My Beloved Turns out to be Young Master

My Beloved Turns out to be Young Master
Just Friends!



From a distance I saw Jasen and Stevan preparing to build firewood. I hurriedly released my hand link with Jacob for fear of being caught by my other friends. But Jacob held him back, his grip tightening.


"Jacob let go, I don't want them to misunderstand our relationship." With great difficulty, his hand finally came off as well. Jacob stopped his steps and automatically I also fell silent as well.


"Why are you ashamed if they know we're related?" Jacob asked with his raised eyebrows and narrowed eyes.


"Not so Jacob, I told you, we don't have any relationship. Just friends, remember?" Jacob snorted looking dislike of the answer I gave.


"just friends? where there is a friend who knows the taste of each body hemm, "jacob smirks.


I'm struck by the answer. It's true what he said, but it's Europe that way, yes, he had a problem with it. There I am as a woman who is harmed here. It feels like men in the eastern part of Asia like my home region alone will not be much cingcong and even happy if you can taste the body of a virgin woman for free. You weird guy, I thought.


"That night was a mistake, I was drunk at the time" my great-grandson softly fearing Jacob's offense.


"Error? but you realized that you did it with me back then. I'm not pushy and we're enjoying it together, remember?" My memory automatically floated on the hot night we were on. I shook my head trying to get rid of my dirty thoughts because I remembered the incident.


"From that night you were mine!" claim firmly.


Hey, but like this, it looks like I made a mistake spending my first night with him. It's true that it turns out in every case never generalize everyone, because surely there are several different percentages. And unfortunately I was unlucky or even lucky to meet a man who belongs to this rare species, his attitude does not suit most people who live in one habitat with him. The problem for now is that I still want to enjoy my youth without being in a relationship with any one man, it will be very troublesome, my inner self.


"Why is that? it's not commonplace to do it here without any ties," I protest of course.


"For others it may be so, but not for me the first time to do it" he replied quickly. After Jacob said that there was silence between us.


"Phuuuft...." I shut my mouth because I couldn't bear the laughter that was about to explode. What did he say just now? it was the first time he did it, he said. I really don't believe that.


"Hey, why are you laughing? it hurt my pride." Jacob grunted in annoyance.


"Your jokes aren't funny Jacob, you think I believe."


"I'm not kidding, you're really a first for me." he let out a long sigh.


"Therefore you must take responsibility" he continued with a slight sulk.


"What's? responsible what do you mean?" I was shocked to hear his words and also felt a little strange to see him sulking like that. I'm used to seeing it that's been cool and firm so it's weird to see it that way. What this means by the word man, his friends are men if he is with the woman he loves will come out of his potent nature as well. Wait, there is no love between the two of us. Ah, I don't want a big head first maybe behind the cold nature that there is indeed a potent nature as well.


"You've already taken my virginity, so being responsible is forever tied to me. After college we get married okay!" I just stared at the long story.


"Why do you hold me accountable, my virginity is also you who took it. We're even dong should be," my protest. I can't believe it anyway, I might be the first for him. When he fucked me yesterday it felt like he was a pro at it.


"Therefore, we must marry." Jacob decided it was on the side.


I stared at him fiercely, while he put a smile on his face. Sucks my mind.


"It can't be like that dong, the pokonya I don't want a point."


"You can't refuse it!"


"No, no, no, no.." I closed my ears with both hands and let go. Jacob laughed as he walked after me with both hands inserted into his pants pocket.