Director, Let's Divorce
##Bab 38 Not Tasty Body
He's asleep again!
Whenever Febi was sad and helpless, she would instantly fall asleep.
Julian glanced at his phone, the call was a call from someone named "Tasya". Julian did not answer it, just pressed the silent mode on his phone.
When they arrived at Julian's house and Julian parked the car into the garage stably, pulled the key and got out of the car, Febi was still sound asleep there. The little face frowned and his mouth muttered words that no one else could understand.
Julian walked over to Febi, then opened the car door and opened his seatbelt first, then patted her on the cheek, "Febi."
Due to the weather and the effect of Febi drinking a lot of wine, his face felt extremely hot. After sleeping for a long time, the alcohol is already fully worked and mixed with drowsiness. Febi wasn't even lazy to lift her eyelids.
"Febri!" call Julian again. Febi finally moved her little mouth and said, "I'm not feeling well ...."
The tone of the voice sounded soft and melodious, with a little spoiled like a child.
"Are you planning on sleeping in the car?" Julian may have been infected by Febi's gentle appearance, Julian's usually indifferent tone now softened a little, his voice very alluring.
Not knowing whether Febi understood or not, she simply shook her head, but she still did not wake up. Febi's entire body seemed tired, she was not even able to exert the slightest force.
Julian glanced at Febi, never thinking Julian would be entangled by this mischievous little lady. Julian could not be patient anymore, nor could he let her sleep in the car. Finally Julian leaned over and carried Febi out of the car.
Julian felt a sense of warmth and along with the delicate scent of Febi's body, to the point of making Julian slightly surprised. Suddenly he remembered the scene of their kiss that night.
Julian's eyes darkened and his body stiffened. He took Febi into the elevator.
Julian immediately carried Febi to the sofa. As Julian was about to lower him, Febi grabbed Julian by the neck tightly. Julian slightly lowered his head, the tall body covered him and their distance was very close to each other. He could see Febi's long, vibrating eyelashes.
Julian bent his finger, then tapped on Febi's forehead and ordered, "Let go!"
Febi did not move. Just as Julian was just reaching for his hand, Febi suddenly opened her eyes slightly and looked at him. Febi's wet eyes looked slightly dark and there was an indescribable weakness. This appearance was really unlike Febi who as usual looked arrogant and liked to hit.
Julian's eyes darkened, he slightly tightened the hand holding Febi's arm, his voice became lower, "What do you want to do?"
"Kiss me," said Febi suddenly, her voice soft and slightly sobbing.
Their distance was so close that the tip of their nose was almost in contact, their breathing was also tightly intertwined. Julian narrowed his eyes with a feeling of danger without moving a single bit. But Febi suddenly lifted her head and kissed Julian on the lips.
A very pleasant kiss and without a doubt.
The delicate aroma of wine smelled in Febi's breath. Instantly Julian instantly recalled the scene that night, his body stiffened and his long arms wrapped around Febi's waist. Julian lowered his head and pressed Febi firmly on the sofa, then kissed her lips and turned the passive kiss into a stirring kiss.
