About my dream of being their mother

"Good morning, Mrs. Knotweed."

The aunt next door showed a turbulent expression.

I thought it was the perfect start.

I have a husband who is gentle and considerate, and doesn't let me do any housework.

Hold me on the tip of my heart and love me all day long.

I have a baby with short pink hair who came out of the hospital as healthy as he could be.

Happy family and happy life.

This dream is so perfect that it is unimaginable.

"Let me take care of the child." My husband walked over with a smile, hugged our child Knotabagi Yuhito, and smiled knowingly.

He also has short pink hair, and when he smiles, he seems to be carved out of the same mold as our child Huzi.

"But it's okay." I patted my chest and breathed a sigh of relief, "It's a good thing Huzi didn't inherit the suture."

The husband stopped suddenly.

With his head stiff, he turned around slowly, revealing a weird smile.

He said.

"right."

(——! Ahhh!)

what is that?

I feel like I read it right... Wait a minute why... Why did I vaguely see a brain screaming in his head just now.

I feel cold all over.

Not even breathing.

But he walked over slowly as usual.

"see it?"

He smiled.

"Ah, ah, I finally—"

His tone was unforgivingly sweet.

"It's your turn."

His behavior was filled with terrifying possessiveness.

"——My dear Sakurako."

I passed out.

I was imprisoned.

I am amnesia.

The author has something to say: I know I'm short.

But it feels great to split it up like this!

Just... Well!

.感谢在2021-11-1417:44:22~2021-11-1520:42:48期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of Xiaoxuanzi;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!