Ghost Pavilion

Something Happened

"Why keep quiet..I heard your dream of becoming a chef or chef Mil?"

Plang ... Milen put down the stainless vegetable spoon.

"Yes. Sure enough, it's just that my husband didn't approve. Even tasting and appreciating my cooking is not. Especially since seeing many spirits, his life has never been able to cook quietly."

Milen unconsciously let out a long breath. Making the Young Alva who was pura, smilingly looking at him. Really loved you Mil. Your pent-up talent was sealed off by your bejad husband.

"Lusa we'll fiting wedding clothes. This house, all right. I will ask your permission and your father-in-law. I'll stay here and eat your delicious exquisite cuisine. Baby right?"

"Heh. What does. We're not legitimate. You can't stay here. I don't want to!"

"Why. We will soon be official. Are you afraid of me? You don't want to be quick with me, don't believe that if I'm a soul mate who makes you never see anything or any bad luck, we're destined for one just to be separated because of circumstances."

"Huh .. Again you just keep talking like that Alva."

Milen rewinded her steps to the edge of the kitchen set. It was as if he was afraid of young Alca doing something to him. It makes Alva feel happy to tease and pull Milen's shoulder to him, because Milen admitted since Alva Muda on his side the black shadow that often tailed never seen or even close to him.

"Don't be like this. You can sit down, let me cook some more fried rice."

Brughs.

Milen's body, just get on the handlebars. His body was turned against the Alva at this moment. It made his body stand up and boil a little anxiously. While Young Alva! he gave a seductive smile.

"Where do you want to start, baby?"

"What doyou mean. Don't do everything Alva stop!"

Plaagh. Plaaghs.

The vegetable dice piece was heard, and Alva Muda grasped Milen's body and squeezed him. Even though there's something warm in there. Milen goosebumps carried away so he thought of raving. Alva helps her cut vegetables and clean peas. But his head was attached to Milen's shoulder and very tightly made him unable to wart.

There was a smile of shame. Milen who is still in cuddle mode. But the sturdy hand of Young Alva still taught him how to cut well.

"Are you a bogus graduate?"

"Why. Are you afraid that I will defeat you, sit down now!"

Young Alva asks Milen to sit down. Right now his passion in the morning has been on. That's what Milen realized when he turned the body. And Alva Young turned his body around asking him to sit down. Milen knows if the guy's on. It will keep itself busy.

"Owh. It's too bad, so this is how you hold back?"

Alva. "What do you mean, baby, are you trying to tease me?"

Plug .., apron dropped. His shirt Alva opened with lightning made Milen close his eyes, because Milen had been able to touch him.

"Never offend me Yes!" whisky Alva.

"What are you doing?"

"I-i. It's what you think. Are you teasing me or want me to bring something out?"

"Bu-not so Alva. I ..."

Geirgin ...

Lightning and lightning suddenly made the atmosphere afraid, and Milen accidentally hugged Alva so that the atmosphere was getting colder. In addition, the thunderous wind makes the atmosphere more dim and turn off the lights.

"Aakhs. I'm sorry, but please turn on Alva's light. I'm afraid it's like this!"

Alva can only shake her hair. He had mistakenly been in Milen's place. With a supportive atmosphere like this. Am I able to resist the desire at this time.

If not, I've forced Milen to be on the couch.

"Siiiiet. Ale!! If only the evil powder existed at this time. I've poured on the soup so that the morning atmosphere that supports this is more excited." grumbled Alva closed the window that was still carried by the wind.

While Milen is still fashionably sitting on the couch of the television table. Moving lights make them even more scary.

Alva tried to turn on the flashlight from her phone. But Milen's deft hand holding her hand made her startled and gently twisted the body of the woman she loved.

"Well..." They both slipped.

So that Milen's body is in the grasp of the body of the Young Alva, who is in the lower position.

Alva also stared with a heavy sigh. Just one centi they would stick together and stare despite the dark atmosphere. But there was still a little light to shine on them staring at each other.

"I-i."

Sluuurphs.

Alva could not stand it and tried to touch Milen's forehead and forehead. Milen tries to resist him but Alva's deft hands drive him to hold on for a bit.

"Wait a minute. I can't hold it anymore. Aren't we?"

"Alva not at this time.. But... Euumh."

Ranum Milen has been stuck by Alva's lips greedily. Subtly the more the vibrating roar made things burn and squeeze each other. Milen who had gone mad was stifled by the agility of the Alva could not dwell when all over in the apit, in the beginning to grip the Alva's back pawns that were still pushing her down. It was as if it wanted to dodge but its body grew tighter and tighter.

So that the shocks of ownership meet even in the divider of clothing cloth. Milen could only try to relax as per the instructions of Young Alva. Forward retreat in the oral cavity makes him carried away and reply.

'Stop me please, don't do more!' inner cry Milen who was trying to push.

TBC.