Small Wife CEO

Chapter 62

At that time, it was seen time showed at four in the afternoon and the meeting was over. Seen in the meeting room Faishal lives accompanied by his assistant and secretary.

“Oh yes, you guys just go home. I want to go back to the room, see my wife!” faishal told his assistant and secretary.

“Good Sir!” Afterwards, Faishal walked out of the room and headed to the top floor, precisely to his own room.

Chequek! Apparently, the room was empty without being inhabited. Well, and Faishal knew where to find his wife, it was definitely in his room.

When entering into the room in his room, clearly emblazoned with the view of the seeds of sawinya who slept asleep.

Faishal drew closer to Sheila, slowly but surely, at the caress of Sheila's face, starting from her temple, her nose and down to the tiny lips of Sheila's cherry tub.

Faishal bowed slightly, aligning his face as he muttered softly, “Thank you dear, I slowly felt that I love you. Really love you, and will never let you go!”

The cup, a long enough kiss landed on Sheila's lips, with her eyes closed enjoying every warm taste in the recesses of her heart. Yep, just a kiss without any*******.

Then Faishal left Sheila and passed out of the room to his great chair to continue his work.

Yes, after Faishal saw his mustard seeds fall asleep, he decided not to wake her up.

Faishal, who was late with his work, did not realize the day had begun to darken. Faishal only realized when he finished his work. “Jeez, it's late afternoon.”

Seen, it is now at half-time, and it seems there is still no sign of the saw seed awake.

Forgive me, the sawinya seeds are like buffalo dah. Long time to sleep.

Faishal stepped into the bathroom and washed his face first, only to wake Syeila up.

Cup, the landing of a wet kiss on the face area of the seeds sawinya with a hand that summarizes the face of the seeds sawinya. On the other hand, on the other hand,

Not knowing, how many hours Syeila had fallen asleep, Sheila frowned because she felt there was a wet kiss on the area of her face. Sheila slowly incubated her matan because she was disturbed.

Sheila blinked her eyes several times still trying to fit her, but the wet kiss she received did not stop.

“Say-honey,” said Sheila after realizing that the one who gave a wet kiss on the area of her face was her husband, and did not forget her small hands also supported Faishal's chest to stop giving kisses.

“Wake up baby, ayook we go home.”

Sheila frowned confused at Faishal's words, while Faishal who understood the confusion of Sheila again opened her voice with her sturdy hands stroking soft marble cheeks Sheila,” We are still in the office dear. You slept soundly. So no I woke upin.”

Sheila blinked a few times, “Em good. But this, dear dong. Sheila can't wake up ih.”

Faishal chuckled at the words of his mustard seeds that seemed to have been fully conscious, “Good dear.  I wait in my room ya.” Then Faishal stepped back into the room.

Fifteen minutes later, Syeila has looked refreshed, and said, “Ayok dear, we go home.”

“Hem.” Sheila and Faishal walked out of the room with Sheila's hands always sullen spoiled Faishal.

“Em, Syeila. But just wrapped yes, Sheila is embarrassed to eat in her place, is Syeila still wearing a uniform that,” Syeila said accompanied by a whimper of her potency.

“Iya darling.” Faiishal replied with an anxious hand scrambling his mustard seed hair.

“Dear baby, start it! Shattered Syeila's hair,” grumbled Syeila with pursed lips.

Faishal chuckled at the grunts of his mustard seeds.

Arriving in the basement, they soon enter the car and slide out of Amar.Corp.

About two hours they had arrived at Faishal's apartment, and previously they had also bought food to pack.

Arriving at the apartment, Faishal went straight to the kitchen and prepared his dinner. Understandably, Faishal was already hungry.

Just now Faishal put some food and took some bowls and pirirng, heard the voice of his little wife, “What would you like?”

“You eat dear.”

Sheila blinked at her Om Fai speech, then said, “Honey do not eat first, take a shower first ih.”

“Iya dear, later after eating I directly shower.”

“Ih, take a shower first. Later if after eating a new bath the stomach can distend. Syeila does not like yes if Syeila's husband has a distended stomach.”

Jeez gemes Faishal with his mustard seeds, was just a henchman. Why are they out now.

“Darling, that's just an okay myth. Let your handsome husband eat first. Here you also have dinner.” And Faishal immediately poured his rice and side dishes on the plate.

On the other hand, Sheila gave a sharp glance at Faishal's words and actions and without much Sheila said,”Terserah!” and passed away.

Not long after, there was again a very loud sound.

Blams.

Faishal fell silent stiffly hearing the slamming of their room door, then stroked his chest when he remembered something and muttered, “Gosh, horror also turns out that today again the arrival of his monthly guests!”

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TB