Bed The Mafia

Want To Sing

Chequelek

Quenby opened the door and saw her husband daydreaming, making Quenby walk up to the bed and sit next to her husband waving his hand to his face.

" Dear," call Quenby

" Uh... What's up, honey?" fico asked as he stroked his wife's cheek.

" What's up, honey? I saw my husband daydreaming, thought of another woman?" quenby asked without answering her husband's question in a suspicious and jealous tone.

" My dear is jealous, yes" seduced Fico as she held onto Quenby's two cheeks to look at him.

" If I think of another man, my husband is jealous?" quenby asked without answering her husband.

" Whose man do you think of?" asked Fico with a face suddenly darkened.

" If I answer, will my husband hit me or hit the man?" ask Quenby.

" Hit that guy, who is he?" ask Fico while holding back his anger.

" My husband whom I love the most is Mr. Romero Fico Saverio. My husband wants to beat himself up?" ask Quenby nosy.

Fico's originally darkened face like a cloudy cloud suddenly turned bright like the sun that dazzled his eyes made Fico smile happily and wanted to tease Quenby.

" Try repeating again?' ask Fico without answering Quenby's question.

" There's no re-broadcast" Quenby replied as he lay on the bed and turned his back to Fico.

" pffttt... Hahahaha.." Fico let out a laugh when he heard Quenby say.

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" My wife is very happy to make her husband jealous" said Fico while hugging his wife from behind.

" Who started first?" quenby said, holding her husband's hand.

" The story is back?" Tempta Fico while playing one of the himalayan shoots belonging to Quenby.

" Yes dong, my husband is jealous if I think of another man let alone me if my beloved husband thinks of another woman" Quenby replied as he turned his back and looked at her husband's handsome face.

Cup

" I'm so happy that you're jealous and love me so much and I'm so jealous and love you so much" Fico said.

" Dear," call Quenby

" I'm sleepy and want to be hugged, can I?" ask spoiled Quenby.

" Of course I can" replied Fico, who liked his wife very much to be spoiled with him.

Quenby rested his head on her husband's chest while hugging Fico's waist while Fico returned his wife's embrace.

" Dear," call Quenby again

" Hmmmmm," replied Fico deheman again.

" I want to." said Quenby hanging up his sentence while making an abstract pattern on the chest of her husband's field.

" Dear, please stop making abstract patterns on my chest" Fico said.

" What's the matter?" quenby asked innocently as his head looked up.

" My dear woke up my little sister" whispered Fico.

" Does my darling have a little sister? where's his little brother?" ask Quenby plain

" This is my little brother," Fico replied as he pointed Quenby's hand down the abdomen where his holy spear slowly began to wake up.

" Have my husband big and long yes" Quenby said as he played his husband's magic spear.

" Quenby stop, do you want me to eat again?" ask Fico while holding Quenby's hand.

" No, I'm tired, baby" replied Quenby, who understood Fico's words.

" I know that's why don't try to lure me" said Fico.

" Fish of times on the fishing line," quenby chirped as she leaned back her head against her husband's chest.

" That's you," said Fico, shuffling Quenby's hair.

" Collapse to know" said Quenby as he tidied his hair.

" Bariin, oh ya just called me what's wrong?" ask Fico while yawning.

" I want to sleep but I want to sing to my husband? can I?" quenby asked as his head looked up with a glazed look.