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There is also the ring on Okita Hui's ring finger, which is like a soft yet firm texture. When it touches Hoshino Makoto, it gives him a very different experience.

Very comfortable.

"Does it hurt?" As if she realized that Hoshino was really hurt, Okita Hui asked this question, and then she continued, "Wait a minute, I'll take off the ring."

This was the day she married Okita Masato, and her husband Okita Masato personally put the wedding ring on her finger.

Now she has to take it off with her own hands for another man.

To be honest, I feel quite guilty.

but....

It would be better to comfort Hoshino Shin first, otherwise this bad boy might do something even more outrageous to her in the corner of the train.

Okita Hui thought so.

However, just as she was about to take off the ring, she was stopped by Hoshino Makoto.

"Don't pick it."

"what?"

Okita Hui was a little confused.

Then she heard Xingye Zhen explain: "If I take it off, it will be too unfair to my father-in-law. My mother-in-law and I have already done this, so we have to give him some sense of participation!"

"Pooh!"

Okita Hui was shocked by Hoshino's shameless words, and the tension deep in her heart was also alleviated a lot by his words.

Since Hoshino really doesn't want her to pick it, then let her not pick it for now.

It also saves trouble.

178 Dog Stuck in the Mire

"Shinjuku."

"Shinjuku."

"We have arrived."

"Please be careful not to forget anything, thank you!"

As an unpleasant male voice sounded, Okita Hui increased her hand speed, and Hoshino Shin could no longer bear it.

The two people hugged each other tightly in the last bit of time, whispering to each other, and their hazy thoughts drifted away.

It seemed as if during this short period of time, the whole world belonged to just the two of them.

It was not until the last few seconds before the tram was about to close again that the two of them stumbled out of the tram together.

"Om-!"

The sound of the tram starting again was deafening.

Hoshino Makoto glanced gently at the beautiful young woman beside him, and a faint smile appeared between his brows.

"call--!"

"call--!"

"call--!"

Okita Hui has not yet come out of her emotions and is still breathing heavily.

As if she noticed that a bad guy was looking at her again, she looked back shyly, and seeing the joy written all over the other person's face, she subconsciously started laughing too.

"What are you laughing at?" Hoshino Makoto asked, raising his eyebrows.

"Then what are you laughing at?" Okita Hui asked back, looking up.

The two of them asked and answered each other, giving a sense of being a young couple.

Okita Hui really enjoyed this atmosphere.

But Hoshino really doesn't understand romance. He quickly destroyed the unique atmosphere between lovers with just one sentence.

"Of course I am laughing. Do you want me to buy some tissues for you, my mother-in-law, to wipe your hands?"

Hoshino Makoto answered with a half-smile, his words full of bad taste.

This instantly awakened Okita Hui, who was immersed in the ambiguous relationship with Hoshino Makoto.

'He calls me mother-in-law.'

'yes! '

'He's my daughter's boyfriend and I'm married, how could I have almost forgotten?'

'This is really confusing.'

'I almost thought he was my boyfriend.'

"Just now, I helped my daughter's boyfriend do that on the train, and my hands are still sticky."

'I am a lunatic!'

Women's emotions change quickly, and the rosy color on Okita Hui's face gradually faded because of Hoshino Makoto's words.

For some reason, she shook her head dejectedly, replied "No thanks", then quickly walked to the trash can in front of her and threw the trash away.

He threw all the thick glutinous rice paste in his hand into the trash can.

Then she took out a handkerchief from her bag and carefully wiped the remaining traces of the Hoshino children on her hands.

"Hoshino-kun, I hope this kind of thing won't happen again. If it happens again, I will really call the police to arrest you." Okita Hui warned seriously.

Although Okita Hui is really attracted by Hoshino Makoto's looks, she also likes to have a little flirtation with this handsome guy Hoshino Makoto from time to time.

But what Hoshino Makoto forced her to do today was really too much of an overstep.

Once someone familiar with her knew about it, it would be a dead end. Therefore, she had to tell Hoshino Makoto solemnly.

next time.

Never again will this be allowed to happen.

However, even with such a serious warning, Hoshino Makoto not only did not take it seriously, but the next second after she finished speaking, he stretched out his hands and held up her charming face.

"My hands got wet when I dug deep into your secret base just now. Wipe them off quickly."

Before she could finish her words, Okita Hui exploded.

"You bastard!"

"You actually used my face to wipe such dirty water."

"Ahhh!"

"You want to die, Hoshino Makoto!"

After being with the mysophobic Okita Masato for a long time, Okita Hui also picked up some of the bad habits of being extremely clean. She frowned and looked bitter, and cursed Hoshino Shin a few times in anxiety and anger.

Then he hurriedly picked up the handkerchief he had just used to wipe his hands and wiped his face.

But then an even stickier feeling came from my face, accompanied by a fishy smell.

"Pfft~!"

Hoshino Shin really laughed this time.

"I just lied to you, but now it's your own fault. You can't blame me for this."

"Who should I blame if not you, bastard!"

Okita Hui was furious.

She even forgot what she originally wanted to say, and started to blame Hoshino for his mistakes, talking about how unhygienic this man was along the way.

Hoshino didn't refute and just listened quietly.

Because he knew that in a sense, Okita Hui had indeed been wronged by Hoshino Shinichi.

She has to be allowed to vent her emotions.

Otherwise, the situation would easily turn into what happened just now, and Hoshino would be warned not to cross the line.

After she had vented her emotions, Hoshino Makoto could put more pressure on her again.

'Fourth choice.'

'Turn your mother-in-law into a pet.'

'I took it.'

"It's time to turn her into a dog type like Miyazawa Chiri."

"Or should I turn her into a cat-type like Aunt Ryoko?"

Hoshino really needs to think carefully about what kind of route can cause the greatest psychological impact to Okita Masato.

Masato Okita, a little old man with mysophobia?

The pure white Samoyed stuck in the mud is more suitable for Okita Hui.

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The air in Shinjuku is cool this afternoon. I walked along the avenue into the mall in the cool autumn breeze and started shopping for things I need for playing ball.

First of all, the racket and the ball.

The second is sportswear and a pair of relatively wear-resistant and soft shoes.

Of course, these things are not rare and can be bought near the company.

The main reason why Hoshino Makoto and Okita Hui both went to such a far place to shop was to avoid meeting their colleagues.

It is not a glorious thing for the mother-in-law and son-in-law to meet alone and be discovered.

Simultaneously.

Somewhere further away.

It also made it easier for Hoshino to act.

This is also the reason why when Hoshino Makoto learned that Okita Kei was willing to come to Shinjuku with him, he chose to attack Okita Kei immediately on the train.

We have already run so far together, so it is actually a tacit agreement.

Just like now, after enduring Okita Hui's anger for a long time, Hoshino Makoto conceded that she was fine, so his restless hands once again climbed up Okita Hui's waist.

It's in a clothing store that sells sportswear.

"Ma'am, your husband is so handsome. I recommend these to him. What do you think?"

The female clerk in the clothing store was very sensible. In order to show that she had no other bad intentions, she directly gave the right of choice to Okita Hui, the female companion of Hoshino Makoto.

However, it was this word "your husband" that broke Okita Hui's defense, and she almost fell into Hoshino Makoto's arms again.

"No...it's not..."

Okita Hui hurriedly wanted to explain something.

But Hoshino really speaks much faster than her.

"Is there a fitting room? I want to wear it on and show it to my wife."

179 Take Care of Your Emotions

Okita Hui's well-developed breasts were trembling constantly, and her pretty face looked as if it was covered with powder. The look she gave Hoshino Makoto was hard to tell whether it was anger or shyness.

'What is this little bastard talking about?'

'He...he...he...'

'To say that I was his wife is simply unbelievable, unreasonable and absurd.'

For a moment, Okita Hui felt that the eyes that others looked at her were sizing and examining. This psychological feeling made her feel as if her whole body was being roasted on fire, ready to melt at any time.

'No, no.'

'I must have heard it wrong.'