Chapter 285 This is not right

On the sofa in the living room, Shimizu Mi was lying quietly on Amemiya Mido's lap.

With the help of candlelight, Amemiya Mido carefully checked the inside of his ear.

Although Qing Shuijian didn't feel embarrassed, this feeling still made people subconsciously sigh, is this the tenderness that only married women can have?
In order to help Shimizu Mitsuko, Amemiya Mido had to bend down, which made the beautiful scenery hidden in the collar of her clothes appear.

"Then... let's start."

After completing the preparations, Amemiya Mito whispered in Shimizu's ear.

The hot and humid breath hitting his ears made Qing Shuijian feel a little itchy. This feeling had an indescribable ASMR feel.

"It might be a little itchy next, so don't move."

Amemiya Mido gave a gentle instruction and then inserted the bamboo ear spoon.

A tingling sensation spread from Qingshuijian's ears, then slowly extended into his brain and seemed to penetrate into his heart.

Because the sun had set and there was a power outage in the living room, in order to see clearly inside Kiyomizu's ear, Amemiya Midori had to move her upper body frequently, which caused her clothes, which were hanging in the air, to sway back and forth.

Because of the soft breasts of Amamiya Mido that occasionally rubbed his cheek, Qing Shuijian couldn't help but ask: "Auntie Amamiya, this will be more tiring, right? How about changing to a more comfortable position?"

"Eh? I can do either...but it's really hard to see inside this way." Amemiya Midu said weakly.

Since both of them were sitting side by side on the same sofa, not only would Amemiya Mito feel inconvenient, but Shimizu Mitsuki would also easily get tired from keeping the posture of bending over with his head resting on her thighs.

Shimizu waited for Amemiya Mito to take out the ear spoon, then got up from her thighs and started taking off his shoes.

"It's a pity that the sofa is not big enough and there is no bed here. How about this, Aunt Amamiya, you sit at the end of the sofa first."

Amamiya Mito obediently sat at the back of the sofa, but she was a little confused. What kind of posture should she use? It doesn't seem very convenient to clean her ears.

Until... Qingshuijian took off his shoes, lay down on the sofa, and rested his head on her thighs.

Amemiya Mi was a little frozen. She had never expected that the more comfortable position that Shimizu Mi mentioned was actually lying directly on her thighs.

Isn't this... a bit too fast?
"Aunt Amamiya?"

Seeing this, Shimizu looked at the dazed Amamiya Midori with confusion and asked.

"Are you tired? Do you want to take a break before continuing?"

Because there are only two people in Amemiya Iori's family, Amemiya Mido and her daughter Amemiya Iori, so the large sofa they bought was only big enough to seat three or four people. After Shimizu Mi lay down on it, part of his calf was still left exposed.

"……what?"

Amamiya Mido suddenly came back to her senses and quickly shook her head: "No, no, you can continue."

"Then trouble you."

Qingshuijian enjoyed the soft and smooth touch of his face and the beauty of the wife's thighs. The fragrance emanating from her body made him feel as if he was floating in the clouds, and he slowly closed his eyes.

Looking at Shimizu's peaceful face with his eyes closed, Amemiya Midu continued to bend down and help him clean his ears.

While Amamiya Mido was carefully cleaning her ears, she asked the questions in her mind softly and carefully.

"My legs... don't look good, do they? Wouldn't it disgust you to see me lying on them?"

"Really? I think she's very pretty, why would Aunt Amamiya think so?"

"really?"

"Of course, if you close your eyes and don't look at it like this, it feels very similar to Iori's, there's no difference."

As he spoke, Shimizu stretched out a finger and gently poked Amamiya Midori's thigh, as if he wanted to try the touch to verify his words.

Amemiya Mito was shocked by Shimizu's bold action and quickly stopped her ear cleaning work.

"See……?!"

"Yeah, that's right, Aunt Amamiya's legs are just as great as Iori's."

Qing Shuijian reached out and gently poked him twice. This was not just a polite remark, but a sincere compliment from his heart.

In fact, this is true. Amamiya Mido has maintained her figure and skin so well that people would think she is a college girl in her twenties.

"Well……"

Amemiya Mido let out a sticky groan from deep in her throat and tensed her insteps in embarrassment.

"I'm sorry, did that make you uncomfortable?"

"No, I don't feel uncomfortable..."

Slowly, Amemiya Mido's peach blossom eyes became moist.

It was not until Shimizu felt his cheeks seemed to be a little wet that he realized that some water-like liquid seemed to have soaked his cheeks.

"Aunt Amamiya...are you crying?"

"No, no..."

Is it because I just touched her thighs twice?
Shimizu saw that what he did just now did not mean anything bad, but he thought it was indeed a little inappropriate, so he apologized to Amamiya Mido.

"No, it's not Jian's fault. I just didn't expect someone to praise me like that. I'm obviously much older, but Jian still compared me to a little girl like Iori..."

"I'm just telling the truth."

"Don't make fun of your aunt with such words."

Amemiya Mido gently pulled Shimizu Mi's earlobe.

Even though she said that, Shimizu Mi was really just speaking her true thoughts.

Amemiya Mido wiped her eyes with the back of her hand. Although Shimizu Ken's words stirred ripples in her heart, she still tried to keep her hands steady and continued her ear cleaning work, but she was more careful and slower than usual.

"Alright, that's almost done. Next I'm going to use the hair ball to clean it. It might be more itchy than before, so just bear with me for a while."

Amamiya Mido said with a trembling voice.

"Ah."

While enjoying it, Qingshui saw that he had time to respond.

Amemiya Midori changed the ear pick to another side and gently rotated the fur on the other end inside Shimizumi's ear. This feeling was ten times more itchy than before, but surprisingly comfortable.

Qingshui Jian couldn't help but gasp. This was too unfair. Even he, a grown man, almost couldn't help but make an embarrassing sound.

Shimizu tried his best to endure it, but the ball of fur in Amemiya Mido's hand gently tickled his ear and accidentally poked a very sensitive spot.

Instinctively, Shimizu grabbed hold of Amamiya Midori's thigh, causing her to groan.

"See, that... is it itchy? It's almost over, so bear with it a little longer."

Amemiya Mido was also trying her best to endure it, because Shimizu Ken suddenly grabbed her thigh without any warning, which was really too stimulating for her.

Finally, the ear cleaning work entered the halftime break.

Amamiya Mido reminded: "The ears here have been cleaned. How do you feel? Do you feel better?"

"Yeah, I feel much better. Thank you Aunt Amamiya."

"It doesn't matter, as long as I can be of help...then, um...can I help you clean the other side too?" Of course it is impossible to clean only one side when cleaning the ears. Since one side has been cleaned, it is natural to clean both sides.

"Well, I'll trouble Aunt Amamiya then."

Qingshuijian agreed very straightforwardly and turned over.

However, it was only then that he realized something a little embarrassing.

After turning his face to the side, his face was now facing Amamiya Midori's lower abdomen.

Amemiya Midori was also startled. The warm breath of Shimizu sprinkled on her skin under her skirt through the hem of her skirt, making her unable to help but clamp her legs together.

When Qingshui Jian turned towards her, he naturally noticed her reaction.

Amemiya Mido probably felt as embarrassed as he did. Although she couldn't see anything due to the dim light, she couldn't avoid exhaling.

Shimizu thought that this was all because of him, so he tried to find a topic to ease the awkwardness.

"Auntie Amamiya smells so good, what perfume does she use?"

Shimizu tried to distract himself by chatting, but then he felt something strange.

Although there were a few candles lit on the coffee table, the candlelight was still very dim. How did Amemiya Midoriya see into his ears?
Amamiya Mido quickly came to her senses and replied, "I don't use perfume, but I occasionally borrow Iori's skin care water. What's wrong... Is there some strange smell on me?"

As she spoke, Amemiya Mido seemed a little depressed.

"No such thing, Aunt Amamiya smells delicious."

To prove this, Shimizu sniffed at Amemiya Midori's clothes.

Qing Shuijian suddenly realized at this moment that Mrs. Amamiya was a little too bad, whether it was the thigh she was resting her head on, her figure, her age, or even the smell on her body...

Qing Shuijian's sniffing of Amamiya Mido made Amamiya Mido blush, but she couldn't help but feel happy. Her smell was liked, just like her thighs...

Thinking of this, Amemiya Mido couldn't help but smile and started the second half of the ear cleaning.

At this time, Qingshuijian finally resolved the doubts in his mind.

He tried to look up at Amamiya Midori, but his eyes were blinded by the strong light and he subconsciously closed his eyes.

That’s right, Amemiya Mito was able to help Shimizu Mitsukoshi with her ears in such a dim environment, all relying on the flashlight function of her mobile phone for lighting.

However, Amemiya Mido had both of her hands working. One hand was holding Shimizu's head to prevent it from rolling off her legs, and the other hand was digging at his ears.

So, how did she manage to hold the phone for lighting at the same time?

It was only at this moment that Shimizu realized how exaggerated Mrs. Amemiya was.

It turns out that you can really put things on it.

But this is really hard, Qingshui Jian couldn't help but sigh inwardly, and then put his hand on the other's slender waist to prevent himself from accidentally rolling off her legs. At the same time, it could also relieve some of the pressure on Amemiya Mido's hand.

When touching Amemiya Mido's waist, the latter's body trembled slightly, but she did not avoid it and did not say anything.

At this time, Amemiya Mido was no longer in the mood to pay attention to so many things. The breath she felt on her skin, even through her skirt, still made her feel hotter and hotter.

She also had to focus on cleaning her ears and had to be extra careful, which was already very tiring.

As time passed, the temperature gradually dropped along with the night, but Amamiya Mido felt that her face was getting hotter and hotter.

Perhaps because of the hard work, her breathing seemed short, and occasionally her moist lips opened slightly, and her breathing was disordered.

Qingshuijian might be a little tired, the strength of his hands supporting his waist loosened, and he slowly slid down unconsciously.

Amemiya Mito couldn't see his expression and continued to help him with the ear cleaning.

"See, it's over."

Amemiya Mido put away the ear spoon and gently fanned her hot cheeks with her hands.

"..."

However, Qingshui saw that there was no response.

So, Amamiya Mido called out softly again: "See you?"

Still no response.

Could it be that he fell asleep?

Amemiya Mido finally realized this and found evidence - from the beginning, Shimizu Mi's hand was just covered there without any movement.

"You're so cute when you're asleep..."

Amemiya Mido looked at Shimizu Mi who was sleeping on her thighs. Although her breasts were so plump that she couldn't see his face unless she changed the angle, which made Amemiya Mido feel very inconvenient, but the sleeping face of him that she could vaguely see through the gap made her feel that it was very cute, peaceful and beautiful.

If this posture wasn't a bit difficult, Amamiya Mi felt that she could watch it all day.

Looking at the defenseless profile of the boy in deep sleep, Amamiya Midori's originally hot cheeks finally calmed down, but her heart couldn't help but be moved.

At this moment, there were only her and Qingshui Jian in the living room.

And Qingshuijian fell asleep.

In other words, no matter what she does now, no one else will know...

outside the window.

The wind swayed.

Amemiya Midu continued to stare at Shimizu Ken's peaceful profile, her heart filled with waves of emotion.

The back figure that made her feel reliable at that time, the sharp eyes she saw from the frog mask, and the unexpected cuteness that matched his age, all made Amamiya Mi feel as if her heart was beating faster.

No, it wasn't as if, Amemiya Mido really felt her heartbeat getting faster.

Because it happened so long ago, Amemiya Mido could hardly remember the last time she felt this way.

"...I see he's such a nice guy."

Amemiya Midu said "good person" instead of "good child".

Her hand unconsciously stroked Qing Shuijian's cheek and she stared at his lips. Although she didn't intend to do that, her waist gradually bent down involuntarily.

As her face gradually approached Shimizu's lips, Amemiya Mito felt her heart beating faster than ever before.

Is it because you are nervous because you know you are doing something bad?

Although she knew it was wrong to do so, Amamiya Mido still couldn't stop herself...

"Chirp~"

Amemiya Midori finally made a slight sound on Shimizumi's cheek.

For a moment, my heart seemed to be calmer than before because of this light kiss.

however--

"Mom, what are you doing?"

(End of this chapter)