My Dowager Montes
#98. Deep Talk
"Hey son mami, know his mama as well as me, let me bokap kelonin"
sreet
Harvey suddenly pushed forward and clutched the son of song's collar. Chelsea just folded her hands together on her chest, her head slightly looking up.
"By the way again the grotto of your mouth is using grindstones" Harvey threatened.
"Hey son, what are you doing?" a man coming from behind.
"What's this?" he continued asking, then glanced at Chelsea.
"It's nothing, my son just responded to his joke" Chelsea replied calmly.
"Can you take your hand off my son?" the man's orders then gripped Harvey's wrist.
Chelsea clutched his wrist.
"Let them finish their business. If you feel like you have a problem, tell me" Chelsea said, opening her glasses elegantly.
The man loosened his grip, then let go. And Chelsea too.
"Who are you? why do you let them be like that?"
"It's natural for a child to stand up for his mother. I just want to see the ability of your brave son is just a rumble"
"So you said, who's my son? mom's son? then are you your uncle's son? or your papa's cheating son?" chelsea asked the song boy who then turned red.
"So, speak to you, madam. Or-"
"Or are you going to report me to your affair who is the founder of this foundation? and threatened to get my son out, did you?"
"Where do I know? ask your son's rotten mouth"
"What's? not content to bully my son every day, to have to call us his parents, as if our troubled son? Then now you as his parents will defend the bad behavior of your son by reporting us? that so? Then, try asking your cheats, who is the largest shareholder in the foundation? Then try asking your former boss who Chelsea is.
"Let's go, baby, let's go home. Too bad an elite school like this is taking out trash like them" Chelsea's circus pulled Harvey.
"I warned you not to get to know my mother. Or you'll regret it" Harvey threatened.
Chelsea smiled in anguish. His son turned out to be a real man.
The man immediately made a call to his former superior who was none other than Dennis.
His face turned pale as Dennis pecked at him. He once told me not to be like the Mc family. Kenzies.
bremmmm
bleyeran Humvee dominates the parking area of the elite school.
"What did you do to that kid Hendri?"
"There is no pih. Hendri was just kidding. Isn't it gangs?"
"Dissolve all. You go home to each other's homes. And you, Hendri. You go home papi right now"
"Yeah papi. Hendri still wants to hang out"
"good. Please hang out" He immediately took the wallet and car keys that stuck in the back pocket of his son.
"Pih... papih... not funny pih... time hang out ga megang money anyway? the car keys are also brought back. Papi's...."
"Obviously, schoolgirl. What else if you don't make fun of each other's parents' names? You know what, bear?" Chelsea spoke while sticking his lips on Brian's jaw, creating a tickle and a gasp of breath on Brian's neck, making his jaw rise and fall.
"What?" his voice began to crackle. He closed his eyes, enjoying his wife's conductive movements. This is their deep talk time. They will discuss everything all day with a calm mind. Always find solutions with quality communication.
"When I went to school, I experienced the same thing, the difference was that there was no parent's name that they could mock, but it added to their satisfaction. Because I don't have parents" Brian looked down. He was concerned about his wife's childhood.
"What did you do then, baby?" he then kissed his wife's nose.
"I swear they have the same fate as me" Chelsea chuckled. Sounds terrible.
"Are you serious?" ask Brian not to believe it.
"Of course not. But I thought like that. I just ended up passing them. Until several times they teased me, wanting to be satisfied to see me cry because of his ridicule. But..."
"But?"
"I hit one of them" Chelsea laughed again.
"My barbarian woman is adorable" Brian kissed Chelsea's laughing lips, then became a deep kiss.
plumes
Chelsea took off the link.
"Where do you know if there's a problem at Harvey's school? did he complain to you?"
"No. But the founder of the foundation came to me at the office. hhh..." Brian peeked at the base of his nose.
"If you'd seen her look, baby"
"Why his appearance?" Chelsea slid her hands behind Brian's sleeping shirt, moving up and down.
"I'd rather see you in a workshop outfit than see the woman in a dress that shows off a part of her body. So disgusting"
Chelsea's hand moved under her husband's body.
"Oh yeah?" and then weave Brian's heirloom that made him bite his lip.
"Then?" Chelsea kept asking while teasing him.
"Honey, I can't concentrate ahh." Chelsea's hand stopped moving. Brian gasps.
"Why stop?" his question then led Chelsea's hand back into the cloth under it. But Chelsea pulled his hand.
"He can't concentrate. Come on, by the way" Chelsea sulked. Pura pura to be exact. She liked to flirt with her husband like this.
"Dear, yes. By the way yes. Yuk makinin. So cold" Brian again put Chelsea's hand on his lap.
"Teruuuus..hhhh. He kept asking me to mediate. His mother felt her son was humbled, ahhhh..." Chelsea continued to play her hand on her navel, she liked to see her husband's expression at a time like this. Like a helpless deer in front of a tiger. Rrrr......
"OKAY. Tomorrow we come both. cup. Good night" Chelsea kissed Brian's lips and turned his back on him and turned off the sleeping lights.
"Yank... Darling...how is this.. you. Here you are, you must be punished for being a bad boy" Chelsea screeched when Brian turned his body and blew his remains, while kissing him blindly. They're always that hot every night. Who take care of their household.
PANAAAAS😖
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