madnovel Chapter 617 - 392 Daily Life After the Wedding Night (2)
Chapter 617 - 392 Daily Life After the Wedding Night (2)
The master bedroom of the new house has a combined bath and bedroom design.Next to the large bed in the master bedroom is a bathroom separated by frosted glass, where you can see a bathtub and a showerhead overhead.
It’s somewhat similar to hotel décor.
For the past couple of days, Hanamaru Hanabi hasn’t been able to attend school, and Uesugi Sakura has chosen to stay home with her.
"Sakura-kun... you should go to school today... isn’t there an important class?"
"Can you take care of yourself...?"
"It’s fine... Hanabi can take care of herself." Hanamaru Hanabi said shyly, brushing back the hair by her ear.
"Then... I’ll head out today...?"
"Mm..."
Uesugi Sakura got dressed, packed up his computer, and glanced back at the girl resting on the bed, "Then I’m off."
"Sakura-kun, wait a moment."
Uesugi Sakura was called back by her.
Hanamaru Hanabi sat on the large bed, looking at him, and softly said as she looked at his neck:
"Sakura-kun, your collar is crooked again..."
Hanamaru Hanabi reached out her small hand, her eyes always on him, with a bright, glossy look in them. Her movements were gentle, slowly turning the collar outward bit by bit.
Her beauty made Uesugi Sakura feel a sense of tenderness toward her, causing a slight pang in his heart.
"Hanabi... you’re so good to me..."
"Then... Sakura-kun, come home early today, okay? Hanabi can make something delicious for you."
"Mm, I’ll remember, but don’t push yourself too hard; you’re my only wife."
"Sakura-kun... do you want a second one?"
"Of course, why wouldn’t I want another?"
Hanamaru Hanabi looked up at him with her small face.
Uesugi Sakura immediately said, "The second wife would naturally be another Hanabi-chan, two Hanabis, one on each side."
"Sakura-kun... you’re so naughty..."
"Alright, alright, I’m just kidding; I only love you."
Uesugi Sakura held her for quite a while before finally leaving the house under her gaze.
Life after getting married hasn’t changed much, but Uesugi Sakura feels there’s something different.
He’s become happier and cherishes the present days more.
...
After a busy day at school, Uesugi Sakura was physically and mentally exhausted from catching up on all the classes he missed lately.
But just thinking about his wife waiting for him at home to have dinner together.
Even the wind blowing in his face felt more refreshing.
He rode the bicycle he bought before, weaving through the streets of Tokyo.
The green shade from trees densely lined the small alleys downtown, casting shadows quietly on the ground, but as people walked by, the shadows danced on their bodies.
October in Tokyo was a bit chilly, and soon it would snow.
He still wasn’t sure where to go for Christmas.
Uesugi Sakura rode his bicycle from the Bunkyo District all the way to the Minato District.
Arriving at the building, he took the elevator up and, with anticipation, walked through the door to his home.
He entered the house and noticed two pairs of women’s shoes at the entrance, likely indicating that the two mothers had come to visit. Without giving it much thought, he went straight to the bedroom.
In the bedroom, Hanamaru Hanabi was working in front of the computer. Content orıginally comes from ????????????????????⁂????????????????⁂????????????
She was drawing an illustration.
A fox woman that had the attributes of a white tiger.
To buy this house, all their savings and the Sword Dao competition prize money were used up, leaving Uesugi Sakura’s wallet almost empty; their current life relied on little Hanabi earning money to support the family.
Seeing Hanamaru Hanabi working hard yet unable to resist missing her throughout the day, Uesugi Sakura quietly went behind her and embraced her.
What he felt was a soft, slender waist.
Hanamaru Hanabi panicked for a moment, but, turning her head, she calmed down when she saw who it was.
"Sakura-kun... you’re back..."
"Wife, working, huh."
"Mm..."
Hanamaru Hanabi responded softly, still a bit unaccustomed to the intimate term "wife."
Uesugi Sakura rested his chin on her petite shoulder, rubbing it continuously, occasionally giving her a peck on the cheek. Seeing her fair neck, he was tempted to leave a hickey there.
Hanamaru Hanabi felt tickled by his intimate actions and instinctively pushed him away:
"No, you can’t... Sakura-kun... our mothers... they’re at home..."
"At home? It’s fine, let me give you a peck first, quick."
Hanamaru Hanabi glanced at the doorway, seeing no one, then said to him:
"Well... Sakura-kun, just one peck, okay."
"One is enough."
Uesugi Sakura happily watched as her little face turned towards him.
Her eyes closed, her cheeks flushed with pink, her eyebrows slightly knitted, and there was a touch of girlish expectation in her expression.
Uesugi Sakura leaned in slowly and nibbled her soft, sweet lips.
No matter how many kisses, it never felt enough.
Having such a young and beautiful wife truly filled him with happiness.
However, when they pulled apart, Uesugi Sakura noticed Mrs. Hanamaru standing at the door with a smiling face, observing them.
...
The situation was a bit awkward.
...
Mrs. Hanamaru watched the young couple flirting and didn’t say much; she just reminded Uesugi Sakura to come help with dinner.
Uesugi Sakura helped Hanamaru Hanabi to the living room to watch TV. After a day, she was still limping.
Originally, Hanamaru Hanabi said she would cook dinner, but since Mrs. Uesugi and Mrs. Hanamaru came to visit today, seeing that Hanamaru Hanabi couldn’t walk well, they took over the task of cooking dinner tonight.
"Sakura, cut the potatoes."
"Alright." Uesugi Sakura replied to his mother.
He was quite skilled with a knife, rolling up his sleeves, picking up the knife, and effortlessly slicing a few potatoes into evenly-sized strips.
He placed the potato strips into a bowl for filtering, turned on the tap, and rinsed them with clear water.