Adorable Wife Mr. CEO Named

The Plan that Failed

Contains adult scenes (21+) please be wise in reading.

On Sunday, Juna kept his promise to take Faizah for a walk. Both are now walking small on the beach. Faizah did not release his grip on Juna's arm at all. It was as if she was afraid of her husband flying in the sea breeze.

"Seneng knows not the way both gini. It feels like the world belongs to both of us." Faizah looked up to see the handsome face of her husband.

Juna slightly lowered his head, looking at the wife's cute face. Because of anxiety, Juna also kissed the lips of his wife. "Bawels."

Faizah laughed a little. "Bawel-bawel gini ngangenin know. Really no?" Goda.

"No, it's ordinary." Juna turned his face away, then smiled.

"Dih. pake does not say everything. Still a prestige, the proof was maen nyosor-nyosor that." Ledek Faizah with a small laugh.

"Don't you think it's wrong of me to kiss my wife's lips?" Elak Juna does not want to lose to his wife.

Faizah chuckles funny. "Yes, your parents may be wrong."

Juna snorted little.

"Canda, Mom. Don't be mad, dong." Faizah looked up again. "Mas, thirsty."

"We're looking for the one selling young coconuts."

Faizah nodded, then they moved away from the shore and came to a stall there.

"How young are two." Pinta Juna's. The merchant also agreed. Then he invited his wife to sit in one of the gazebos facing the sea.

"Great seal, even though the streets are not much." Faizah complains while straightening his smooth legs. Juna looked over. Then without hesitation he slowly pulled his wife's foot and gave a small massage. Faizah who felt treated special was immediately blushing.

"Thank you, Mom." Say it sincerely. Juna did not reply, only glancing at his wife at a glance. While Faizah continued to pay attention to the handsome face of her husband.

"When we keep going. You have plenty of time for me, keep paying attention again. I feel like a special wife." Ocehniah.

"If I focus on you, then what do you want me to eat, diploma?" Juna Skak.

Faizah rebuked at her husband's response. "Ish, why the hell, Mas? Let's romantic. Once upon a time, follow the will of the wife."

"Sweety you."

"If it's not strange, how could we be husband and wife." Pissed Faizah pulled his leg. His pleasure suddenly disappeared and changed his annoyance.

"Riggers? A little cranky, like a little kid."

"Mas!" Furious Faizah. "No cravings for the wife. Good to doang. If it wasn't for Baby, I'd have stayed a long time, gone as far as possible."

"Where are you going?" Juna asked with a faint smile.

"Yes. The important thing is to be away from you." Answer Faizah origin.

"How far away from me?" Tempt Juna without staring at his interlocutor.

"Can be." Faizah quickly replied.

"Related?"

Faizah.

"I live two days if you whine and keep wanting me to come home. Still sure you want to go?"

Faizah glared at her estranged husband. "So. spiciness."

Juna smiled amusedly. Not long after that their order came.

"Thank you, Mom." Juna. "Oh yeah, what food is there?"

"There's fries, meatballs, siomay...."

"The french fries are one." Cut Juna. "You right?" Ask the wife.

"Hm." Faizah is still broken. Juna smiled again.

"That's it." Juna Imbuh. The seller nodded and hurried away. "Don't pout, you look ugly."

Spontaneous Faizah looked at Juna. "Which I'm ugly, satisfied are you?"

"Rubber." Sahut Juna who then sip coconut water.

"Mas!" The growl of Faizah hit Juna's arm in his crankcase. "Where I'm not ugly, every day you make me upset. You perverted husband, there's no romance."

"But love, right?"

"Yes, yes." Faizah replied spontaneously. But the next moment he was shocked himself. "Ih. kan ngeselin."

Juna also laughed a little because of the funny behavior of his wife. Since marrying Faizah, Juna feels her days are more colorful. Not without reason he often makes his wife upset. Instead he was happy when Faizah was upset and nagged all day. For him it was adorable. Though he used to hate the most with the scolding of Faizah, maybe true said the saying. Do not hate something too much, it could be that what we hate is actually good for us.

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"Why?" Tanya Juna sat beside his wife who looked listless. "You're angry with her daughter?"

Faizah. "Just disappointed, afraid he'll look like me, Mas. I'm a big installment. What if he follows in my footsteps. Guess the guy keeps getting pregnant?"

Juna laughed a little. "Self-conscious too."

"Ih... Why even bother anyway? I am sad again, Mas. I think our son's a guy, there's a good fight. Can play boxing, continue later I can also fishing with. Kan exclamation. If which girl I can fight with the same fishing. I keep bringing it to the salon."

Juna who heard that was shocked. "It's a good thing her daughter is a girl. Cook yes my child wants to be invited to fish."

"Sure, surely you never go fishing, right? It's like to know."

"There is no work." Ketus Juna's.

"Hiks... failed dong match plan. What if the Queen's daughter is also a girl? It's all fucked up."

Juna exhaled a rough breath. "I don't understand why you're so excited to marry children. I was born yet."

"I told you, let our descendants continue to excel." Faizah sat on Juna's lap. Face of her husband.

"Snack." Juna looked back at his wife.

"Mas, you're not married to me?"

Juna's eyebrows shot up. "Why is that?"

"The client knows. You will know myself I am strange, like to make a tantrum, installment, like to sulk, inverted berbading as your nature. Maybe you're embarrassed to have a wife like me."

Juna smiled. "So the truth, but what else? I've already married you."

"Why.why is that the answer?" Faizah pursed his lips. "Nothing is a more romantic answer, which can make the wife's heart happy?"

"Unfortunately there is not."

Faizah grunts his head. "Always a ngeselin."

Juna wrapped his hands around his wife's waist. "I think you're getting fat."

"Yes, my bb goes up two kilos. Wh why? Ugly am I fat?" Faizah poked both of her hands around Juna's neck with her sweet smile. "Enak knows the fat, tender fit hugged." Its effects.

"It's getting bigger too." Juna rolled his eyes towards the wife's chest.

"Ih. began to pervert. It's natural, Mas. I'm pregnant again."

Juna did not say, the focus was on the beautiful face of his wife. Faizah did the same. And I don't know who started it, now the lips of both of them have been wrestling hot. They are looking for each other to find satisfaction.

"Nghh." Faizah moaned as her husband's naughty hands played on both of her twin mountains. Then Juna let go of his wife's lips. There was disappointment in Faizah's eyes.

Faizah looked at Juna with a faint look. "Mas." Call him in a hoarse voice.

Juna smiled in anguish. "Why huh?"

"Responsibility." Whimpek Faizah's.

"What's the responsibility, diploma? I'm marrying you."

"Not that one."

"Which one?"

"Mas! I'll lose my mood." Kesal Faizah's. Juna smiled amusedly.

Feeling played with, Faizah took the initiative herself and immediately grabbed her husband's lips. Of course Juna was not surprised anymore because he was used to the aggressiveness of the wife. And he likes that. Because without the need to ask, Faizah always provides the best service for him.

"Mas, can't stand it." Whine Faizah with sweat that began to pour. I don't know since when the two no longer wear a thread. The clothes they were wearing were already scattered on the floor.

"Patience, dear." Whisperer Juna still enjoys every inch of the wife's beautiful body. Not to forget that he kissed Faizah's distended belly so seductively. His wife was getting sexy with a stomach that pops like now.

"Live it, Mas. Don't keep playing." Faizah continued to whine while wriggling uncontrollably under the support of Juna.

"Don't you like it like this?" Juna smiled mischievously.

"Uhhh...." Faizah moaned as her husband's big fingers played shrewdly down there. "Mass. nggghh...."

"Nake?"

Faizah who was already immersed in passion also nodded weakly.

"You ready?"

Again Faizah nodded. "More slow down, Mas. Afraid baby why."

"Yes. I can't hurt you as much as a baby." And the heat struggle was repeated in the room. The previously cold room temperature is suddenly hot due to their action. Both seem to forget themselves and forget time if it is shrouded in passion. Maybe their nature is inversely proportional, but the problem of the two beds have comparable needs. That's why they can't get away from each other.