King Mafia and Careless Girl

Acid Orange

Mark saw that the girl's back was bleeding from her dings, and then he saw Careless get up and examine the wound.

"Son, what are you doing?" ask Careless who was pushed onto the mattress with the position of the face down.

"Don't move! your wounds are bleeding" said Mark, who was wearing the girl's shirt.

"Aarrghh..," cried Careless.

"Why are you yelling? I haven't touched it? are you sick?"

"Why take off my shirt? I'm a woman."

"But you look like a man, nothing like a woman at all" said Mark, who opened the bandage wrapped in Careless' wounds.

"Big brother is handsome, I will do it myself, don't take off the bandage, because I'm not wearing a bra" said Careless who was unconscious in her own words.

"What are you ashamed of? I wrapped this bandage."

"W-what?" ask Careless who hardly believed it.

"Hush still!" said Mark who took off the bandage and saw the girl's wound shed a lot of blood.

"Ehem...Good-looking brother, I have something to ask you!"

"Can't you talk less?"

"Just one question" Careless replied.

"What's wrong?" ask Mark who drips the medicine into the girl's wound.

"Who took my shirt off last night?" ask the awkward Careless.

"Me!"

"Who took my bra off last night?"

"Me!"

"Have you..have you seen it all?" careless asked as he closed his eyes with both hands.

"Yes!"

"What do you see?" ask Careless who's getting embarrassed.

"Two round breasts that are about 38."

In an instant the look on Careless' face turned dark as his embarrassment was no longer unimaginable.

"Why don't you close your eyes when you take off my clothes?"

"Have you ever walked by closing your eyes?" reply Mark.

"What else do you see?" careless asked while holding back emotions.

"Only two breasts as big as sour oranges, other than that there are no more," replied Mark.

Careless's face grew increasingly irritated and only silently held back the emotions.

"I swear to cut off your tongue" Careless murmured.

"Why not just call the doctor?"

"If you wait for the doctor to come, you'll bleed out."

"I'd rather bleed out than be seen by you" Careless murmured.

"Don't worry! I'm not interested in a woman who's the size of a sour orange" Mark replied while busy with his hands.

"Based on the north polar wolf," said Careless, who held back his anger.

"The truth is the polar bear is north" said Mark, who wrapped the bandage back around.

"You sound the same as a chicken sausage, too" Cereless grumbled.

"Do you want to see it?"

"No, you pervert," ketus Careless.

"I wouldn't be interested in sour oranges either" Mark replied.

"Correct acid of your head," Careless snapped in annoyance.

"It's a fact, I prefer watermelon over sour orange, so you don't lose even if I see it."

"Basic useless chicken sausage," Careless snorted in annoyance.

Clamps.

"Master, good morning!" calvin stepped in.

"What's wrong?" ask Mark.

"Breakfast is ready" replied Calvin

"Uncle, is there any breakfast?" ask Careless.

"She, Miss!"

"I'm hungry already, I think I slept all night" Careless said.

"After you finish eating, I'll take you home" said Mark, who got up from his bed.

"I'll just walk away" said Careless who got up and stepped out of the room.

"Calvin, do you know the location I asked you about last night?" ask Mark.

"The location is very far away."

"Tell me where that place is!"

"Okay, sir," replied Calvin.

"Sir, are you going to do this?" ask Calvin.

"Yes" replied Mark who stepped into the bathroom.