Tensei Shitanode Tsugi Koso wa Shiawasena Jinsei wo Tsukande Misemashou

My husband, somehow, has a habit of trying to do anything for me. I'm not a squire anymore, so I do things around me and ask my maid, but Jill herself tries to do it.

Then Jill will definitely be escorting you when you go outside. I'll leave it to someone else. Jill can work, but I won't give in there. Well, when Mr. Loran or Mr. Fiona comes, they give in reluctantly.

"Liz, this way. I'll fix your hair."

The morning preparations will also be stopped because Jill will try to change to boulders, but you want to choose your clothes, right? It's also a good idea to wear the clothes Jill chooses, so I'm letting that go.

When Jill sits in front of the dresser as she wants to do it, Jill combs her hair with a hand she's used to. He seemed to like touching my hair since I was a squire, but it doesn't seem to change when I get married.

I like getting my hair combed, so it feels good, but I still think that this kind of thing is what makes the maid do it. No, I don't mind because I'm good at it.

"Liz's hair is really beautiful, soft and glossy. It's comfortable to touch."

"I'm glad to hear that, but there's nothing Jill can do about it, is there?

"I want to."

Don't you like it? and I'm not even willing to refuse if I'm tilted in the neck. There's no reason why you don't like being touched by Jill, even in Jill's own habit.

Well, if Jill wants to touch me, stop and make me like it, and Jill will knit my hair in a good mood.... It's a little complicated to do difficult braids because you're far more clever than me.

If I had sat in front of the mirror for a few dozen minutes, I would have cleverly finished braiding this again. Somehow, you're really clever, aren't you?

"Yes, sir."

"Thank you. As always, the maid is amazing."

"It's as simple as that."

"... Jill is good at this for nothing, isn't he?"

Because it's for Liz.

It's a refreshing smile, but I don't know how much skill I have acquired for me. Although I can't cook and paint, I can basically do anything later. I'm so relieved that there are Ning Lao faults.

What a high spec squire, and a high spec husband, Jill, but such Jill comes cuddling me from behind.

"... Liz, we're off today, so let's take it easy"

"Hehe, you're right. I haven't had time to get some rest in Jill lately."

In the end, Jill took the honorable position of the previously vacant assistant mentor at the Enchantress House, or No. 2 at the Enchantress House. What I've been doing for several years has been the assistant mentor himself, but both fame and fame are the forms that Jill was entrusted with.

That's why he seemed to be busy with some new takeover business or something, and he didn't have a day to take his time. Are you really taking the day off, so you want to replenish the previously missing Liz ingredients?... I also supplied Jill.

I'm going to make Jill sweeten up a lot today... but if I let Jill like me indefinitely, I'll definitely go in the wrong direction and it's going to be a big deal, so I have to be careful. I've been through this once, so I just have to guide you well when I think about the next day.

Jill doesn't know my resolve, so she grabs me and moves to the couch. Now if they took me to bed, I'd have had to resist as much as I could, so I'm a little relieved.

"... do I look so disappointed?

She could tell what she was thinking with a subtly altered look, Jill, and I had to turn away because she sneered into my face with a bitter smile.

In fact, it's been a long time since we got married. Jill seemed satisfied, though.

"I'm not going to be Liz from this hour on."

"I hope you don't mind even after the night if you can."

"I can't guarantee that."

Oh, no. I can eat this.

It was me who shook my body unintentionally, but Jill put me on her knees and held me tight and mouthed me on her cheeks. There's no reason to seriously refuse because I have a real feeling that I'm loved at all, even though I complain about it in my mouth. It's a bad tach because he's sure of that, too.

He's such a planner husband, but he's telling me he loves me. Gyu, and it doesn't hurt, but it's tight, and I laugh happily when I drop my mouth, so I get caught and smile, too.

When Jill kisses her lips gently from me because she seemed to want a little something, she grins like a thick melt. Jill's cute out there, isn't that what happened?

"Liz is somewhat aggressive today. You don't usually do it from yourself."

"... because Jill... that, he was about to want"

Then I'm embarrassed, too, but I'm not going to respond if my dear husband wants me to. The first time I say it, it's limited.

Do you dislike it, and when I tilt my neck, I reply "No way". Then Jill layered her lips over her, and she turned her palms around her back of her head and fastened her.

Deep mouthing after eliminating the escape is cowardice.

When I slap him on the chest, Jill comes in extra deep and makes me hold his shirt in search of something to slap Jill on the chest.

I feel like I'm unnecessarily stirring Jill up with a leak in my voice that I don't really want to describe, but I can't stop myself. Silly, what a grunt between kisses, Jill laughs happily for some reason and mouths again.

Jill flirted with me for a while, and when I was released, my breath was up enough for my head to get confused. It's kind of unfair to just get better at Jill even though I'm still unfamiliar with these kisses.

"That kind of face, it's very colorful, isn't it? Even though it's usually unusual."

"... whose fault is it"

"It's me, right? Because you don't show it to anyone but me, okay?

Said sayingly with a smile, he groans silly again and buries his face in Jill's chest. They've seen it all, but it's embarrassing to be told that. Because Jill has a verse that she enjoys inciting my shame, so that's what's mean.

Then Jill, who combs her hair and strokes her with love, gives herself up to comfort even as she learns to be embarrassed. It's been a long time since I've been rushed by anything, and I'm happy to be able to stand up to each other like this, but it still stinks and doesn't lift my face.

You don't know which is sweeter with this.

You're guessing the cheeks are stained red, Jill honks her throat at at my attitude not trying to raise her face and softly hits her in the ear with "she's a cutie".... because I throw up all these really sweet words.

Strengthen your embrace to me, Jill, who can no longer look up extra. Besides, I'm going to eat my ears lightly, so I'm shy and shy, and I get extra heat on my face?

When you raise your face trying to complain unbearably, you are greeted with a mouthful. I knew it must have been Jill's idea, but I'm not willing to defy you or run away.

She eats her lips like she loves them and rubs her soft senses, making her head feel fluffy and floating again. Jill is doing a lot of good climbing her palms from my hips up while pinching her lower lip with her fu and lips, or whatever you want. I will do everything in my power to stop the boulder from happening.

... Well, the thing is, I love Jill, too, and we're just getting along. It's good for both of us to be here. I would be ashamed to die if someone else had seen me like this.

"Jill touches quite a bit, doesn't he?"

"I take it for granted that you want to touch my dear wife."

"... already"

I've been in quite a touch with you since before I got married. So it's natural that you want to touch someone you like. Well, I like to touch Jill too, so it's good.

Hold Jill's back, which has buried his face in his neck muscle, and I will also keep my weight with Jill. I felt the wonder and the back of my chest filled just because we wanted and were able to ask each other.... I knew you liked Jill, I think again.

"Jill, I like you."

"Don't you tell me you love me?

"... I'm embarrassed"

"Am I saying?

"... you don't have to tell me, I think you'll see"

"I want to hear it from Liz."

When I finally lost my roots to my husband smiling at me at close range and squealing small "I love you," Jill just let me smile and mouth it gently on my cheek, not saying if it was still this.

I'm a happy man, what a grunt, so I rubbed my cheeks against my chest to smile and sweeten too and whispered small "I'm a happy man too".