Conqueror of the Casanova

Of attention?

...Happy Reading's...

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"She said she'd help me get changed?" said Gio, seeing Diandra with a grin.

Diandra swallowed his saliva, looking at the smiling Gio who looked suspicious in his opinion. Slowly she began to approach her husband.

"Wheel smile? Don't ge'er yeah, I just want to help you, because Randi can't help you!" said Diandra with a face that looks red.

Gio chuckled, he then grimaced while holding his head.

"Sssh," his vision closed his eyes. The frown on his forehead looked so deep, as if he was enduring a very severe pain.

"Eh, why? Where's that sick?" diandra asked while sitting on the side of the bed.

His face looked completely worried mixed in confusion, looking at the agonized Gio.

"So, this hurts a lot" Gio complained as he held his head.

Inwardly, Gio smiled as he looked at Diandra who was so worried about him.

He did not lie, the pain was really felt, only when he was in front of Diandra, he did not want to show it too much.

Diandra blew a slow wound on Gio's head, trying to relieve the pain her husband was feeling.

"Where is it going?" ask Diandra.

Gio smiled, he then nodded. "Heem, it's light."

It's funny you, baby. Indeed this is a small child's wound that can be healed by blowing it like that, Gio's inner.

"Please help me change clothes, this is very uncomfortable," Gio said again, leaning his body on the head of the bed.

Diandra looked silent for a while, although then nodded faintly, while instantly petrified giving a pillow behind Gio's back.

With her hands slightly shaking, Diandra began to open one by one the buttons of her husband's shirt.

This morning, I helped him change his shirt. But why do I feel different now? inner Diandra.

Gio grimaced as he undressed his shirt, he felt his back shoulder throbbing.

Diandra then opened the T-shirt in Gio, so carefully, she could see how many bruises were on her husband's hands and shoulders, even on his back.

"Actually why are you? Why are the wounds so much like this?" ask Diandra.

"Nothing, it's just a misunderstanding. I'm fine" replied Gio.

"Nothing what, look at it, your body is full of wounds like this," said Diandra.

Gio smiled, he let Diandra pay attention to his entire upper body.

Diandra grimaced to see the body that usually looks clean without wounds, now looks bluish red.

"This must be very painful," said Diandra, staring with concern all over Gio's body.

"All the pain is gone, if I see you smile, dear," replied Gio, giving a temptation to his wife.

Diandra was staring at the annoyed face of Gio who was smiling at her.

"Ck, it's been battered like this, still can talk unclear. You playboy stamp frog!" decak Diandra's.

Gio chuckled, he could see Diandra's teary eyes, looking at every wound on her body. That's why he purposely spoke like that, to comfort his wife.

He knew that Diandra was really worried about him. Only, the woman was too prestigious to reveal all that, directly to him.

"That's right, all this pain will go away if I see you smile. Try now you smile," said Gio.

"Ga will!" answer Diandra.

He took a container of warm water and a small towel to clean all the dirt on Gio's body.

"Come on, I want to see you smile, a little bit," said Gio.

"So!" answer Diandra again.

"Darling, smile dong, just a little." Gio was still trying to persuade Diandra.

Diandra smiled, even though it looked forced. "Happy?!"

"Beautiful" replied Gio.

"Ck!" decak Diandra, wallai can not be denied if he had to bite the small part of his inner lips, to hold his smile.

Diandra started wiping Gio's body. He grimaced when he saw a sizable lump on Gio's temple.

Gio chuckles. "You think?"

"Sssh, it must be very painful," said Diandra, as if she could feel how much pain Gio was suffering.

Gio looked at the face of Diandra who was closer to him. Inwardly, he wanted to stay in such a position even longer.

Enjoying every curve of his wife's face, which always fascinated him for his umpteenth time.

"What the hell are you doing, after fighting everything? It would be a wound like this .. It can not be talked about properly huh?!" diandra Oceh.

He chose to avoid eye contact with Gio, he always averted his eyes, as the eyes of the two were about to meet.

"Ju aja Mamah and Gita go home, you've been battered like this. Ck, when they find out, what do I have to do to try?" Diandra continued his chat.

Gio smiled at the ravings of Diandra, he knew it was a form of concern for his wife to him.

"No one will know, baby.you are calm, yes" said Gio.

Diandra looked at Gio's face with a gaze that was hard to decipher. However, Gio was not at all intimidated by Diandra's gaze, he instead found it funny.

"Darling, why are you so funny?" gio asked, he enjoyed every smooth move on his wife's face, which was done by Diandra.

"Don't you, I'm a comedian, you say funny?" diandra Debate, subconsciously she pressed hard enough on the part that looked blue.

"Armgh! Sick, honey," growled Gio.

"I'm sorry, I didn't accidentally! It hurts like hell?" diandra asked as she began to blow again the area she had pressed earlier.

"Heem, this hurts," Gio replied, as if he was taking advantage of the situation.

The cup!

A flash of Gio dabbed on Diandra's lips is very tempting.

"Gio!" diandra shouted directly away from Gio.

"Yes, baby." Gio replied, as if Diandra was calling out to him.

"You again?" gio asked with a teasing smile.

"Basic bum!" decak Diandra's.

His heart rate is getting harder, until it feels tight in the chest. Without Gio realizing it, all his treatment made Diandra unable to control herself.

Gio chuckled, he really liked seeing Diandra's face that was met with red, due to the small temptation from her.

Even so, Diandra still continued his activities, wiping Gio's body.

After the face was finished, Diandra switched on Gio's hands and body.

"Haah, dear," exhorted Gio, teasing Diandra, as her wife wiped her chest.

"Gio! It's noisy! Can you just shut up?" swear Diandra, vent his frustration by nagging Gio.

He reflexively released his hand from Gio's body and distanced his body, until it sat straight back up.

"Its ...." Gio again said softly, while closing his eyes, as Diandra began to wipe it again. It was as if he was enjoying a touch of Diandra.

"Gio! You lap yourself if it's like that!" diandra wanted to stand up.

Gio chuckles. "Yes-yes, not like that anymore. Sorry."

Gio held Diandra's hand, so as not to move from nearby.

Diandra looked annoyed at Gio's face, she continued her activities by holding back her annoyance at Gio.

As before, Gio continued to tease Diandra, until the body-wiping event alone, took almost an hour.

Finished by cleaning the body and compressing all the bruises on Gio's body, also put the clothes back on, now Diandra can breathe freely.

Heuh! Finally finished too, inner Diandra.

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Attention is not always in the form of tenderness. Because, sometimes a person can only bring out his attention in a different form.

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