Revenge Fat Wife

Revenge Fat Wife
Theory vs Ori Tea



Gian kept repeating Mayang's remarks, about the strawberry mango donut, until he got to the room. "That means you really don't have any interest in him, right, Mai? Jess!" Gian clenched his hands in front of his chest.


Mayang was getting Gian a towel, looking lazy to respond to Gian's babble that did not need an answer. "Only a fool would fall into the same hole, sir ...!" A light gray towel stretched out toward Gian. "Bathlet, sir .. then the Abis ate. I'll prepare, if I want, I'll heat up."


Gian was surprised when he received a towel from Mayang, "I forgot that I had eaten while waiting for the kebab so. I forgot to tell you." Gian immediately rubbed Mayang's cheek, as a sign of apology.


"Forgot or can't tell?" Mayang was still standing in front of Gian, his gaze was very serious.


"Forgot really!" Gian held out two fingers to form the letter V. "What difference does it make?"


Mayang chuckled, "If you forget it must be just because you are busy, if you can't be sure because you haven't saved my number, right?" He picked up the phone on the dresser next to the closet. "Let's remember, we keep each other's phone numbers."


Mayang prepared to listen to Gian's mobile number, but the awaited was even engrossed by himself with his cellphone. "Mr ...!' call Mayang.


"Call Mas again dong .. later I give my phone number. The phone number of handsome people is not diobral on just anyone," said Gian casually. He threw his face in the other direction.


"Oh, what a pity, Mr mah!" Mayang pretended to be disgusted, "the call was for a special person, sir. Not to just anyone I called using that call," Mayang replied. In fact, he called all those who were slightly older than him by the call of Mas, including Katon.


"I'm not special to you?" Gian said softly.


"As long as Mr. Gian sees me as just anyone, Mr. Gian is nothing special to me!" Mayang sat down to raise self-esteem.


Gian opened his mouth, but he could not say anything. He was defeated by his wife who was so smart looking for their small chat gap. Gian was suddenly anxious to see Mayang holding a smile, which seemed to be mocking him.


"Udah is starting to dare nyuduin me, yes!" Gian immediately hit Mayang's body, pushing him to collapse on the bed. Gian's hand tickled Mayang's waist, until Mayang kegelian for mercy.


"Udah, Mas .. ticklish tauk!"


"Call me, Mom, don't you?" cecar Gian, without stopping his movement.


"You've called Mas before, but the plan wants me to give a special call, so it's not the same as the ex!" Mayang huffled, he tickled, his feet in the lock with both thighs strong Gian, thrashing was free. Even tired and out of breath.


"What?" Gian stopped and looked at Mayang full of demands.


Gian's heart had to melt madly. Mayang already said such a sweet thing on the second day of her wedding. And Mayang who is always sensual when biting the lips, divert the attention of Gian's hand to other places. Uh, he really wants that again. This seductive t-shirt, looks sexy and voluptuous.


"May ...!" call Gian, while setting aside a strand of hair on Mayang's face.


"Hem ..," replied Mayang, with a sweet smile.


"I know that it's best to have that relationship once every three days, I told everyone who came. But, men can't hold back that long, let alone in front of a woman as beautiful as you." Gian paused to wet his dry throat. "Can I just ignore that theory and put this maniacal desire first?"


"That's the name of reality slapping theory," Mayang replied as he kissed Gian's lips. "Do you know what's better than theory?"


"What?" Gian began to react, but he still held back, allowing Mayang to make him even more unable to suck it up.


"Teh ori, Mas .. seger drunk this abis, especially if it's cold, it makes the seger, Mas," Mayang shy tease.


"We try after this, how the tea ori works, and how fresh it is." Gian directly attacked Mayang's lips. Then let them drift away in a hot romance.


Strawberry duku pineapple


I love you, Mas ....






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done 3 more chapters .. sorry typo well. Met malem everything