Miss Shimizu's perfect ending

"Yes. There was originally this plan, but Misaki Koi's health has not been very good, so let's forget it after careful consideration."

Shimizu Sakiren moved her lips slightly and wanted to say something, she wanted to say to Saori——no, that’s not the case, she was in poor health and wanted to give Saori a cute baby, she wanted to give birth to love with Saori crystallization.

But Shimizu Sakiren glanced at Fujiwara Yuki quietly, but fell into an irresistible silence.

Fujiwara Yuki's temper was volatile, and he couldn't control it at all.

Nothing can go wrong.

Shimizu Saki Koi just replied "um" lightly, and said nothing more.

Fujiwara Yuki pushed the brewed tea in front of Amami Saori, put on a casual smile, and pretended to take a mouthful casually,

"So that's how it is, Saori, your wife is very shy."

Amami Saori turned to look at Shimizu Sakiren, squeezed her palm,

"Saki Lian's personality is relatively reserved, so it would be nice to get acquainted with her in the future. He happens to be a neighbor, so we can learn more about her."

Shimizu Sakiren also understood that she shouldn't keep silent all the time, the more silent she was, the more suspicious she became.

So she calmed down the flustered fluctuations in her heart, nodded slightly to Fujiwara Yuki in a graceful manner, and said,

"Miss Fujiwara, you will be neighbors from now on, if you need any help, you can come to me at any time."

"Huh? Can I help you with anything?"

Fujiwara Yuki's golden eyes lit up with interest.

Saori Tianhai gave Fujiwara Yuki a slight look, and began to protect his wife, "Youxi, don't keep teasing her!"

Such words are a joke in the eyes of Amami Saori, but they have a different taste in Shimizu Sakiren's ears.

She exerted all her strength to control her muscles, maintained a forced smile, and said slowly after a long time, "Well... I will try my best."

"Oh?" Fujiwara Yuki raised his eyebrows playfully, "Then I'm looking forward to it~"

……

The chat with old classmates finally came to an end. From gossip to various private matters, when I got home, it was already 07:30 before I knew it.

Shimizu Sakiren exhausted all his strength and lay on his back on the sofa, his whole body was as lifeless as a dead fish.

Although the final result was without any surprises and dangers, the process still made people lose any energy for playfulness.

But Tianhai Saori was obviously very excited. She dug out a dusty training bamboo sword from the storage room.

She wiped off the dust from the bamboo sword, and firmly held the hilt of the sword with both hands, as if she had regained the green years when she sweated for her dreams.

She waved the bamboo sword and made a whirring sound, while chattering,

"Saki Koi, talking to Yuki today reminds me of my time in high school again, it's so wonderful."

"Hey... Saki Koi, do you remember, we loved going to the rooftops at that time, and then you would practice swords with me. But to be honest, practicing swords is indeed too boring. I don't know how you can bear it." down."

Shimizu Sakiren, who had kept her eyes closed, opened her eyes, and the figures in front of her eyes overlapped and intersected in time and space. It was Saori who was also wielding a bamboo sword, but her figure had become mature and plump, gradually full of feminine charm.

"Time flies so fast..." Shimizu Sakiren sighed leisurely, "However, if you are with Saori, you won't be tired at all."

"Really? Am I so attractive?"

Saori Amami, who was praised, immediately put away the hilt of her sword, and put her smiling cheeks in front of Sakiren Shimizu, with a childish look waiting for praise.

"It's fake. It's about the same level of energy."

Shimizu Sakiren pinched her cheeks, then pretended to pull her face down, and began to point:

"Speaking of practicing swords, I was very angry. When I went to the love hotel in high school, I had already finished taking a shower in the bathroom. When I came out to see Saori, you were still practicing swords!!!"

Tianhai Saori hugged her head in annoyance, her face was full of persecuted social death expressions,

"Saki Koi!!! Didn't you say that this topic will not be mentioned? Later... later... I will also work hard."

Shimizu Sakiren's mood suddenly became better, maybe this is the meaning of lover.

Whenever we can be together, we can draw endless vitality from her and never get tired.

want to hug.

So she said, "If you don't want to mention it, Saori can hug me."

With arms open, tender, expectant, and loving eyes are all reflected on Tianhai Saori's body.

There is a flame in my heart, eager to be ignited by Saori.

"Obey! My lord princess!"

After receiving the instruction, Amami Saori's body moved immediately, easily passed through Shimizu Sakiren's armpit, and hugged her like a koala.

The nasal cavity, the empty heart, and the softness of the chest are all filled with Tianhai yarn. As long as you have such a hug, you seem to have the courage to break through all difficulties and overcome thorns and thorns.

The exhaustion seemed to be swept away.

Shimizu Saki Koi pressed against her shoulder, wrapped her feet around Amami Saori's waist, and murmured in her ear,

"Shazhi...I'm already in my 20s, don't call me that anymore."

"Okay~" Tianhai Saori agreed with a smile.

Hugging for a long time, as if wanting to reach the end of time.Tianhai Saori asked with a drawn-out voice, "So, Saki, have you ever thought about how to take a bath while holding her like this?"

Shimizu Sakiren rubbed against Amami Saori's neck, greedily enjoying her breath.

"Can't Saori hold me in the shower?"

Shimizu Sakiren had never shown such a coquettish tone and expression before, but since yesterday's incident.

Shimizu Sakiren's heart has changed invisibly, becoming more annoying and needing to be loved more.

This is a sign of insecurity.

"Okay, let's go to the bathroom~"

Sensing the difference in his wife, Tianhai Saori hugged her tightly, and his tone became more doting.

Amami Saori used to be a vigorous and physically fit sports student, so it is not difficult for someone as light as Shimizu Sakiren to hold her.

The moment before stepping into the bathroom, Shimizu Sakiren let out another faint sigh by her ear,

"Saori...I really want a baby."

Amami Saori's footsteps stopped suddenly, "But, Saki Koi...your physical condition does not allow it."

Shimizu Sakiren propped up her body from her arms, looked at Amami Saori's cheek and sternly retorted:

"It's just asthma and weak resistance! There are no other problems, so what can having a baby affect?"

"It will be very painful, and it will become ugly." Tianhai Shazhi frowned slightly, as if the word distressed was written with an oil-based pen all over her face.

"But I've already said that I'm not afraid, and I don't care."

Shimizu Sakiren shook her head firmly, she already had the courage to face everything.

"I saw the form you abandoned... Saori, go and fill out the form tomorrow, quietly, and don't tell anyone." ———————————————————————————————————————— Before Fujiwara Yuki knew about it, the embryo transfer was completed.

Shimizu Sakiren knew that this might not be fair to Fujiwara Yuki.

After all, she spent so much money to buy her two years of youth in a way similar to body trading.

But I chose to give birth to a new life at this time point...

It is undoubtedly a stupid and stupid choice, but I dare not gamble...

I dare not bet on whether Saori can forgive herself after Fujiwara Yuki exposes her cheating without the contact of her children.

Maybe the little baby can be used as a bargaining chip to save Saori.

It's despicable, my current self.

But it’s impossible not to do this. Once some things happen, there is no possibility of returning to the original position.

Even if you make mistakes again and again, there is no turning back.

At this point, Shimizu Sakirei's long and curled eyelashes drooped slightly, and amidst the entanglement of the two's rich fragrances, she gently pressed the lips of Tianhai Saori who wanted to speak.

"Shazhi... don't speak now, and listen to me."

……

In the early morning of Golden Day, Shimizu Sakiren struggled to get up from the bed, accepted a good morning forehead kiss from Amami Saori as usual, and then washed her face and brushed her teeth to go to work.

As if nothing had changed.

But obviously something special happened today. I just arrived at the school office and the chair was not hot yet, when I received an emergency call about the student Suzuki Masao.

The person who called was Mrs. Suzuki, a beautiful and generous lady with a gentle temperament.

"Mr. Shimizu, Masao ran away from home again!" Mrs. Suzuki on the phone was obviously very anxious.

"Did you run away from home again? I asked for leave yesterday. Don't worry, just talk slowly about what's going on?"

"I don't know. The child locked himself in the door as soon as he came home. I didn't answer when I knocked on the door. He didn't eat or drink like this for several days. I wanted to wake him up for school this morning, but it didn't work for a long time." When there was no response, I realized that he locked the door directly and didn’t go home at all.”

"Then what did he say recently? Or any unusual behavior?"

"Teacher Qingshui... I don't know, this child has been like this all the time, and I can't help it. I tried to communicate with him, but he just said that you adults don't understand anything."

"Okay, Mrs. Suzuki, please don't worry. I will go to my classmates to find out the situation. I will reply you as soon as I have any specific news."

Facing the recidivist who ran away from home, Shimizu Sakiko directly approached Masaki Suzuki's best friend, a lively kid who was keen on telling gossip in class and doing some strange things to attract other people's attention, Miyazaki and Murakami.

From the moment he was called out of the classroom, his dead fish eyes showed the expression that he really did.

He folded his arms, and before Shimizu Sakiren could ask, he had already given the answer to the question in advance.

"Suzuki is about to give birth to this kid. He told me that he was going to become a big star, and then he packed a bag and ran out of the house, saying that he would sign a contract with some idol club."

"Idol club?"

Shimizu Sakiren frowned suddenly, Suzuki Masaki must have encountered a scammer, right?

"Can you know which idol club he went to?"

"It seems to be called... Aya... what, I don't remember clearly."

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I finally wrote that Xiaokui appeared on the stage, I am dripping sunflower

IF Line: Chapter 201 [IF Line] The Fall of Shimizu Saki Koi 14

In early July, Aoi Ayase celebrated her 24th birthday.

My father is almost 55 years old. Although this age group is not considered to be a hero, it is not considered to be a good year.

The deepening wrinkles on his father's face and the white hair on his temples made Ayase Aoi finally realize that people will grow old, and that she should take care of everything.

Jidao, a vocabulary full of personal heroism.

In the eyes of ordinary Japanese citizens, the Yakuza are just a group of vampires who are trying their best to please and profit.

Aoi Ayase also thinks so, so she has always scoffed at the word "goku".

Leaving aside the so-called masculinity, those so-called extreme rules are doomed-she cannot take over the industry that her father has worked hard all his life.

Extremely, women are never welcome.

Of course, those industries are not bright industries.

Therefore, Aoi Ayase chose to find another way, borrowing a little bit of her father's influence, and became the president of Ayase Idol Agency.

There are very few artists under the agency, and the original intention of buying them is just to make my idol activities more smooth.

Since she debuted at the age of 15 and became an idol, she has earned both fame and fortune. Even though she has an idol life surrounded by flowers and envied by thousands of people, Aoi Ayase feels as if a piece of her heart has been hollowed out.

Empty, nothing left.

The glamorous life is like a piece of dazzling and gorgeous snowflakes. When it comes, the snowflakes are flying down like catkins, so beautiful.

But as long as it is exposed to the sun, those snow colors will sublimate into a wisp of mist.

Loneliness, even if you don't want to admit that you are lonely, you still look forward to being filled by something.

It's not a boring game console, it's not the overwhelming cheers at the concert, and it's not the power to call the wind and rain, what is it?