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Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Sasaki hugged Xiahua, who had previously said "Ora Ora" to him, and whispered to him that Takagi had "cheated on him".

The afterglow of the purple palace, Xiahua, was still sitting in Sasaki's arms, with a pair of shining jade hands hanging on her lover's neck. Her face was like a peach blossom in March, her watery eyes blinked slightly, and she frowned and said:

"How can Gao Mu be such a scumbag? He already has such a beautiful lover, why does he still look for someone else!"

"Hmm... maybe it's better to have flowers at home than in the wild..."

Just when she was halfway through her words, the bright eyes of Zizhimiya froze into a frost, obviously Sasaki's words had touched her sore spot.

What I hate most in my life is people who change their minds all the time.

If she couldn't bear to teach Sasaki a lesson, would she be reluctant to teach others a lesson?

Not thinking about the possibility that Sasaki was deceiving her, Shionomiya Natsuka clenched her fists and said coldly:

"I'm going to teach him a lesson!"

He broke open her clenched fist and rubbed it into his palm. Sasaki shook his head and said, "She is now Tsukimi Chifuyu's lover. How can you beat her up for no reason?"

"He cheated on her!" Zi Zhigong argued confidently.

"But there is no evidence now." Sasaki shook his head.

He really had no evidence because Takagi was not cheating at all.

But what if he didn't cheat?

Based on "groundless charges" and "intentional acts", he has now cheated.

It's so easy to make boys make mistakes.

Just wait for Takagi's results to come out on Wednesday, and then my own results will come out on Friday.

Comparing the two, the stupid Chifuyu must be...

While thinking in his mind, Sasaki heard Xia Hua say dissatisfiedly:

"What should I do?"

Tilting his head to give her a kiss, Sasaki held Xia Hua tightly in his arms, "You never thought that this was an excuse for me to lie to you."

Knowing what it feels like to be betrayed by the person you trust the most, how could Zizhimiya Xiahua doubt her lover because of an outsider?

She twisted her waist and sat astride Sasaki's arms.

Zizhimiya hummed like a sleeping piglet, her soft pink lips exuding a warm and soft fragrance, and she bit Sasaki's ear silently.

My heart itched, and when I thought about the time... Sasaki asked dryly:

"Didn't Aunt Chiyingzi tell you to go home early? Aren't you going to get up?"

Without any intention of retreating, Zizhigong Xiahua straightened her waist forward. Her flexible back became well-defined due to the sunken spinal groove. The clear muscle lines and white, soft and tight skin expressed an indescribable sexiness.

Because they were sitting face to face, Sasaki couldn't see behind her, but he knew that he felt a lot of pressure in his heart.

The slender arms went around Sasaki's neck and embraced his shoulders, and Murasaki Natsuka touched his lips with seductive eyes.

"But... isn't Sasaki Fuyumi-san already up?"

"..."

I have to say that Zizhigong Xiahua is really the one who likes to play the most among them.

Rinka wanted to win his favor, so she forced herself to play wild.

But Xia Hua loves to play from the bottom of her heart.

The two are fundamentally different.

Taking a deep breath, Sasaki responded to her scent and jokingly said:

"Xia Hua, you weren't like this before."

"He usually looks so serious..."

It seemed like he didn't expect Sasaki to compare his usual self with his current self.

Zizhigong Xiahua replied with a vague look in her eyes:

"This...isn't this what you said you were going to do last night?"

What do you mean by stepping up the intensity? Are you testing me?

I realized that she was deliberately fooling me.

Sasaki didn't care. Who would reject a girlfriend who likes ***...

"Then please increase your strength..."

"Hmm~"

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Afterwards, on the way to send Zi Zhigong home.

Sasaki carried his schoolbag, held her hand, and stood by the road, waiting for the green light. "Xiahua, didn't you say you wanted to teach Gao Mu a lesson?"

Next to her, holding her lover's arm and enjoying the evening breeze, Zizhigong Xiahua softly responded:

"Ah."

"But didn't Fuyumi say there was no evidence?"

"But there won't be no evidence forever. Once I get the evidence, you can send it to Yue Mi. After they break up, you can deal with Gao Mu. First use courtesy, then use force."

I'll go take care of Takagi, and you go comfort Tsukimi, right?

Glancing at her lover who was trying to take advantage of a bargain, Zizhimiya Xiahua wanted to warn him not to be unfaithful anymore, but after thinking about it, she decided not to say such unpleasant words.

First of all, morally and logically, she is not the eldest wife, and such matters of the "master" having affairs outside should be left to the eldest wife to teach him a lesson.

What I need to do is to unite with others to stop him from having affairs again.

The names he had read out before, plus his own, made a total of eight people... Each person would take one day, taking turns. Even if he was made of iron, he would be ground into molten iron by them.

Don’t you want to attract a lot of men and live a happy life?

I won’t stop you. If you have the energy, just go for it.

Thinking about how to turn Dong into a 夂, Zi Zhigong casually replied:

"it is good."

"Then I'll trouble Xia Hua."

After finding the bad guy, Sasaki felt that it was time to find time to call Fuji Tsubaki.

After sending Xiahua home, Sasaki walked back home slowly.

"I'm back." After opening the door, Sasaki greeted the dark entrance in a flat voice as per their custom here.

Because long before Otsuhei called, Sasaki knew that Yuuka and the others would be living in the school dormitory tonight, and Aunt Kyoka would be back around nine o'clock, so he was not surprised that there was no one at home.

Close the door, turn on the light, take off your shoes and put on slippers.

Sasaki unbuttoned his clothes, carried his schoolbag, and came to the living room.

Throw the schoolbag on the sofa.

Sasaki took off his black collar, revealing the white shirt underneath. He unbuttoned his cuffs, rolled up his sleeves, put on the light yellow apron that the maiden wore every day, and went to the kitchen.

If he is the only one at home, he is too lazy to cook.

After all, you still have to cut vegetables and wash dishes... It's so troublesome, it's far less convenient than eating a bowl of instant noodles.

But if Aunt Jingxiang doesn't have to work overtime tonight, she will come back.

No matter whether she has eaten or not, as long as you prepare it, it will increase her favorability.

These little bits of goodwill will eventually add up and one day they will be enough to erase the last two words of "Auntie" from Jingxiang's name.

Thinking of this, Sasaki took out the vegetables and meat he would need for tonight from the refrigerator that was filled with fruits and drinks, and threw them into the basin to wash them.

I went to the bathroom on the first floor and set the water temperature and amount of soup in the bathtub.

Then I threw in the carbonated soup, which is the effervescent tablet, to relieve the pain in the waist and shoulders. After that, I covered the thermal insulation board and went back to the kitchen to cook dinner.

Sasaki has had a good relationship with Aunt Kyoka's family since he was a child.

So when I was a child, I also stayed at their house for a period of time during the winter and summer vacations.

Sasaki knew what they liked to eat.

Today's dinner is specially prepared to show my courtesy to Aunt Jingxiang, so the food we cook is naturally what she likes.

Sorry guys...your update today was washed away...I need to drink more water to recover...

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Chapter 144 Warm Poems

"I'm back~"

She closed the door and put the key on the shoe cabinet. After a day's work, Kyousuke Tsurugi's voice sounded a bit like wrinkled white paper, tired and dull.

Before she could take off her shoes and put on slippers, an unexpected response came into her ears.

"Welcome home."

Three seconds after the voice fell, a figure wearing a light yellow apron walked from the living room to the entrance and came in front of him.

Looking at the tall figure standing under the warm light and looming over her, Kyoka Hirata seemed a little surprised.

She wasn't surprised that Fuyumi was home.

It's past nine now, and he's at home normally.

She was surprised that Fuyumi wasn't in the room.

Compared to girls who like to watch evening dramas, most boys during this time period will play online games with classmates in their bedrooms.

As a normal boy, it is normal for Dongjian to like playing games.

So she never thought that Dong Jian would respond to her.

But what surprised her even more was that Fuyumi was wearing an apron.

Was he cooking in the kitchen just now?

Kyoka Tsurugi knew that there were cooking classes in both junior high and high schools.

But few boys of his age are interested in cooking. Compared to cooking, they are more passionate about playing games.

Rather than handling pots and pans that they are not good at using, they would rather wait for their parents to cook and call them to eat...

parents……

After knowing why Fuyumi could cook, the surprise in Kyoka Tsurugi's eyes turned into tenderness.

Without waiting for her to smile, Sasaki came up to her, bent down, took out the pair of slippers that belonged to Aunt Kyoka, and placed them in front of her.

Then she stood up, naturally took off the bag on her shoulder, stood aside, and said with a smile:

"Welcome back, Aunt Kyoka~"

She was a little uncomfortable. No, it was probably because she had never enjoyed such treatment from her family. She looked up at Sasaki who was smiling faintly and said helplessly:

"Ah, um~"

But the older man is the older man after all, and after being caught off guard, he quickly regained his composure.

She held onto the wall with her hands, took off her shoes, put on her stockings, and put her shiny little feet into slippers under the warm light above her head. With a gentle smile, she asked:

"Has Fuyumi eaten yet?"

"Nope."

He responded softly.

Sasaki slung the bag in his arms over his shoulder, came behind her, put his hands on her soft shoulders, gently kneaded them to relax her, and pushed her lightly: