The Curse of Love of Casanova

How strange.

Hapoy Reading's...

Monday, is the beginning of the next week.is the scourge of some employees, because that day is the busiest day. starting from lazy to open your eyes in the morning to imagine the pile of work after two days off.

Imagine it is lazy let alone do it. that is what the madam director feels right now.

Still on their hot bed, curled up in the same blanket even with perfectly open eyes. Cintya does not want to remove the God from the entanglement of her hands, like a toy that is not cold borrowed by anyone.

"Love, it's noon. Brother is late." persuade God.

The man should have been in the car behind the wheel by now and had already made half their journey. but rather the girl who a few days ago acted like a wild cat is now turned like a sweet cat who does not want to stay.

"Son, it's holiday yes, Cintya males everywhere" she sulked with a pinched face.

As the Gods remembered, from last night Cintya whined for things she had never done all this time. starting from he was dizzy because he was unable to answer the puzzles in the game he played until he wanted to eat ice cream in the morning blind. I don't know the God dizzy remembered it.

Not the Cintya at all.

Sighing for a moment, the God pinched the base of his nose.just made dizzy with the behavior of his wife who suddenly became strange.

"If you are lazy to the office, you are at home, yes, the same eye as Delon." he persuaded again, and whether it was an inducement to how many Gods forgot to count.

"Near the caterpillar? no way!" suddenly he spoke in a high tone, making the God almost strayed back in surprise.

The caterpillar, Isabel was really making Cintya growling not for fear of disturbing the gods, but the behavior of the girl who made him want to grab and drag her around the house.

The presence of Isabel in the family home of Herlambang made the side of the bars of Cintya again sticking out.

The god with his toughness and tenderness at the same time was able to make Cintya more show the sweet side than her troublemaking side. Isabel manages to get the young mistress back on her true nature, troublemaking the bar-bar and reckless.

"Well, what do you want now?" there is a tired hela in the words of the Gods. Yes tired because until the fifty-sixth minute of the time of his departure to the office, the Gods have not prepared. he was not even wearing anything under the covers that covered their bodies.

"Don't know, he wants the same Om." he answered softly.

Uh, the God was anxious and furious.Today he should have completed half of the report he had to check.but look, he was still a henchman with messy hair and a face of his pillow.

"You don't want to go to the office or at home, what if you play at mom's house, let sister deliver."

Okay the last offer and must succeed. Otherwise, God will be further immersed in the files of the end of the month report. let alone he will be alone. because Alex replaces him reviewing a problematic project. and do not ask who forbade the Director to do his duty if not the man who is currently still tightly embracing him.

"So my brother kicked me?" what was once only a spoiled whining sound, now in conjunction with water that reminisces in the corner of his eyes.

Oh no, don't blink. Otherwise those tears will just slide away. The gods will not be able to see it.

And what did the girl say?

Expel her?

Anyone, please explain.which part of the words of God that contain the meaning of expulsion.it seems the mistress is being sensi at this time. make God want to drown just feel.

"Sister does not drive away Love, only offers dear. Maybe you miss your grandfather or mother.you can go for a walk, is not your cousin there who lives with mother, right?"

Ah, yes it is. Cintya forgot if one of her cousins did not want to go back to Java. Cintya is too busy with the caterpillar business to forget the existence of her cousin.

Oh my God, God is almost crazy.what is with this wife.not only chatty but also spoiled alternately.

"Well, what does this beauty want now?" in the stalk of the face that almost decomposes tears it. give a small kiss on the lips that are conical.how to seduce the most romantic.

The god had prepared with an answer that would definitely shock him after this.

"You go to the office."

Astaghfirullah, des*hnya in the heart. What other test is this, O Lord. God wants to explode.

"So you want to come to the office now?" the tone made was very calm, even though the man was desperately holding back furiously.

Could it be if he cursed now? his wife was really testing patience.

Sialaaan...

"Alright." with a forced smile the God replied.

Cintya sumringah, with beautiful sparkling eyes. "Wouldn't be mad, would you?"

Close your eyes for a moment just to get rid of the feeling that cannot be expressed with words.

First, prohibit work,

The two asked for a holiday, though,

The third says lazy,

The fourth one doesn't want to stay.

And now when he asked to come to the office and was allowed, he still asked the angry God what not? Oh, his wife, God seemed to want to jump from the balcony just like that.

"Where can you get angry, at this beauty, you can later tonight you sleep on the sofa again."

Uh, is God seducing? or is insinuating.

With a slight weaving of her lips, Cintya released her hand link on the belly of the God.

Counting one hour and forty minutes thirty-five seconds from the time of his departure to the office, Cintya had just released him. back in bed swapped sweat for the second time that morning.

See all, who is now the most perverted of the two.

For that problem, God has lost the emotion that clogs his head. groans from his girl as if spilling a chunk of annoyance that a moment ago clogged the work of his brain. replaced by a sense of heat that radiates through the swirling flavors in the chest. usher blood flow moves quickly and make the heartbeat that makes both move more wildly. up to the taste, that, the feeling that always makes their love more turbulent, until both of them vomit lava that makes both of them tired together.

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You guys waiting, huh???

forgive me, finally the mother fell too. in the sense of tired.tired of being too slow to follow the Love of the same sableng.

yuk ah, support buar afternoon can be up again