Nobita, quickly use your invincible treasure bag to think of a solution!

Just like that, after the "family of four" had their midnight snack, Irene originally planned to take Carolan and Nobita to the garden to play, but lightning flashed outside the window, and suddenly heavy rain poured down. Carolan felt sleepy and a little tired.

"Mr. and Mrs. Irene" had no choice but to take their daughter and nephew back to their room to sleep.

Carolan fell asleep to her mother's lullaby. It was the first time she had a sweet dream since she came to her new home.

Knock knock knock!

"Nobita, I'm coming in."

Irene pushed the door open and sat on the chair beside Nobita's bed, ready to coax Nobita to sleep just like she did with Carolan.

As a ghost mother, Irene, the "mother", cares about her "children" more than ordinary mothers.

However, this "mother" was so focused on singing a lullaby to Nobita on the bed that she didn't notice that there was another Nobita floating nearby.

There were actually two Nobitas in the room, one was lying on the bed with a piggy blanket covering him, and the other was floating in the air naked.

The one lying on the bed had dull eyes and no breath, while the one floating in the air had a dirty look and a smile on his face.

"Auntie, I can't sleep. I don't want to listen to lullabies. Can you show me some other talents?"

Both Nobitas spoke at the same time, but only the one on the bed made a sound. The scene was very strange, but Irene didn't notice it. She was still looking at Nobita on the bed affectionately with her button eyes.

"Then my dear Nobita, what talent do you want to see me perform?"

The more children's souls the better, and Irene never refuses any snacks that are offered to her door.

"Of course it's Yue Dui... ahem, of course it's singing and dancing!"

Nobita almost blurted out his true thoughts, but quickly changed his words.

"But...I can't dance?"

To Nobita's surprise, Irene can't dance.

What a waste of such a good figure, I took off all my clothes and you told me you can't do it! ?

Nobita secretly spat, looked down on this useless ghost mother, and said casually: "That's okay, Auntie, you should go to bed and coax me to sleep."

Nobita in the air moved his ten fingers slightly, and Nobita on the bed lifted the quilt and moved his body to make a space for Irene.

"Then I'll sing a lullaby to you, Nobita."

Irene lay on the bed, hugging Nobita, ready to hum her favorite song.

Holding Nobita's body, Irene hummed a lullaby. It must be said that Irene's lullaby was quite powerful. Soon Nobita felt exhausted and his eyelids kept fighting.

The room was pitch black, with lightning and thunder outside the window. The lightning briefly illuminated the scene inside the room. Nobita, who was originally lying on the bed, was now lying in Irene's arms.

The bed became old and rotten, with countless spider silk hanging around it, wrapping around Nobita.

Irene, who was still singing a lullaby at the side, had changed a lot at this time. She had a slender figure, narrow cheeks, and her short hair had grown longer and was tied on top of her head. Her two hands turned into metal claws under the lightning, and she stroked Nobita's little head in her arms from time to time.

"Go to sleep, go to sleep, my lovely little snack. I'm waiting for you to fall into my trap. I can't wait to taste your brains!"

The saliva from Irene's mouth dripped onto the ground, and her expression showed an extremely hungry look, as if she was going to swallow Nobita into her stomach in the next second...

Chapter 5 Do people have two faces?

Peeling lamp!

After being exposed to the flashlight, the human body will generate a new layer of skin, and the old skin can be shed off. After the skin is inflated, it will have the same appearance as the person.

Nobita uses a peeling lamp to shed a layer of old skin, inflate it, put on clothes, and then put it on the bed, while his real body floats in the air using telekinesis.

The reason for doing this is that Nobita wants to know if the fake Irene can see him?

When in the living room, Nobita noticed that this aunt's eyes were a little wandering. She could accurately "see" Carolan's actions, but when she was setting the plate for Nobita, she put the knife and fork upside down.

In order to test whether this auntie really has vision, Nobita first tentatively stretched out his finger and waved it under Irene's desk, but the other party did not respond at all.

Nobita knocked the knife and fork off the ground, and the other party ignored Nobita's outstretched hand and picked up the knife and fork on the ground.

Until Nobita put his hand into Irene's pants!

Sleeping together in the back bedroom, Nobita also proved that Irene really has no vision.

It was a coincidence. Nobita had planned to leave a substitute behind and then go out on an adventure to explore the world. But just as he put on the substitute's pants, Irene walked in.

He was also lucky. Irene couldn't see, so Nobita had to take advantage of the situation and tested that he found out that Irene had no vision. Especially when Nobita was floating in the air, Irene completely lost sight of Nobita.

Then Nobita doesn't need to be polite to this aunt!

I swallow my anger in the real world and go in and out of the small world.

Irene isn’t the only one with two faces!

……

Life is a mess and needs to be mended.

The Jones family is the kind of family that doesn't know how to sew. When a cabinet at home falls down, Nobita needs to come and fix it.

It is impossible for Irene to be proficient in carpentry. As for the nominal head of the family, Mr. Charlie, he can do nothing except make a cup of coffee, go back to his room, and continue to play with the keyboard.

Oh, if we have to say what Mr. Charlie can do, it’s cooking. He calls it an art, and Nobita, who has tasted Mr. Charlie’s cooking, said it was delicious!

Obviously, you only need to add some salt and spices, but Mr. Charlie always has his own ideas. He can't control the amount of seasoning and often adds some unnecessary seasoning, which makes the taste of the dishes he makes hard to describe.

Only Irene could eat Mr. Charlie's food, but if she really couldn't eat it, she would use bread as a substitute.

People like Carolan couldn't eat it at all, so when she saw that piece of unknown stuff, she would choose to heat up French fries and hamburgers in the microwave.

Compared to the meals her father cooks, Carolan thinks burgers and fries are incredibly healthy!

What's even more outrageous is that the Jones family's rule is that Charlie cooks, Irene washes the dishes, and Carolan stands aside.

Nobita could understand why Carolan had a special liking for the fried rat disguised as fried chicken last night. If you think about it carefully, if Carolan didn't know that she was eating a rat, then there would be no big problem.

It's better than the duck neck in pre-prepared dishes. People only look at the duck neck and beef and don't ask where the rat meat went.

hum-

Sawdust was flying everywhere. After drinking the carpenter juice, Nobita's body had the function of carpenter's tools. His hands could be used as saws, hammers, drills, etc., making a cabinet door was a piece of cake.

After finishing the cabinet doors, Nobita saw that there was still a lot of wood left. After some thought, he decided to make a few chairs.

Because it was physical work and dirty, Nobita put on an apron and did the carpentry work naked.

Even though he is very young at this moment, he can still exude male hormones!

Nobita, who often exercises in bed, has angular muscles on his body. Especially in the eyes of a certain person, he is a piece of tender and delicious young meat, which is well-trained and has the right hardness and softness.

Irene stood by the window holding a cup of coffee, staring at Nobita who was doing carpentry work downstairs. Her eyes almost flew out and stuck to her nephew. She narrowed her eyes slightly, licked the beauty spot at the corner of her mouth with her pink tongue, and her breathing became a little rapid. It seemed that she had thought of something, and her body leaned against the wall, trembling...

"Have it!"

Suddenly, Irene opened her eyes, a gleam of light flashed in them, she turned around and sat on the chair, her ten fingers of both hands tapping the keyboard wantonly, and a line of text appeared on the screen.

"There is a relationship between him and me that cannot be spoken of. I am the grassland where he can roam freely, and he is my majestic little wild horse. We..."

Irene kept typing on the keyboard, and the lines of text flowed smoothly. She typed much faster than most failed authors, and even the plot was very eye-catching.

In just a moment, an article titled "Me and My Little Wild Horse" was freshly produced. The document was sent to the editor via email, and the editor was called to ask for help in reviewing it.

After getting a positive answer from the other side, Irene stretched her soft waist, and her plump figure wrapped in a white sweater shook again and again. Unfortunately, she was the only one in the room and no one appreciated it with her.

The plump legs fell down, and Irene got up and went upstairs to the bathroom with new clothes and new underwear.

The inspiration that comes from a spring always comes at a price!

……

Nobita made dinner himself. Originally, Charlie should have done it, but since the first day Nobita arrived and saw the unknown substance on the plate, he took the initiative to take on the task of cooking intermittently.

Why intermittent? The reason is that Charlie always goes crazy from time to time, buying some ingredients to research new recipes, saying that researching new recipes can give him inspiration.

Cola chicken wings, vegetable salad, beef stewed with radish, stir-fried dishes, three dishes and one soup, even someone like Irene who pays attention to nutritious food has nothing to say about it, not to mention that Nobita made these dishes using a housework apron, and the taste is absolutely amazing.

Even Charlie, who was hiding in the house concentrating on studying a novel, came out of the room to enjoy the delicious food on the table.

Only Carolan was indifferent to Nobita's delicious food. She heated the dry hamburger in the microwave and then went back to the room with her drink.

Nobita knew that this cousin was having a quarrel with him.

But Nobita didn't intentionally disrupt Carolan's life in another world these days. Who could have known that Nobita's target was a demon who specialized in persecuting children?

And Nobita didn't sneeze on the cake on purpose. So, is the strawberry cake made up of a cake base disguised as a snake and strawberries disguised as cockroaches edible by humans?

As for knocking over the drinks in the chandelier and wetting the sweater of the ghost mother Irene, Nobita admitted that he did it on purpose because he just wanted to see the devil's figure.

All in all, Nobita is doing this for Carolan's own good.

Unexpectedly, Carolan took Nobita's kindness for granted and gave him the cold shoulder for several days. Nobita was almost wronged to death!

But in order to avoid alerting the enemy, Nobita couldn't say anything. It was really more unfair than Dou E.

Chapter 6 Beautiful Fantasy

Just as Irene promised before marriage, the job of washing dishes was given to her after marriage. Even though Nobita said he could do this job by himself, Irene did not agree to let Nobita wash the dishes alone. Instead, she came to the sink and washed the dishes with Nobita.

While washing dishes, Nobita always felt that someone was staring at him, and this gaze was quite aggressive, as if it wanted to strip him naked, making the hairs on his body stand on end.

When encountering this situation, Nobita immediately suspected whether there were any spies of the ghost mother around.

This woman likes to send mice to monitor the people in the villa. Nobita has killed quite a few of them with his telekinesis, and even fed a lot of them to the black cat, but there are still endless cases.

What's more troublesome is that Nobita cannot kill all the mice within a radius of dozens of miles at once, as that would be equivalent to touching the tiger's butt directly and directly irritating the mother ghost.

It's annoying!

After shooting the heads of several rats in the kitchen ceiling, Nobita threw the rat carcasses out of the room and continued washing the dishes.

Aunt Irene said that washing the dishes was her responsibility, but she liked to wash the dishes together, and some of the dirt was still stubborn.

"Damn it, you disgusting piece of filth, get off me now!"

Nobita held a brush in his rubber gloves and scrubbed the dirt off the dishes.

But after brushing for a while, Nobita felt a chill on his back again, and someone was staring at him again.

The distance was still very close, it was obvious that the ghost mother was secretly observing him, what a damn devil!

Nobita transferred all his anger to the plates in his hands, and scrubbed every plate and bowl clean.

But what Nobita didn't know was that the person who was actually peeping at him was right next to him.

And that person is Irene!

……

"What should I do? The more I look at this little guy, the more I like him. Why is he so obedient? And he has such explosive muscles. If he can treat himself like a plate..."

Irene imagined herself being roughly treated by Nobita and pressed somewhere indescribable, and she felt her body becoming restless again.

The noisy world disappeared from the woman's eyes, and the scene in front of her changed. It was still the same sink and the same plate, but then a pair of hands came around from behind, holding the plate in the woman's hand while also hugging her arms tightly, pulling her into his arms.

"Auntie, this is not the way to scrub dishes. You need to use more force..."

A magnetic voice came from my ears, and the strong body transmitted the hot temperature to my back and then to my whole body.

hot!

……

when!

The plate slipped out of her hand, detergent splashed out, and white orange-flavored foam fell on Irene's chest, and she woke up as if from a dream!

"Nobita, I'll leave these plates to you. I still have work to do!"

She came and went in a hurry. Irene was like a gust of wind. She pressed her hips on the chair without taking off her apron. Her ten fingers were flying on the laptop like butterflies. Lines of text appeared quickly on the computer... until Irene let out an alluring moan, and the words on the screen stopped abruptly.

[To be continued! ]

The huge [To be continued] indicates that the story is not over yet, but Irene has already completed the third act of her novel. She had been holding back on writing the third act for three days, but today she finally thought of it and wrote it down!

Walking out of the room, Irene looked at the little boy standing on a chair, wearing a sanitary cap on his head, standing on tiptoe to wipe the cupboard. She licked the beauty mole at the corner of his mouth with her tongue, revealing a greedy look in her eyes.

This nephew is her lucky star, maybe he can help her get back to the top!

“Woohoo~”

A cold breeze blew in through the open window, and the chill under her pants reminded Irene that she still had to take a shower.