Doraemon: Start by taking care of Nobita Tamako

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After school in the afternoon, Hiro Nobi returned home and found that Tamako had thoughtfully installed an air conditioner, bringing a glimmer of hope to the scorching summer.

As soon as the boy took off his shoes, his wife couldn't wait to carry him into the room. There was a faint pink light in her eyes, and a touch of moisture was brewing in the forest.

"Aunt Tamako, the anime show is about to start, and Nobita will be here soon."

Nobi Hiroshi tempted knowingly, enjoying his wife's soft embrace, burying his face in the fragrance and softness. As always, she did not wear the relic at home.

Why is it Nobita instead of Yuuko? Because on the way back just now, even Nobita who became a girl had the same bad luck. He was chased by wild dogs all over the street, and the headband fell off his head, returning to his original appearance.

At that time, Hiroyuki Nobi was shocked. It was another Doraemon prop. He didn't expect that Nobita had fallen to such a state.

Although it was a bit disgusting, he didn't want to interfere and respect other people's wishes. The ending of Southern Liang was the Northern Dynasty. Fat Tiger's heavy mouth today didn't seem like he was acting. He hoped that he and Xiaozhu, as a family of three, could live in harmony and health in the future.

(Pah-Pah-Pah-Pah-Strange noise)

"Hey, Mom, why are you closing the door? The TV show is about to start."

Nobita and Doraemon came to the door of the living room, ready to watch the Lion Mask animation as usual, but the door was locked, and there were strange clapping sounds from inside, including the mother and a cute male voice.

"Nobita...I...I'll open the door right away..."

Hearing the knock on the door, Yu Zi inside panicked for a moment, but was more excited.

With an uncontrollable loud cry, Nobita then saw his blushing mother slowly opening the door.

The messy hair was wet with sweat and stuck to her cheeks. Her face exuded a strange charm, and there was a hint of confusion in her beautiful eyes.

"Mom, what's wrong with you? You seem to be sick?"

Walking into the living room and sitting down, Nobita looked at his mother with some concern, and did not notice the wet marks on the table. The TV remote control was stained with a few drops of transparent water.

"Nothing, Mom just closed the door to test the cooling of the air conditioner."

"Nobita, you guys watch TV here. I'm going to make dinner for you."

The wife glanced at Nobi Hiro who seemed to be fine in the corner, and walked out tremblingly, holding a ball of paste wrapped in underwear in her palm.

That’s good. It’s cooler in the air.

"Hong, please don't tell anyone else about this headband, okay?"

Nobita was changing the channel with the remote control while begging Hong, he still wanted to have fun as the T0 version, if other people knew he wouldn't be able to play anymore.

"It's up to you, but... if you want to go to the bathroom, you won't go to the women's room, right?"

Looking at Nobita calmly, Hong drank the freshly brewed green tea, crossed his legs, and one of his socks was missing.

Just got snatched away by the crazy lady.

"How could that be! I'm not that kind of person. I'll take off my headband before going to the bathroom."

Nobita patted his chest and swore confidently, and what he said was all true. Today he really turned into a boy and went to the toilet in the corner.

"Well, that couldn't be better."

After listening to Nobita's words, I felt that this kid was even more pathetic. He had such a good prop but he only used it to avoid Fat Tiger's violence.

If it were given to me, ahem, I wouldn't even dare to think about it, I wouldn't be able to come and go as I please, and gain all kinds of experiences at a glance.

"Oh, now I remember, I heard from Shizuka that Yoshio will be leaving on a business trip tomorrow morning."

"Shouldn't we prepare a surprise? After all, we haven't had any fun for a long time, so we need to make sure Uncle leaves with a memorable experience."

Tilting his head slightly, Hong stared at the time on the wall clock, smiled ghostly, and thought about how to spend the last night.

Chapter 81 The Wife Was Gone by the Little Ghost

Late at night, Nobi Hiroshi came to Mrs. Shizuku's room again. The woman was lying on her side at the head of the bed. The moonlight seeped in, outlining her fine figure.

She has impressive assets, tight and smooth skin without any fat, and she is wearing a hollow lace dress as if waiting for someone to come.

"Xiaohong... why did you come here now? Your uncle is still taking a shower."

The snow-white yuzhu fell to the ground, and the wife came over with a cat-like step, holding a handful of sleeping pills in her hand, ready to secretly give them to her husband in the water later.

"Then let uncle wash it."

"Aunt Jingyu, squat down. I want to tell you something."

Hiro Nobi stood on tiptoe with his hands behind his back and whispered something in his wife's ear, clutching a hemp rope with a healthy smile on his face.

"Is this really going to happen..."

After hearing the plan, Yuan Jingyu hesitated. Although she no longer loved him, this was too cruel. No... it was too exciting. Her body trembled unconsciously.

After hesitating for 2.5 seconds, I finally agreed to this interesting game.

step, step, step

There were footsteps in the corridor. After washing up, Minamoto Yoshio was ready to go back to his room to sleep. Today was the last night he could accompany his wife.

I don’t know how long it will take before I come back next time, maybe a few months or even a few years.

"Jingyu, why don't you turn on the light? It's so dark in the room that I can't see."

Minamoto Yoshio had just stepped into the room with his left foot. He had no way of being prepared at home when suddenly a hemp rope came into his sight.

"Oh!!!"

The whole person was tripped to the ground, tied up three times to the left and three times to the right, and then tied up tightly, leaving only his head exposed and able to move freely.

"Let me go! What's going on?"

"Hong, why are you here? Untie the rope quickly!"

The man looked at Hiroshi Nobi in confusion, wondering why Shizuka's classmate was here so late at night and was practicing tying himself up with his wife.

"Hahaha, Minamoto Yoshio, why do you think I'm here?"

"Of course I'm taking care of your aunt. Don't you think she looks particularly radiant recently?"

Nobi Hiro loosened the rope and clapped his hands, his face full of the smile of a male kid.

She is annoying but still cute, pinching her wife's soft face in front of the man.

"what!"

"Jingyu, what on earth did you do?"

Minamoto Yoshio was shocked, as if he had heard it wrong. He opened his mouth in astonishment, became extremely emotional, and kept struggling on the ground.

Unfortunately, the hemp rope, as thick as his arms, had already wrapped him up tightly, leaving him with no way out.

"What did you do? Sister, hehe~"

"Aunt Jingyu, tell uncle what we do every day."

With his left leg pressed on his right leg, Hiro Nobi crossed his legs and sat on the edge of the bed, patting his already wet buttocks with his hands.

"Hmm~"

An alluring hum came from his nose.

Faced with her husband's questioning eyes, Yuan Jingyu did not answer. She slowly walked towards Shota, kissed him impatiently, and by the way, pinched the treasure that took care of her every day.

It was not until Minamoto Yoshio looked at the scene in astonishment and horror that she slowly spoke.

"You see, Minamoto Yoshio, the master is not comparable to a useless person like you. He was clearly dying but he didn't tell me, making me wait in vain."

"But fortunately, I don't need you to apologize to me now, because I have already turned into the shape of my master and I can't leave anymore."

"And we were having fun beside you every day, but you slept like a dead pig and didn't know anything."

Holding her rosy face, the lady couldn't help twisting her skirt as she explained.

The small voice was like thunder, shattering other people's hearts, like thousands of sharp blades piercing straight into the broken heart.

"Gen Jingyu! You... do you know what you are talking about?!"

"Why do you want to do this? Even if I can't do it, can you still be unfaithful to your husband?"

The pain in his heart was finally unbearable, and Minamoto Yoshio's eyes instantly lit up.

He looked at his wife with a flushed face and roared angrily. The veins on his hands bulged and he kept struggling, even his skin turned red from the friction.

"Of course I know what I'm doing, but you lied to me first."

"I have endured so many years for you. I have done my best. Now I just want to live well for my own happiness."

The wife's breathing was hot. She looked at Nobi Hiroshi with blurry eyes and kissed him shyly but firmly.

Hiro Nobi was also aroused. He hugged his wife, sat on the bed and kissed her passionately, with their tongues chasing and playing with each other.

Yoshio looked at his wife, and as he looked up, he saw the glaring lights behind them.

The light was so dazzling that it made people's eyes sore and as if they were about to cry.

The next second, tears really kept falling from the corners of the man's eyes. He cried bitterly. It was a scorching hot summer day, but he felt freezing cold, so cold that his heart almost stopped beating.

Closing his eyes, his originally blurred vision unconsciously became clear. He recalled his wife's daily care for him, her smile when they walked together, and her hard work when cooking and washing clothes for him.

"Jingyu, you're not serious, right? You're just joking, right?"

"Please! Leave him!"

The hoarse voice seemed to be persuading his wife to return to the right path. He could forgive all mistakes and only hoped that she would change her mind.

Unfortunately, the truth is only within the range of the cannon. Having a sword and not using it are two completely different things. Without the strength, he is completely powerless to change the current situation.

"Well~ You are so bad, just let him watch us do it like this?" The wife hugged Hong tighter, put one arm around his shoulders and neck, encouraging him to continue treating her like this, and put the other arm around his waist, bringing his upper body close to her.

"I don't like green. The crown should be given to capable people."

Nobi Hiro held the side of Shizuo's face, kissed it from time to time, and said in his hot breath: "Except for me, no one can see what you will look like next, but from the sound of your voice, I can still be magnanimous."

Letting go of her hand, Jingyu fell gently on the bed. Her body was soft and weak, and her watery eyes were blurry, as if there was mist that had not dissipated for a long time.

The boy smiled cutely, then jumped to the floor, picked up a rag barefoot and stuffed it into the victim's mouth.

"Okay uncle, be quiet."

"You are specially allowed to hear the sound with your ears. You can't stand up anyway, hehe~"

Nobi Hiroshi smiled contemptuously, raised his foot and kicked Minamoto Yoshio under the bed. It was really a good deal for him to listen to VIP Lao Wang Happy House for free.

"Woooooo~"

Minamoto Yoshio's mouth was blocked and he couldn't say anything. He could only whimper in his throat.

All my expectations were trampled into the dust, not even a complete sentence could be left. I really hope this is a nightmare.

But the strange thing was that he had just seen his wife and the little devil kissing each other eagerly, and besides endless anger, he also felt a hint of joy, although he did not show it.

"Impossible, am I crazy?"

Minamoto Yoshio was sweating profusely as he looked at the pitch-black bed. How could he be a cuckold? He should be a pure love god of war.

Huhuhu~

He was breathing nervously and just as he was struggling with his own psychology, he seemed to hear his wife's seductive and coquettish voice from above.

The sturdy bed board creaked as if there was an earthquake.

I couldn't see anything, but relying only on sounds and imagination, my brain seemed to be going crazy.

Minamoto Yoshio burst into tears, his nails digging deep into his palms: "Jingyu, the wife I married was taken away by this little devil... wuwuwu..."

Chapter 82 The Birth of the Green Turtle

"Aunt Jingyu, I feel like you're much more excited than usual. Maybe you're being too cautious."

The sound of the mattress bouncing back and forth continued to be heard. Nobi Hiroshi leaned on the pillow, panting, to rest. There was air conditioning in the room, so it was not very hot.

A large automatic transmission truck was driving on the highway in an autonomous mode. There might be something wrong with the chassis of the vehicle, causing it to shake up and down.

Every time I press the accelerator to the bottom, then release it, then press it to the bottom again, and then release it.