Dating Contract

CHAPTER 104: KITCHEN

"Mr Richie, come eat with us."

Cold milk was taken by Richie from the refrigerator door shelf, "Chey, you think I'd like a cloak with that chirp." He poured up to half a glass, and stopped it, "You want me to throw the glass over his face? sickening just look at the claw," in the glass again filled in his hand until it was full.

Lala inched to Richie , then held back the glass of milk that almost stuck in the man's mouth, "please." Highlight Lala's eyes full of hope, "after a long time their relationship is not good, help me melt the silence." Lala pulls the glass away from Richie's mouth again hoping Richie will help.

"Who are you telling me, Saint's mistress, ck!" he said a little annoyed, he pulled his glass again, the throat was too dry to be moistened. "I'm thirsty!" Richie glared, the woman kept the glass away from his hand.

"Mr Richie is the most kind of gentleman, I beg you, just this time," said Lala memelas increasingly pulled the milk glass away from Richie.

'Basic!' inner Richie releases the milk glass, letting Lala grab it.

The glass slipped out of Lala's hand, which did not hold back firmly, and fell to the floor.

PRANGS!

Two men are hitched, a splash of milk fouled Richie's trousers and the slippers Lala wears. Once Richie moves Lala's stomach away, "Hey, let it go." Milk box in Richie's hand until dented due to Lala's stomach.

At Lala's pull slowly, Richie told Lala to stay seated on a brown wooden chair, next to a marble-clad kitchen table.

"Poo poo, call the butler," said Richie, Lala who was still surprised that she still had not digested Richie's words, she looked at the skin of her feet that was wet and sticky by milk, it was cold.

"Okay sir, soon," said Poo Poo echoing from the kitchen ceiling. The woman's voice stunned Lala, she looked left and right, there was no one but herself and Richie.

Lala saw an unusual sight, not far from her Richie was carrying a box of tissues, the tall body was crouching trying to take off her shoe slippers. The man wiped the sandals wet with milk until they were dry.

"Mr Richie, don't!"lala's strangulation as the man grabbed her wet fur slippers, and wiping Lala's soles with tissue made Lala's heart want to be dislodged from its place.

"Silent," he said, looking at the surface of Lala's feet, making the woman a little jittery until her toes bent firmly. "Hold on a second, small fragments can be invisible." Richie rubbed the sole of Lala's left foot with Richie's warm palm squatting.

"I can do it myself" Lala said as she watched Richie briefly and pulled on his leg, but the muscular hand kept her leg in Richie's firm grip, "Ah is sick," she said grimacing slightly.

Richie looked up, "sick?" a second later, he realized Lala's vision. Himself instantly loosened the grip,"Oh sory." Richie stuffed his sandals into Lala's tiny legs, "I help you, because you're having trouble with your big belly.”

Lala's right leg and sole - look red, "your blood circulation is good." Richie rubbed Lala's feet. Her index and thumb wiped Lala's toes, she slightly pressed them down, leaving a redder trail. Richie pulled the two corners of his lips up, the scene in front of him was so interesting as Lala's toes bent tightly looking kepelian.

Her index finger made a gentle touch from the tip of Lala's toes to the end of the heel.

"Gee! ticklish!"

Erang that made Richie's eyes glare, 'Sial!' the stone made his blood rustle. Richie hurriedly wiped Lala's lower back that looked slightly swollen, 'is this because of her pregnancy?' her mind immediately put on her big slippers. He gasped as he looked back, there was a butler already behind him, 'Did he hear Lala's sweet moans? ck! he's just an old man, calm down.' Inner Richie immediately stood up.

Lala was stirred with her soup still on the stove. He jumped up a bit and then stepped up quickly, and was grateful to know the half-baked carrot with the withered cabbage. Taste the pieces of chicken that have been bleached. 'already tender'. On a plate containing cabbage, broccoli, and tomatoes into a glass pan, the other hand raises the stove fire.

"Is that delicious?"

Lala looked back, looking at Richie with an unusual look that was holding Lala's shoulder. "Join with us, it's delicious when eaten together," he turned back around the vegetable spoon, waiting for the vegetables to wither.

"Oh yeah?" richie asked as her chin rested on Lala's right shoulder, smelling the smell of hair that was mixed with Lala's sweat, the smell was so pleasing to her nose. 'What's a woman's sweat like this? this feels a lot of fun when compared to activities when the women are working on their manhood.'

'You really have a lot of charm, huh. Your scent is tempting, madam Saint.  Your toes are also very interesting, what if I lick them there, maybe you are getting more and more anxious and collide with your moans?' richie's inner self, she jumped because Lala's hand pushed her face.

"Side," said Lala without turning her head from her busyness, she inching to pick up the chunks of chives and sprinkled them onto the soup, then turned off the stove.

Lala turned to face Richie, "birthday Kevin, can we make a surprise? but with Johan, they used to be very close anyway."

"Ah yes? how did Johan rape you?"

Lala turned her gaze away from Richie and looked at the floor on her left, "your question is inappropriate isn't it?"

"We are both mature ladies of the saint, even though you are so young, at least you are married, I only ask and you are free not to answer. I'm just wondering why if they're so close it makes kevin disappointed right."

"I don't feel close to you telling me my personal things." Lala turned around and moved the potato parchment from the taper rack, to the plate.

The butler went back into the kitchen with two slippers, and he put the big slippers in front of his barefoot master on the cold floor. 

Rushing Richie put on his sandals, he grabbed the little slippers from the waiter and walked towards Lala who was pounding the dried chili that had been soaked in hot water.

"That's spicy?"

Lala looked at the origin of the sound, she glanced at Richie squatting again beside him, again "Ah what __"

"Thanks to your right foot, those sandals aren't comfortable changing this."

Lala leaned over a bit to see Richie holding the new feather sandal, then Lala bent her legs slightly back to let the plastic sandal slip off, and the man pushed the feather sandal to her right foot.

"I made the sambal not too spicy, maybe your tongue can still accept it" said Lala while wearing his left sandal.

"Your legs are swollen, is this painful?" tanya Richi rubbed Lala's left calf with the thumb of the man, making Lala feel uncomfortable for him.

"Did this help?" richie asked slightly massaging her calves, making Lala crumble because the massage actually reduced her paddles.

"Well... Let go of Mr. Richie, don't make people misunderstand." Lala again mashed the chili that has not been smooth and added the roasted terasi, then mashed it again.

"I'm just helping you, why do they misunderstand?"

"Sorry Mr. Richie if I'm not polite, but you can't just hold."

"I'm not holding."

"You better taste this, it's fitting yet," said Lala he pulled Richie's arm to stand up, and that was followed by Richie who stood behind Lala and put his chin back on Lala's right shoulder.

"You're too close." Lala shifts her body, but restrains Richie's left hand holding onto the marble table.

"Where I tasted."

"Go away first, you can't be like this," upset Lala with her face bent, because Richie's hands were blocking on the left and right, so Lala was blocked.

"Quickly, where I tasted," said Richie softly with a slight breath of hunting, the sound of Richie's breathing gave Lala goosebumps, saying, he now only knew the meaning of the hunting breath was the same as when the husband was in bed.

Lala scooped the sauce with a small spoon in her left hand, and raised her hand with a slight tremble, she approached Richie who was still on his shoulder.

“You must see here, mistress saint ”

Richie's cheeks were too close to Lala's cheeks until the warmth of the man's cheeks was felt even though they were not stuck, "your face is too close, I don't want my dirty mouth to touch your cheeks. So grab yourself the sauce, quickly my hands ache."

“SURE? Do you want my maleness to touch your ass madam saint,” whispered Richie increasingly hunting with a heavy voice.

“You suck!”Lala tilted her head left away. However, due to Richie's hand existence, it makes him limited. .

She faces Richie's face, which has been reddish. Lala completely shuddered in horror at Richie's expression with a deep gaze in the middle looking at him, as if the man wanted her. His hand quickly scooped the sambel as Richie was about to approach his lips.

"Mmmmmm," Richie tasted a little and his body leaned more and more to the left closer to Lala's face, making Lala further away.  In the end Lala's face could not stay away anymore, the man's face was only half a kilan, Richie's lips were as red as the cherry was a little soft smile, "It's still spicy."

"Mr Richie step aside, pity me."

Richie laughing.

The man stood up again without letting Lala go, making Lala look down at the sambal in front of him with a blank look.

"Kan, you alone are offering your body the mistress of the Saint?" asked Richie while sticking his head to Lala. So that their ears touched each other, Richie so enjoyed the closeness and warmth of the woman's ears and cheeks, regardless of his relationship with Kevin, "or will I tell Kevin if you hear Kevin's conversation on the phone?"

“I didn't think long at the time" Lala said in a distressed voice.

Richie sniffed his nose at Lala's cheek. He laughed until Richie's hot breath was so obvious on Lala's cheek.

"After fishing for a sleeping tiger, you intend to run away? You think I'm gonna let you go? You should have from the beginning realized, however I am a normal man and you really like my fishing maleness.”

“What do you mean by fishing? It is precisely you who always threaten me.”

“You don't remember when we passed through the basement in the dark at your wedding, didn't you realize.. You groped my thighs, until it made me harden?”.

Lala widened her eyes and her body trembled to digest what was coming out of the lips of the man who was now dipping Lala's hair.

“I-that's sa-I don't know. I-it ..”Lala recalled that she was so scared that she was looking for Richie's hand in the dark, it was by accident. Lala cursed her own stupidity.

“You know Madam Saint? I am still a virgin... I am willing to give to you in the midst of the rise of the girls to seize this, madam saint, I have no interest in them, I am only interested in your body mistress Saint.” whispered Richie in the middle of Lala's ears, and straight away, Lala's head stepped aside as Richie peeked at her ears.

“MINGGIR!” shouted Lala in fear.

“You must accompany me to bed madam Saint. Ten years I'm older than you, I definitely know better how to pamper you right?”

Richie laughing.

“You're crazy, you think Kevin will shut up if he knows this!” lirih Lala is slowly full of emphasis.

“Please tell him he's against me and I'm against him, then Kevin's demise is getting in plain sight. You want to see Kevin lose everything? youknew... Kevin just can't help Johan, see how weak he is under me.”

Hearing Richie who continues to intimidate her, makes Lala lose control. The shadow of his dark time again enveloped his mind.

"Sir.." The voice of the old man was choked from the corner of the room, Richie remained unmoved he kept pecking Lala's neck with his eyes still closed.

"Kevin is headed here, sir," said the butler in a trembling voice that made Richie immediately release the still-frightened Lala in annoyance.

The two men left the kitchen, leaving Lala staring at the chili with foggy eyes. The woman who was in shock over Richie's speech and treatment was not even aware of the husband's arrival in the room.