The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

Kinar Arjun (Masih ninu-ninu)

"Sampe when do we stand up and just hug?"

"Huh?"

"Aren't you going to make me go to bed for ninu-ninu." Flickering, Kinar teasing.

Arjun fell silent, but a second later understood. Laughter can no longer be held. Arjun held his stomach. It was twisted due to speech and gimik teasing Kinar. Actually, he had known for a long time that Kinar lusted for him, only to remain inexhaustible think there was a word ninu-ninu.

Jeez ... Where's that vocabulary from? Inner Arjun in his laughter.

Meanwhile, Kinar who saw Arjun laughing violently could only smile in embarrassment. She stayed away from her husband and went to the bathroom. Closing the door and the face that met with both palms, the skin began to pulsate, the heart began to frown. Only today did Arjun laugh off like that.

Nano-nano taste. Between shame, resentment and happiness, everything overlaps. Kinar did not know which one was more dominant. One thing is certain, though, that he is in love with the man.

Five minutes in the bathroom, Kinar also popped his head— stalking the room area with a prosthetic eye. His initial intention was eager to be touched, but after being laughed at the shame so overflowing. He can't stand facing Arjun right now.

Shaking his head, Kinar patted his own cheek when he remembered how excited Arjun's laughter had been.

"No. I'm not ready if he asks for his rights. I'm shy. But ... If he asks how? He knows the code I love. Argha! I can go crazy" muttered Kinar as he grabbed his own hair, frustrated.

However, the anxiety stopped when there was no one in the room.

"Sepy. Where the hell is he?" Pausing his sentence for a moment, Kinar's smile immediately rose. "But it's good that he doesn't exist. Good chance to get me out."

Walking towards the door in a hurry, Kinar's legs came to a halt as there was a pair of hands holding back from behind. Not only that, the fresh wind hit the nape of the neck, turning on something that should have been extinguished. Awakening the strange gelenyar that had been hard-earned Kinar redam. The girl shuddered amusedly.

"Where are you going?" ask for a heavy voice from behind. The voice that Kinar had indeed belonged to her husband.

Pinar bites the tip of his nails, the eyeballs move wildly with the brain also working hard to find an excuse.

"Emb it, Arjun. I want that .. uh, I want anu. I mean I want ninu. No, I mean I want—"

Touching Arjun's hand that had been wrapped in the stomach, Kinar said softly, "Arjun. Can you please take your hand first?"

"Jawab first, what did you really want? That, what's ninu-ninu?" goda Arjun who already knows that his wife is groggy. He turned back Kinar's body that arrived so that they faced each other.

"That's it, I was actually Mau—"

Again, Kinar's speech paused upon seeing what was before his eyes. Arjun's sixpack stomach is real. Is beautiful. Not blocked at all.

Kinar swallowed his saliva, his eyes blinked, fascinated because Arjun's biceps and chest were so prominent. Without Kinar noticing, his smile widened with his index finger pressing down on the lump of meat.

"So you really want this?" goda Arjun again while moving both of his chest. Sexy tub professional bodybuilder. Move left and right in turn.

"Eh." Kinar pulled his finger from Arjun's body. Her cheeks are getting hot. "Not that, not that" he said.

"What is it?" Arjun smiled. His eyes narrowed in search. "It wasn't that this morning you said you were willing to eat. Sampe said not to have breakfast?" continued again.

"That's ...."

"Trus. What was his name?" ask Arjun, forgetting. Though he knew very well the bad terms that Kinar said before. "Oh yes, Ninu-ninu. I thought you said you heard an ambulance siren."

"That's not an ambulance, Jun. It's a code so I'm you're a virgin." Kinar shut his mouth. He slipped.

Arjun chuckled again. The misbehaving shinar flipped over and hid his already thick face.

"Then, come on."

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Plis yes Gaes. the underage please do not read his next part. skip aja.