my husband warewolf

22. twenty-two

after we finished my breakfast and Mark rushed to the airport, yes we are going to Hong Kong, mark took me, maybe he does not want to be away from me, I am very happy

now we ride a luxury car and use a driver, still remember when I used to be in the village if my montor was on strike I had to take an angkot to go to work

jostling, let alone the smell of sweat everywhere I always go to the afternoon shift while these people just came home from work, there is a smell of sweat mixed with oil, there is a smell of chicken shit, mixed into one

and worst of all there is no place, still kernet said it was still empty, until the tiled clogged, and most terrible driver drove like a gp car racer, maen trobos left right, right, it's a cave fight if my montorku go on strike

but now I naek luxury car, with my prince, scented wanggi, until the sound of the car engine was smooth, too,

I only wear diamond ring accessories with casual clothes, the price of this diamond ring is expensive bo' is more expensive than the gold mamak-mamak which is made in the presence of gold shop walking ampe kayak, every finger is given a ring, every finger is given a ring, necklace two dipake all, bracelet keroncong ampe kesiku

if in my village it is said not to use gold it was swallowed by a snake not stuck, especially I used to be the most lazy to use it like that'an, and the neighbors always gossip

"where lily may sell, gold just don't have, every working day but do not see the results",sometimes I want to spray the mouth of mamak-mamak who nyinyir it should be yes we buy'in gold-style show off rich pompous even though the debt is everywhere

I sometimes wonder how the middle-class economy down to the pretentious show-off of the rich, even though the rich are not so rich, not so pansos, even impressed simple

may they realize😆😂😂 let each celebration not show each other gold,

rival each other rich snobs whereas ma poor soul kissin😂😂

that's what makes me miss posts about my life now in Europe, I'm afraid they're a fire, poor souls hurt, I better enjoy it and I don't post it in cyberspace

we boarded a larger, more luxurious private jet to Hong Kong,

mark sat down while reading a map I don't know what it was I just hugged his waist and started dreaming

"sleep later I'll wake up when it's in the throat" said Mark vaguely I heard, because I was already very sleepy

upon arrival in Hong Kong mark who saw lily sleeping soundly, reluctant to wake her, mark was riding lily car then headed to the apartment in Hong Kong

lily, who was asleep, did not feel that she had been carried by the mark several times, until finally sleeping in a comfortable bedroom in the apartment in Hong Kong

lily was just squirming, but not waking up even Mark saw her smile, lily's body getting thinner and thinner, her cubby cheeks were now almost tyrannical

mark sat down while reading the contents of the proposal on the map and drank a coffee mocca his favorite

lily woke up and opened her eyes, looked up at the ceiling of the apartment and blinked a few times to make her realize that she was not dreaming

"dog I'm here, wasn't I still on the plane, when I got off" lily said tangent as she scratched her non-itchy head

"i took you several times up to the apartment" said Mark as he walked closer to Lily

"hehheee.I thought I was still a dream" lily said.

"you don't thank me, because I've been burdened while carrying you, now my body is all sealed, can you help me massage" said Mark feigning tired and then lying face down in the egg

"yes I'll massage you myhubby" Lily said