My new wife discovered my past

The store has a spacious layout and warm-toned décor. It not only sells donuts, but also other desserts such as egg tarts, cakes, and ice cream.

"Welcome, what can I do for you?"

"One cream strawberry donut, one egg tart, and two cups of hot latte. Take them all away. Thank you."

"Yes! A very good deal of 1450 yen~"

The hospital where Noriko Shimizu works is Tokyo Shinjuku Kujo Hospital. As the name suggests, it is a private general hospital under the Kujo Group.

After leaving the donut shop, Watanabe drove to the hospital in less than ten minutes.

About five minutes after I sent the message to my wife, a woman in a gray skirt and a white chiffon shirt opened the passenger door.

"Tetsuya-kun~" Noriko Shimizu extended her left hand, and the diamond ring on her ring finger was eye-catching.

Watanabe leaned over and held it. It was cool and smooth, as if he was playing with a piece of jade.

She used the force to get into the car, and just as she closed the door, she gave Watanabe a gentle hug, then stared at him and muttered, "I just got off work, and was teased by those gossipy women again."

"What do they say about people who have experienced similar things to me?"

"Moving to a new house, buying a new car, and stuff like that. He always told us to stick together. And, um... and... asked us when we were going to have a baby... um, yeah, that's all."

The latest electric car of the "Three Body" brand slowly traveled through the street intersections in Tokyo and then stopped at a traffic light on a tram track.

Noriko Shimizu looked ahead and noticed her husband Toru Watanabe's gaze. She tilted her head slightly and looked at the traffic and people on the road. Her mind was in a mess. She could hear her heart beating like a deer. Her body felt weak, so she had to raise her hand to tidy up her hair to divert her attention.

The tram passed by with a clanging sound. In the near distance was a residential house, in the far distance were clusters of high-rise buildings in Tokyo. The orange sunset cast a large orange halo. As a newlywed young woman, Noriko Shimizu still had some of the immaturity of a girl. Her cheeks blushed and she was about to collapse in the passenger seat.

Watanabe Toru reached out in time and put his arms around his wife's shoulders, and then without saying anything, he pressed his lips against hers until the changeover light changed from red to yellow and then to green.

Another car honked behind them. The newlyweds, who were kissing deeply, came to their senses, smiled shyly at each other, and felt a little sorry for the car behind them.

It wasn't until the car started moving again that Shimizu Noriko noticed the donut shop's packaging bag. Her eyes lit up and her eyebrows curved: "Lucky~ I found a bag of wild donuts! I'm really hungry."

"Go and ask Tathagata... No, use the Master Ball!"

"Hahahahaha~!" Jizi covered her lips with her hands and smiled ladylikely. She tore open the package and said contentedly, "There's also coffee. Days like this are so happy."

She likes cream strawberry flavored donuts, and her husband Watanabe likes egg tarts, so during the next two or three red lights, Kiko took the opportunity to feed Watanabe egg tarts and coffee.

The couple's newly purchased apartment is in Yotsuya, opposite the Shinjuku Gyoen National Garden, and there is a large supermarket more than 300 meters away from the apartment building.

Watanabe Toru parked the car by the side of the road and prepared to go shopping for food and daily necessities for the next three days with Noriko.

Following the recipe, I had omelette rice, sukiyaki and mapo tofu tonight.

After buying pork and ribs from the meat section, the Watanabe couple pushed the cart and walked towards the vegetable section while chatting.

The man is tall and straight, handsome, wearing black-framed glasses, and speaks in a soft voice. He has always been careful to protect the woman beside him from coming into contact with passers-by; the woman has a slim and stylish figure, with a beautiful and graceful appearance and a quiet temperament, which reminds people of the graceful actresses of the island country in the 90s, and she has always been snuggling up to the man beside her.

Suddenly, Watanabe felt a sense of being watched.

He turned around, his eyes fixed on a shelf, where the back of a tall and stylish woman happened to disappear around the corner.

"Tetsuya~what's wrong?"

"Oh, nothing, I think I saw someone familiar..."

"Who is it?"

"I don't know, maybe I'm seeing things."

After hearing what her husband said, Kiko didn't pay much attention to it and continued to concentrate on choosing steak and pasta.

When I got home from shopping, the first thing I did was turn on the air purifier.

Noriko Shimizu walked into the kitchen and began to prepare dinner. Watanabe was also busy taking out the clothes from the laundry basket last night.

Instead of just throwing them into the washing machine, Watanabe separated the coats and underwear, threw the coats into the washing machine, and washed the underwear by hand.

After washing and hanging up, Watanabe mopped the floor again before sitting on the sofa to rest.

Looking at his wife's busy and slender figure in the kitchen, the perfect curves of her body outlined by the apron made Watanabe moved both physically and mentally.

I stood up and walked over to see Noriko preparing sukiyaki. This stew required no technical skills, but it worked!

After making the judgment, Watanabe, who was standing behind his wife, lowered his eyes slightly, pinched the woman's slender and soft waist with both hands, and then pressed his whole body forward.

"Yeah! I'm preparing dinner~!"

Watanabe buried his head in Noriko's neck, deeply sniffing the orange scent on her body, and speaking incoherently.

"What did you say?"

"…I said, let's have a child."

Watanabe lowered his head and Noriko raised her head, the couple looked at each other, the fiery heat hidden in the silence in their eyes was difficult to hide.

"Girl."

After repeating it once more, Watanabe suddenly grabbed Noriko's waist with both hands and lowered his head.

“Ugh~~!!”

With a crisp "ding~" sound, Noriko Shimizu put down the spoon and fumbled with her hands to turn down the fire.

The bubbling soup in the Sukiyaki pot calmed down, and then as time passed, it became agitated again under the slow cooking fire...

"Tetsuya~ Don't! Clothes... Don't! They're in the kitchen..."

"Okay, Jizi, please be patient for a moment. I'll help you tie your apron later, okay?"

"……Um."

Chapter 3 Just the daily life of an ordinary couple

Nearly an hour passed quietly. Lying on the bed, Noriko Shimizu was too tired to speak. She just wrapped herself in the quilt and closed her eyes to rest.

Watanabe pulled his hair down to cover his forehead and put on his black-framed glasses again.

He lay on his side with his hands on his shoulders, holding Jiko in his arms, looking at his wife's sweet and peaceful sleeping face, a smile inadvertently appearing at the corner of his lips.

Toru Watanabe likes, likes very much, and likes the most, both Noriko and her current life.

Wrapped in the same quilt, Watanabe could personally feel the woman's hot skin temperature gradually becoming just a little hot, slowly returning to its former soft and jade-like state.

He can't put it down.

The woman's white and tender belly made a timely request for food. Watanabe's hand paused for a moment. Noriko tilted her head and opened her eyes to look at him. The confused water in her eyes seemed to be about to overflow. There was a hint of sweetness in her hoarse voice:

"I'm hungry...my stomach."

Reaching out to smooth over Kiko's hair, Watanabe rubbed her cheek with the back of his hand: "It's my fault, Kiko, don't get up yet, I'll go to the kitchen to heat up the food."

Not forgetting to kiss Kiko, after coaxing her, Watanabe got out of bed and went to the kitchen.

The Sukiyaki pot was already cold, so he turned on the gas stove to heat it up again.

Watanabe can cook, otherwise he couldn't have been eating instant noodles or cheap 50% off bento boxes from convenience stores when he lived alone in Tokyo for the first year. But he doesn't know how to cook many dishes, and the taste is just average, barely edible. However, after Noriko's hands-on preparation, the miso soup tastes unexpectedly good.

Watanabe was not afraid even though he felt someone approaching from behind, and his heart was no longer as tense as it had been in Kyoto.

Because he knew the woman behind him was Noriko, his new wife.

"Tetsuya-kun~~

"Feel sorry……"

Noriko Shimizu put her arms around Tetsuya Watanabe's waist, rested her head on his broad back, and murmured.

The miso soup was ready. Watanabe listened to his wife's depressed words and tone, and knew the reason.

He turned off the gas stove, held Ji Zi's hand around his waist, and comforted her: "What's wrong? What's there to apologize for?"

"……Do not!"

She held Watanabe's arms even tighter, as if she was afraid that he would run away, or even more afraid that her beloved husband would be taken away by another woman. Even her voice couldn't help but tremble a little.

"I feel really sorry. Tetsuya-kun was so gentle, caring, and fond of me, and took care of me in every way...but I couldn't even fulfill my duties as a wife. I never let—"

The following words were extremely embarrassing. Noriko Shimizu could not speak. She buried her rosy face, pressed it against Watanabe's back, and whispered:

"I've never let Tetsuya-kun enjoy himself once..."

Hearing what Noriko said, Watanabe patted her hands, turned around and gave her a gentle hug, then held the woman's red and hot cheeks and said to her in the most sincere tone:

"For me, I don't particularly care about this aspect. What I want is the resonance of soul and body after I and Kiko fall in love with each other and care about each other and like each other.

"So, Jiko, please stop thinking like that, and stop blaming yourself or thinking that you are bad, okay? All we have to do is to be willing to do our best and give our best to each other, that's enough, understand?"

As Watanabe was talking, Noriko's pearls were falling. He didn't feel annoyed, but used his thumb to carefully and gently wipe away the pearls that slipped off for her to prevent them from ruining her makeup.

Although Jiko's makeup had been almost ruined on the bed just now.

Quickly adjusting her mood, Jizi nodded and agreed, showing her gentle smile: "Okay! Let's eat, I'm really hungry~"

"Okay, my Miss Kiko~"

The dinner of two dishes and one soup was not sumptuous, but it revealed the sweetness of the couple's daily life everywhere.

After dinner, Watanabe and Noriko went to wash the dishes together. Watanabe wanted Noriko to have a good rest, but was rejected.

He washed the grease and she washed with clean water.

After wiping her hands, contrary to her usual behavior, Noriko Shimizu took the initiative to undress and lowered her head to get close to Tetsuya Watanabe.

"One more time, please... Tetsuya-kun~"

"Ok?"

"Well, child...I want a girl~"

A firm tone and a look without regrets.

After learning of Kiko's determination, Watanabe did not disappoint her and picked her up by the waist and carried her into the bedroom.

.........

This time, Toru Watanabe still didn't have enough fun.

.........

The woman next to him was already soundly asleep. Watanabe sighed. How long had it been since he had such a satisfying sex?

As he looked up, his mind inexplicably recalled the days in Kyoto.