no longer monotonous. The gushing blood drew a familiar pattern on the night sky, which finally brought back the past that was too painful to recall.

The evening breeze passed by the nose with the smell of blood. The woman in the darkness rubbed the blood on her high-heeled boots on the concrete floor, turned her head, and met Shimizu Hiroki's eyes.

151. Erika's Late-Night Visit

Late at night, ten o'clock.

Arisu Mieko stood at the entrance, looking stunned, obviously not believing that someone would come to visit her so late at night.

In this huge Tokyo that does not belong to her, the only people she knows well, besides the Shimizu couple, are probably her competitors like Mina Sakai.

So...it couldn't be that Shimizu Hiroki was so thirsty in the middle of the night that he was nostalgic for her body and came to her to quench his thirst, right?

If such a thing were to happen, she would rather believe that the gods in this world would really answer the prayers of believers.

Mieko pulled out a hidden knife from the shoe cabinet and looked out doubtfully.

The late night visitor standing outside the door, Shimizu Hiroki's beloved wife Erika was actually standing at her doorstep alive?

Mieko immediately put down the knife, opened the door, and the gloom on her face gradually turned into a bright smile.

The next second, she covered her mouth, looking shocked.

"Mrs. Shimizu? It's so late. Why are you here?"

"My husband is not home tonight..."

In order to shock the audience, Mieko stared blankly at the beautiful wife outside the door, who was half biting her red lips and had a troubled expression. She rubbed her hands nervously and wanted to say something several times, but finally she said something that caused a huge misunderstanding.

No...sisters?

Didn't I make it clear last time? I'm really not a 姫! Could it be that you are the 姫? !

Mieko was speechless for a moment. It took her a long time to sort out her thoughts and gradually regain her composure.

"Mrs. Qingshui, do you have something to say?"

"Huh? I... I just couldn't sleep, and I wanted to find someone to talk to. Thinking about the friends I can still meet often in real life, it seems that Miss Arisu is the only one."

Erika noticed the stiff smile on the woman's lips, "I am disturbing you, right? Then I'd better go back first. Sorry to bother you."

"That's not the case. I'm just a little weird, that's all. Then... come in quickly."

How could Miezi let go of the little lamb who came to her door obediently?

"Come to think of it, Mrs. Qingshui is the first guest in my house?"

"Is that so? That's really an honor."

In the living room, Erika held a cup of hot tea somewhat awkwardly, her eyes looking around as she took in this empty rental house that had no trace of life in it.

If the house wasn't so clean and tidy, and if there wasn't warm tea available at any time, she would have really thought that there had never been any tenant living in this house!

And according to Erika's expectations, Ms. Arisu, who has no sense of fashion sense and thinks she has no feminine charm, should have a messy house. It should be greasy, right?