Sakurako looked down and sniffed, but instead didn't smell anything special, but lowered a little bit of the tea itself, which made people frown, because the murder didn't seem to be perfect. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Naoto walked out in a bath towel, his hardsuit but somewhat muscular body wrapped in a bath towel, humming an unknown Japanese song, this man has no preferences, hobbies, and only likes men on top and women below in bed, there won't be any fancy, he deals with things at home every day, he won't hide anything from himself, and sometimes he will discuss bad things in the gang with himself, in general, he respects women very much, as the king of the dark world in Japan, he is more gentle than he imagined and is not good at coaxing women......

Except for a little wooden, it's too gentle, and it's slow to do anything, and it's an advantage all over the body.

It's the type that dresses up casually and makes girls think they're rich as soon as they appear at a bar.

However, such a good person, husband, Sakurako is going to kill her with her own hands..... This made her a little sad, her nose was a little sour, and she recalled that when she became a star, she went to Japan to participate in a performance, and was looked at by an inconspicuous gangster boss, and then lived an admired life, and the picture of happiness in the past is vivid, and he always intimately imagined himself as an excellent, brilliant, and woman who lives in the light.

Yes, you can't be uncomfortable, there's no need to regret it for a man who doesn't understand you, just because he saw himself wrong, so he has to come out of this bad life.

"After soaking for a long time, don't you feel dizzy?" Sakurako naturally held the teacup in her hand, walked over, and handed it to Naoto: "Drink a glass of water..... Drink a glass of water and ....."

Sometimes, when she just saw Naoto smoothly take the water cup and hand it to her mouth, she repeated it again in a trance, which made people confused.

"Oh? Why do you say it twice, is this a good tea that you made on purpose? Uh-huh, it tastes different. He sniffed the taste of the cup noodles, felt it with his eyes, and there was a faint smile of enjoyment on the corner of his mouth.

After taking a bath, I solved the big problem in my heart, I can drink a cup of hot tea when I come out, and my wife is so beautiful and moving, it seems that she has a knack for beauty at any age, what more can a husband ask for, what else can I not get through in life?

"No, drink it, it's time to go to bed." Sakurako turned her back to the glass, nodding at her husband's reflection in the window, and passed the cup to her lips.

She walked to the window, as usual, and drew the cherry-colored curtains, and at that moment Naoto calmly put the cup to her mouth and poured it into her mouth......

Sakurako just closed the window, and the window couldn't reflect Naoto who drank the tea.....

She turned her head and looked at Naoto who was wiping his lips as if he was savoring the taste of tea.

"Feel better?" Sakurako walked over and said, putting her hands on Naoto's shoulders, and the nightgown slowly and naturally fell, revealing a body that is perfect even at this age, and there is a lot more charm than a little girl, which is the mark of being nourished by strong love.

Naoto looked at the body as if he was looking at it, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva as usual: "You still excite me so much, why on earth?" ”

His bumpy hand touched the top of Sakurako's hips, and it was a little shorter than her thin waist, which is also a charm point, like the coastline.

"Because you love me....." Sakurako looked into Naoto's eyes, a precursor to the effects of the drug attacking the brain.

She proudly thought in her heart that before he died, she could look at her body and die, which was also the most wonderful thing in his life, and she had done her best to be benevolent.....

Before Naoto lay down, he put his arm slightly hard, buried his head in Sakurako's chest, and sat on the edge of the bed with Sakurako's legs unsteady.

He drunkenly said, "Yes, I love you...... I love you so much...... Before I met you, I was thrown in stinky water by my parents, beaten by my adoptive parents, bullied by my classmates at school, and went out of society, making a name for myself on the premise that everyone wanted to hurt me, but I never loved anyone......"

His voice sounded extremely fragile, and Sakurako hugged her husband's gray hair, slightly bald head, and gently stroked him, giving him one last moment.

"I saw you dancing on stage, and I was a little afraid that your partner would touch me, and I always used strange postures to keep my distance, and I looked so good, just to the extent that I would be pleasing to the eye, and in all cases, I fell in love with you, because I think that you may also be suffering and reproached, and you have never been truly loved in your life...... Say that you love you, it is better to say that you want to give you love, you give people a feeling that everything is lacking, to this day, I still feel that no one and conditions can meet you, you are always in a kind of gain and loss. ”

"Wife, what do you want?"

Naoto's voice, getting tougher and more direct, no longer had the weakness of the beginning of his speech, but as if stating a fact, one of his hands on the floor, as if preparing to stand up.

"You..... Sleep when you're tired, ...... today Today you are tired. Sakurako said tremblingly, but her hand gradually became stronger, because it happened that Naoto was also straining.

But Naoto was very patient and didn't get up, but his hand moved.

"Whew!"

From under the bed, he took a short knife, and the short knife cut an arc in mid-air, and Sakurako only felt that the short knife in front of him had grown from small to large, from far to near, and poked straight into his white shoulder.

"Hmm......" Sakurako wanted to make a sound in pain, but remembered that she had not had physical pain for a long time, and had been protected by him for so long, except after being beaten by her grandmother and mother when she was a child, she had never hurt again, so that she forgot how to express the pain in her body, should she scream, or should she cry? She didn't know...... It's better to fill the brain with shocking questions, and the pain needs to be judged after the wheel.

Naoto felt that there was no longer strength in his head, it was a loss of strength only when her shoulder was bleeding violently, he slowly raised his head, his eyes were no longer blurred, but extraordinarily clear, unprecedented spirit: "Until the last moment, I want to give you, and to me who likes you, and to me, as a person, who has the right to like someone, a chance!" Even if you answer what you want, I can give it to you with all my might, so that I forget the fact that you want to kill me, and then ...... Pretend that nothing has happened to live, but you can't listen to what I'm saying? Completely discarded the possibility that I might be alive, huh? Is that why you want me to die? Dead ......"

Naoto looked at Sakurako with pity as she covered the wound that had been pierced by the knife with one hand, she looked at Naoto in disbelief, but without the slightest denial.

His tears slipped directly from the corners of his eyes, and there was not the slightest sobbing or redness on the wings of his nose, as if the tears were deliberately drawn from the corners of his eyes, rather than flowing from his eyes that were particularly excited at this time: "You have to die for you to be with that little boy?" You said you want to be with him, it's a big deal to mention it to me, we can get a divorce! ”

Naoto slowly raised his knife.