Me VS Crazy CEO's

Your idle is a pug

"Genit, "

"Crazy CEO, "

"Baby guy,"

Ica narrowed her eyes, and again with no idea of the time and condition, Jihad went into the bathroom, as if she were a hungry baby who thirsted and immediately sought the source of her life, she said, he took off his clothes and pranked Ica in the bathroom. End with a bath together, Ica was really tired of being beaten up completely, and with no sin Jihad only brought his suitcase.

Ica still clutched her towel tightly, sitting on the sofa of her room. Jihad is still wearing his clothes.

"Now, use me first !" not because of accident, Jihad deliberately did not bring Ica's suitcase.

"But t shirtmu kegedean, besides you don't use bh, I want to wear what ?" skink.

"Do not wear that, wear a t-shirt doang," he replied lightly. That means Jihad did not intentionally allow Ica to get out of the room.

"You are evil !" Ica stared at the lightning of this man who actually laughed.

"You're a gemesin !" the answer. Jihad gave his t shirt and his boxer pants, making Ica inevitably reach for the two clothes, rather than having to hand it like this, will only invite s3tan through again, he said, s3tan is the body of Jihad.

"Wowww ! great loe Ji, kissmark loe all the way memories !" praise it to himself. Sontak reaped the grunts of Ica.

"You are not in your right mind, I am rich in leopards, " said Ica.

"Add sexy neng, "Jihad blinked her eyes flirtatious.

"I've been rich orangan paddy field know not !" he saw his body wrapped in a shirt belonging to the great Jihad.

Jihad grabbed a towel to dry Ica's hair.

"Cup !" He kissed Ica's cheek from the back.

"Suttth ! if you can't stop talking sumpel again using lips ?!" threaten her.

"Ga funny ! I'm hungry !" ica's lips have been pursed from earlier.

"Wait, I've connected the inter-messaging service, just a moment to come !"

Sure enough, not 5 minutes later, the door of their room was knocked.

"Have a moment, wait a minute" Jihad stepped into the door.

Jihad was back in front of Ica with a push table full of food menu like going to party.

Ica's eyes sparkled to see it, her stomach was really rumbling, her strength was also drained out unceremoniously.

"So you wanna go with Kara ?!" Ica shakes.

"Rubby !" Ica replied briefly, he was fervently eating, as if he did not want to waste his time just a minute.

"Well, we just kept it in the room. Eat a lot so there's energy for another war !"

"Pluk !!!" the banana peel landed smoothly on Jihad's chest covered in a t-shirt.

"Bahala, "the Jihad.

"You want to make me a mabok spit ?!" ketus Ica ate back his food.

"Yes, let the spout grow in the middle there, let it not be old as it is called daddy," replied Jihad rubbing the cheek of the Ica padlock.

"I was carrying, "Ica looked at him with sharp nosediving eyebrows, there was only this man's answer. Always did not want to lose.

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"This is how you say sii ?!" Ica sat in front of the window with a small mirror in her hand, she pointed it around her neck, her bones and her legs, severe, severe.ckckck.

Jihad piled his chin over Ica's head, and hugged her from behind half-bent.

"This is seriously why I'm not dressed ? ish you mah !" ketus Ica rotated her eyeballs.

"Nice old man rich, later you do not need to buy a lot of pajamas, if you want to sleep gini aja," look at this perverted god, who is definitely her husband now.

"What really talks about ! I'm gonna take a shot of rice rubber !" Ica spoke through the reflection of the small mirror as her glaring eyes flashed.

"You want to swim ?!" bargain Jihad. Incidentally, Jihad reserved a special room for honeymoon couples, so this room is equipped with a pool to swim to soak precisely, it is not large. Including Kara and Milo's room.

"Let her body ga pegel, because the water is ange, "Ica squinted her eyes, this is not the man's wits right ?

"Keep me with what ?" ask Ica.

"Let's get your suitcase, in the room" he replied.

"Can, "

Jihad reentered by dragging Ica's suitcase. Ica exclaimed, finally wearing it here as well, how unpleasant he was half naked like this from the afternoon.

"I'll wait there !" point Jihad at a cozy soaking pool and add a romantic impression, indeed a suitable place for honeymoon couples. Ica nodded, she grabbed her black br*a sport and matching leggings, tied her hair and opened the door to the pool. The soaking pond with its banks is decorated with small river stone stones and a frangipani tree with flowers that can be counted as fingers. Do not forget the dim garden lights in some corners. Warm water gushed from one of the walls of the pool.

Jihad had gone into the pool bare-chested, waiting for Ica there. From there the night sky can be seen clearly, as God deliberately makes this night very memorable, inviting all the stars to be present among them.

Ica sat on the edge of the pool just put her legs together, Jihad who realized the presence of Ica approaching put her body between the legs Ica, raised her head and put it in pa ha Ica. The atmosphere is supportive, slowly Ica's hand traces the leku kan face of Jihad. Starting from the thick eyebrows that always swoop sharply if you hear Ica mention the name of Raka, a sharp nose that always sniffs the scent of her body without permission, her firm jawbone that always hardens if you are upset, and the, but that rarely happened as long as Ica knew him, Ica recalled when Jihad had ever been angry with him? even since High School this man has never been mad at him, other than annoyed at Ica's absurd behavior. Ica smiled as she reached the edge of Jihad's lips, her voracious red lips dipped, tasted and always managed to bring the floating Ica scooping the kenik ma tan with her.

As for this man, still enjoying the gentle god's penny Ica.

"Back from here, surely you are busy again ya bee, " said Ica opened the chat. Jihad opened his eyes

"Yes, so satisfied satisfied once spoiled. Yes, even at home, you can too. But it won't be as satisfied here" he answered, reaching for Ica's hand where her middle and ring fingers had been attached to it and peeling it. Ica is already his now, they will not be separated unless the owner of life calls both.

Jihad turned his body towards Ica, grabbed both sides of Ica's waist and lowered them to enter the pool.

"Let your muscle relax, let the pegel reduce !" he said, Jihad put Ica's hand to his neck, so that Ica can wipe his sturdy nape. Putting together both their foreheads and noses. While his hands were already tightly hugging Ica's waist until the body of the two stuck.

"You are pugnacious, "the laughter of Jihad, The atmosphere that initially began to dim pinky pinky, even returned brightly.

"Injection, "sugar, put away the face of both.

"Susi's word is also that the gini man must be drowned," he scolded, then jumped to press Jihad's shoulder so that the man drowned. But even Jihad laughed with laughter at Ica's efforts that failed to make him drown.

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