My Perfect Husband's

CHAPTER 47 Letting Go With Inspiration

Naynay's mouth was wide open when he saw the contents of his special wardrobe. Afif was not joking about what he said earlier this afternoon through a short message about his nightshirt. No more pajamas with trousers. The entire space in that huge closet was now filled with sexy nightgowns.

Still wearing his towel, Naynay comes out of the dressing room to meet Afif who is the mastermind behind the dozens of sleepwear. He had just finished taking a shower this evening because he fell asleep after coming home from Rosi's house this afternoon. And after dinner in the room, he would take a shower. But he almost hangs to see the contents of his closet.

"Why haven't you put your nightgown on yet?" The one who was looking for asked immediately when he had just entered the room. Afif threw the cellphone in his hand into the bed a good distance away and walked up to Naynay who was holding a towel on his chest.

"Naynay's nightgown doesn't like it." Bumil protested, but his face was made as thin as possible so that Afif would not scold him. Know for yourself, right, that Afif does not like to be protested.

"But I like it, how's dong?" Afif held Naynay's shoulders open and smiled faintly.

Naynay scowled wryly, his lips furrowing at Afif's words. What is the name of a normal man would love to see a woman wearing such a nightgown. There is definitely a war in bed. But for Naynay, wearing such a shirt was like he would be executed.

"Sister, Nay doesn't want to wear that nightgown." Naynay whines while tugging at the shirt that Afif wears.

"Just don't wear it. Anyway, I'd rather see you don't wear a shirt." Shrugged his shoulders with throbbing lips before stepping towards the changing room.

Naynay's eyes were wide open, then she saw the reflection of her body still wrapped around the towel in her makeup mirror. Lapping his head slowly, Naynay followed Afif into the dressing room. Really, yeah, I have a husband like this.

'Pake clothes at home.'

Naynay walked past Afif who was buttoning his pajamas. His hand grabbed the handle of the closet, but it could not be opened. Try again to open the closet door, but still can not. He turned around and looked suspiciously at Afif who was standing while leaning against his wardrobe.

"Why?" The man's eyebrows shot up next door, he was acting as if he didn't know anything.

"Sister umpetin's key, huh?" Naynay's eyes narrowed at her husband's super thin smile.

"No, it's a sin to accuse your husband, Nay." Afif raised his hands beside his head like he was being snatched by the police with his relaxed face.

Naynay turned to face the glass cupboard back and gently bumped his head there. There was no other choice, inevitably he had to wear that nightgown. With lethargic movements, Naynay moved to the front of the other glass cabinets. Open the closet door and just comot the damn nightgown.

"Nay wants to get dressed" he said without turning around. That nightgown he hugged in front of his chest.

"Then? Just put it on." Reply with ease. Yes where he wants to lose, free spectacle dong.

Naynay turned around and scowled in annoyance. Her legs were snapping because her super handsome husband did not understand the meaning of her words.

Who said Afif doesn't understand? He's very well understood. But the one whose name was Afif was his nosy soul appeared unexpectedly.

"Let's go, I'll close my eyes." Afif closed his eyes tightly to reassure Naynay who was still upset.

"Later on, turn her back!" said Naynay who did not believe Afif's words at all.

"I'm only giving you two minutes, twenty seconds is up."

"What!" pekik Naynay tenganga heard it.

"Thirty seconds' walk." His eyes were already slightly open to peek.

Naynay turned around and opened the towel. With a quick movement, he was wearing a black nightgown earlier. Very contrasted with the white.

Naynay then walked quickly and hit Afif's body, hugging it tightly. He didn't want it until Afif saw him again in clothes like this. Enough yesterday night.

"Eh, why hugging gini?" afif asked, wrapping his hands around Naynay's waist. His eyes had also been opened perfectly, after a little peek at Naynay again change clothes.

Afif chuckled as he raised his hand and rubbed Naynay's hair. "Then, how do we get out if you hold me?"

"Road, but keep hugging Naynay like gini!" He raised his head and got a warm peck on his chubby cheek.

Finally they came out of the dressing room still hugging. Afif leads because he is higher. He had a little trouble walking in this position, but it was nice because he did it with his dear wife.

Cieeeee... Dear wife ♡

"Already on the edge of the bed, still want to hug?" seduce Afif and play Naynay's hair with her fingers.

Naynay released his hand that was coiled around Afif's waist and immediately climbed onto the bed. She had already covered her legs up to her neck with a blanket, still embarrassed by such a sexy look.

"Nay," call Afif while tugging at the blanket that Naynay is wearing.

"That's it.. Don't pull it." The mummy whined in annoyance while maintaining the blanket to cover his body.

Afif laughed out loud and went up to the bed, readying the blanket and lying next to Naynay. He positioned his head in front of Naynay's chest, his perverted nature began to appear.

"Geli, Sis!" naynay lamented as Afif's head sank on his chest. His waist had also been gently hugged and stroked.

"Nay, did you forget what I said this afternoon?" asked Afif with the same head position, but now it has started to smell until Naynay Kegelian.

"What did he say?" Naynay asked back while holding amused because of her husband's lip activity.

Afif looked up with his flat face plus his annoyance. "Kiss!"

Naynay sighed before letting out her cute smile that made her eyes narrow. He didn't even remember that Afif sent a message asking for a kiss this afternoon.

Cup

Naynay's pink lips landed gently on Afif's sexy lips. The next one in control was the Young Master whose heart was blossoming. Gently rubbed Naynay's lips so that the events of a few days ago did not happen again.

"Let's sleep!" Afif smiled after removing his lips from Naynay's lips. He again buried his face in the soft and tender place earlier.

"Sister's hand, ticklish!!" Naynay moved Afif's hand which was on his thigh. It was desperately amused and also the fear that was still left.

It's been a week since Naynay was treated by the anti-doctor with the word "old", Naomi.

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I'll be up a lot later tonight, God willing...

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