Mr. Cold Falling in Love With Miss Somplak

Difficult to control taste

As soon as Ahem brought her into the man's car, Hayat felt the touch by touch created by the man made her start to lose her sane mind.

ever felt what it felt like to be thirsty to be touched by someone? Well he felt that way now, as if he wished that the man could complete the pressure of desire within him.

"I thought the air was getting hot"

Hayat spoke while trying to get some fresh air, she was not drunk at all but she felt something strange was being felt by her body.

"What?"

Ahem asked confusedly.

Trying to loosen her clothes, she asks for the AC to be raised and begins to feel an ultimate discomfort on her body.

"Can't mister give me air? it really doesn't feel good"

Oceh Hayat later.

Ahem who is actually the same is not okay can only massage his head, he said, he asks rich to turn on his car full AC even the man tries to find a book to help Hayat fan the girl.

"Ahhhh why does the air feel strange, mister don't you feel it?"

Hayat began to babble, she stared at the man before her for some time.

For whatever reason he saw Ahem quite different tonight, like Andre Aksana's novel that praised the figure of the Man in his novel.

he saw Ahem exactly like the script made by the creator.

Nature is like stressing the composition of the tone in a vibrating symphony. So commensurate with the physical appearance of a man in front of him who invited decak. Making the eyes not willing to blink for a single moment. Admiring an unparalleled masterpiece. Manly. Gallant. Stunningly. Flirting..

Ohhh.

instant Life desires.

For whatever sake he wanted to sink into the arms of the man's muscular chest right now, allowing himself to be shackled in the man's embrace, he said, even he was willing to drown in his confinement and play hot all night without stopping.

What?!.

Life immediately swallowed his saliva, his brain as if contaminated in crazy scenes that are too ero.tis.

Brunhhhh.

I must be crazy.

Hayat shook her head, forcing herself to wake up from her strange thoughts.

He wanted to try to throw his gaze away but once their skin accidentally touched it suddenly returned one of his Female Passions rose just like that.

It was as if there was one thing he could not stand where he wished it was not just a touch of skin that was going on between them.

Hayat's eyeballs stared at the man's lips in front of him, not knowing what Ahem was talking about, but the man's lip movements were too disturbing him at this time, he said, he said he wanted to grab those lips with his lips.

the shadow of ero.tis filled his head, he wanted those beautiful lips to fill the whole lips, tongue and every corner of his mouth.

hoping it wasn't just a passionate sweet kiss, she hoped the man would make her drown in a single wave of desire that made her whole Perfect being a full-fledged woman.

"What life do you hear me?"

When the man asked about what he did not understand and did not really hear from earlier, Hayat looked at Ahem's lips, then either demon 😈 mana that whispered to her, as if she was out of her wits, the girl without a second thought three times directly grabbed Ahem's lips just like that.

This made Ahem round his eyes.

What the hell?!.

The man was clearly shocked to death.