Tokyo: The life of a literary giant begins with home self-defense!

Chapter 431 Stepmother (Part 1)

The sky was dark, and the entire village seemed to have sunk to the bottom of a silent and quiet lake.

Occasionally a gentle breeze blows, and only at this time do the abundant fruit vines in the courtyard rustle softly.

The unlocked room door was opened as the wind passed by, blocking out the heat from outside, but something still managed to sneak in.

The woman lying in the thin bedding opened one eye, then closed it again.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

Feeling someone hug her from behind, the wife made a sound that was hard to tell whether it was teasing or satisfaction.

"My daughter-in-law is still next door."

Turning over in the bedding, you can see Tatsukawa Tetsu's dark, gleaming eyes.

His wife always thought he was like a cat—somewhat lazy most of the time, but incredibly energetic when it mattered.

"You're not done yet, are you?"

Long Chuanche smiled and reached out to put his arm around the other person's waist.

The lady's room was cool and tidy, but the woman's body was warm.

With a hint of restlessness and a touch of plumpness, she began to break out in a light sweat simply by hugging herself.

"Don't make trouble."

The wife pulled away Long Chuanche's restless hand.

"Did Xiaoqian and your wife sleep together?"

"My wife?" Long Chuanche wondered if the woman was doing it on purpose.

He leaned his head a little closer to his wife.

"They should be asleep by now."

Tatsukawa Tetsu answered with a smile.

Whether the young lady slept well or not, he was very quiet when he left.

"Tsk, tsk, tsk."

The woman's hand reached inside the man's clothes and drew circles, her nails scraping against Long Chuanche's chest.

"This is way too exciting."

Ryukawa Tetsu didn't know what the thrill was, but his wife's courage was growing.

The woman rolled over and straddled her husband.

"Do you know that's called marital infidelity?"

The wife said this with a smile, and a small bulge appeared on the flat-lying bedding.

Long Chuanche glanced out of the bed; the peach he had left there in the evening was still on the table.

"I didn't have dinner."

Longchuan Che tucked the woman's loose hair behind her ear; his wife hadn't left since evening.

"Aren't we eating?"

The woman lowered her head and whispered wet, sticky words in the man's ear.

"Don't you care about what your daughter found out?"

When Tatsukawa Tetsu said those words, Mrs. Takeda, who had been in high spirits and seemed like a female general, suddenly became dejected.

"You bastard, you've come here to annoy me, haven't you?"

The wife bit Ryukawa Tetsuya's earlobe into her lips, but didn't actually bite it.

First, I felt warmth on my ears, then a cool breeze blew in and brought a refreshing coolness.

The man couldn't help but shiver and then pulled his wife away from him, who was kissing and biting him.

He supported the woman's waist and sat up from under the covers.

A crackling sound came from the air as Long Chuan Che looked at his wife, who had been hiding all night.

The woman was wearing a loose-fitting short-sleeved shirt, and glistening sweat trickled down her neck and into the depths of her neckline.

"You won't be this sad even if we break up someday, right?"

Long Chuanche asked with a smile, which made this carefree woman stay in the house and refuse to come downstairs. It seems that what her daughter found out really hurt her.

"What do you think?"

The lady hugged Long Chuanche's neck and rubbed against him.

The sticky sweat added a slippery feeling between the bodies.

“I’ve raised Xiaoxi for over ten years, and today she told me she likes you.”

The wife pouted, looking somewhat aggrieved.

"Does this mean I'm now the bad woman who's stopping her from being with you?"

When they were little, he stopped his daughter from being with him and his sister, but now that they're grown up, he's with Ryukawa Tetsu himself.

The wife couldn't understand it. She'd somehow become her daughter's love rival!

Are you a good person?

Long Chuanche lifted the woman's chin, his face flushed, a hint of sorrow in his eyes.

That alluring charm, however, could not be concealed.

"I'm not a good person?!"

When Longchuan Tetsuichi spoke, his wife was very impatient. The woman patted the floor of her house with a haughty expression.

"I'm supporting both of you troublemakers all by myself. Even the old monk has to call me a female bodhisattva when he comes!"

Long Chuanche didn't understand what was so great about someone who spent his time at home admiring himself and bossing around two little kids.

"What are you planning to do next, lady? You're going to Kyoto tomorrow, aren't you?"

Long Chuanche didn't bother arguing about how much she had done since childhood; it was enough that this woman appeared after his mother's death.

He held his wife's waist to prevent her from falling, and pressed his hands firmly into her waist.

The lady had a very alluring figure, full in the right places and excessively slender in the wrong places.

Long Chuanche wanted to hold his wife's waist and sway her, but the woman had lost interest after he had just interrupted her.

"What can be done?"

The lady sighed.

"Bearing the eternal infamy of being a 'bad woman'"

The lady's voice was melodious and gentle, and Long Chuanche had serious doubts that she could dance with a small fan.

"okay."

Long Chuanche patted the woman's buttocks to help her get up.

One reason he sneaked over at night was because he was afraid his wife wouldn't be able to understand.

"You're a woman first, and then her mother, you know that?"

Ryukawa Tetsu didn't know why his wife was so insistent on being Akane Takeda's mother.

Perhaps they didn't want their hard work of the past ten years to be in vain.

I stood up and turned on the bedroom light.

The light stung their eyes, illuminating the slightly damp corners of their clothes.

Longchuan Che sat down next to his wife's dressing table and took a small knife to peel the peaches he had brought up that evening.

The peach is juicy, just like a perfectly ripe lady.

"Love is neither good nor bad, it's just a matter of who gets it from whom."

Longchuan Che stuffed a piece of fruit into his wife's mouth and made her suck the juice off her fingers.

The fruit had a soft and sweet taste, and the wife sitting on the messy bedding rolled her eyes.

"We only have a physical relationship, not love."

The woman's words made the man pause in his act of peeling fruit.

Thinking back to her engagement a few days ago, her fiancé looked completely indifferent.

"What did you say?"

Long Chuanche asked with a smile.

"You said it yourself!"

The wife was startled by the other party's smile; Long Chuanche's smile was definitely not a good sign.

"Love of the soul resides above the waist, while love of the body resides below the waist."

Long Chuanche never expected that the boomerang from more than half a year ago would hit him.

At that time, my wife was still a submissive woman who would rather die than submit.

"Physical love is also love."

Longchuan Che cut off a piece of fruit for the woman who had been hungry all night, and the wife was surprised to find that he was actually quite gentle at this moment.

It was a faint light, like the sunlight floating in the bedroom.

"Ok."

The woman said this somewhat stubbornly.

"There's a bit of it in my heart too."

Making a tiny gesture, Long Chuanche rolled his eyes, preparing to deal with the other party later.

"correct."

Ryukawa Tetsu, who was stuffing fruit into his wife's mouth, suddenly frowned.

Why is your sister in such a hurry to go back to Tokyo this time?

(End of this chapter)