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LeMin - 056

"Ved!"

Verda's cry was heard followed by the clattering of footsteps making Vedra who was currently washing a dozen pajamas turn towards Verda who was running towards him. Vedra just had time to wash the pajamas mumpung no time. He got half a dozen pyjamas sets while the other half a dozen were Verda's.

"Vedras! Vedras!" exclaim Verda splashy.

"What's up, Verda?" asked Vedra while squeezing water from her soaked pajamas.

"Ved, today we go to my parents' house to meet them!" answer Verda.

"When?" ask Vedra.

"Next year!" sahut Verda's.

"Oh."

"Veds! How come oh anyway?!" luh Verda's.

"You say next year" said Vedra casually.

Verda rolled her eyeballs looking at Vedra who was now busy flicking her pajamas into the air before basking them on a piece of rope.

"Ved, if we have to meet my parents next year, why would I tell you now?" Verda asked towards Vedra.

"Verda, who knows you're just telling me so I can prepare" Vedra replied.

Yes, this is a very stiff person! Verda glared in anger.

"We go now, get ready!" verda.

"Now? I haven't even finished drying clothes!" sahut Vedra's.

"Yes wait for you to finish sunning, Ved! You're so stiff like a dry kanebo!" gerutu Verda's.

"Verda, I am not a stiff like a dry canoebo, I only respond as is" Vedra said in self-defense.

"Oh, it doesn't take much of a reason, Ved! After your business with the clothes is done, get ready!" tukas Verda's.

"Oh yeah, make sure this time you actually meet my parents! Don't cancel the meeting with my parents just because you met your ex-boyfriend! You'll taste again, just know the taste!" verda's tone sounded threatening.

Verda immediately left Vedra. Verda was obviously so busy preparing for Vedra's meeting with her parents.

Verda opens Vedra's wardrobe, he must find clothes that are suitable for Vedra. Vedra clothing is mostly just shirts with monochrome, black, white, dark blue, and gray colors.

Does he not have more fancy clothes? inner Verda.

"Hmm, what style is suitable for Vedra huh?" verda gumam.

Vedra enters the house by attaching a towel she took from the clothesline in front of the terrace.

"Ved!" exclaim Verda.

Vedra entered her room upon hearing Verda's cry from the direction of the place. Vedra gasped at the pile of his shirt that had been laid on the bed.

"Oh, Verda, please don't get whipped up like this" complained Vedra.

"Ved, don't you have any other clothes you can wear besides these shirts?" ask Verda.

"Most of my clothes are like this" said Vedra.

"Oh, don't you have a more stylish shirt? Striped shirt, printing shirt, denim jacket, or floral blazer?" ask Verda.

"Verda, I'm just wearing the clothes I'm going to wear" said Vedra, putting the pile back into the closet.

There was no way Verda would take back the clothes that had been thrown away like this.

"Lantas, what are you going to wear to see my parents?" ask Verda.

Vedra picks up a piece of black shirt in answer to Verda's question. Verda throttled, does this guy not have a better sense of fashion?

"I'm going to take a shower first" Vedra said.

"Yes, yes, soon yes!" sahut Verda's.

Verda let out a heavy sigh. At this time he is certainly obliged to display a real man who must be cool and can amaze his family.

Especially Vivie who often questions Verda's sanity. Yes, the Verdas really don't believe there's a real man who has married Verda.

"Is Brother not wrong? This kind of man married sister? A geeky appearance that was far from cool! Verda's taste must be Jehun! Why even bring the nerds I'm asking for like this?"

About that's what Vivie's response will be.

"What should I do?" Verda wondered to herself.

He immediately seeks inspiration ootd aka outfit of the day or the simple term is to show the appearance to be worn from the tip of the hair to the tip of the foot. Since Verda's dream man's standard is Jehun, he automatically has to make the Jehun style as a mecca for Vedra appearance.

Vedra had finished bathing and immediately put on the clothes she had prepared. He started wearing his pants.

"Ved!" verda entered the room.

Shit, why does she always look sexy after a shower? Verda grinned bumblingly.

"Verda, you really surprised me," lamented Vedra.

"Veds! Please sit!" Verda pushed Vedra onto the bed.

"Ouch!" exclaim Vedra slammed into the bed.

"Ahaha, sorry, Ved," Verda chuckled.

"What's up, Verda?" asked Vedra while sitting on the edge of her bed.

"I'll give you a little makeup" Verda replied.

"W-what? You want to put on my face? Jesus, Verda, please don't be weird!" sergeant Vedra.

"Ck! Vedra, please be cooperative!" verda toilet.

Vedra gave a huff as Verda started to sweep the cushion to her face.

"Well, Ved, you have healthy skin, what treatments do you use?" ask Verda.

"I only use facial soap in the bathroom" said Vedra.

"Haha, that means you're using my face wash soap dong ya," Verda laughed.

"If you don't let me, I'll use dish soap" said Vedra grinning.

"Ahaha, do you really think dish soap can be used for the face?" ask Verda.

"Verda, stains, fat, and oil on the plate can be clean, especially on the face" said Vedra.

"Ahaha," Verda laughed again.

"Ved, don't move" Verda ordered.

"Verda, what's that pencil for? You want to scribble my face?" ask Vedra.

"No! I just want to make your thick eyebrows more precise" Verda said.

"You don't need to have a cough, your jaw is firm, and your nose is pointed" Verda commented.

"Hmm, but plus shading only," Verda monologued.

Verda pulled out a red lip tint that made Vedra slit.

"Verda, no, I don't want to wear lipstick!" sergeant Vedra.

"It's not lipstick, Ved! It's lip tint!" sahut Verda's.

"Yes, still, do you really want to make me look like you?" reject Vedra.

"'No, Ved, trust me!" Verda.

Vedra fell silent as Verda threw something onto her lips and gently patted her lips. Their eyes met each other, the distance between them was truly meaningless.

Vedra gulped her saliva observing Verda's face so close, she could even feel Verda's breath gently sweeping across her face.

Again he felt a magnet pulling Verda into his lap. The fiery flames of passion clearly emanated from their gazes.

It is hypocritical if they ignore the desires that have only been harbored by each. They wanted each other, just didn't dare to reveal it.

Verda felt the man's sturdy hands wrapped around her waist, hugging her so tightly. The man's breath gently swept his neck. Verda squeezed Vedra's hair which was still half wet.

Verda closed her eyes again, enjoying the touch of the lips of the man who was walking down her jaw line.

Their lips then clashed against each other. Verda felt drowned every time she took a sip on the man's lips. His heart was completely unable to be conditioned.

For Verda, this was clearly her first kiss with a real man. During this time he would only be able to smell the screen of his smart device or even kiss the poster attached to the wall of his room.

At first it felt stiff, but as the seconds passed, the stiffness was gone. Everything just flows according to his instincts.

Verda is completely incapable of self-control, he wants more than a link of lips, he opens his mouth, letting instincts carry him to where.

Vedra still can not control himself, he still let the desire to dominate. Verda really aroused her instincts as a normal, healthy man.

The ringing of Verda's phone made the two of them shocked. Verda moved out of Vedra's lap. It

immediately came out of the room, snatching his cell phone lying on the dining table.

Vedra staggered, her body falling back on the bed. How could he ever again act out of his control like that?

Oh no! nay! I must be crazy!

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