Doraemon: Start by taking care of Nobita Tamako

Over and over again, with extreme acceleration and deceleration, and constant shouts from people below the road asking the truck to pull over, the car keys were twisted until they turned red.

"You... you still have the nerve to say that. It's you, the little scoundrel, who made me like this."

Yuan Jingyu took the initiative to stick out the tip of his tongue and kissed the collarbone, his face flushed unspeakably.

Then, during the frequent learning, he said with difficulty: "The keys in the car are almost worn out... and I let others listen to the engine sound, um~~~~"

"What's wrong?"

"Since I have the capital, of course I want to show off. I think the voice can be a little sweeter."

Hiro Nobi put an arm around his wife's waist, matching her breathing perfectly with his own.

The other hand skillfully climbs the mountains and rivers of unknown size in the world.

“Don’t talk nonsense…!!!”

The sound of her pouting was immediately drowned out, leaving only a cute snort.

"Jingyu, do you want to have a child?"

Hiro Nobi was condescending, learning in a missionary way, and carrying two banners.

The textbook was pressed down.

"Okay, as long as it's what you want, Hiro, it's okay to ask for one more now while you can, in case you don't have one in the future."

Yuan Jingyu's voice was full of shame, as if filled with water vapor, and her breath was burning. She spoke intermittently in extreme excitement.

After the young boy's teeth chattered and the large amount of magic continued, the lady gently stroked the back of his head.

There was no change in the car keys, after all, this was just a rest stop on the journey.

"!!!"

"Just like that... being... being..."

"Still going on...why...why can't I do this..."

In the pitch-black darkness under the bed, Minamoto Yoshio couldn't believe the answer he heard.

But his wife's cries kept ringing in his ears, reminding him that the war would last a long time.

How could he not feel heartbroken when seeing his wife being so affectionate with another little kid? His whole heart began to shake.

He really wanted to fall asleep like this, but another force stubbornly supported him. It was an experience he had never had before.

He should be angry, but he didn't think so in his heart. Listening to Yuan Jingyu's coquettish words, he actually felt a sense of satisfaction. It turned out that his virtuous wife had this side.

The man's breathing gradually became rapid, his mind began to become excited, and gradually developed in a strange direction.

The seeds of darkness took root and sprouted.

……

……

The next day, the first rays of sunlight in the morning filtered through the gauze-like curtains and sprinkled into the room, rendering everything in a hazy golden color.

Nobi Hiroshi was still sleeping soundly on the bed. A pair of snake-like arms appeared behind her back, burying her in the soft sweetness.

"Wake up, Xiaohong. Even though it's the weekend, you can't sleep in."

"Auntie still has to make breakfast for Shizuka, otherwise she will be late for her interest class."

The wife twisted her body and lay on the boy's chest, calling softly like a cat.

One hand was pressing on my lower abdomen, hmm, things were slowly changing as morning approached.

"Well... let's go quickly..."

Hong woke up in a daze. His sleep quality was not up to standard and he only rested for about three or four hours.

"Ah."

Yuan Jingyu leaned over and gave her a kiss, then left reluctantly. A feeling of emptiness instantly overwhelmed her. She slowly walked to the cupboard, changed into home clothes, and prepared to go downstairs to make breakfast for her daughter.

However, you have to go to the bathroom first, otherwise you will dirty the floor.

"Woo~"

From the victim's perspective, the ankle part can be seen, and the larger sole of the foot is not the little ghost.

Angry shouts were heard from under the bed again. Minamoto Yoshio, with a haggard look on his face, propped his head upwards and moved his hands and feet back and forth.

"Good morning, Uncle Yoshio!"

"How did you sleep last night? Or did you not sleep at all?"

"Free resources should be pretty good, hehehe, it's a pity that you have to go on a business trip and won't be able to listen to them for a long time."

Nobi Hiroshi dragged the man out from under the bed using telekinesis, changed his clothes, and looked at him with a smile.

He has such dark circles under his eyes, it looks like he really didn’t sleep all night. So pitiful that he can’t even generate electricity with his hands.

"Woo woo woo~" (You bastard)

The man looked at the boy with hatred, wishing he could kill him and sleep on his skin. He never expected that such a hateful kid would run into his den. His daughter really let a wolf into the house.

"Okay, uncle, don't be so excited. Auntie just made a mistake that every woman would make. You should forgive her, right?"

"Jie Jie Jie~"

Looking at the victim's angry face with amusement, Nobi Hiroshi sat in the chair in silence.

With her little feet swinging, she saw Shizuka's departing figure outside the window, then untied Mr. Minamoto Yoshio's rope and set him free again.

"You brat, I'll kill you!"

Minamoto Yoshio suddenly stood up and rushed downstairs. No man could accept the inhuman humiliation he suffered.

He rushed straight into the kitchen, picked up a kitchen knife, swung his arm, and swung it towards Hong with great force.

"Stop right there, what are you doing?"

Yuan Jingyu shouted angrily and stopped her husband who was about to lose control.

But Hong is not an ordinary shota. He uses his telekinesis to press the victim to the ground.

"What's going on? Why can't I move? What did you do, you bastard?"

With his face on the ground, Minamoto Yoshio stared at jfyf in front of him with his eyes wide open.

"Yixiong, stop being unreasonable. I don't love you anymore."

"I know you can't accept this fact for the time being, so let's get a divorce..."

Jing Yu said this mercilessly, with a cold look in his brows, without any intention of retaining anyone.

"No, no!"

"You know that I love you very much. Even if you don't think about me, you should think about Shizuka's feelings."

Yixiong burst into tears and knelt on the ground almost beggingly. The light above his head seemed to become even more gloomy.

Even so, he still loves his wife deeply.

"It's up to you. You don't have to divorce me. As long as you are willing to accept Xiaohong, I belong to him. From now on, you are only fit to sleep in the next room or listen at the door."

She curled her lips and looked at her cowardly husband, and the disgust in her heart increased to a higher level.

She has already made the biggest concession. If possible, divorce is the best option. After all, she doesn't want Hiro Nobi to misunderstand her.

And we must consider our daughter's psychology and not let her be a child without a father, even if the father is in name only.

As for listening at the door, isn't it also for the other party's sake? You can also listen to the sound, right?

Chapter 83 Farewell, daughter commits crime in front of son-in-law?

"Okay... okay... I promise you, as long as we don't get divorced, wuwuwu..."

"I love you so much, really Jingyu, I really can't live without you."

Minamoto Yoshio knelt weakly on the ground, bitter tears dripping down his cheeks to the back of his hands. He really didn't want to leave his wife, and it was also for the sake of his daughter.

However, when the victim heard Jingyu say the words "listen at the door", his heart couldn't help but tremble a few times.

Maybe it was surprise, maybe it was reluctance, but the most real and direct feeling was excitement.

Yes, ever since he lost that ability, he has lost interest in that kind of thing, but after listening to the live broadcast for a night, his mentality has changed.

The alternative stimulation made him drool just by imagining his wife and the shota.

"That's great, Yixiong. This way we don't have to get divorced. I'll go help you pack your luggage now so you don't miss your flight."

Mrs. Shizuka smiled warmly as she packed her suitcase and began to work on the necessary clothing and supplies for her husband's business trip.

Well, she is indeed a virtuous wife, if you ignore the purpose.

"Jingyu, I'm leaving now. Remember to call me more often when you have time."

Minamoto Yoshio dressed in a suit and prepared to leave home again.

He felt extremely complicated, his eyes fixed on the right half of his wife's buttocks, and his Adam's apple rolled noticeably.

"Take care, uncle. I will take good care of Auntie. You don't have to worry. I will also give her a healthy baby."

At the entrance, Nobi Hiroshi saw his wife off with a smile on his face, waved goodbye with his left hand, and put his right hand behind his wife, kneading her unscrupulously.

The cute boy’s head only reaches his wife’s shoulders, and the picture is very beautiful.

When passersby who didn’t know saw this, they thought it was his wife and children seeing off their husband who was about to leave. What a happy man!

"Goodbye, husband..."

Yuan Jingyu trembled all over, but did not resist. She still watched her husband walking away with a smile on her face, and did not change her expression at the abnormality of her body.

It was a bright and pleasant morning.

"Click~"

The door closed, Jingyu breathed a sigh of relief and then turned around, shyly looking at the little hand that was still making trouble.

"How is it, Auntie? It feels really special to be... in front of your husband."

The young man's lips and teeth slightly opened, his beautiful peach blossom eyes slowly turned red, and the tip of his nose trembled slightly, obviously showing that he was very excited.

After just one night, I experienced unprecedented fun. In the past, I had only watched similar plots.

However, why would he do such a cruel thing? It definitely has nothing to do with me.

Oranges grown in the south of the Huai River are oranges, while those grown in the north of the Huai River are tangerines, because of the difference in water and soil.

According to this logic, it is logical and reasonable for us to behave in a simple way just because we are living a simple life.

"Aunt Jingyu, can you help me make breakfast now? I'm a little hungry."

Nobi Hiroshi silently withdrew his hand and touched his belly. He worked for six hours without drinking a drop of water and made his brother suffer.

In fact, I was already satisfied after the third hour, but when I thought about the victim still down there, I couldn't stop at all.

"Okay... Auntie will do it for you right away, but it's really too much for Xiaohong to just ignore her after she has aroused him."

With a slightly resentful moan, Yuan Jingyu's eyes swept over Hong stickily, licked the corner of his mouth, and pounced on him with bright eyes.

Pah Dang~

He fell heavily to the ground, and before Nobi Hiroshi could react, he felt dizzy and his wife had already approached him.

Her knees pressed down two short white arms, like a strange big sister on the side of the road.

"Auntie, we are still at the door, in case we are discovered by others."

When he opened his eyes, Nobi Hiroshi was hit hard by his impressive capital, and he was caught off guard. A big hand had already grabbed his game controller and started to harden the software.

"What are you afraid of? Auntie just wants to enjoy breakfast now."

Touching the red cheek with her fingers, Mrs. Jingyu was obviously out of her mind. She began to disarm and remove her restraints, preparing for a hearty battle in the entrance hall.