Dating Contract

CHAPTER 101: COOKING

A magnificent beauty in front of his eyes, Kevin struck a manhood while staring at the glint of sweat on his beautiful wife's back. For hours and hours and just rest for a while. He banged Lala who was willing to fall after standing for quite a while by holding on to the edge of the bed. He laid the body of the wife who was not powered. However, his wife will reach his manhood again, and there are not yet two minutes to reach the top.

"What's wrong with you .. Stop it, Babe, don't be like this" said Kevin in a slightly hunting voice, because the wife's hand was so magical that it could always awaken her passion.

"No. Let's get you in the morning!" Lala's voice raspy.

The bed linen that was soaked with sweat mixed with the fragrant life fluids of two humans filled the room. Kevin's dark blue eyes look at the wall clock, it's 12 p.m., he's wiping the sweat off his brow. Lala also helps wipe the sweat on Kevin's face with her tiny hands, while the other hand plays on Kevin's still-wet manhood.

Kevin clutched his wife's body not allowing Lala to tease him again. He doesn't want to indulge Lala's unusual attitude. His wife did not care about her own body fatigue. Even raise your own hand ... Lala looks not strong. Why his wife did not pay attention to the fatigue that risks the safety of her baby..

The sweat on Kevin's front body attached to Lala's back which was also soaked by sweat felt so soothing. Sweat bath with the wife seems to be a new hobby rather than working alone.

It is undeniable that he is amazed by the aggressiveness of the wife today. Lala is usually shy, changing 360 degrees which tonight continues to challenge her maleness passion. Doesn't it look so awkward for him or indeed the attitude of women changes completely after marriage. The burly hand pulled the blanket over his wife's innocent body.

"Honey, there are many beautiful women" said Lala who was completely exhausted.

"For me, you're the only one who's beautiful."

"May I ask?"

"Hem."

"If I die, will you cry?"

"I won't let you die, Babe. I won't cry, so don't die."

"Why aren't you romantic? kan__"

"You say that love need not be spoken but proved."

"You're a bitch, Kevin."

Kevin dyed Lala's hair wet with sweat. "Lala Clarissa, the more days, the more my love for you grows. I wish you could accept everything about me."

"I love you, I will learn to accept everything" Lala said.

" I thought Johan would get in my way, and it turned out that he accepted in the end. By the way you haven't told him? the happy news from you might be able to treat his disappointment. I heard his condition is still critical."

"What?! why did you just tell me?" ask Lala.

"I forgot, Babe, sorry. Persuade Richie so you can meet Johan. If I asked, he wouldn't give it."

"Hope Richie will listen to me." Lala looked back a little, "Dear, I don't want to see the chairman's wife without you. I don't understand their language."

"Come on, I'll keep you company. However, just for a little while because there was a lecture afternoon and afternoon, I had to go to SANLA."

"Oh yeah, I need a diary of the twins for Johan, in the drawer of the second shelf makeup table."

"Tomorrow morning, the diary is here yes, let's sleep."

"Thank you husband. Have you ever been alone with actresses or beautiful models in one room?"

"Often."

"What's!?Why."

"Only about the project, Babe."

"They touched you?"

"Little"

"Little is what!"

"From your body back."

Lala turned the body around, "so a little bit like what."

"Just shake hands."

"Lied."

"Are you jealous?"

Lala's looking for an heirloom weapon.

"Don't tease her, she's asleep. Come on ... The kasian twins, Babe," said Kevin grabbing Lala's hand, keeping her out of the dangerous arena.

"Sing me a song" said Lala who began to be unable to resist her sleepiness.

Kevin began to close his eyes, tighten his arms and began to linger...

🎼I don't want to know about this feeling unless it's you and me

I don't want to waste time, ooh

And I don't want to give my best to others.

I'd better wait for you, ooh

I don't want to give my heart away

For someone else.🎼

...🍀...

Her body hurts all the time she wakes up. At 6am, he had to prepare breakfast for his mission. Whether he was unsure, whether his inner determination was right or wrong.

Her husband looks so good in sleep with his face looking more and more shining after the pegumulan last night. Lala moved to the edge of the bed and stroked her stomach, sikembar actively kicked, "Mama wants to take a bath, son." Lala got up and began to struggle, her stomach was big, lucky the husband was never rough when fighting.

After taking a shower, Lala picked out some clothes that the maid had delivered yesterday.  In fact it is complete with **********. It looks new and has been washed. "Actually Richie wasn't too mean, he cared. She didn't even take advantage of the opportunity when I said I was gonna give her my body."

Short-sleeved green dress made of cotton, he chose, "Why he properly prepared carefully, this shirt fits again in the stomach, very comfortable." Inhaled by the smell of the shirt, Lala smiled so fond of the smell. For a moment he remembered his stupidity, "I'm really crazy! why would I say that? I'm not gonna betray Kevin! what if Richie charges it! Nah! I have to avoid Richie."

In the dining room - the second floor, Lala was looking for a man who yesterday spoke Indonesian. However, he was disappointed when he found the room empty.

"Lala?"

The voice was startling, Lala searched for the origin of the voice, "AH, Mr. Richie! you're awake," his eyes widened to see the man who was already full of sweat, until the sleeveless black shirt was attached to his muscular chest, he said, looking at the reddened white skin on the edge of Richie's large chest chunk that looked hard and strong, making Lala swallow her saliva.

The man squinted at Lala's unusual look on her chest. "Yeah, what are you doing?" ask Richie, then wipe the face with a small black towel.

Hearing that made Lala scratch her non-itchy head, and averted her eyes.From Richie's chest "I'm looking for the mustachioed Old Man, who curses the glasses."

Richie's eyebrows shot up next to, "OH butler. What, are you hungry?"

"No, I'm looking for a kitchen, I want to prepare myself, breakfast for Kevin. Let me borrow the kitchen."

An hour later, Richie finally helped Lala make breakfast after she changed clean clothes. The two men wear apron and are cool with their respective duties. Lala didn't think Richie was good at cooking outside the creepy side. The man told Lala a lot with some foods that he liked and what Kevin avoided to keep his fitness awake. He even just found out if Kevin really avoids unhealthy foods.

"I want to see Johan, when Kevin goes to college, Mr. Richie," Lala said, stirring the meat soup.

"Are you trying to cheat with Johan?"

"How can you say that. If anyone listens, they will misunderstand. We were close long enough and we were just friends."

"Give up, but I can't let you meet."

"Why? has he recovered from the critical?"

"She's still dealing with me, it looks like she's been sober this morning."

"You said you let go of Johan, why is there still business" said Lala, a little annoyed while cutting the root tip of the leek with great emphasis.

Tit Tit Tit!

Richie opened the microwave, then picked up the potatoes that were still steaming from the microwave.

"Sir Richie????" Lala demanded an answer.

"He must be my subordinate."

Lala walks over to Richie's, "why?"