That Beautiful Prisoner is my wife

A spoonful of a final

"Eat this." Billy thrust out a bowl of food he ordered.

Milly frowned until her pliable eyebrows clung together. "This is what, sir?" her tanyanya was confused as she looked up at Billy.

"That's the most delicious special in this restaurant. I ordered it specifically for you." Billy said, smiling meaningfully.

"Mr sure this is just fine?" Milly stirred the food with a spoon. "Where is it sir, is the wong in all chili. It's a misnomer sir ...." He said with complete confidence.

"Didn't you say I'm a hundred-level bicycle? Here he is a level one hundred. Eat and compare more spicy where my mouth is with that seblak." Billy brightly with a defiant tone.

"Gosh my god." Bursting in shock, Milly really did not expect that Billy would reply in this way. A joke that he said back then apparently backfired for him today.

"Why even dumb? Eat up fast." Push Billy while pushing the bowl closer to Milly. While propped up with a chin on the table, the burly man enjoyed it so much when he managed to make his wife sir could not dwell in front of him.

Sipping his slave heavily, Milly stared at the bowl nanar in front of him. Fucking ina! Ngapa must keceplosan everything. Apes cave, come home from here heartburn already.

"Gapain is constantly on the bowl? Any korean drama?" Billy quipped when Milly's gaze did not turn from the bowl. The girl straightened up and looked up at him. "Eating college. And compare more spicy mana, my talk or seblak it." hiss Billy while showing his grin.

Instead of immediately eating the dish in front of her, Milly focused on her husband's smile. The man who always makes his heart beat hard with a million charms he has. Who secretly stole his attention. To shift his world.

The girl froze for a moment. With his mouth open, his gaze was full of puja. Unknowingly, he bit his lower lip.

"Sugary ...." He muttered involuntarily as he looked at Billy's reddish lips.

"Sweet you said?!" Billy turned away in disbelief. The sturdy man then smiled with turmoil in his eyes. He was so eager to see how the girl devoured and consumed the devil. It had been imagined in his head how cute the expression of the cute girl was when she was in the heat. "Then eat and spend?!"

"What-what?!" Milly stutters. The round-eyed girl bought. What did I just say? His inner.

"Eat this as a whole!" Billy pressed back.

"What?! You want me dead?!" milly shouted in disbelief. "Just stab me with a knife sir!"

"When have you heard of people dying of spiciness?!"

"Later, if you keep forcing me to eat this" Milly said as she puffed her cheeks. "But I'm sorry sir, I still love my life" he added arrogantly as he leaned back and folded his hands on his chest.

Stubborn as well as him, it seemed like it needed a little threat. Inner Billy.

"If you don't eat it, then you should come home with me." Billy sizzled with threats.

"Well?!" Milly gasps. The girl in the yellow T-shirt widened her eyes in surprise. Suddenly a wild thought of her being made a maid flashed across her head. Jeez my mouth. Why did I confess to being her maid earlier? Apes. His inner.

Milly looked down at that horror. If a spoonful can get me to the restroom, then how many times do I go back and forth if I spend it all? Oh, my God, it could be my toilet lice.

Milly looked up at her husband. Oh, my God, it's scary. I'd rather be pungent by this than spiciness because of his talk.

"Huhahhh!" Milly sighed as a spicy taste filled her mouth. The previously deathly pale face was instantly flushed red. But the shadow of being a maid made him determined to spend it.

With sweat pouring, Milly still devoured him spoon by spoon, until without feeling he had spent

three bottles of cold mineral water to relieve the spiciness.

"Huh .. huh ...." His mouth with a breath while banging on the table. He stared at the seblak in a bowl that still left a spoon. His thickened lips could no longer devour him. Akhinya sweet girl who messed up was uprooted and drooped limp with the side of the cheeks leaning on the table.

Dark, Billy who had just leaned back to watch his wife eat while holding his chest and then got up and stepped into the kitchen of the restaurant. Soon he returned with a glass of white milk in his hand.

Flicking Milly's cheek gently with his finger, Billy said. "Drink this milk."

Milly instantly widened her eyes that had originally dimmed. Between believing and not believing, he stared at the handsome face smiling very sweetly at her. Oh, my God, I overslept. To the point that I dreamt he was smiling at me. Then I just want to sleep again. His mind closed his eyes. Uh but it's dark. Where was that handsome guy? Milly opened her eyes again. And he was surprised when Billy's face was very close to his face. The man knitted his brows in confusion.

"Hey you didn't faint, did you?!" billy's shout made Milly gasp for a moment. Borrow all her good dreams. So surprised, Milly to the extent of tiptoeing and sitting firmly.

The girl looked at Billy who was clucking in wonder at her. Wrong behavior he chose to look down and avoid clashing. Feeling ashamed as well, I don't know what his face looks like at the moment.

"Drink that milk." Tell Billy who is back in his chair.

Nodding faintly, Milly moved her hand slowly to grab the milk glass in front of her. The finger lentik with a sweet ring on the index finger then directs the glass in his mouth and gulps it without rest.

Slowly, his anxiety faded after drinking the warm milk. His feelings began to calm down. But it was just that his heart beat was getting uncontrollable when he realized the sharp glare of the male netra sitting opposite him had not switched from him at all.

"Again?" Milly shook her head as Billy offered her back. Billy even chuckled at the deterrent expression Milly showed. "Enak right? I can treat as much as you want." Billy said slowly but in a teasing tone.

"No sir, my goodness. I'm kapok." Milly replied with a very pitiful facial expression. He even acted as if he was crying.

"Where is it more spicy? Talk about me or something like this?"

"Sir."

"What?!" Shouted Billy in disbelief.

"No, I mean seblak!" errat Milly at once.

"Then you admit defeat, right?" Sindir Billy refers to seblak still remaining one spoon in the bowl.

"Yahoo!" With a sigh, Milly spent her last spoonful.

Seriate.