Dear, My Baby [Congratulations]

19| Fix No Other Work [2]

"Ck! You're the one who's provoking my mood to keep getting worse, you know." Naura glares. Stopping his steps, without feeling they have been in the parking area of Black Pork Street.

"I want to go home. Are you going home to follow me?" naura's voice rose again.

"If you don't want to go home, please go. Noh, roving around as much. Until morning, too," he continued.

"What are you going to ride?" raka asked seriously ignoring Naura's words.

"It's none of your business. I'm gonna fly on a plane, cake. Take a taxi online, kek. Or even teleportation--kyaaa, what do you want Raka. Put me down."

Instantly, Naura screeches to be the center of attention of visitors in this Black Pork Street parking lot. Without this sweet figure, Raka suddenly carried her bridal style, taking her walking away from the Black Pork Street area, which Naura guessed, Raka will head to a Range Rover parked under a shady tree across the street.

When did he bring the car? That feeling he came with me by taking an online taxi, huh. Naura sat in the face while stroking the trunk of her nose which was frowning itch, then shook her head. Rebellious in Raka's arms. Beat the chest of this man's field.

"Yaaa, put me down."

Raka remained silent and continued to walk down Black Pork Street. There was no shouting at all Naura.

Anjirs. It's a rice field frog. So people are really stupid. His head is made of what. 💢.

This sweet figure grunted resentfully inwardly, his gaze sharpened seeing Raka's handsome face so close to him. He gritted his teeth.

Well, if you do not understand diteriakin, it means by way of new bars understand. Errn ....

"Aarrrgh! Ouch-duh-duh, Nauraa." Sontak Raka shouted to make the people around them smile amusedly at the behavior of these two people. Like cats and dogs.

"Naura, don't pull my hair." Raka tried to speak in the middle of this sweet figure that pulled her hair firmly back.

"No, not." Naura insisted. The corner of his lips grinned in satisfaction. The pull is getting stronger.

"Na-ouch! Nauras. Off." Raka shook her head, trying to shake off the grasp of the hand of this sweet figure in her hair.

"Don't want to."

"Naura!"

"Distear not."

"My dear~."

"What did you say?" Naura glared sharply, instantly stopping pulling Raka's hair, then turning to nudge the chin overgrown with fine mint of this man. "You want to die, heh. You wanna get in trouble with me, huh."

Raka chuckles amusedly not to rub this sweet figure that nudges his chin. "Well, that's listening."

"Damn." Naura is getting flicked with Raka's chin arbitrarily.

"No need to wear my dentil all over my chin, Naura. If it can be glued, ne. It's good, how goosebumps." Raka raised her eyebrows. Tease this sweet figure.

"Anjir 💢, here's kutar--"

Instantly this sweet figure fell silent with a crimson face while unhappily Raka patted her butt. Successfully silenced the mouth of this sweet figure who gasped in shock.

"Select silence and obey. Or do you want me to drop it on the asphalt of this road right now," Raka said smilingly winning. It could finally stop the movements of this sweet figure as well.

"Well, that's dong. So the hen, right, carry you." Raka smiled amusedly, peering at Naura who was curled up like a cold kitten from behind her dense eyelashes.

"Damn. Be careful if you dare to drop me and harm my Baby," threatened Naura snorting sharply, with all her might hit the chest of Raka's field. Moving wild like a hot worm.

"Grn ..." Naura growled stifled. He can't do anything anymore. His position was not very beneficial to him. When he dared to do something, he was afraid that this man really realized his words. Raka is stubborn. What he wants must be realized.

Now he can only surrender to where Raka took him. True guess of this sweet figure before. This guy took her to Range Rover. Put it to the side of the wheel.

"Don't try to escape." Raka warns Naura, as this sweet figure tries to get out. Raka hurriedly pressed the button to lock the door.

"Where are we going?" naura asked to look to the side. Staring at Raka who started the car engine.

"Where do you want it? To myhouse? Or to a hotel?" goda Raka blinked one eye as his Range Rover had sauntered freely on the streets of Jeju city.

　

Dugh

　

Naura at will kicked Raka's long limbs.

"Not both. Take me home to my apartment!" he nodded, then turned his face out the window. More interested in seeing the streets of Jeju city than seeing the face of Raka who sucks.

Maddened. His kick hurts too. Auh, this man's inner grimaces. "Okay," he answered.

After that, the two just kept quiet until they arrived at this sweet figure apartment area.

"Thank you." Naura said as she descended from the Range Rover followed from beside Raka who also descended, to form a big question mark on the head of this sweet figure.

"Why down?" ask wondered. Shouldn't just hit the gas to leave the lobby of this apartment.

"Don't tell me you're gonna walk me to the apartment door?" naura squinted her eyes as Raka just kept quiet.

"Of course." Finally Raka opened her mouth while resting her hair at a glance.

Naura is wide. Fix the whole day this guy really had nothing else to do, just intending on him all day. This guy is a free bodyguard for him.

"I have to make sure that my son's future mother survives to the end." Raka explained her reason of staring directly into Naura's eyeballs.

"Good, my head." Naura stroked her nape which suddenly became heavy when she heard Raka's words. Exhaling a quick breath, then continuing, "i told you how many times. You don't have to take responsibility for me and my son!"

"Oh, I didn't hear anything" Raka said, again speaking like that. As a way to divert the words of this sweet figure - offensive not to be responsible for himself and his baby. Soon Raka passed from the face of Naura who glared super sharp, if there was a knife in the hands of this sweet figure, it might have been thrown at him.

"Aarrrgh! Goddamnit! Goddamnit!" Naura swore repeatedly.

"Eits, don't curse often, Naura. Not good for the baby's development." Again Raka warned, turning back the body. Staring at Naura's face that looked irritated.

"Whatever. He said he didn't hear anything. I shouldn't have heard what I said." Many times this sweet figure snorted bitterly.

"Can't be, Naura."

"Belgroff." Naura flicked her feet to the floor of the apartment lobby. "Go away, I want to pass," he continued, nudging hard Raka's arm. Darted away leaving this man who was giggling amusedly.

Secretly Naura stroked her darling distended stomach.

Sorry for Mommy's rude remark earlier Baby. Mommy's not mad at you, but Mommy's mad at your Daddy. Ehhhhh? [2_O`]