The CEO's Pro-Daster Girl

Many eyes

After a long night of carving out new memories, spend time embracing the sweetness of the world, melting it together.

The sun began to creep up, but our Master was still curled up in his blanket, while the Madam was already at war with the frying pan in the kitchen.

Alex's hand touched the empty side of his bed, his eyes instantly perfectly rounded. Alex flicked his blanket, hurriedly getting up from his bed and wearing a boxer on his innocent body.

With Alex's quick steps out of the room, the aroma of cooking rippled through the house, Alex smiled before stepping back into the kitchen.

Arie was stirring stirring still in the frying pan, with one hand while the other hand was hanging on his waist that was not slender, the typical style of mother's mother if again cooking.

"Honey," the morning gentle greeting from the prince narrowed hers.

"Wake up, Hem," said Arie softly.

Not answering, Alex instead wrapped his hands in Arie's stomach, the thing they used to do when in the apartment, because it was only the two of them who lived there.

"Alex let go, ashamed to know," she said, glancing at a housekeeper beside her, who was holding a smile on her lips.

Alex even tightened his embrace, no matter with Arie who continued to curse at him, with his face that had been red.

"Ish, let go of me to serve the fried rice," complained Arie, as Alex continued to stick like a gecko.

"Your punishment for leaving me alone in the room" whispered Alex, and furiously bit the tip of Arie's ear

Alex's hand stretched out to turn off the stove, slowly turning Arie's body, Alex greedily scooped his wife's ripe lips. Arie's eyes were perfectly rounded when Alex arrived to attack him, Arie tried to push Alex's body, but his strength was defeated strong. Just enjoy it, the assistant who helped her has been absent somewhere.

Alex pulls his lips off the link, with the tip of his thumb Alex rubbing the rest of their lip struggles.

"Gosh, can you put your clothes on before you leave the room, sir," said Arie, who had just realized her husband was wearing only a boxer.

"Why, don't I look sexy" Alex said, raising both eyebrows.

Jesus, it turns out that Arie's narcissistic disease has been transmitted to her husband.

"I don't like it, the ripped bread is mine, don't show it off" Arie said, chipping her lips.

Alex just gave a small nod and pinched Arie's squashy cheeks.

"It hurts!" peekik Arie annoyed.

Alex chuckles at Arie's sullen face, after a brief kiss on Arie's lips. Alex rushes to the room to pick up her t-shirt, while Arie prepares breakfast for her husband and grandfather.

Intentionally Arie wants to cook for his family, even if only simple fried rice.

"Good morning, Cake" said Ari welcoming Grandpa Wu who just returned from jogging.

"Morning, my darling grandson."

"What are you cooking, son?" ask Grandpa Wu.

"Just a simple fried rice, does grandpa want it?" ask Arie.

"sure."

Grandpa Wu pulled out a chair to sit down. Deftly Arie scooped the fried rice onto Grandpa Wu's plate.

"Why don't you change your clothes, honey?" asked Grandpa Wu who realized Arie was still wearing the same clothes when she came.

"Anu Kek, Arie don't bring clothes," replied Arie with a grin.

"God, didn't you come out with Alex yesterday, didn't you guys buy some clothes?"

Arie just shook his head.

"Alright I'll have Darwis buy you clothes" Grandpa Wu said as he began to eat his food.

"Don't make the cake, my clothes are too much" Arie refused quickly.

"Alright, Grandpa will tell Darwis to take some of your clothes from the apartment" Grandpa Wu said.

"Alright Cake," replied Arie with a smile.

"Arie how about you and Alex move into this house once," Wu's grandfather said.

"What!, no, can't,!" alex just came out of his room.

"What do you mean, rancid boy," Grandpa Wu said as he stared intently at his grandson.

"Me and Arie won't move here" he said, dropping himself on the dining table chair.

Arie smilingly welcomes her husband, and immediately takes the fried rice for Alex, after which Arie sits down and enjoys her own food.

"Why? what's wrong with this house, so you never want to stay here" Grandpa Wu said.

"Grandfather understand, not the matter of this house, but the problem of its inhabitants," Alex replied casually.

"What do you mean!? you don't want to live with your own grandfather that."

"Basic brat!" added Grandpa Wu.

"Grandfather, it's not like that, but if I stay here, I can't climb twin mountains just anywhere" Alex grumbled.

Too many eyes, Alex won't be able to visit Junior anywhere. Though Alex had planned to practice the knowledge he gathered.

"Ohuk.uhuk.."

Alex immediately offered a glass of water to his wife.

"Darling you why, just slow down ok" Alex said guiltlessly.

Arie stared intently at Alex, gulping down water. Alex still doesn't understand why Arie looks at her like that. While Grandpa Wu could only massage his temples.

"Do you know, I've learned some moves that must be practiced immediately," Ale said with a grin.

"I am also,-

Alex's words came to a halt, as a spoonful of fried rice was forcefully stuffed by Arie into his mouth.

"Close your perverted mouth, or I tie your heirloom," whispered Arie with a sweet smile but with threatening eyes.

Alex could only nod obediently, continuing to chew the food in his mouth.

After finishing breakfast with a quiet atmosphere.Arie also cleaned the dirty dishes to the kitchen, although it was forbidden by Grandpa Wu because there was already a housekeeper who would work on it, but Arie still did.

Grandpa Wu leaned his body closer to Alex who was sitting next to him.

"Alex, where did you get your new style," said Grandpa Wu.

"I got it off the internet yesterday, did Grandpa want it?" alex answered in the same voice.

"Cih, from the internet apparently, you can ask me directly, I memorized all the moves of the sharpshoot," Grandpa Wu said proudly.

"Grandfather only has old style," Alex sneered.

"Did you underestimate this grandfather of yours, you brash grandson."

"What are you talking about, why whisper whisper like that," Arie recalls suspiciously.

"Don't love, I'm just talking about work with Grandpa" Alex said.

"Yes, it's just a regular bed job" said Grandpa Wu.

Arie's eyes almost jumped out of place, it seemed like the brain strain of these two men had already been damaged.