My husband's a Cold Doctor

My husband's a Cold Doctor
Because of Dress




Louis Boutique, is a Boutique store that has just opened but is already famous in the universe.


Aunt Mira deliberately invited us here to fit the wedding dress, because she thinks the dress here is very beautiful, with a blend of Expor fabric from abroad is very good.


"Let's go in! " take aunt Mira while reaching and pulling my hand.


I just according to my aunt, My eyes sometimes glanced at Kevin on my steps, which turns out he also has since noticed myself being pulled by his mother. Every now and then our eyes met, but if that happened he immediately turned his head away, as if he were avoiding our eye contact.


Ting....


The shop door automatically opened, my eyes wide open looking at the interior in every corner of the room.



The dominant color of the wall in white makes it look luxurious, the dresses neatly arranged beautifully, my eyes are now reluctant to just blink, with a mouth that I do not realize gaping.


Hap...


My eyes stopped glaring as a burly hand now closed my mouth.


The hand turned out to be the flat-faced hand.


I shook his hand, very upset.


"Well, why do you put your dirty hands in my mouth? " grutukus.


"Later there's a fly in!" reply flat.


Kevin quickened his pace, made me behind him, I growled, clenched my hands.


It turned out to be seen by mama, he looked at me with a sharp gaze, I really know what mama means, but I did not want to ignore it.


"Salsa Darling! Right here... You look around first who knows there is something you like that. " said aunt Mira waved her hand at me which I immediately said.


"Don't need a mah, let Kevin pick it for him?" cutting Kevin makes me back dumbfounded.


"Well, what does that mean? Does he know my body size? It doesn't make any sense!" my grumbling in my heart while shaking my lips.


"Lohh, let Salsa herself choose Vin! You are well even though he is your future wife, but who knows if you choose even Salsanya who do not like!" aunt Mira.


"Ho'oh tan! Kan Salsa likes the color Pink so just choose which one is clearly the color Pink heheh" I replied grimly.


"Salsa.". "grepty mama who still continues to look at me by biting her lower lip.


Mama approached and whispered something in my ear that said:


"You shut up, you don't embarrass mama dong!, whatever Kevin chooses you have to accept."


I swung my lips, resentfully jerking off the shoes I made so hard and stepping on the seat near Aunt Mira.


Now I sat down sweetly, watching my mama, aunt Mira and Kevin whimper about choosing my dress.


I was thinking how Kevin could offer to choose a dress for me. Because I keep thinking about it, I'm daydreaming.


"Sales... Try that? "


His call made my daydream end, which turned out to point to a dress.



My eyes were at first dazzled by her choice of dress, but I did not like the color white, because I think it is very easy to get dirty with pink color that is able to activate the instinct of teenage girls, especially me.


"Sales... Just do what Kevin says! The dress is beautiful!" mama said, continuing to blink one eye.


"But mah.." I complained.


"Try on Sal.." continued Aunt Mira.


Finally I said, the dress was taken by her boutique officer to the dressing room.


Moments later I was almost done, just put a zipper behind it, but I couldn't put it on my back. I kept moaning until the sweat poured out.


Akh...sial is very troublesome, if you know the wedding dress makes me bother better I wear a t-shirt just marriage, it is simpler! Thought.


Before entering there was one of the employees who wanted to help me, but I refused because they did not want to see this tiny body.


I occasionally sat down and thrashed because I was desperate not to put this dress up sooner.


Just thought it might be tiring how not this has been almost an hour I tried to pull it, but still can not.


And because of that, my eyes are already glazed over.


"Stand up!"


I frowned hearing that voice, then turned my face back.


"Kevin, why are you here? Is this a girls' locker room? You want to fuck?" I shouted after I knew it was Kevin's voice.


which since when did it enter but I was unaware of its presence.


"I said stand up, yes stand up!" he said with a slightly high tone.


"If I don't want to, what do you want?" ask me again by turning my sitting pattern towards it.


Suddenly Kevin clasped his hands and pulled me to my feet, and when I started to stand my defense began to waver which made my head almost collide with his chest but he quickly held my head.


Jtakkkkk


Akh.. kevin ticked my forehead and left a throbbing pain making me emotional.


"Yak... Why are you looking at my pretty forehead?" my grunts were upset by continuing to stroke her pain.


"This is the punishment because you won't comply with my request!" answer's flat.


"What are you ready for me? Why do I have to do everything you want?"


"Shut up! Turn around now!" he said again


I was astonished at everything he said, and I also wondered what he meant by coming here?


"Well, come and come tell me this, that, you think I want to go on?" my chirping.


Instantly kevin again blocked both hands with his hands, and in the end he turned my body suddenly which suddenly made me very surprised and almost crashed into the wall.


My head felt dizzy seven circumference, the hair that was originally shouldered was now open, and finally decomposed undulating.


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