Husband Setting

Morning Vitamins

Darren stayed awake until it felt lonely. Jen's regular smooth breathing made Darren turn his body around.

His hand slowly rubbed Jen's head gently. He just wants to be a place to depend and ask, that's all. He only wants to be useful to his rich wife. Darren exhaled. This is certainly not Jen's fault, maybe this woman also can not refuse the gift of her mother. But, maybe because Jen didn't use her name as husband and head in their household, so Mama Kira couldn't be rejected.

Darren positioned his body closer to Jen's back, rewarding his wife's hair with a kiss. "sorry, dear .. I shouldn't have fucked you like that, earlier." He wrapped his hand over Jen's stomach and then next to her, he slipped between his pillow and his wife's neck.

He chooses to go to sleep even though he wants to say sorry to Jen, explain everything, but the feelings are useless, because Jen will not hear it. Squeeze a hug when her eyelids suddenly become very heavy.

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Jen's lips moved gently as she felt her body was already content with dreaming. It smelled a very distinctive smell and it diligently sniffed it.

My husband's scent, why do I get carried away with dreams, huh?

He grinned with a smile with his eyes still closed. His bent hand stroked the solid object in front of him, occasionally giving a cradling emphasis. Then he felt something wet coming to his lips.

Kissed fairy dreams!

Jen half-floated, she diligently returned the kiss before she actually felt pain as the slices of her lips sucked strongly.

"Au ...," he lamented as he blinked and licked with the end of his former tongue that was wiped. His faint eyes caught Darren's smiling shadow until the basin on his cheek appeared.

"Morning, My dear ...," said Darren gently. His hand even stretched out rubbing the temple until it set aside the naughty hair child to decompose. Blocking his gaze to see a face that was still cute when he woke up. The back of his fingers runs down the cheeks until it empties into the chin which starts to be softer and round.

Jen is still unable to remember that she was upset last night half-dead to her husband, so she with raucous and blushing answer the affection of her husband.

"Morning, also ... Why does my body hurt all, huh?" Jen's index and middle fingers rubbed her eyes upside down, yawning slightly with her other hand, then stretching her hands over her head. Wiggling until there was a moaning voice full of fatigue. With his activity earlier, he turned his body to his back and back to blink.

"Geez!" Jen widened her eyes and pulled herself up in a quick motion. "Can be bad luck later ..," he murmured as he lowered his legs, walking briskly to the bathroom door. Ignoring Darren who was propping his head since he scooped up Jen's lips that had been presumptuously waking him up. The thick eyebrows of the man until curled up so wildly with the behavior of the wife who was drunk.

Darren sighed, hoping that the morning would be more beautiful after being woken up with a sensual gesture on his chest. Of course, men are always sensitive to touch, let alone the touch of his wife. But now his hopes are in vain and slowly perish.

"Darren ...!"

Asa who died as if waking up again when she heard a jerking call, she raised her face until her gaze looked at Jen who was only half body puffed up behind the bathroom door. Darren wondered in his heart. Whahuh?

His move intimidated like an investigator interrogating a suspect. "What do you think I'm a silly woman?" he crossed his arms around his chest, "as you yourself kiss me, and kiss me!" He snorted annoyed. Those clear eyes shed anger.

"You don't think I'm spilling you? Painful tauk! No hugs, no kisses .. I'm sprained by you!" He threw out his hand and quickly turned to the bathroom.

Arriving in the bathroom, Jen closes the door with her body directly leaning behind it. He snorted again with pouting lips. "it's good that he was so rich! Uh, first morning nyosor! Ck, bummer a creature whose name is male!"

In his heart he added 'selfish' as a strong affix to the people called men. Jen turned her head with a sour face and cynical curled lips as if Darren was around her shoulder who could see the annoyed expression of a Jen.

He pulled himself from the door leaf and stepped into the bathtub, submerging himself there. This is the bathtub for his three younger siblings, he remembers when the house had to be rearranged repeatedly when the crucibles started popping up around Jen and was very troublesome. But, he actually misses where the krucils he can use for his benefit. Sometimes, they would hear his condolences when he was upset without any interruptions of blame. Their innocent faces were a consolation to Jen. Although now he is often annoyed with the twins who are nosy to ask for forgiveness.

"I don't miss you, my brothers!" Jen's eyes were wet. Then inwardly plan to meet them today. "Geez, why can I feel longing for that bully?" Jen wiped under her tear-filled eyes, she laughed to herself at how much she loved her sisters, despite being so upset with them.

Darren laughed at Jen's anger, which seemed funny. "He started first, really!" accuse him with a mocking smile.

Darren wakes up, wanting to make breakfast for them. I don't know what his wife is going to do today, so he says misfortune. Her sense of understanding just popped up, seeing Jen's haste.

However, when she reached the door and almost closed the door again, she saw Jen's head poking out behind the bathroom door. Dingling and sinking. Looking relieved, the woman covered the front of her body with the clothes she was wearing earlier. Walk quickly towards the closet and pull a towel. His movements were rough and hasty so he seemed to have his own hassles which he should take care of.

Darren has a crazy idea running through his brain. He walked slowly to Jen. Then she quickly touched the tip of her nose behind Jen's ear, "let me help!" darren's hand held the end of the towel and wrapped it against Jen's body deliberately pressing and lingering on a certain part.

Jen held her breath, Darren's voice was too sedating for her, so only her heart was beating. The rest froze with a white and pale face color. Stale until he cannot feel his own face.

Darren slid his nose and lips along Jen's neck until the woman was only able to sizzle. "Morning vitamin, will you?" darren asked as he took a light sip of a clean white shoulder that was challenging to be given a mark as red as a strawberry-shaped cherry.

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