Married Senior Cunning

Chapter 31

"You're worried about me?" ask Kyla suddenly.

Caesar glanced for a moment. Then, his eyes turned to the streets again. "Why am I worried about you? I'm just thinking a lot" elak Caesar.

There was the sound of Kyla's rather cynical laughter. The man who was driving was wrong. He even felt uncomfortable when holding the steering wheel. Keep changing positions. All wrong.

"Yes, in your mind it's me, right? Just be honest."

Caesar snorting. This time he was angry. Or perhaps, just pretend to be angry to cover up the strangeness.

"Don't be stupid, Kyla! Why should I think of a crazy woman like you?"

"Because you love me" Kyla replied casually.

Citt!

Rem was stepped on spontaneously when the sentence was held up by Kyla confidently. Almost the back of the car was hit by another driver. It is so dangerous to brake suddenly in such crowded situations.

The girl's hand folded on the chest. He had a little laugh that made him so adorable. Ah, Caesar wanted to hug Kyla tightly, then hold her until she was asphyxiated.

"I'd guess. Guess right. You love me, don't you?" kyla said without looking at Caesar who now turned to look at him.

"Don't be weird. I don't like you, Kyla!"

"Yes, no like, it means love, right?" reply again.

"Shit!" as Caesar approached Kyla.

The girl is calm. He even seemed giggling with a small laugh. The gaze of Sangar Caesar was only glimpsed briefly. Then, casually, he poked the man's nose.

"Hihi, don't come near. You stink," joked Kyla.

"Don't just talk, yeah! I-I've had a shower. You stink!" argue Caesar.

Really, now he was not confident in his own appearance. Stealing the opportunity, he smelled the base of his arm to detect the presence of an unpleasant smell that Kyla said. Ah, this is fragrant. Basic, the girl was playing him apparently.

"Hihi, don't get me wrong. I just wanted to tell you, that this is my true nature. I'm very sniffy, annoying, and often makes people feel angry. Are you ready to marry a girl like me, sister?" kyla said at length.

Caesar was stunned. A second later, he regained consciousness again. I don't know what Kyla says she can believe now or not. If it is true as it is, then, inevitably, he must accept Kyla as she is. Including accepting the nature that Kyla mentioned earlier.

"Why did you tell me such unimportant information? By talking and meeting you often, he can see your true nature without you telling first," Caesar replied no less haughty.

"Wantas? You still want to marry me, brother? My menurururku, free. There are still many other girls out there who are more deserving of you and .. hmmm!"

Kyla's mouth was smothered by Caesar's large hand which became cold due to the air conditioning in the car. Want to kiss, but snuff. Caesar hated it most if he was considered a perverted man by anyone.

"I don't want another girl. Can you please stop talking? I just want you, Kyla. Is it less clear? Now, you shut up!" exclaim Caesar. His hand was taken off the lips of the girl.

"Because of inheritance? Or department? Or ... a little love?" push Kyla again. He's still giggling.

Without further ado, Kyla's words actually make Caesar anxious not playing. He returned forward, cutting the distance between the front of the steering wheel. He touched the jaw slowly the girl who was now looking at him was shocked.

"You want to kiss? Can you stop talking, hmm?"

Instead of answering, Kyla stuck out her index finger to stick it on Caesar's lips. It made Caesar in the fog want to escape. His heart is completely out of control. Very fast beating.

"My lips are too sweet to be kissed by a rude man like you, brother."

"Damn it!"