Ceo Galak That's My Husband Candidate
#49 Again ? and again?
Time shows at 3 am, seen barack has awoken from his sleep, he set both feet on a white fur carpet in line with the sofa he slept on.
He rubbed his face slowly while then randomly shuffling his hair alternately, his gaze immediately fixed towards luna yamg still lying on his bed.
Barack got off the sofa, and stepped up to approach the luna.
He saw the body of luna who was curled hugging her own body as if she looked cold because the badcover she used to cover her body had moved and fell to the floor.
While luna's body is only wrapped by a clean white shirt that looks very big on her body, she said, t-shirts with a wide neck piece if in use luna make both of his shoulders are white clean it is visible, and the length of the shirt when wearing luna length up to the knee and only cover part of the thigh.
It made her look very sexy when she fell asleep on her side like now.
Barack tried to sit on the edge of the lip of his bed so as to make a small vibration on the bed that made Luna wake up from her sleep.
Luna began to open her eyes slowly and she saw that Barack's face was right in front of her.
"Barack?" luna quickly woke up from her sleep and immediately changed her position so that now she was sitting on the bed.
Clearly visible form in each curve barack body and perfect stomach like a torn bread was, as if waving a wave towards the luna to touch it.
Luna raised her right hand slowly grabbed the stomach of barack who had attracted her attention earlier.
There was a very wide smile on Luna's face after successfully putting her hands on the hard stomach and shaped city of the box.
Barack grabbed the hand of luna who still continued to touch her sixpek belly, he guided luna's hand slowly up and down to her chest.
It felt the pulsation of barack's heart that penetrated the skin of luna's palm.
Barack's heart rate feels like his current heartbeat.
Seemed on the two cheeks luna flushed red and she tried to cover her mouth with one more hand because she felt disbelief with everything in front of her eyes.
Barack let the luna continue to touch his chest while to his two hands pull the leg luna so that his body dragged and getting closer to the body barack.
Their faces were getting closer, too,
barack attached his forehead to the forehead of the luna, so that the breath of the rough luna because his heart was beating even faster until it sounded.
He reached two shoulders of luna that was not wrapped in the shirt by barack.
He tried to push her slowly until she lay down again on the bed, but this time barack locked her body with his body, he put his luna foot between his legs.
Barack put his hands on the right and left shoulders of the luna, he used his hands to support his body that was above the luna body.
The smile on Luna's face was very visible if she was holding back the embarrassment, because barack continued to look towards her two eyes gently.
There was a faint smile on Barack's face at the time.
Slowly the barracks brought his head closer and buried his face in the neck of the luna.
Looks luna's body slightly wriggled to hold the tingling sensation caused by barack when showering his neck with a soft kiss.
Barack then hugged the luna's body, until they finally rolled on the bed, rolling again until they fell out of bed.
bruughhh!!! the sound of luna's body falling from the bed barack.
"Addduuuuhhhh" luna groaned quietly while holding the lower part of her painful waist.
The pain of falling from the bed made the luna wake up from her dream.
"Heh??????" seen on the face of Luna asked while feeling confused that she really fell from the bed.
"Yes ammpuuuuuunn!!!, , I can usually dream like that, my goodness! why did you become that semesum now, , iiiiihhh" luna was irritated with herself, appearing several times she kept patting her forehead.
The sunlight that has not been perfectly illuminated began to be seen peering between the windows that try to force to be able to enter the room.
He saw that Barack's body was still asleep on the sofa with a blanket wrapped in his body. He tried to get up from his seat on the floor, then slowly stepped his legs towards Barack's body.
Luna bent down on her knees beside the sofa so easily she could stare at the face of barack who was still asleep, her face looking very innocent.
Luna ventured to reach out her hand to grab the blanket that was still covered with the entire body of barack.
In his absence, the blanket slowly, until half of Barack's body was seen.
"Don't I not actually dream???" luna found that the upper part of Barack's body was not wearing clothes, so she had thought that what happened earlier was real.
Slowly with a very worried taste luna tried to convince herself by touching the stomach of barack that looks like a torn bread.
But this time only by using the tip of one finger, the index finger.
"When you touch it feels like it's in my dream?, but it's true, isn't it?" luna said in the day.
When touching the stomach of barack with his finger, barack woke up and immediately looked at the luna who was focusing on looking at his stomach.
Luna realized that, so her eyes looked wide and immediately pulled her hand back.
But barack had already held his hand and instead deliberately attached it to the chest of barack that field.
"If you want to hold it, just hold it" he said.
Luna's face turned red so she tried to pull back her hand, but barack still held it tightly so that luna's hand still continued to touch freely on barack's chest.
Her heart was already out of control, so she tried to pull her hand again.
But this time barack did not examine it so that the luna fell and sat on the floor that is based on the fur carpet.
"Ouch!" once again luna held the lower part of her waist that had been sick now in addition to her pain.
There was a giggling sound from the mouth of Barack who was watching luna fall in front of him.
But the laughter of barack when it disappeared, he began to look wrong in his own behavior, now the look of barack's face looks flushed when looking at the luna that fell sitting down with two legs attached to his chest, now look red, fleeting and faintly visible pink luna panties tickled barack's eyes.
Barack did not have the fuss to look in that direction, but want how else, it has presented itself, but barack deliberately did not want to tell luna, fearing that later luna would even misunderstand him.
Seen once from the face of barack if he really really embarrassed when accidentally had to see it.
"Why are you still sitting there? quickly get up" he ordered in a fierce tone.
Barack quickly got off the couch and went into the bathroom.
Luna was silent and still looked confused by barack's attitude just now.
Hungry because last night had to drag the heavy body of Barack up to the room, worms in his stomach began to linger, interspersed with the pain as in sayat because so hungry.
Luna opened the refrigerator and took out some food items, such as butter eggs and chives.
He started by washing the rice clean, then scratched the water using his finger to control the least amount of water that should be put into the rice.
Because of his intention to make porridge so he deliberately added the water many times.
After that he concocted the seasoning to give flavor to the porridge, and finally he put the egg and scallion whisk into it.
Luna inhaled a puff of smoke coming out of the small pot.
"Hmmmmm" he was impatient to eat the porridge.
Barack walked out of the room and approached the moon with his body wrapped in a black shirt.
"Make what?" barack asked as he opened the refrigerator door and pulled out a bottle of mineral water.
While holding back all his rage from feeling embarrassed, Luna continued to slowly stir the porridge that had begun to look a small explosion in it.
"Make porridge" he answered short.
"For whom?" ask Barack again while swooping a drink that had been held in his mouth so as to make his two cheeks expand.
See Luna looking towards barack with a face full of questions.
"Why ask who, which is sure to make me" said Luna slightly ketus.
He immediately turned off the stove after the porridge was ready to be eaten.
Barack just looked at the luna who was pouring the still hot porridge into the bowl.
And true what luna said, the porridge had gone into one manhkuk only and there was no visible residue in the pot.
Barack put the bottle on the table then he folded his hands, while looking into the eyes of Luna who was still busy with her porridge.
"Seriously, just for you, then, , Where do I make me?" ask her again.
"Later if there is the rest" looks once luna is pranking barack, a smile on his face that looks underestimated it makes barack more sharpen his gaze towards the moon.
Because the table in front of it was deliberately made by barack like the style of a bartender table in most clubs, so luna did not find a seat there.
With the sihap luna straight up and sit on a table that is as high as barack waist, maybe even taller a little more.
Luna deliberately ate the porridge slowly while showing barack how delicious the porridge tasted.
He saw the shoulder of the luna that was not covered by the shirt he wore, because the neck of the shirt itself was too wide to fall and stuck on his arm.
And again his thighs that look partly it makes barack wrong again, occasionally barack stretch the muscles of his neck muscles are stiff after seeing the behavior of the luna.
His feet were swaying like a child under the table.
I don't know since when barack had the courage to stare into the luna's body in detail.
His gaze turned to the tiny lips of light pink luna that looked wet and was blowing porridge on the spoon that was still emitting a puff of hot smoke.
It looks that the barack jakun moves up and down when he sees the luna devouring the porridge continuously, until finally it is not left, even in the bowl until it is clean.
"Upsss, , it's up, so sorry there's nothing left" luna pointed her empty bowl at barack.
"There's still the rest" barack's tone seemed to be challenging luna.
Hearing the word barack he continued to look towards the bowl he had in his hand.
"Where?" luna replied with a face that looked mocking towards barack.
Barak walked closer to luna even he deliberately leaned his front waist to the table between the legs luna.
Luna was aghast in shock so she herself pulled back her body to stay away from barack's barada body right in front of her.
"What do you want?" luna's face had started to redden, her heart was also pounding again.
The bowl in the hand of the luna, then barack placed it next to the thigh of the luna on the table.
Barack began to hold the small waist of luna with both hands, and immediately pushed her closer to her body, even very close.
He raised his head to easily see the face of Luna who was slightly taller than him.
"You want what you?!!" luna bartanya again to make sure while shaking her body towards the back.
But barack firmly held luna's body to stay close to her.
"Say I got the rest, so now I'll call it" said barack, he also directly kissed the lips luna which still have the rest of the porridge there.
Her eyes were wide open, she felt almost unable to do that to him.
At the point of the mouth luna using his hand, naun barack who saw it immediately pulled and held the hand luna.
"Why is it covered, instead of you telling me to eat the rest?, it's on your lips a lot of the rest of the porridge, here" barack kissed the lips luna again.
"In sisni" again, barack pecking lip luna the other part.
"And here" again barack pecked at the lips that have not been kissed.
The luna's body nailed, as she watched barack shower her with a kiss that made her heart jump to and fro.
"Why silence, , ??" barack's question doesn't need an answer.
"Dating yuk" he continued, the word that came out of barack's mouth just now sounded soft in the ear of luna, but so pierced into his eardrum, short but straight to the point.
Luna could no longer think what to answer.
Sat barack showered her with a kiss, she couldn't do anything, and she couldn't even get her heartbeat back to normal, what else is this added by the time he blurted out the word he said just now.
his heart exploded in his chest.
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