My Beloved's Choice Woman

(In Paris - Part-2)

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"There you go Zello" pointed to Veron.

They arrived at the outdoor restaurant.

"There is nothing inside. Here's the closest one from there" explained Zello as he pulled up a chair for Veron.

"Thank you, my husband." Veron finally obeyed Zello to sit down in his chair.

The darkening time made the air cool, Zello put his outer on Veron's shoulder. "It'll keep you a little warm."

"And it will make you a little cold" Veron replied.

"You can hug me if you don't want me to get cold."

"Hallo, Mrs and Mister. Good Evening .... Here is a special menu at our restaurant," interrupted waitress with her menu book.

"I ... come. I don't understand what's good" Veron said.

Zello swooped both eyebrows, "alright." Who then saw a variety of heavy snack menus there.

"I want this" Zello said, pointing to some of his orders.

"Ok. is there anything I can help again?"

"Nothing's."

"Mrs." Sela Veron's. "He needs warmth, can you hug him?"

"What?" ask waittres shock.

While Zello glanced and not long pinched Veron's nose. "Sorry, she was just kidding. She is my wife, I will get warmth from her later."

"Oh, My God. You are a very sweet couple."

Zello smiled faintly as he looked at Veron who even threw away his face in an expensive selling style.

"What a look."

Zello chuckled small.

"OK, the order will be ready soon. Excuse me."

"OK."

"I invy you," said sweet waittres as it passed.

Hm?

***

Veron and Zello were already in front of the windmill exactly, smiles blooming from the lips of the two.

'Isn't this too romantic' Veron's inner self. His eyes could not be separated from the large object in front of him.

"What are you thinking?" ask Zello.

"Mm .. everything."

Zello grabbed Veron's shoulder, looking at him gently. "The air will get colder" said Zello while dressing his outer perfectly on Veron's body.

"Usually you're the one who put it on for me, now replace me with the one who put it on" she continued.

Fixated. That's what Veron feels. His lips covered a momentary smile.

"Zello, are you going to treat all women like this?" Veron's voice was weak.

"Why? You jealous? Or are you getting interested in me?" Lecar Zello with a seductive smile.

"Maybe .. both." Veron lowered his gaze for a moment and then smiled faintly at Zello.

Fixated. That sense turned to Zello, after hearing Veron's words. Zello's outstretched hand grabbed Veron's hand, grasping it gently.

"You haven't answered my words?"

"You .. the second, after Rossa."

"What all men are like that, not enough with one woman" Veron sneered softly.

Zello's forehead wrinkled, "what am I in your eyes like that?"

"you reckon? All men are the same." Veron turned away from Zello. "Not enough with one woman."

"Gee." Zello grabbed Veron's shoulder. "You're very jealous as it turns out," said Zello. Her lips smiled blooming.

"Not ... don't be too quick to assume. I'm just a risi made into an impingement. Don't talk about that. Let's selfi!"

'So, in her eyes I was like that.' Zello's inner.

"Whatever to say. What matters now is that I'm happy." Zello said casually, facing the windmill.

Veron flips Zello's body roughly, "facing here."

Czechoslovak.

***

Brakkk's. Car door closed perfectly. Veron leaned back his body. "It's exhausting, but I'm happy." Veron smiled sweetly at the sign of his satisfaction.

"It's a simple place, you can easily feel happy" Zello said.

The car moved slowly away and split open the city of Paris at night. The cold air made him clench his own body tightly.

"Why, do I look like I'm overreacting?"

"Have you ever ridden, or rode a helicopter? We can do that later if you want."

"really?"

"certain."

"In Paris now?"

"Mm .. is that if you want?"

"I think I'd look really cool doing your hobby."

"I'll prepare it."

Zello ruffled Veron's hair gently, and scrambled it. "Sleep!"

"Zello." Veron, who was closing his eyes, opened his eyes again. "When you wake me up. You don't have to lift my body."

"Why? Anyway it's up to me. If you don't want to be lifted try not to fall asleep."

"I must have fallen asleep." Cetus Veron's.

"Yes, that means I'll lift you up. That's my right anyway. I deserve everything that's on you."

"But the deal."

"It was I who made it, there's also my right to change it."

"Huh, really? Very cute to you."

"Yes, that's it." Zello said casually with sneaky grinning lips.

Veron turned the ball off guard, "whatever."

'Surrender, if you get to the one that touches me. I do not lose, it is you.' said Veron in his heart

***

"Are you awake or pretending to sleep again?"

Zello climbed the stairs with Veron's body in his hand. Carrying like bridaystyle.

Feeling tired and sleepy makes Veron lazy to reply to Zello's words. Upon reaching the room, Veron also immediately enjoyed the soft mattress. His eyes opened for a moment looking at the rough movement next to him.

"Zello, are you sleeping here?"

"Are you disturbed? I can sleep downstairs."

"below?"

"Yes, on the floor. Although, I actually have a right to this bed or you."

'On the floor? Is he crazy'

"No need, Zello. Sleep in here. But ...."

"Just calm down, I won't do anything if you don't let me." Zello Goda.

Veron just long ago heard Zello's temptation.

"Just calm. I won't harm you. I just ... will give this." Zello kissed Veron's sweet forehead, looking at him gently. It felt like he was desperate to hold Veron's body, but he doubted Veron would accept it. Zello had to keep his wish. "Sleep!" Zello said softly, who then tidied up the children of Veron's hair.

Veron is intrigued by Zello's treatment that the more she becomes, the sweeter she is, the more she becomes complacent.

"You're funny" Veron said with a smile. A sweet smile and a sweet smile from Zello. Although Veron's words made him a little surprised.

"What do you make of my hair? I want to sleep, not travel. It'll be a mess again when I sleep."

"Oh." Zello was silent for a moment and then ruffled Veron's hair.

"Of ...." Complain Veron. "But thank you. It's much better." Veron pulled out the blanket and covered her body.

'You're also funny and .. adorable'

***

"You hugged me first." Zello said as he took off his embrace from Veron's body.

Last night Zello had no power not to return Veron's warm embrace. That beautiful feeling was still ringing in Zello's mind, how they were hugging each other tightly with breaths hitting each other. Only one drawback is 'Veron in a state of sleep alias unconscious'. If only, they did when they both realized it would be so much fun. Zello's lips lifted up a little considering that.

Veron's face flushed, embarrassed. "I'm going to sleep, I'm not conscious."

"Yes, I know. I'm sorry for you." Zello turned his body into a sitting position, reaching for his phone on the nightstand. A faint smile still adorned her lips, feeling her heart blossom for the umpteenth time because of Veron.

"Who apologized. There is even pleasure in you" said Veron.

"That's sustenance, pamali makes nolak."

"Jaudah is up."

Veron looked at Zello who seemed busy with the phone in his hand. Looks flat face when Zello plays his phone. Seeing Zello's face thus made Veron feel it was work-related.

Realizing his wife's gaze, Zello turned his head, "what's the matter?"

"No, just continue! I'm going to the bathroom first."

"Say!" Zello blocks Veron's hand, and puts the phone away.

"Mc ... Zello, about taking papa's mama to the tower. You'll say it, right?"

"I? Why should I?"

Veron let go of the check slowly, and sat down beside Zello. "Zello, I'm ashamed to say it."

Zello chuckled in response to Veron's words. "No need to be ashamed, you are his only son-in-law. They'll definitely obey."

"I'm ashamed, not hesitant."

"Mm .. We'll see."

Veron sighed softly, annoyed.

"On horse riding, we're not so yes. Maybe next time" said Zello.

"Yes, it's okay. Whatever."

"You need to learn first. I will study near my grandfather's house. Let Grandpa also see you learn to ride, Grandpa would be happy."

"Ah yes." Veron answered happily. His sad face changed cheerfully.

"You're so happy to hear Grandpa's name."

"Yes, dong."

"Yes, I forgot. You ever wanted to be my grandmother."

Veron laughed amusedly as he looked at Zello's face. "I imagine how your old face will be. Will it be as handsome as grandpa?!"

"Do you want to age with me?"

***