Female-dominated anime, my wife is the victim

"What? You looked like you couldn't wait to go with me just now, why are you so reluctant now?"

Mizuki Shiranui chuckled, walked up to Jinghe Qiucao, lowered his head and looked at him with a half-smile, his eyes were quite teasing: "You slapped me hard just now, and I still feel Xiaoqiu's burning love on my butt~"

"Who said that? I won't miss you that much!"

Hearing this, Jinghe Qiucao couldn't help but think of the soft and elastic touch, her face turned red, and she glared at her fiercely in a ferocious manner. "Let's go, I need to close the door and rest~"

"Haha~ You're so unwelcoming to me, Xiaoqiu. I'm really sad~"

Mizuki Shiranui pretended to be weak and crying, Rouyi rubbed her eyes as if wiping away tears. She quietly raised her head and glanced at Jinghe Qiucao, and seeing that Jinghe Qiucao was indifferent, she also stopped crying.

"Xiao Qiu is so cruel. She didn't even come to comfort her when she was crying so hard."

"Ha~"

Jinghe Qiucao snorted expressionlessly.

"Really? Well, forget it. I also like the cold and aloof Sister Xiao Qiu. Goodbye, Xiao Qiu."

Mizuki Shiranui blew her a frivolous kiss, then gracefully raised her foot and slowly walked away in her high heels.

Jinghe Qiucao quietly looked at her beautiful back until Mizuki Shiranui entered the elevator and the elevator door was about to close, then he whispered, "Goodbye."

He knew Mizuki Shiranui could hear it.

"Clang."

The elevator door slowly closed, and Mizuki Shiranui smiled slightly, "Sure enough, Xiaoqiu is still the same Xiaoqiu, it really makes people, um~~"

Leaning against the cold wall, until she was about to reach the last floor, Mizuki Shiranui slowly reached out her hand and smoothed out the wrinkles on her clothes on her chest.

Looking at the slowly opening elevator door, Mizuki Shiranui's eyes were as charming as silk, and her beautiful chestnut eyes were flashing with enchanting light.

"We'll see each other again soon, Xiaoqiu~"

It was late at night, and the darkness grew darker, filling the sky like thick ink.

Jinghe Akigusa also cleaned up the room, but considering it was late at night and there was no one around, he didn't let Yukino do it.

"What did Asha ji do today? Why did you use so many tissues."

After tying up a bag of garbage, Jinghe Qiucao stretched himself, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and looked at the pack of tissues on the table that he had just opened this morning and was now empty.

Jinghe Qiucao wrinkled his nose and glared at the oak door of the bedroom, "What a waste! I'll teach you a lesson when I come back later, Ashaji. I have to let you know the consequences of waste. It's decided. You will drink as many milliliters as you draw from this pack of tissues today!"

Pulling the garbage bag, Jinghe Qiucao walked towards the door.

"Click."

"Huh? Qiu, what a coincidence!"

After opening the door, Jinghe Qiucao just walked out of the door with the garbage bag when he heard a familiar voice in his ears again.

When I turned my head to look sideways, it was indeed the clingy white-haired big bitch, Anette.

Frowning, Jinghe Qiucao looked at her suspiciously, "Why do I meet an idiot like you again? Could it be...?"

Arnett chuckled, "Although I really want to say that I was waiting for Qiu on purpose, but unfortunately, it was just a coincidence today."

The identification is complete, a straight woman of steel.

"Take out the trash? Wearing this?"

There was clear distrust in Jinghe Qiucao's eyes.

In fact, Annette's outfit at this moment is not much inferior to her previous sexy tight knit skirt.

At this moment, Annette was simply wearing a white shirt that was a little too small for her. Her plump chest stood out proudly, making the slightly transparent fabric look like a bulging mountain. The tightly wrapped purple lace bra was clearly visible. The collision of black and white was extremely impactful, making the chocolate-colored honey ball of flesh even fuller, as if it could break free at any time.

As for her lower body, she wore a pair of hip-length denim shorts. The soft fabric gently embraced her round peach petals, making the shorts form a perfect arc.

"Because..." Annette lifted a strand of white hair with her index finger and twirled it in circles. She tilted her head slightly, a faint pink color spread across her face, and said shyly, "It's very exciting..."

"Besides..." Annette looked at Jinghe Qiucao, "This is all Qiu's fault. Because of what happened yesterday, I seem to have become strange. I couldn't help but dress like this and go out in the dead of night..."

Blame me? !

Jinghe Qiucao looked at the silly girl in front of him and fell into shock. It was clearly you who knocked me unconscious yesterday, and then you forcibly dragged me to the grove, pressed me against a tree, and squeezed me.

Now you are saying the opposite, that I was too charming and that’s why you couldn’t help committing the crime.

It's broken, I encountered version t0.

"..."

Jinghe Qiugusa chose to ignore Annette's explanation. He just felt that he had been greatly insulted!

Giving her a blank look, Jinghe Qiucao walked straight past her towards the elevator. He was afraid that if he talked to this big, white-haired silly dog whose nutrition only grew on her chest and butt, she might say something good.

Annette blinked and looked blankly at Jinghe Qiucao who was sulking alone again.

What did I do wrong again? Man, it's so hard to understand...

With a slight sigh in his heart, Annette chose to follow him happily and stick close to Jinghe Qiucao to try to please him.

"Ah Qiu, don't you think we are destined to be together? As soon as I came out, I met the person I wanted to see the most, hehe..."

Reaching out and taking the garbage bag from Jinghe Qiucao's hand, Annette leaned against Jinghe Qiucao's slender and soft body, grinning and talking non-stop.

Feeling the touch of beautiful flesh on her face and the rich fragrance wafting from Annette's body, Jinghe Qiuca's face turned slightly red. After hearing her sweet words, whether intentional or unintentional, the blush spread to her ears.

"Shut up." Jinghe Qiucao said shamefully, reaching out and pushing Anette, "Stay away from me, it's too hot."

He didn't refuse! Could it be that Qiu and Ashaji's night life was not happy?

Pursing her pink lips, Arnett felt that she was indeed as Jinghe Qiucao said, she was a little bit hot~

"Eh? Is it hot? I think I'm wearing something cool..."

"Stupid, I'm hot."

Hearing this, Annette put down the garbage bag in his hand, bent his knees slightly and squatted down, wrapped his arms around Jinghe Qiucao's slender waist, rested his head on his shoulder, and rubbed his neck.

"Really? It's a bit hot~~"

"Idiot! You're taking advantage of me again!"

"No way, I was just testing whether you are hot, Qiu~" Annette smiled slyly.

Feeling Annette's warm embrace and the hot air gushing on his neck, Jinghe Qiucao felt his body gradually becoming hot, his heart beat faster, and even his breathing became much faster.

"Ding--"

Just then, the elevator finally arrived.

The ringing of the bell brought Jinghe Qiucao back to his senses from his confusion. This was right at his doorstep!

Breaking free from Annette's arms, Jinghe Qiucao glared at her fiercely and was the first to step out of the elevator.

Looking at Jinghe Qiucao disappearing in the elevator, Annett chuckled, picked up the garbage bag and walked into the elevator.

Chapter 34: The Beauty of the Stairwell

The night was alluring. Squatting next to the recycling station, Jinghe Qiucao was sorting garbage wearing gloves.

"pat, pat..."

"..."

"pat, pat..."

"..."

"pat, pat..."

From the corner of my eye, I caught a glimpse of Arnett's delicate little feet. Each of her dainty little toes was painted with smoky pink nail polish, which complemented her caramel-like delicate honey-colored skin and added a touch of cherry-colored charm.

This guy!

Unable to bear the sound of slippers rubbing against the ground any longer, Jinghe Qiucao looked up and glared at Anette, saying angrily, "What are you doing? It's so noisy!"

"Ah?" Arnett was stunned for a moment after being suddenly scolded. He chuckled and twisted his waist softly. "Aqiu, you know, my job is a model. I'm practicing catwalk now."

"No practice, you're disturbing me."

Frowning, Jinghe Qiucao glared at Annette fiercely. He had so much time to practice, but he came here and wandered around, disturbing me. It was obvious that he did it on purpose!

"Oh, that's a shame~~" Arnett spread his hands regretfully. "I also want Qiu to show me what needs to be corrected."

Hearing this, Jinghe Qiucao paused, quietly looked at Annette's plump legs, took a deep breath, and continued to sort out the garbage with his head down.

"...Don't disturb me."

The muffled voice was clearly audible in this quiet recycling station. Arnett curled the corners of his mouth and a smile flashed across his eyes.

She slowly stood up again, pulled her delicate feet out of her slippers and stepped on the dusty floor. Her slender and well-proportioned thighs looked like sticky sugar threads in the interweaving of light and shadow, as if flowing with intoxicating sweetness.

She looked up at Jinghe Qiucao, her eyes full of mischief and a charming smile on her exotic face, making people unable to look away.

Then, Annette took slow steps, like a cat, landing on her toes. Her two plump, honey-colored thighs alternated back and forth as she swayed her graceful body, and her soft thigh flesh burst into wave after wave of honey.

Annette's footsteps became more and more enchanting. The sound of her little feet on the ground was no longer the noisy sound of slippers. The "rustling" sound of her skin rubbing against the dust seemed extremely tempting. Every step brought out a seductive rhythm, and was stirring Jinghe Qiucao's heart, which had been eager to move.

It seems as if a charming spring song is being played in this quiet atmosphere.

"Ah Qiu~" She gently placed her hands on Jinghe Qiucao's shoulders, and smiled sweetly. Her delicate lips formed a charming arc, opening and closing, and the breath she exhaled was all sprinkled on the wings of Jinghe Qiucao's nose. She whispered in her unique charming voice: "My fashion show, is it good?"

"...It doesn't look good." With his head resting on his back, Jinghe Qiuca avoided Annette's scorching gaze and acted in a panic.

"Oh~ I originally thought Qiu would like it."

Annette said softly, sticking close to Jinghe Qiucao without making any small moves, just watching him work quietly.

When Jinghe Qiucao threw the last drink can into the trash can marked "recyclables", Annette suddenly and quickly took off the gloves in his hands and held his small hand with her boneless jade hand.

"What are you doing..."

Jinghe Qiucao twitched slightly, without moving, and looked up at Annette, only to see that her blue eyes were like the ripples in the Peach Blossom Pond, shining with the sparkling water color.

Jinghe Qiucao lowered his head, without moving his hands, and let her pull him away from the recycling station.

…………

On a clear night, the sky is particularly bright with stars. The drifting clouds gently embrace the starlight. The soft light illuminates the dark apartment stairwell. Two figures are vaguely swaying on the wall, adding a mysterious charm.

Ten white and slender fingers shuttled through Annette's soft pure white hair. Jinghe Qiucao wanted to clench her fingers tightly, but was afraid of hurting Annette. Her fingers opened and closed helplessly, as if she was trying her best to endure something.

"Aqiu~~" A soft voice mixed with a light sigh, Annett looked up and stared at Jinghe Qiucao's watery eyes.

"Ah, Anait." Jinghe Qiucao opened his eyes slightly and lowered his eyes slightly.

Through the window I could see a stream flowing in the garden.

The night sky is dotted with stars, and the clear stream sparkles tenderly under the moonlight.

From time to time, the swaying water made a "splashing" sound, wetting the ground.

"Conductor, we're going to start speeding up~"

Annette's face flushed, her cheeks slightly sunken, her rosy lips pursed without a trace of gap, her eyes seductive.

Her ten fingers gently but firmly embraced Jinghe Qiucao's waist and pulled him towards her.

For a moment, the turbid musk became stronger in the stairwell.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa~"

"Cough cough..."

After a moment, Annette gently let go of Jinghe Qiucao and took a deep breath. She reached out and stroked Jinghe Qiucao's rosy cheek.

The soft and boneless jade hand slid to his sweaty chest, paused, feeling the violent heartbeat, and smiled charmingly.

"Aqiu...don't say anything now~"

Annette turned around and turned her back to Jinghe Qiucao, gently licking her charming red lips with a misty look in her eyes.

"Do you want to drive? My dear conductor~"

The hazy moonlight shone into the dark stairwell and sprinkled on Annette's flexible and smooth back. The slight sweat flowed down, as if a layer of charming filter was applied.

She turned her head and glanced at Jinghe Qiucao with her beautiful misty eyes...