The CEO's Pro-Daster Girl

Vitamins

The age of the content of Arie has stepped on seven months, his stomach is getting bigger with his cheeks that are getting rounder. Arie pecked himself in front of a large mirror in his room while stroking his belly covered in a kimono towel he wore.

The pregnant woman felt insecure about her new body shape. Arie sighed repeatedly.

Alex, who had just come out of the bathroom, smiled at his wife. He stepped closer, pecking briefly at Arie's chubby cheeks.

"Why are you still not wearing clothes, are we going to exercise again" Alex whispered in Arie's ear. The two burly hands were now coiled over his distended stomach.

"I'm getting fat look at it" complained Arie with a lip.

"Hmmm.yeah you, you get fatter, fatter, rounder. Look, even my hand is not enough to circle in your stomach" Alex confirmed Arie's remarks.

Arie pinched her husband's burly hand in annoyance, causing Alex to grimace in pain.

"How dare I say that, who makes me feel like I'm round like this" Arie said.

Alex chuckles, he pinches his wife's chubby cheeks.

"I'm just confirming your words, am I wrong."

Arie released Alex's hand that was coiled over her distended stomach, and stepped in with a loud bang. The pregnant mother threw her body violently on the sofa. Alex who saw it immediately followed Arie, then sat crouching in front of Arie.

"Don't sit like that, you're hurting yourself" Alex said with a visibly anxious face. Although the sofa was very soft but still he was worried about the two of his favorites.

Arie threw his face to the side. Leaning his body on the sofa, with a shortened hand. Alex smiled slightly, and stroked the belly of Arie who was wrapped in a bath kimono that she wore.

"Hi Junior, tell Mama. Mama's body is getting rounder and funny, making Papa even more jolly and affectionate," said Alex as he continued to stroke Arie's stomach.

Arie pursed her lips holding back a smile. However, clearly a tinge of red began to be seen on his cheeks.

"Papa knew it was one of Mama's sacrifices, because ever since there was you in Mama's body, made Mama always attach importance to Junior. Mama's eating more and more" Alex added with a chuckle. Alex glanced at Arie who looked timid. But as quickly as lightning turned sour.

"You know, actually Mama's getting sexy now. Makes Papa want to keep going inside Mama's. You know Mama's getting softer, Papa's getting better," whispered Alex softly at Arie's navel.

Puk.

Arie hit her husband's shoulder, Arie was amused, hearing Alex's absrud speech.

"Don't say anything lecherous to my son, and one more thing don't call him junior."

"Why?, I'm not a pervert, I'm just telling the truth" Alex said.

Arie rolled her eyes panted.

"Maybe she's a girl, it's not funny to call a junior" Arie protested.

"Hey.. junior, why do you always hide your bird?" alex asked with a trace of his waist on his wife's stomach.

"What the hell, what bird? he doesn't have a bird" Arie said.

"Alright, well he doesn't have a bird but a trunk," Alex cheered.

"What if she's a girl?" ask Arie.

"Woman, she must be adorable, funny and chatty like her Mama, and I'll make her the happiest princess in the universe, don't you care, '" Alex said, then gently kissed Arie's stomach.

Arie was relieved by Alex's reply. Alex looks very enthusiastic waiting for a boy, making Arie feel worried if later the child in his birth turns out to be a girl. They don't yet know the gender of the baby Arie is carrying because she always hides her baby tightly, when the brand does the ultrasound.

"Buck!"

"Eh, how dreadful, seriously."

"Yes, believe me, go to work!"

"Junior behold, Papa was driven away by Mama," Alex whined spoiled, wrapped his hands around Arie's stomach and pressed his cheeks.

"Geep the drama, it's still morning. I didn't kick you out. Look at what time it is, how can a leader come late," Arie persuades Alex with her forced smile.

"But then I miss what," complained Alex with his head up. Make the face as thin as possible.

Arie rolled her eyes lazily.

Can he usually say kangen, he always make a video call every half hour, kangen where try, complained Arie in his heart.

The older Arie's pregnancy gets, the more sticky and very spoiled Alex gets on her. Like pointing a Kindergarten child who does not want to go to school. He also had to persuade his big baby to go to work.

"My dear, my love, you have to go to work. How can I buy a junior cot made of gold if you don't work" Arie said, stroking Alex's hair.

"What junior wants that," asked Alex with sparkling eyes.

"Yes, she told me." Arie assured her husband.

"Alright, I'll work hard for junior!" exclaim Alex with spirit 45.

"Good, Papa has to work hard. Now put on your clothes, and go to work immediately" Arie ordered.

Alex got up, and leaned closer toward his wife.

"But before leaving, I want to visit junior first" Alex said with a grin.

"You've already, aren't you tired. How will your energy end?"

"You doubt me, five more rounds I'm still strong." Alex's face drew closer, making their noses meet.

"No, it's not like that, but it's noon, you're late for work" said Arie nervously, feeling Alex's breath sweep across her face.

"It's still seven hours, there's still an hour left" Alex said in a raspy voice. He went down his wife's smooth cheek.

"But baby, our shampoo is out, I can't shampoo anymore" Arie said. Not that Arie rejected it but they just did, Arie's waist still feels a little pain.

"Don't worry I'll buy you a shampoo factory so you don't run out of it."

"Where did you learn to fight like that."

"I'm not flirting, I'm talking what it is."

"Don't keep talking, give me some vitamins for this morning."

But-emph

Not yet Arie talk, Alex has silenced with his lips. Alex's hands begin to get acquainted behind the kimono towel that Arie wears. A soft and deep kiss, Arie also reciprocates her husband's lip game. Although she initially refuses, Arie enjoys every touch of her husband's hand.

Alex presses Arie's nape, deepening the struggle between the lips.Tongues are intertwined and dancing in it, making the sound of whispering clearly echoed in the room.

Drrr..

Alex's phone is vibrating. However, the narrow man ignored him. He still enjoys playing tongue-in-cheek with his wife.The phone continues to vibrate without pause. Makes Alex forced to release the link of his lips.

"Ck, bother," Alex clucked in annoyance. He stepped up and took his phone on the nightstand.

"Just say it, or I'll cut your tongue off" Alex growled.

"Tu-Mister my style reminds, we're going to a seven-hour meeting with Mr. Cheng," Chiko replied with a stutter on the other end of the phone.

"yes, I know, get me in the apartment now!"

Alex slams his phone on the bed. He also approached Arie again with his face in a dour bend. Like a kid who doesn't get candy.

"Darling I have to go to work now," complained Alex spoiled, the man writhing in the arms of his wife who was standing in front of an open closet, picking up a work shirt for her.

Arie chuckles at the spoiled utterance from her husband.

"Don't pout that dong, I'll help you prepare."

Alex just nodded. Arie began dressing her husband in navy blue shirt and matching suit.Arie last wore a maroon tie around her husband's neck.

Arie pulls the tie, making Alex bow and draw closer to his wife's face.

"I've got something for you tonight" said Arie, then a brief kiss on Alex's lips.

Alex's eyes sparkled at Arie's words, his face immediately sparkling with a smile on his lips. Arie let go of his tie. Alex held his head back.

"It's ready, get out there!" arie exclaimed as she pushed her husband's lazy body into motion.

"Honey, kiss again" whined Alex as they reached the main door. Arie shakes his head, then tucks his leg to kiss Alex's cheek.

"Here, there's a quick go."

"But the right

Brakes

"No, not yet" Alex continued his interrupted remarks as Arie closed the door.

Seeing Chiko standing next to the door of her apartment made Alex riled up.

" Because of you I didn't get my vitamin ration," Alex snapped annoyedly, then stepped past Chiko just like that.

While Chiko only gawked at the words of her Master absrud.