Fake Husband - 40 Days Husband
Chapter 29
Xena retreated backwards, she even almost fell to the point of seeing Evan's slightly horrifying eyes. Until the girl hurriedly turned around and ran outside making Evan feel amused.
“Wait! he really has changed after coming home from England, he can even run using high heel,” muttered Evan.
Xena got in the car and started the engine, no matter how normal she was, and Evan had always been cool and handsome in his eyes. He was afraid of being entangled again by the man's charm.
“Don't Xen, don't be this fast please!” Xena spoke for herself. “Make sure everything first, do not let you fall in the same hole for the second time.”
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While the princess is just a puppet busy trying to reject the taste that exists. The day looks gloomy, she is afraid that the princess will be hurt again, by the boy who is now accompanying her feeding the cows.
Despite having many workers on the farm, Hari is already used to feeding her own livestock. He considers this activity a kind of sport to keep his body fit even though he is old.
“Come on Har, Evan and Xena are back together. Will you continue to hate me? Aren't we the best friend?” baju Dimitri's.
The businessman even without any disdain carried the grass while continuing to pierce Hari.
“The problem is our children, so why do you hate me. Fatma must have cried in heaven to see you treating me like this."
Hari finally turned to Dimitri for carrying the name of the late wife, even so he still chose silence and only gave a cynical look and walked back, until a voice that was so familiar to him called.
“Your brother came,” Dimitri said seeing a human figure coming by holding a small child.
The man who was the same age as them immediately approached and lowered the little boy from his sling.
“Emp .. smell,” strangle the little girl about three years old.
“She wants to see quiet, yes donk smell. Basic!” Hantoro was so anxious that he wanted to snap at his own grandson's head, he reached into the bag of pants and pulled out a mask. “This use, one of whom said he wanted to see quiet, Eyang would have stepped on to the mall earlier.”
The little girl was indifferent to his grandfather's words and ran over to the cage, while Dimitri and Hari immediately looked at each other, and the tongue of the Santoro should have been brushed using a bathroom brush so that it would no longer be mispronounced, fortunately, the granddaughter of her only daughter was very smart.
“Ah .. Dimitri is also here.”
Even so, one thing Dimitri liked. Hantoro never mispronounced his name.
“Iya, I'm coaxing Hari.”
“Why did you hijack it? Is he angry?” Hantoro turned his granddaughter Soya over, she was afraid that the boy would put his arms into the mouths of Hari's cows or squeeze his milk.
Dimitri. Once again, Hantoro left him at a loss for words.
“Oh yes... Hari said your son and Sena are back? is true?”
Dimitri gawked then nodded, it felt like scratching the back of the head but unfortunately his hand was still holding the grass.
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After meeting and taking a walk to an exhibition with Hana, Xena stops by a dispensary to buy Evan some pain relief ointment before he gets home. Xena looked at the clock on her phone which showed it at one noon. He remembered Evan had asked him to come home at least three in the afternoon.
Arriving at home, Xena asks the maid where Evan is, she also scrapes a bit of information on what the man was doing while he was away.
“Master does not come down at all.”
“So she hasn't had lunch?”
Xena nodded her head in understanding, she asked the maid to prepare lunch, then went upstairs after saying thank you.
Sighing her breath, Xena tried to go to Evan's study first, she knocked several times to make sure Evan wasn't there, before choosing to head to the room.
Although she could easily open the door and look into the room, Xena did not. He continued to act as if he and Evan were strangers who were not close at all.
Xena knocked on the door, thinking that maybe Evan was sleeping and finally ventured to open and bend his head. Sure enough, he found the man sleeping on his stomach on the bed.
Slowly Xena approached and placed the bag onto the nightstand. He took the ointment he bought earlier and walked over to Evan's side of his stomach to determine if the man was actually sleeping.
“Ev, does your waist still hurt? I bought you ointment,” said Xena in a soft voice. “Ev .. “
Evan slowly opened his eyes, for the sake of his papa cows Xena was really almost made to convulsively look at Evan's handsome face. He swallowed the saliva, if only their relationship did not crack, the matter of course making out would be a very pleasant thing now.
Xena grazed, she shook her head trying to throw away those strange thoughts in her brain.
“What still hurts?”
Evan nodded, and Xena immediately knelt down near the man's butt.
“Don't think no-no, I just feel guilty for making you like this.” Xena flicked Evan's shirt up and inevitably lowered the man's shorts a bit.
Evan simply smiled and hid his face on the pillow, letting Xena apply the ointment and rub his waist.
“Xen.”
“Hem .. “
“For that CSR fund, it looks like you still need to enter the proposal first, we may not directly give it to you, because it will be unfair to other institutions, he said, but take it easy I'll ask Ricky and the team that handled the funds to help,” Evan said.
“Indeed how many institutions will your company take?” asked Xena who was still busy massaging Evan's waist.
“Five or six.”
Xena chose silence after that, until Evan casually raised a bit of his butt and deliberately threw out the poisonous gas.
“You!” Xena fell in shock and avoidance, her chest rising and falling while her eyes glared at Evan who was being insolent.
“Cannot be held,” Evan said without sin. “Again research also mentions that farting from a partner can make a long life.”
The man woke up and laughed, instead of helping Xena stand up he just left. “Thank you, my waist is already a little good,” he said without turning to the annoyed Xena.
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