Mr Zen's Bed Partner

Chapter 16

Zen comes out of the bathroom with his waist-length towel and wet hair, adjacent to Ica making his arms often out of control, not to mention his ever-rising weapons. That's quite overwhelmed, because it can't channel it.

Ica was disturbed by the smell of soap coming out of Zen's body, not to mention the water droplets dripping on his face.

The girl opened her two eyes lazily, she was the sleeping queen. But when those eyes managed to open, he was instead startled by Zen's face that was so close to his.

Ica's hand reflexes pushed Zen's chest down and again knocked the man down.

Ica got up from her sleep and stroked her chest that was pounding incoherently, it turned out that the man was very handsome up close.

"Why is it so good to push me By? That one hasn't healed his pain, now it's smelling the floor again." Zen grumbled, not yet realizing that the towel that had been wrapped around his waist had been released.

Ica looked at the strange looking thing.

"That's what Dad?" Ica asked plainly while pointing at the long object that stood upright.

"Hiss, watch your eyes by." Zen hurriedly covered his weapon with a towel.

"Dad's.."

"Yes baby.."

"What was that?" Ask Ica again, as an innocent girl she knows what it is.

"You want to taste his taste By?"

"Can you eat?" Ask plain Ica.

"Can you try it?" Ica did not answer, honestly she was curious. But can it be eaten in those days? From his apparition alone was frightening, not to mention his size which was like a purple eggplant.

He knew that word from his friends at the club, not a lie anymore if his friends were at the bar first, no longer a virgin. They on average take off their crown for money and satisfaction of their own, while Ica she keeps her chastity.

Zen threw the girl back, she untied her towel and plastered the weapon that had stood upright, ready to fight.

"Open your mouth wide by."

"I-I don't want to, what the fuck.." Ketus Ica, the girl thrashed to want to be free from Zen's confinement, but it's not that easy.

Zen immediately stuffed Ica's open mouth with his weapon, sending both of Ica's eyes wide open.

Zen moved his waist back and forth, while Ica he felt nauseous because it gave off an odor that was not wearing, according to him.

Zen closed his eyes, enjoying the sensation of his weapon felt in spoiled bites, in contrast to Ica who began to shed tears because he could not stand it.

Zen who saw the uncomfortable expression of his girl instantly stopped his action, he whipped out his purple eggplant and immediately hugged Ica.

Yuck...

Ica ran to the bathroom while covering her mouth.

"Babies.." Call Zen, the man has no shame. He forgot to put his towel back on, the man walked without a thread, with the purple eggplant brandishing.

"By.." Zen opened the bathroom door, and automatically made the girl screech when she saw the appearance of the man in front of her.

"Pake clothes first there, my eyes stained."

Byurrs...

"By, cold.." Zen said, because Ica flushed her with cold water.

"See who stays here, where don't wear any more clothes." Ica closed her eyes and left Zen who was already putting on his annoyed expression.

The girl escaped out of Zen's room, before the man stuffed her again with purple eggplant which made her nauseous. Maybe because this was her first time in feeling an object that all this time only she knew from her friends at the bar.

Ica sat on the living room sofa, she held her lips that felt strange. Even the taste of the thing was still left on his tongue.

Hurriedly, Ica went to the kitchen and poured mango juice in a glass, then drank it up to the toilet. Even in a hurry to get rid of the strange taste that left the object, the corner of Ica's lips look dirty and droplets of juice hit her clothes.

"It's really dirty.." The whispering behind her made Ica flip her body.

He saw several maids standing while staring strangely at him.

"There is no grace to be the girlfriend of the young master, not really pantes. It's beautiful, but it's a mess."

"By my name?" Ask Ica.

"Who else, it's just you here." Answer one of the maids who looks young.

"I'm angered, I'm also slovenly, but like him Mr. Zen prefers girls who appear as they are. I do not deserve to be with a man as perfect as Mr. Zen, I realize my position is right. But if mister Zen likes me, what can I do?"

"Cihh, I'm proud of you.." Ejek the maid again.

"I'm really proud, because Zen chose me as his woman. At least I can act according to circumstances, not wishes." Ica replied with her smirk smile.

"What's this?" Bi Arin asked, he is the butler in this mansion.

"He said I was a slob and a bitch, so I just said his words." Ica replied, making Bi Arin clench her hands.

"Sorry Non, I'll reprimand her."

"No need to Bi, this is a fact. I am just a village girl who happened to be picked up by Mr. Zen, "Ica replied, then left the kitchen.

"I told you, don't get into trouble with young Miss, she's the girl the young master chose. So, respect him."

"Alahh, the fact he's mocked and slovenly. Look at that, drink juice or sampe splattered that, what's the name if not slob." Point the maid on the floor that does look dirty because of the juice droplets.

"Don't let Mr. Zen know what you're doing, if he knows I can't help you. I've been warning you." Bi Arin went to get a mop and cleaned up the juice spill.

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Ica takes a walk around Zen's large mansion, the mesoom guy who always seems to be at ease.

"Wahh, it turns out there's a garden here. Where's the pretty flower again.." Ica's face sparkles when looking at the various types of flowers that look beautiful in this park.

He sat on the bench available, he smiled happily. The wind blew softly, flying the long hair of Ica.

Ica closed her eyes, enjoying the wind that felt rubbing her beautiful face.

But that calmness had to be disturbed as the burly hand felt embracing his shoulder from the side, Ica saw Zen already beside her with an annoying smile.

"I've been looking everywhere Baby, you're here."

"Why look for me? You want to jam me with that thing again? I don't want to, the smell makes me nauseous." Answer the ketus Ica.

"That's because you're not used to it yet, if you're used to it you'll be hooked." Ica rolled her eyes off guard, a shameless man.

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