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Rabbit leg soup

"Curtain! always threatening. Is that your hobby now. Why have you been so much more annoying since you knew that little dwarf. Basic OG is troubling!" Betran snorts protest. Then dropped his body onto the sofa in a lazy leaning style.

"What emergency situation are you in right now, Mylo milk chocolate powder packaging box? Good Lord! what's wrong my mother until her favorite son is now an easy target for her own best friend's ignorance." Betran lamented her heartbreaking fate with full of passion.

Bugh!

The tissue box landed perfectly on Betran's right shoulder, what a throw filled with intent and solemnity. The man grimaced with the pain and pain.

"You're crazy, yeah..!" Hardik Betran was upset, rubbing his poor shoulder.

"Yes I'm crazy, who told you to dirty my couch. My engine oil just occupied it, and you've stained its traces. Do you know why I change sofas every time Oli occupies them?" Shouted Mylo furiously.

"That's because the dwarf always leaves traces of uninhabited islands on your couch. You don't think I know the little girl's throat." Grunts raised his voice. Maybe if there are people who see their behavior, they will immediately think bad. That's how the two overflow each other with frustration.

As the saying goes, it is better to laugh at your friend's misfortune in the front than to talk about his ugliness in the back. This is the motto of their friendship.

Crunching

The pen throw almost pierced Betran's arm, fortunately the man was nimble.

"Not because it's a fool! I don't want anyone occupying my former Engine Oil, satisfied you!" betran's eyes glared perfectly.

"Then where are those poor sofas you're a museum, right?" ask Betran start kepo. Imagining many traces of the island irregular in its shape, made Betran shudder in horror.

"In my private room inside, don't tell me you want to collect them too?" search Mylo sharp squealing.

"Oh no CEO sir, I'm still sane enough not to drive myself crazy. I don't want to keep seeds of disease, you know? now though the Corona has passed, it must still be careful at the unsterilized touch. Especially obvious if it was saliva. It's contagious from there, isn't it terrible?" Betran again shuddered to show, obviously if he was not interested in collecting the abstract picture sofa.

Already, Mylo can't take it anymore. His assistant's mouth was more spicy than the final level chilli.

"You! come out, find Oli and bring him here. If he won't, pick him up but don't touch him. Or have both of your hands cut into 10 pieces." Tell Mylo.

"If you're going to kill me, don't do this. How can I carry it without touching it. You think I'm a witch!" Although upset by the inhumane orders, Betran still did. The man walked towards the exit. Many prayers he tidied so that the dwarf did not complicate it later.

Mylo tidied up his suit, tie and hair, although there was really nothing to trim. Though only Olivia will come, but Mylo felt the need to look perfect.

"Ck! why am I being like this? you shitty girl, just be careful if you don't want to go with Pete. I'll lock you up in my apartment for a whole week." Mylo's grouse is unclear. The man was cranky just because of an Olivia, whom he always called a slob and ugly person.

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"Miss, come on. Don't make things difficult for me, have mercy on my poor self." Olivia glanced at the behavior of the assistant, who looked very compassionate.

"Ck! no boss no assistant, equally annoying!" ketus Olivia's. At the end the woman followed, though heartless, the sound of her footsteps beat the sound of the pounding of the shoes of the fighters seventeen August. Amazingly, can be sure the dwarf's legs will feel the effects of pain later tonight.

Betran continued to follow Olivia's steps from behind, watching the dwarf's tiny calf before her. Betran is very anxious, legs as small as the rabbit's feet look so tempting to cut into pieces and made bone soup rabbit's feet.

"Curtain! your ass isn't even as wide as my palm, what's sexy. I'm sure you'll get sniffed while sitting in a hard place. Your tailbone must have thrashed out asking to move to the couch." Decih Betran stared in horror at Olivia's little butt.

"Check the assistant sir, why did you go along with your boss who often said the wrong word. What stupidity is contagious ya.." said Olivia cengo. Betran really wants to renovate the stupid brain of the dwarf in front of him.

"Come in, I'll go back to my room. If the milk chocolate powder packaging box asks me, just tell me if I kebelet BAB. So, congratulations on fighting rabbit leg soup. Spirit, dwarf!" Olivia stared sadly at Betran, her thoughts telling her if the man must have been depressed working under Mylo's leadership.

While Betran left Olivia with one hand still not put down. The man had just given Olivia some encouragement.

Clamps

Olivia peeked before actually entering, deserted and it was a bit of a relief.

"Yhhhh..!"

"Eh, Mr. CEO." said Olivia showed me a row of rabbit teeth. The girl was really petite, no wonder Betran called her the dwarf.

"Why are you peeking in front of my door? do you intend to see me in an undressed state?" Olivia bought her eyes, her cheeks heated up hearing the frontal sentence.

"Just kid! I'm not interested at all, sorry dry mr. CEO. You haven't been lucky to be seen by my holy eyes." Reply Olivia jumawa.

"Come in! why did you run away when I told you to make me a drink? are you tired of working, mhuh?" Olivia obviously panicked, her job even though she could not make it rich, at least she could save a little to repay her dream home through the path of retreat. Bank Loans.

"Ishhh, stop oppressing the mentality of the common people like I'm the CEO. I'm just a country girl, you should have pity on me, I'm here wandering without parents and siblings. Aren't you sad to see this beautiful me.." Mylo was just about to sympathize with Olivia's sad words, but the girl's final sentence makes her want to sink Olivia to the bottom of the shallowest lake. It sucks her mind is upset.

"The massage of my shoulders and my head, facing you makes my entire vein so it can't work properly." Mylo took a sitting position on a single sofa, inevitably Olivia walked around to the back.

Olivia's skillful fingers begin to work over Mylo's shoulder, and the man enjoys a free massage from Olivia.

"I regretted a little, why I didn't read my contract correctly. If I knew my job wasn't just to be a brewer and clean up. I would definitely ask for a slightly more human salary. Given that my work not only drains energy, but emotions at the same time." Olivia was talking to herself.

Though it was clear if the girl was insinuating Mylo all out.

Mylo ignored, he knew where he was going if he followed Olivia's words. It is too bad if the exercise massage is completed quickly. Let Olivia talk to herself as she pleases, the important thing is that she can continue to enjoy free massage without having to spend a budget. Cunning right? but that's what a Mylo Pratama is, the most annoying guy for an Olivia.

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...**Three special chapters si Mylo milk chocolate powder packaging box, Oil machine aka dwarf version Betran Pete...

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