Emily's soul mate

Emily's soul mate
WE'RE DIFFERENT, SIR!



"What do we want to marry, yes, sir?" Emily asked with a plain pretended look.


"No! We're going to have a wedding!" Reply Galen felt a sense of constriction.


"Have just got married, sir!" Emily's voice was a little bit sniggering.


"That's you know! Still asking!" Galen is upset.


"Father there's no romantic. His attitude was also always cranky and fierce as me. Why suddenly propose? You're not fucking me, are you?" Emily asked suspiciously.


"Be careful doesn't mean you don't pay attention!" Galen defended himself.


"When did you pay the same attention to me? The feeling of attitude is so every day. Talk is always spicy too!" Cecar Emily scoffed.


Galen immediately put the back of his hand on Emily's forehead to make sure that the girl in front of him was not amnesia or maybe a high fever until he forgot his memory.


"I don't have a fever! Why do you hold my forehead?" Emily jerked roughly at Galen's hand that was on her forehead.


"So you think I can't get you home that's not a concern? I accompany you overtime, take you to lunch, buy you chocolate milk with chocolate doubles, that's not a concern either?" Galen showed off all her good attitude to Emily.


Hmh!


You show-off guy!


"It was then that told me to go overtime by my own father! I also did not ask for company and was taken home, really!" Kill Emily's looking for a justification.


"Later cry in the illustration room, if not I accompany," Galen's taunts that suddenly make Emily scowl


"There's still Security. I can ask Security to accompany me, "Elmily doesn't want to lose.


"As far as you are! The important thing is we're getting married in two weeks!" Galen finally ended up making Emily gape in disbelief.


"Why so fast, sir!" Emily protests that still feel not ready to be the wife of Mr. Galen this annoying.


"We never dated either. You never pedekate with me. The attitude of the father is always stiff like a dry kanebo, then suddenly tonight you propose to me, invite me to marry in two weeks. You want to make me hang?" Emily's Cerocos was at length with almost no pause.


"What a good thing it is! Do not use dating or dating talk. I proposed because I am serious about you. Rather than dating for years, but not invited to marry. After marriage to someone else!" Galen replied, directly hitting Emily's innermost kidney.


Exactly the target of this satire of Mr. Gak Taste!


"You want me to be romantic?" Galen brought her face closer to Emily.


"What do you want to do?" Emily asked suspiciously.


"Said that he asked for a romantic!"


"Yes, but what do you want? I shouted, Sir!" Threatening Emily who kept inching backwards distanced her face from the face of Galen who was getting closer.


"Sir, I actually shouted in-" Emily's sentence was not finished when Galen kissed Emily's forehead and immediately made Emily sculpt.


Oh come!


It's just a kiss on the forehead, Em!


Why do you have to be so surprised?


How are you saying that your lips were smacked by Mr. Gak Tastes this?


"Would he scream?" Galen's whispers glanced mischievously at Emily who was now twitching her eyes bear times.


Damnit damnit!


Emily wants to jump out of her sockets.


"Not so, sir! I forgot how to yell" replied Emily stuttering.


"Do I want to make you scream?" Galen's still glaring mischievously at Emily.


Huh huh?


What does it mean to make Emily scream?


Duh!


Emily's mind went all this way!


"Don't be a pervert, huh!" Emily pushed Galen and her lips frowned.


Flirty also turns out to be this OCD maho manager!


"Father seems like an experience once made people scream!" Emily was still upset.


"Are you sure you want to marry me?" Ask Emily who still seems to not believe in Galen's decision.


"Yes, I'm sure. Why?"


"We're different, sir! That man is a perfectionist! I am careless and dirty! You also often nag when I scratch my head"


"Like this?" Galen scratches his un-itchy head and shamelessly shows it in front of Emily.


Emily to see Galen who turned out to be a hobby of scratching the head now.


Sukurins!


Kuwalat, right?


Wrong yourself, often nagging Emily!


"Mr also told me to be feminine! I can't, Sir! I can't always be clean, always clean! I am far from my standard! Later if every day we make noise about the cleanliness of the house how? Anyway, the father will nyesel later if married to me and know my true nature is dirty!" Emily reveals all her own vices to Galen.


"What slovenly attitude are you that I don't know yet? Who likes to slip trash on the workbench and in a sling bag? Or who likes to nyumpelin food one bowl directly into the mouth? Or who likes to eat leftovers with the back of the hand? Or do you like to carelessly store dirty clothes in every corner of the room and not directly put them in a dirty laundry basket?" Galen's return made Emily flabbergasted.


Where does Mr Gak Tastes know about Emily's last habit?


Did Mother tell Galen?


"I'm determined to accept you and all your careless nature!" Galen meant it.


And I'll edit it a little later after we get married!


Galen connected in heart.


"Then I have also been determined to lower the standard of neatness in my life," continued Galen who still mean it.


Emily still couldn't believe it.


"Why is it just a little short, sir? Why not so much?" Emily asked a little mumbling.


"If it's a lot, I'll be a slob like you mean! Trus our house becomes a chicken coop, so!" Galen replied with a grunt that even made Emily giggle.


"Surely, you will not be satisfied?" Ask Emily again.


"No! Already! You can replace your question with another question?" Galen replied fiercely.


"Gee! You keep getting angry! Long-time high blood, stroke, not to be married, sir!" Emily's lick scares Galen.


"Kok you even doain I'm so ugly! I'm your future husband! If I have a stroke, you will take care of me!" Galen's behind scaring Emily.


"Huh? Amit-amit! Yaudah, don't stroke, sir! Stop being so angry, okay!" Emily's advice was a little whiny.


Crewman!


The sound of Emily's stomach thrashing for fill broke the silence on the balcony.


"You hungry?" Guess Galrn who only Emily answered with a grin.


"Not eaten since last night, sir!"


"Judah let's go downstairs and eat downstairs!" Take Galen while pulling Emily's hand and hold her towards the stairs.


"Sir, I can walk by myself! Don't be taken!" Emily's protest was trying to break up.


"Hush still! He said he wanted romanticized!" It was Galen who immediately made Emily speechless.


Romance is romantic.


But does it have to go anywhere like this kind of trailer?


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Yaudah will be tied with raffia just so do not need to join again 😂😂


So frosted even 😂😂


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