Fancied Heavy Boss Bull, The Sick Asthma

Chapter 42 First Time

Mr. Rangka walked from the store to his car parked sweetly in the parking lot. In his hand was seen toting a branded plastic bag outside which contained pictures of shoes. I'm sure it's a shoe that Mr. Frame bought for me. It looks like a shoe box inside.

Before Mr. Rangka arrived, I returned to sit beautifully while pretending to see HP. I heard the sound of the car door opening. I immediately greeted Mr. Rangka with a face that pretended to be embarrassed.

"Sir," cried mesem and nodded respectfully and stiffly.

"Here, this type of sneaker I think you'll like. The height of the right is also quite able to increase your height which is only 158 centimeters. About the brand do not be questioned. Let's try and just wear it." Mr. Rangka thrust the plastic bag he carried towards me, and I was forced to accept it with a face that pretended to be made unpleasant.

"Why do you bother buying this for me? Wahhh, but really my model is really and according to my taste," said I unconsciously admire the sneaker given by Mr. Rangka. Mr. Rangkang-gel head saw me who had timidly accepted the gift, but was also taken.

"Make a girlfriend, if only just sneaker shoes is not a problem," said Mr. Rangka who successfully made me surprised by the words '**pacar**' he said just now.

"Daughter, who's your boyfriend?" many wonder. Mr. Rangka stared intently at me with a slightly disappointed look on his face. It seems like the angry action like Lee Min Jonya is on *show up*, I even more afraid of Pak Rangka playing nyosor like a movie scene starring the famous Lee Min Jo.

"My girlfriend, yes, you are," her reflexes as she pulled my body and kissed right on my lips were so fixed and deep. I don't know how long the kiss happened that clearly fragrant mint in the mouth and sweet taste on the lips of the former cigarette had felt I soy sauce. The heart and breath of me and Mr. Rangka at that time were both clashing and irregular. I was surprised and enjoyed it spontaneously. Mr. Rangka seemed to be engulfed in passion, read from his body gestures.

My breath gasped, and at that moment Mr. Rangka let go of his deep kiss. We were both flinched. I had no idea something like this would happen before.

"I'm sorry, I'm a deliverance. I'm khilaf. You were wrong, made me anxious and lost control," he said regretfully. While I was still in shock and did not suspect with that kiss that happened so quickly. Even though I had time to enjoy the smell of mint and sweet taste. But honestly I was really shocked and shocked, because it was my first kiss. I slowly set my breath to calm down.

"That's okay, sir. I also did not expect it to happen like this. This was my first kiss" I said honestly.

"Sweet, upsss." Again, I slipped and without guessing I told the truth about the taste of our spontaneous kiss. Mr. Rangka looked at me while smiling a knot.

"Sweet? Do you want some more?" ask Mr. Rangka while laughing. It's crazy if I say yes, the kiss just now still feels like a vibration.

"No-no, sir," I'm nervous.

"Alright, than you still think about the kiss just now it would be nice for you to immediately put on his shoes. Mungpung is still in the shop parking lot, if the shoes are not enough, I can immediately change back," said Mr. Rangka while tidying up his sitting position.

"Wahhh, this is fitting sir. This fits my size 38. So you don't have to change it anymore."

"Thank God, and your pentopel shoes are better to just throw away" said Mr. Rangka while intending to throw my pentopel shoes into an open trash can.

"Don't!" my screams held back the action of Mr. Rangka who just wanted to throw my broken pentopel. Mr. Rangka held his hand and stopped throwing the shoes.

"Why not just throw it away, is it broken? Mr. Rangka was wondering why I didn't want to throw my pentopel away.

" No, Sir. I'll take it home to show it to my sister."

"For what?" Mr. Rangka is still curious.

"To be shown that the shoes are really not very good," I replied.

"Ha, ha, ha, ha, this funny boyfriend of mine. Where there is the price of 50 thousand durable pentopel shoes, except for the display," he laughed loosely.

Because the night was getting late, Mr. Rangka finally drove me home with a barbajagia mood.

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