A journey through the underworld, starting from the Tsubakihara family.

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To relieve the heat in her body, Yi Ye held the popsicle stick in her slender hand, and then couldn't help but stick out her soft and smooth little tongue, letting it wander over the delicious popsicle.

"Slurp... Hmm..."

The pleasant taste stimulates the taste buds, making Yi Ye more and more proactive.

She kept munching on her popsicle like a greedy kitten, two adorable dimples appearing on her cheeks.

The hot mouth enveloped the popsicle, melting it into glistening droplets that then trickled down her throat and into her stomach.

Watching his hardworking wife, Makoto Jingu couldn't help but stroke her hair and slowly begin to move.

She ate a little too quickly, and Otoha made a cute "woo-woo" sound.

However, she quickly learned to eat the remaining popsicle in her mouth better by widening her mouth.

After countless attempts, Otoha finally finished the popsicle.

Thick popsicle juice filled her delicate red lips.

"Waaah! Cough cough cough!"

Yiye sat face down on the bed, coughing incessantly from the choking, with excess ice water spilling from the corners of her mouth.

However, the taste in her mouth still made her swallow mouthful after mouthful without realizing it.

After swallowing, she parted her red lips slightly and licked the stick, which still contained saliva and popsicle juice, clean.

Let's start with ourselves in the "Clean Plate Campaign".

"What a little glutton! But well done," Jingu Makoto praised him generously.

Meanwhile, Otoha was already agitated by Shingu Makoto's actions, and she couldn't wait to turn around and face away from him.

Just like a puppy wagging its tail at its owner, it wagged its plump, pert buttocks.

All notions of modesty have long been forgotten.

All I can say is that women in their thirties understand.

Yi Ye stretched out her hands and proactively parted her panties, revealing two slightly parted peach blossoms.

At this moment, the water had already flooded Jinshan Temple, and the situation was out of control.

"Shin-kun, this is the place. It needs you..."

Looking at Otoha, who was crying and pleading with tears in her eyes, Jingu Makoto mischievously teased her, "Where is this place, and what do you need?"

"Waaaaah, it's my mango! I want, I want Jingu-kun's... giant popsicle!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than something forcefully squeezed in.

"Oh oh oh..."

Whether it was pain or satisfaction, Yi Ye let out a long sigh.

This beautiful peony will finally bloom tonight.

Chapter 111 Late Night Snack

As night deepened, the bright moonlight shone through the gauze curtains, casting a hazy silver glow over the room.

Outside the window, the cool summer night breeze gently rustled the treetops, carrying a touch of lazy comfort.

Inside, however, the scene was quite different – ​​intense heat.

Come in!

A child about the same age as her daughter walked in.

The pot was suddenly stuffed full, and Yi Ye couldn't help but widen her eyes, her body twitching with fear.

How could she possibly eat such a large and numerous late-night snack?

Meanwhile, Makoto Jingu couldn't wait to start cooking the ingredients.

After his preheating preparation, the oil in the pot was heated to the perfect temperature, and its rich, mature aroma, reminiscent of orchids and musk, was exceptionally strong.

He first gently stirred the juicy ingredients in the pan with a spatula, and then slowly began to stir-fry the delicious ingredients that had been soaked in sauce.

The spatula scrapes aside the layers of ingredients, allowing the perfect heat to set as the steam rises from the pot.

The two large, millstone-sized woks were also being stir-fried mercilessly over high heat by Jingu Makoto, leaving the smooth surfaces covered with red oil stains, water droplets, and splattered sauce.

"Wait... slow down... the fire is too big..."

Yi Ye lay on the bed, her usually gentle and dignified face filled with seductive charm, and her moist cherry lips parted slightly as she uttered words she had never imagined before.

In her mind, what Jingu Makoto burned was not a delicious late-night snack at all, but an addictive poison.

No woman could resist such exquisite culinary skills.

"Shin-kun...please...please..."

"Be careful... I'm still in danger..."

Although she said that, she adjusted her posture to make it easier for the spatula to move around in the pan.

The young chef behind him accepted all the precious ingredients that were delivered to him without any hesitation.

He simply increased the pressure, and with a "whoosh," the spatula sank completely deep into the ingredients, sizzling as it mixed all the seasonings into the pot.

With a final, rapid stir-fry, the broth in the pot had thickened to the point where it could be pulled into threads.

Seeing that the delicious late-night snack was finally about to be ready, Otoha suddenly straightened her back, and pink hearts filled her pupils.

She couldn't contain her craving for delicious food:

"Ahhh, Anada, it's so delicious, ahhh...!"

The ingredients in the pot shrink violently under high temperature, oozing out glistening juices.

Seizing the opportunity, Jingu Makoto pressed the spatula firmly against the bottom of the pot, allowing all the essence to blend perfectly.

puff-

The scalding sauce churned in the pot, and Yiye's abdomen rose and fell rapidly with her breathing; the deliciousness in the pot had reached its most tempting moment.

When the last bit of heat was just right, Jingu Makoto deftly turned off the heat, completing the Chinese cooking.

The ingredients in the pot gleamed enticingly, their plump and juicy appearance demonstrating the precise control of the heat in this dish.

Yi Ye remained silent for a long time, as if the pause button had been pressed, seemingly deeply impressed.

Meanwhile, Makoto Jingu looked with satisfaction at his still slightly trembling masterpiece, admiring his wife's smooth and translucent jade back.

"Otoha, how are you feeling?"

Seeing that she still did not answer, Jingu Makoto's lips curled up, and he reached out and grasped the heavy white jade bamboo shoot, circling and swimming around the tip of the shoot.

During the culinary exchange just now, he discovered that Otoha was particularly sensitive to this place.

With just a gentle touch, the mature and delicate body of the woman before him would soften and become completely at his mercy.

"Hmmmm~"

Sure enough, Yi Ye, who had been pretending to be dead, soon let out a cute moan, and the alluring fragrance became stronger again.

She couldn't take it anymore and turned her head, her pretty face still flushed with a lingering blush, her eyes shyly fixed on Shingu Makoto.

"You little brat, I already told you it's dangerous, and you still..."

“But Otoha is clearly very proactive.” Jingu Makoto leaned closer and breathed on her small earlobe, causing the beautiful woman to tense up instantly.

"Besides, Otoha calls me Anada, so it wouldn't be a problem for her to have a baby for me, right?"

He deliberately avoided mentioning that he could avoid it, and continued to maliciously harass Otoha.

"Well……"

To Makoto Jingu's surprise, the woman in front of him was not as shy as he had imagined; instead, her expression became subtle.

"You said it yourself, Jingu-kun!"

She suddenly sat up and took the initiative to hug Jingu Makoto's neck.

Warm, moist lips pressed against mine, clumsy yet passionate.

Those long, voluptuous legs also wrapped tightly around his waist.

For a woman in her thirties yearning for nourishment, the appearance of Makoto Jingu was like rain after a long drought; once she tasted it, she could no longer endure the dryness.

Just give birth.

Once this idea took root, it madly occupied all her thoughts.

Feeling the warmth of Otoha, Jingu Makoto continued making the late-night snack without any hesitation.

If your wife isn't full, then keep cooking!

With a slight exertion of his arms, he easily lifted her up and held her tightly against his body.

Yiye gasped and instinctively clenched her fists, only to be penetrated even deeper.

Makoto Jingu held her in his arms and paced slowly around the room. The wooden floor beneath his feet creaked softly, each step feeling like it was on the beat of Otoha's heart.

The round, plump jade pot, amidst waves of vigorous stirring, created undulating ripples of vegetables.

Despite the danger, Otoha was unusually hungry and kept pestering Jingu Makoto for late-night snacks.

The strange feeling of fullness in her abdomen gave her an unprecedented sense of satisfaction.

……

The next morning, the first rays of sunlight pierced through the clouds.

Yi Ye slowly opened her eyes. The lingering effects of the hangover and indulgence left her head fuzzy, but strangely, her body didn't feel too tired.

She propped herself up on her arms and looked at the empty space beside her. All the events of last night flooded her mind like a tide, making her cheeks burn instantly.

She had to get up quickly and get everything done before Zhi Sha got out of bed.

However, the moment her delicate, fair toes touched the ground, a sharp, tingling sensation suddenly surged from her groin.

Yiye's vision went black, and her body lurched forward uncontrollably.

Just as she thought she was about to make intimate contact with the floor, a pair of strong arms steadily supported her.

"Where are you in such a hurry to go?"

Jingu Makoto's cheerful voice rang in her ear.

He was only loosely wrapped in a bath towel, and his muscular chest and abs radiated an astonishing heat in the morning light.

Yi Ye was half-held by him and had almost no strength to stand up.

"It seems my wife needs my help."

Jingu Makoto picked her up by the waist and carried her straight to the bathroom.

"No, I... I can do it myself." Yi Ye struggled, but found that she didn't even have the strength to lift her arm.

It can only be said that Makoto Jingu's abilities are too strong; even a woman in her prime like her couldn't withstand it.

Jingu Makoto ignored her protests and gently placed her into the bathtub that had been filled with warm water.

The moment the hot water enveloped her body, Yi Ye let out a comfortable sigh, as if all the aches and pains in her body had been relieved.

She had initially thought this little rascal would cause trouble and was prepared to be bullied again.

Unexpectedly, Makoto Jingu simply picked up the shower gel and gently wiped her down.

This sudden tenderness filled Otoha's heart with a sweet feeling.

After taking a bath, Makoto Shingu lovingly carried her back to the room. With his help, Otoha changed her clothes and finally felt a little better.

She glanced at the alarm clock by the bed, and her expression suddenly changed.

"Oh no, Zhi Sha is about to wake up, you'd better get out of here!"

Jingu Makoto, however, remained completely unperturbed, instead leaning comfortably against the door.

"What are you afraid of?"

"Isn't it good to let Zhisha meet her future father in advance?"

Otoha's cheeks, which had just returned to normal, were once again flushed with a beautiful rosy glow.