Fake Bodyguard's

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"I Love My Girlfriend."

Sena hugged the album in her hand as she uttered that line.

"Meleleh dong Mas his girlfriend." Ansel propped up his chin with one hand, continuing to look at Sena's pretty face until the girl looked misbehaved.

"Why is that, anyway," protested Sena.

"Whose previous girlfriend?" Ansel asked with a smile on his lips. Somehow he was so curious, with the journey of love a Lasena Maura.

"I'll tell you you won't know either."

"Not kissed?"

"No."

"Lied."

Sena laughs. "Well, what ever?"

The confession made Ansel pop his lips, then glare. His face looks upset.

Sena pulled the man's arm as Ansel was about to stand up. "Everybody's got to have the same mass as his ex."

"I'm not."

"Yes except you." Sena released the arm of Ansel who had sat back down, only this time he regretted having an ex. If you know it will end up breaking up where he wants to be.

"I've never had a boyfriend."

"You don't like women."

"Hey!" Ansel pinched Sena's cheek, as the sentence slid without any weight from her lips. "Who said I don't like girls?"

"You're saying I don't like girls."

"That's because papi you're looking for a bodyguard like that."

"So you mean normal? But time no one decets the same chick."

"Before someone's presence, all the women in my eyes look the same."

"Someone who?"

"An angel without wings on his back. Lasena Maura's."

The poetic words made Sena laugh. "Take a look, who's teaching."

"I read Aunty Karina's novel."

"But, bucin's story is read."

"Although never close to women, so far no man can make me tempted."

"Maybe?"

"Eh?"

Again Sena forgot that the man could not be joked with, she turned nervous as she shook her head.

"A, i. I'm kidding." Sena forced herself to laugh.

"Not anything serious. Let's teach you."

"Where to learn rich." Sena always knew if a man close to her, had the urge to kiss her. But Ansel instead asked him to start first.

"Why can't you learn?"

"Enough instinct." Sena stood up and intended to leave, but Ansel pulled the girl's arm up to sit on her lap.

"Let's test instincts." The ansel pulls the nape of Sena until the lips are fused together. But only up there and Sena who rewinds her head and laughs.

"Kok diem anyway."

"Gimanaa?" ansel's whine didn't know anything.

Sena changed her sitting position to face the man, put her arms around his neck and tilted her head to hold their lips together.

Maybe Ansel thought the kiss was only limited to sticking each other's mouth, until a small movement of Sena's lips almost made Ansel rewind his head, the girl immediately held him back.

The next few seconds Ansel began to be able to compensate for those movements. His right hand revealed the skirt that was stuck in Sena's knee, making him freely close their bodies.

Ansel became the first person to stop the activities of the two, although layman in this case, he understood how to control himself.

"Why?" Sena asked with a seductive look of mine, inviting the man to resume his previous activities.

"On your papi, I'm just asking permission to take you for a walk." Ansel took the girl down from his lap, tidied up the shirt Sena was wearing as well as the girl's slightly messy hair. "Later to ask permission again, make it touch you."

Sena laughed a little. "You think it's easy to ask Papi for permission to touch me?"

"Why trouble?" Ansel asked back, confidently the man reviewed the smile on his lips. "How much do you want to ask for?"

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Netizen: eeaaa I asked for the island of Java, Bang.

Author: An example of a wife who does not know herself.

Netizen: But if the same Bang Ansel who is still ori mah cave aja thor who gives dahar dahar.

Author: I have no self-respect. 😒😒😒

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