Every time I go home my wife is in a different world

Watching his son finish today's home education, Professor Lan Bo showed mercy and let the two boys go to wash up by themselves. Chuya's room is upstairs, and Dazai still lives in the study. After half an hour of fighting, the whole space finally quieted down. .

"Now... it's your problem."

Professor Rimbaud grabbed Mr. Mori's tie and dragged him into the master bedroom. The black-haired man shouted "Hey Hey" loudly, and his eyes were full of smiles.

Madame is so lovely.

She dragged the man all the way to kick open the bedroom door and then kicked the door shut with a bang. Zhongya opened the door and stared at her mother's bedroom curiously. There was a strange "hissing" sound from downstairs.He jumped directly over the railing, and the black-haired boy smiled and said, "Can you sleep? I can't sleep."

The eyes of the two moved to the TV in the living room together... It's been a long night and I can't fall asleep, so let's play a game~ Anyway, it's still during the summer vacation and I don't go to school tomorrow, let's play first and then talk!

The orange-haired boy provided game discs, game consoles, game controllers and other tools for committing crimes. The black-haired boy removed the power supply, moved the TV into the study room and turned off the sound, and provided technical support throughout the process. A fierce "competition".

Osamu Dazai can only fight against Zhongya in the video game, and in the real world... Zhongye will usually let him, mainly because he is afraid that if he accidentally kills him, disposing of the corpse will cause trouble to Rimbaud .

……Ha ha.

master bedroom.

Mori Ogai allowed his wife to be dragged into the bedroom by his tie, enjoying her active enthusiasm.He even said meanly that his wife could sit on his body and ride on his body, just don't choke his neck, leaving a mark for fear that his wife would be shy when asked about it when she went out.

God fucking shy.

Professor Rimbaud raised his eyebrows and dragged her to the front and pushed her again. Mr. Sen gave up his resistance and obediently fell on the soft textile, holding a lock of her long hair in his hand.

Sitting between his waist and abdomen, she completely controlled him, with a smug expression like a cat that has caught a big mouse.

... Madam's weight has dropped a little compared to the last time she came home, but she looks healthy and shows no sign of anemia - he swayed for a while... In a sense, it is a kind of self-defense, and it is really impossible to look at her directly while maintaining basic sanity.

Especially on the bed in the bedroom.

Ah~ Looking closely, those bright brown eyes hide cold light and unruliness, concealed by the melancholy that deceives the world, I really want to know what kind of nature is under the lady's expression.

"Hands... a little tight..." He raised his hand to caress the back of her hand strangling her throat, as if it was really just love between husband and wife.In fact, Rimbaud wanted to ask questions that he hadn't been able to ask at dinner.It's true that getting along with Mori Ogai is easy, but if this guy is really a dirty adult with no bottom line, she doesn't mind crushing his larynx and taking over the other's daughter by the way.

The long hair on Lan Bo's shoulders fell down and swept over Mori Ogai's face, and the woman smiled deeply: "Maybe, now you can explain the long list of charges of 'molesting young girls'?"

Her tone of voice became extremely seductive, and there was no blood between the opening and closing of her red lips.

This is really...exciting.

The man slowly tightened his long hair in his hand, his heart was ready.

This kind of thing that is getting darker and darker can't be explained clearly with a few simple words. My wife happens to be a professor whose knowledge and virtue are far beyond ordinary people. She is not stupid, and she has always had zero tolerance for things that hurt children.On the premise of not planning to divorce, there is only one way to coax her...

"Ma'am, are you talking about Alice?" He raised his arm and gently stroked her cheek: "Honey, do you know what a person with supernatural powers is..."

The wife is from France, and the adoptive father is the leader of the "Paris Commune", so the probability of not knowing the supernatural power is extremely low.

Rimbaud blinked: "What do you want to say?"

Could it be...Alice...

"That child is actually my supernatural ability and my daughter. No matter how skilled the doctor is, there are relatives who want to save but can't. She can only stay by my side in this way."

Moisture filled the purple eyes, her face was pale, and the fingers touching her cheek trembled slightly, like a sad father who lost his beloved daughter.

This... touched the blind spot of Professor Rimbaud's knowledge.Her biological father ran away from home when she was six years old, leaving only a bunch of children for Mrs. Rimbaud except for more than 100 francs.Life in the French countryside during the war was no better than that of any other country, and the Rimbauds were left with only a bare house.With no land and no tenants, Mrs. Rimbaud and her eldest son and daughter can only do odd jobs to support the family.

what is fatherShe doesn't quite know.Captain Rimbaud, who has not yet run away from home, spends at least three hundred days a year in sex with the ladies and wives in the station.More than once, when she went to the city to buy salt, she had seen him try his best to please girls who were about his own age, so as to please them, or their rich and young widowed mothers.

Those ladies from rich families are all covered in satin, their skirts will ripple like waves when they move a little, and they wear fashionable hats piled with gauze flowers. Two holes were poked in a pie.

Occasionally, my father would find her in the crowd, and he would give her a few livres to buy flowers, cigarettes, and candy to send back. The rest was her errand money and hush money.

Even though Rimbaud was adopted by Baudelaire many years later, he once thought that the title of father and daughter was just another sense of superior-subordinate relationship.

Baudelaire allowed her to be literate, paid someone to teach her literature, art and history, and she, as the sharpest spear in front of him, tore apart all obstacles for him.It wasn't until later that she was no longer needed, and it was Baudelaire who sent her to the European Espionage Agency and became a spy.

It was only a few months after entering the Intelligence Agency that Rimbaud realized how much energy Baudelaire had spent on this matter, and finally managed to figure out that he probably really regarded her as the continuation of his life, and hoped that she could live a better life than before. better.

She has never quite understood what distance a normal father should keep from his daughter, and can only imitate according to the various "paradigms" he has observed... But she still understands what a lolicon is, quite clearly, and it cannot be understood more clearly.When he first debuted, he was inexperienced, and several of his training subjects were such scum.

It is because I understand that I hate it deeply.

It was shameless violence, irresponsible deceit, and cowardice rife with ugly sepsis.

The hand around the man's throat was about to move, and another existent voice suddenly appeared in the bedroom.Rimbaud looked back and saw the little blond girl lying on the side of the bed with her chin resting on her hands, watching with gusto.

Uh... is it really a supernatural life form?

For a while, Professor Rimbaud didn't know whether to be angry with Mori Ogai, a dog man who lied from the beginning, or whether he should be angry with this guy for having an ambiguous relationship with his own supernatural life form. He always felt that the color on the top of his head was weird!

Even if the green one is a Two-dimensional creature, that's fine. In Mori Ogai's situation, it's a combination of precision and narcissism!

"Alice likes Miss Rimbaud the most!" The little girl lay at the foot of the bed for a while before being dismissed by the unscrupulous person with supernatural abilities. The color on my head is a bit strange.

"So I'm innocent, people won't be interested in another self, it's just nostalgia..."

His superb expression control successfully deceived Rimbaud who was not very clear about this kind of emotion. Maybe he really loved his daughter who died young?Thinking of the similar function of her supernatural ability, Miss Professor thinks that this guy is not lying...

You are almost being deceived by him so that you will lose your way!

"Really?" She let go, straightened her back and looked condescendingly at the leisurely man: "For the sake of that bag of candies, I will barely let you go this time. If I find out that you did something to a little girl what not to do..."

You can get ready, pack up your life accident insurance money, and set off on the road at any time.

She believed it, and the danger was lifted.

Mori Ogai immediately raised his hand to make an oath: "Madam, this will never happen!"

Alice sauce is his supernatural life form, which is under his control. Strictly speaking, the two of them belong to one and the same existence. He has not been perverted enough to like to do strange things to himself, and now he has a more attractive goal. ...Who made you suddenly show such a seductive side, madam.

The dangerous feeling of Weiliang's fingers strangling his throat...it was too exciting, he let go of her long hair, wrapped his hands around his wife and turned over, upside down, the purple eyes of the man who was propped up on top were twitching and he couldn't see clearly Emotions.

She seems to have calmed down, but as a thoughtful adult, she can't just let it go, it's too unwise to continue to be polite when she takes the initiative to deliver it to her door.

It's all your fault, ma'am, for being so dangerous and charming tonight.

Subconsciously, he has already noticed that Lamborghini is not as gentle and careless as he saw during the blind date. The tenderness she showed to herself has no soul, but... Isn't this better?Compared with gentle and watery people and wives, it is more pleasant to conquer the cold and arrogant queen.

"So, now is the time for punishment among adults?" He smiled and slowly pulled off his tie, "Punishment is limited to Madam~"

Rimbaud raised his legs, twisted his waist and turned over again to firmly gain the upper hand. He raised his chin slightly and pinched Mr. Sen's chin in a condescending manner: "Who allowed you to move around, huh?"

The ending was picked up, and the somewhat hoarse voice aroused a shudder.

The next morning the whole family stayed in bed together again.

The two children couldn't get up because they played games secretly in the study and forgot the time and went to bed too late. As for the two parents... Mr. Sen hadn't gotten up from the bed until Professor Rimbaud's lunch was ready.

Experienced

Ah ~

what……

Ah!

Mr. Mori in the three stages decided to bury himself in the quilt and stop being a human being.

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