Love Mr. Casanova

Friday Night part 2

Ivander put both his hands in his pants pocket. His eyes were busy scrutinizing every inch of the apartment was small but it looked so elegant.

"Many luxury collections are quite old here!" ivander said he saw things made of cristal.

"Don't touch it!" charla exclaimed as Ivander's hand was raised about to touch some of the objects on display.

Spontaneous hand Ivander stopped and sculpted, "why?" Ivander turned to Charla who was staring at him with both hands folded across her chest.

"But you can't touch those things!" charla.

"All right!" Ivander nodded while observing the objects. "But if you just look, right?" ivander asked, glancing at Charla.

Charla just took a deep breath.

"By the way, where did you get these old school goods from?"

"it's my mommy's legacy!" charla replied as she dropped her body on the sofa.

"Your mommy's legacy?" ask Devan. "Your mommy is dead?"

"Yes, when I gave birth to me!" answer Charla cuek.

"What?" Ivander was slightly stunned looking at Charla who was staring blankly ahead.

Turns out she didn't have Mommy since birth? why didn't I get that information?

Ivander Inner.

"Don't be sad, my mommy can be your mommy too." Ivander drops his body next to Charla.

While Charla glanced at him off guard. "I don't like being pitied!" ketus Charla

"Ooh baby, why aren't you like the other girls? they'll melt with just one sentence of mine. And they chased me with great difficulty. While you? you are the one I approached. But why is it so expensive and glutinous like this?"

"Huhahah!" Charla chuckles. "Because everything that comes close to you is cheap, and me?" Charla pointed at herself. "I'm not going to make myself that cheap! to have to chase after a perverted tiger like you!" charla said, blinking her lips.

Ivander smiled sweetly looking at Charla who was chattering beside him.

But I'm getting curious about you.

Ivander Inner.

"Well, then what do you want for our Friday night?"

"You go home, I'm gonna get some rest!" answer Charla then.

"What!" squeak Ivander. "I'm this handsome and you told me to go home?" ivander asked, looking into Charla's face. "Hey girl, almost every Friday there are those who take me out and never once do I want to. And now I'm here with this cool look. But you kicked me out?"

"Why indeed? I've never had a Friday night in my life."

"All right then. Have you eaten?"

Ivander asked who was only answered by Charla.

"Then will we have dinner?"

Charla seemed to think for a moment.

"At the restaurant downstairs, huh?"

"Ok, whatever!"

"Come on!" take Charla straight away from her seat.

While Ivander was still sitting staring at Charla from the toe to the head of Charla.

"With clothes like this?" ivander asked, squinting his eyes.

Charla looked at herself at the mirror attached to the wall. He only used hotpants and long-sleeved shirts. And blond hair.

"Why indeed?"

"Don't want to dress up a little? or at least change clothes?"

"If you're ashamed of the way I dress like this, you've gone home! I'll send an order!" charla replied, throwing her body back on the sofa.

"Eh uh, don't you." Ivander scratched the back of his head that was not itchy. "Yes, come on!" Ivander grabbed Charla's hand and stood up.

Ivander holds Charla's hand out of the apartment with a very trendy grooming. While Charla, only dressed modestly without even carrying a single item including a cell phone. Only a pair of branded sneakers were attached to his feet.

Beside Ivander, Charla gave her smile. She did not expect, Ivander still recklessly took her out in makeshift clothes on Friday night.

Although Charla comes from a wealthy family, but that's Charla. Always look what they are and never be ashamed of makeshift clothes. Because her face is beautiful any clothing will not reduce the level of beauty.

Ivander pulls out one seat for Charla. And he sat right in front of Charla. Waiters comes with a menu, and Ivander leaves Charla with a selection. The ignorant Charla selects a menu that Ivander can make sure he doesn't like, unbeknownst to Ivander.

"Can I ask you?" ivander.

"What?"

"Have you never kissed?" ask Ivander.

"You think I'm a liar!" exciting Charla.

"That means I was the first one to kiss your lips?"

"No! the tiger that stole my lips!" charla ketus.

Ivander chuckles at Charla's stifled protest. Because they are in the crowd of restaurants. When in a quiet place, Ivander believes Charla has rebelled and is angry.

Beware of you Young Master perverted tiger! just look at what surprise I've prepared for you.

Dinner menu came, Charla and Ivander have faced each other's menu.

Unsuspecting, Ivander mukai cuts off his steak. While Charla was smiling waiting for the man to be doomed from her. Charla pretends to cut her steak.

Ivander pointed the steak cut in his fork at the mouth.

Hap!

One chew made him immediately spit out everything that had just entered his mouth.

"What's this!" squeak Ivander.

Charla immediately smiled at her. Closing his mouth with his hands. He really wanted to laugh out loud at this moment.

"Little Hee, what did you order?"

"Huhahah! yummy?" ask Charla triumphantly.

"You did it on purpose, didn't you?"

"hihhihih! that's punishment for a girl's lip thief!"

Ivander immediately drank Charla's orange juice. Because he suspected his drink was also given something strange in the mouth.

"That's mine!" charla said she grabbed the orange juice glass that had entered Ivander's mouth.

The scene of the seizure of drinks occurred at the table that only contained the two chairs. That moment also became the center of attention of people at other tables.

"Now!" Ivander handed me an empty glass.

"Tiger! you really are a bitch!" charla grumbled as she sat back in her chair with a pouting face.

"It's the same! drink dong!" ivander said triumphantly.

There is also my trap! if I drink, weapons eat, mister dong!

Inner Charla.

"Why? not delicious?" ask Ivander chuckled.

"Waiters!" Charla called the waiters and ordered a drink for her.

Finally Ivander just enjoyed Charla's face which seemed to eat with a bite. His appetite just disappeared.

After the dinner, they went straight back to the apartment. Because Jocelyn refused to come out.

Ivander decides to search Little Charla's apartment.

"This is your mommy?" ivander asked to see a wedding photo attached to the wall.

"Yes!" charla replied as she lay on the couch playing her phone.

"Why isn't his face foreign?" ivander Gumam.

Charla only glanced at a glance at Ivander who muttered. Without intending to reply despite hearing Ivander's murmur.

"When did my Mommy go to Oxford, too?"

"Well, and here's the apartment!" answer Charla.

"Oh!" Ivander nodded.

Curiously, Ivander holds Charla's door handle.

Chequek!

"Hey, what do you want!" charla shouted to her feet and prevented Ivander from entering the half-opened room.

"Just want to look!" answer Ivander casually.

"Eh, this is the girls' room! don't be so reckless!" Charla stands in front of Ivander.

Ivander wobbled - cuddly looking at the room from the sidelines Charla who blocked him.

"A very nice room!" ivander.

"Sit down!" charla pointed at the sofa with her chin.

"Alright, miss!" Ivander sat on the couch. Staring at Charla who closed the door of her room and locked it. Then put the key in the pocket of hotpants he was wearing.

"Curly, that!" ivander.

"Dangerous area!" charla said as she walked toward the sofa next to Ivander's couch.

But as quickly as lightning Ivander grabbed and pulled Charla's hand, and . . .

"Akh!"

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