Hot Duda And Sexy Mom

Till tomorrow

That afternoon, Mulan prepared dinner for Bara as usual. However, for the menu this time he cooked a menu of all fruitful and warm at the request of Bara himself. In accordance with the pampered drizzling weather that has flushed the capital since.

The woman could breathe a sigh of relief now. Bara did not question his lie that was revealed. Not even talking about anything else after asking him to peel the skin of the fruit.

Either because Bara is too airy or Mulan is innocent. What is clear, Bara's silence was as if he wanted to close the meeting unilaterally so that it would not be a discussion again.

Honestly, Mulan was dissatisfied. Bara suddenly silenced her about the matter. Instead of apologizing for her attitude and asking Mulan to make up with polite words, she went back to struggling with her laptop without letting Mulan get out of there.

Of course, the existence of Mulan is not as a companion for discussion, but is used for the benefit of Bara himself. What else if not to fill the stomach and sufficient intake of nutrients Bara.

Although Mulan's heart felt inexhaustible, but she still painstakingly fed Bara until the man felt full. At least he felt needed.

After passing a quiet dinner together with Bara, Mulan continued to clean the dining table assisted by a domestic assistant, while Bara herself chose to leave from there. Whether to go where, Mulan is lazy to take care of it. He was still upset with the man's haughty attitude. Don't say softly, smile a little at him just don't want.

The kitchen was done, Mulan decided to go to her room intending to rest. When he opened the door, he found no one there. Good though. Looks like Bara slept in another room. In this way he does not need to look at the face of the handsome but annoying man as his bedtime deliveryman.

The activity in the kitchen made him a little sultry. Mulan decides to clean herself and change her clothes with silk sleepwear that is already available in one of the wardrobes. It feels very soft and comfortable. Not to forget he sprayed a little perfume on the neck area for relaxation. He really likes to do this.

Having just opened the closed walkin door, Mulan was taken aback by someone sitting on a long sofa. Mulan rubbed her eyes to confirm her vision. Turns right. There's someone there. He even looked around the room to make sure he was not wrong room.

She's she? Since when was he there? Didn't there not exist? his inner.

Mulan is in a dilemma. Should he go out or stand there? So, if Bara does not go, where will he sleep?

Mulan sighed softly. Fate, married by force. Although it has been running for two months, in fact his household life remains bland without the spice of love. He was too proud, while Bara was heartless. Really the perfect blend.

Although married without the basis of love, but Mulan never considered this marriage a game. He really wants to devote himself to the husband and give everything for the husband. However, if his partner is cold like ice cubes, where might he be able to hug? Ah, moreover, Mulan is not the aggressive type of woman.

Mulan is not an aggressive type of woman, but she loves a challenge. Seeing Bara's cold attitude towards him, he became challenged to be able to conquer. Is it not the duty of the wife to win her husband's heart? Moreover, the words of Bara this afternoon had succeeded in breaking his heart.

"You're a two-faced woman. Do you think that pretending to be a good wife can get me hooked on you? Don't dream, Mulan Jenica."

Suddenly Mulan's spirit flared up again. He smiled as if he was ready for war. At least he has his ammunition. Well-favoured. Attractively. He also has great treasures. Is it wrong if he feels confident? There may be a man who rejects the angel on this earth. Although Bara was very tough in his eyes, but Mulan was determined to fight to the very end.

Before stepping gracefully, Mulan first confirmed her appearance. Sexy, even though the nightgown he was wearing seemed closed and long. Her hair is also neat. His body also smells. He cleared his throat to show his existence to Bara.

Damnit. As Mulan breezed towards the bed, Bara did not turn her head at all. The man was so serious on his laptop that he didn't realize there was a beautiful person passing in front of him. It is free to spread charm if the target does not see it.

In Mulan's heart could only cluck bitterly. He threw his body irritatedly into the bed, then covered it with a blanket to the chest. It seems that sleeping faster is a powerful way to forget everything.

Bugghs!

Just closing his eyes, a sofa pillow had hit Mulan's head. The woman was awake. His hand moved swiftly grabbing the object that disturbed his calmness.

He snorted annoyed. Who would be the suspect if not Bara? Hurriedly rising up intending to throw back as a form of outburst of anger, Mulan was instantly made silent by the eagle's gaze.

"Why throw this?" Mulan finally lowered her pillow and vented her frustration with a protest sentence.

"Who told you to sleep?" ketus Bara's.

"Huh?" Mulan couldn't believe it. "Like me. When you want to sleep, you have to wait for it."

"You forgot you did something wrong? You should have been punished for that."

A penalty? Mulan frowned. He realized something. Apparently he was fooled by Bara's silence. The man was not chesty, but kept a bad intention behind him.

Mulan decided to give up. Pouting, he put the pillow down and asked. "So what should I do? Are you going to sue me? Are you going to imprison me?"

"Sad. Wish you I'd been in jail."

Mata Mulan. If Bara's prison sentence just said ease, then how heavy the punishment will be given by the man?

"Why? Don't take it?" Bara smirked before then continuing the words. "Originally you know, protesting against me will only aggravate your punishment."

"Ah no." Mulan hurriedly disembarked while uncovering her blanket. He got off the bed and approached Bara. "I will accept any punishment. De-ngan ha-ti." Mulan pressed her last words. With a forced smile. "So, what punishment should I do?"

Bara raised his gaze, looking at the wife standing in front of him with a flat face. I don't know what's on Mulan's mind right now. The woman looked at him so enthusiastically, as if very eagerly waiting for the punishment he would give.

"Master?" Mulan flicked her finger in front of Bara's face until the man blinked. "Don't be that dumb. Here I am waiting again. My feet ached for a long time standing, hehe."

Bara suddenly turned his eyes away from Mulan with a hard-to-read expression. He did not expect Mulan's reaction to be like this. To be honest he wanted to scare the woman, but it turned out the opposite.

I cleared a little before asking. "Are you ready to punish me?"

"Ready." Mulan nodded steadily.

"What punishment do you think I deserve?"

"Well, how do I know. It's up to you, sir" Mulan replied, twitching her shoulders. "I am ready to be punished for anything, the important thing is not to pluck stars, dredge mountains, or drain sea water. Honestly, I can't."

Bara almost choked on his own saliva hearing Mulan's unexpected innocent answer. That woman is funny too. It even made him confused what punishment to give. He got caught up in a game he made himself.

"Master? Come hunted. I'm still fit, you know." This time Mulan urged because Bara was just silent. It seemed that the man was busy with his thoughts. "Why? Are you confused about determining my punishment?"

Honestly, Bara was annoyed to see the disparaging smile on Mulan's lips. From the body language shown, it seemed Mulan felt like she had won. And now Bara is dizzy. It all just happens spontaneity. It shouldn't be this story. He had not even thought about what punishment. However, it is not the Bara name if it cannot solve the problem.

"Who's confused, Mulan? I'm glad to see your enthusiasm awaits your punishment. Surely you want to start quickly so that it will be finished too quickly, right? But honey. Not like that concept. Your punishment I will give you periodically. And it also adapts to the situation as well. There comes a time when you get punished. And there are times when you too are free. Your job is to prepare yourself only when the punishment arrives. Youunderstand?"

Mulan did not answer. He even frowned, not understanding. "Eh, wait-wait. What does this mean? How does it sound like your liking. I was confused dong. Why not just do this?" Mulan paused her words as she inched closer. "Because we are from business circles, why are there no written rules? Black on white means that. For example, number one, I banned this that and blah blah blah. Number two, I have to be like this and so. How do you propose to me, sir? Okay no?"

"Ti-dak" said Bara. Instantly the confident smile on Mulan's lips vanished out of nowhere.

"Why not? What reason? Do you know, that way I will not dare to break Master's rules. I will not be out of punishment! What if I run away from responsibility?"

"Run if you can! But in an instant my men will drag you back before me."

Mulan fell silent. He bowed while pouting. He felt unacceptable. What punishment is Bara planning? It can be ascertained as good as his speech and it tormented Mulan.

"Oh yes. You said your body was still fit, right? Come on, now massage my legs. I'm tired of the same debate you had. Consider this a warm-up." Bara raised her legs on the table, while Mulan looked at him with her eyes in a pattern.

"Just massaging Sir's leg?"

"Yes," ketus Bara. He was upset because Mulan was impressed to take her punishment lightly. "This is just the beginning. Tomorrow I give you more weight."

"okay." Mulan is steady. He smiled knots, then hurriedly crouched down on the floor to massage. "Huh, just mijitin doang. Easy for me."

"But–" continued Bara who made Mulan look at him curiously. The man's words were not finished. "Mijitnya until tomorrow morning. You willing?"

"Huh?" Mulan nodded.