
Ica came out with a bathrobe, she walked casually regardless of Zen's existence which was like she was disturbed by the smell of rose soap that she used earlier.
The man got up from the bed and walked after Ica.
Ica was choosing the clothes she would wear today, but was just about to pick up the clothes hanging, a pair of burly hands tightly wrapped around her waist. No kidding, it even feels like someone is leaning his head also on his shoulders.
As a girl who has never touched a man, of course this makes her a fog.
"D-addy why?" Tanya Ica.
"You're not conscious?"
"What do you mean?"
"You don't realize that the smell of your soap makes me excited?" Zen whisperings right in Ica's ears.
"You're teasing me, aren't you? You need to know, there's no need to tease me Baby. I'll gladly eat you until you can't walk tomorrow." Zen said, then the man's lips kissed the neck of the Ica level that had been decorated with signs of redness of his work last night.
Zen turned Ica's body, then raised Ica's waist to make her sit on the side of the closet.
Ica, of course, had a rebel desire to go down, but Zen's quick hand blocked Ica on her right and left, leaving her unable to run anywhere.
Zen looked at Ica with a burning desire, he was eager to touch Ica's tiny body. The chest is very beautiful, especially if the girl is already round, it must be very tempting.
"It's morning, isn't Daddy in the office?" Ask Ica.
"I will not leave before I enjoy what is presented before my eyes." Answer Zen, make Ica ketar-ketir himself.
"Give me a boost first.." Zen immediately attacked Ica's neck, again sipping the neck of the level until it left a reddish mark again.
His hands also did not stay still, he opened the bathrobe rope and plastered already the beauty of the world. Luckily, Ica quickly covered her core area, otherwise the man could have directly ambushed her as well.
Zen returned to play the chewy fruit Ica alternately, brushed and mengumm the top of the ranum fruit with his pleasure, to make sound decapan sound filled the dressing room which became a silent witness of Zen's actions this morning.
Ica can't do anything, she just shut up once in a while to close her eyes enjoying a touch of Zen. No lie, Ica also enjoyed the touch of Zen, so she chose to be quiet. Want to rebel was useless, because the man will continue to force until he gets what he wants.
Finished with the chewy fruit and the girl's neck, Zen turned to Ica's tiny lips. He also attacked her mercilessly making Ica's breath sting because the man really did not let her breathe calmly.
"Thank you for the morning vitamins.." Zen's whisper, once in taste is enough to start his busy day.
The man re-nosed the bathrobe rope he had opened and ruffled its contents.
"All right now, get my work clothes ready. I had a meeting this morning.."
After saying that, Zen left behind Ica who looked messy, even her lips dower due to Zen's bite earlier.
"Man sucks, good luck and good. If not, I've kicked him to Pluto." Gerrutu Ica, she got down and grabbed the home dress and put on it.
Not to forget, he also prepared clothes and some of the needs of the man to work. Such as shirt, material pants, suit, tie, bag, shoes and tie are in matching color with his shirt and suit.
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Zen came out of the bathroom, smiling knots as he saw his clothes already available on the side of the bed, complete with his briefcase and watch.
"By.."
"Yes, why?" Answer the Ica who emerged from the dressing room.
Not his answer, Zen even dumbfounded. Even in the dress dress, the girl already looks very beautiful.
"Dad, why?" Ica asked as she waved her hand in front of Zen's face.
"You're beautiful By.."
"I'm a girl, I'm definitely pretty. Come on, get ready, it's gonna be late."
"Help me get ready.." Pinta Zen's.
Zen even gawked at Ica's remark, if only the girl had not pushed Zen's sturdy body into the dressing room, surely the man would still be in place while gawking.
"He why the hell? Doyan really gawking, what's the lack of food?" Ica muttered while shaking her head in wonder at Zen's manner.
While waiting for the man to put on his pants first, Ica tidied up her bed, spraying the room fragrance to make it feel more soothing.
Ica did not realize that Zen was standing in the doorway of the dressing room, she observed every move Ica who looked so sexy according to her, even though only making the bed.
Before long, Ica came to her senses and immediately approached the man. Pull her up to sit on the side of the bed, then put her shirt on, then button her gently.
Zen's blood rippled as he felt Ica's tiny, soft hand touch his chest, though it was unintentional.
After finishing helping the man prepare, Ica went down first to the bottom floor. Where there was already a Zen assistant waiting in the middle room with his leisurely.
The man looked at Ica from top to bottom, knowing that he had never seen a foreign-looking girl in his superior's house.
Likewise with Ica, she hurriedly walked into the kitchen to avoid the strange gazes of the neatly dressed man sitting on the living room sofa.
"Bi.." Sapa Ica on Bi Arin who is busy cooking for breakfast.
"Yes, why?"
"What do you cook? Ica help ya.." Fresh Ica.
"Later young master was angry with aunt, Non."
"Not going to, here Ica aja who cut his vegetables." Ica took over the knife from Bi Arin's hand.
"Alright, if you are angry, aunt will not follow along. You see, young master is angry with you." Bi Arin replied, making Ica smile. That man doesn't look scary in the least if he's with her.
"Bi, that's who's sitting on the living room couch anyway?" Ask Ica.
"That's Den Bimo, his assistant Mr. Zen." Reply Bi Arin.
"Why is Bi here so early?"
"He's always here early in the morning to pick up Mr. Zen, Non." Reply Bi Arin again, while focusing on stirring up the appetizing red-fried vegetables in the pan.
"Be careful it's her hand to Non's iris, don't get too close." Remind Bi Arin when looking at Ica style cutting vegetables.
"Not Bi, it's slow." Answer Ica.
Soon Zen came down from his room and immediately went to the kitchen regardless of his assistant who was standing to take him off.
"Take me to the front by.."
"Well, not breakfast yet?" Asked Ica with a frown.
"Don't bad luck, you'll have lunch to the office."
"I-I don't know where Daddy's office address is." Ica Vocabulary.
"There's a driver driving you, come on.." Zen pulled Ica's hand onto the terrace.
He kissed the friendly Ica's forehead, then left with Bimo. Ica waved her hand as the car started to move away from the house.
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