The Love Story of Two Adjutants. (Red and Black)

Chapter#6. Red & Black's.

The two luxury cars collide with each other as Black quickly glides and precedes the two.

"You're gapapa, Red?" black asked who was worried because of Red's pale face.

"Slight nausea. We just finished eating and kept playing. Even the food had not gone entirely into my stomach," replied Red who was eager to drink but couldn't possibly.

The vehicle he was riding was speeding very fast and overtaking other vehicles so shrewd.

I hope no police patrols are aware of their actions.

Because they're chasing on the protocol street.

Good thing it's curfew so the streets are not too crowded like during the day.

"Sorry, dear Red. I did not predict this incident at all. Ah, crap! Who the hell are they!" black said as he cursed with annoyance. Tonight should be a romantic time for him and Red.

Rarely can the two of them go out together without a mission or task and also without having to escort the employer.

"Where did the sneakers of the son of a bitch come from!" grumble Black again.

"Find a roomy, lonely place. We have to face them. I don't like playing with cats like this" Red suggested.

"You're right, Red. Let me just finish them all off. Don't know who else to face!" upset Black who looks gripped the handle of the steering wheel tightly.

"Therefore we must find a quiet place so as not to leave a criminal trail you understand!" red said again.

"Hemm," Black replied briefly.

Black exits the main highway and chooses to enter the streets of a village. He knew this area had many large empty gardens. Our suburbs are untouched by development because their citizens still maintain the resilience of their ancestors.

Black hid his vehicle behind a bush. Plugging the vehicle engine and also the lights. So it's very dark. There was only light coming from both eyes.

While keeping an eye on whether the stalkers can follow and find them here.

If yes, then Black and Red are ready. Some weapons had been on their waists and ankles.

Moreover, Red. In a small bag attached to his belt was a deadly secret weapon.

Red who understands the science of posion or poison has a secret weapon in the form of a needle and also a small knife. Where on the tip of the lead this object has been he applied a poison that will directly attack the human nervous system.

"Red, how we are like young people who are stuck, yes" Black joked at the wrong time. Until ...

Plaque!

"Aw! Sick Red," he groaned as he rubbed the shoulder that Red hit hard.

"Liat sikon if you want to laugh!" omel Red's. The two beads of the woman's eyes circled in the dark place.

Crackle.

Hearing a loud, startling sound made Red reflex grip Black's arm and close his body to this man next to him.

"You're this, just hit now suddenly hugged me. There's no need to pretend to be fierce anymore" Black said with an anxious laugh.

His hand was outstretched about to pinch Red's cheek.

Plaque!

"Duh, the future wife but likes the violence of his work." Black pursed his lips funny. Making Red who saw him in the dark and dim light burst out his laughter instantly.

Black suddenly looked at Red's face with a happy smile. Without the command of his hand stretched forward to reveal the mane that covers the forehead of his future wife.

No rejection, Red still continues to laugh amusedly. "Since when can a Black put on such an expression. You really don't fit in the sulking," ledek Red was still laughing.

"You turned out to be so beautiful when you laughed like this Red," Black praised in a soft-sounding voice.

"I'll put on that face more often, if I can make you laugh about it. Rather than seeing you get angry, it's better this way." Black continues his finger rub on Red's cheeks and jaws. So that makes the woman in front of him immediately stop his laughter.

His chest rippled warmly when he got that gentle touch and gaze from Black. This guy can be sweet too, he thought.

"Red, I love you. I'm not gonna let anyone hurt you. I promise tonight we'll return to the mansion safely. We will realize the wishes of the Madam or later the baby twins are born illicit," said Black who again made Red spout his laughter.

The beautiful and rare appearance that was before Black at this moment made him stare even more deeply into Red's shady face. It seemed like he was starting to get carried away by this quiet and shahdu atmosphere.

Hopefully the stalkers are stray and cannot find their whereabouts.

Black moved his thumb in front of Red's face. Until he touches his chin then goes up to Red's teasing lower lip.

Since there was no rejection from Red, Black moved his face slowly, until the two got closer and closer.

Black even gulped his saliva rough as both eyes looked at Red's lips which he remembered continued sweetness. There was an intention in his heart to re-sip the taste on those lips.

Red didn't budge over anything Black did to him. He seemed to be hypnotized by Black's misty gaze, until when their two lips finally met again.

The two fell silent for a moment, feeling the chewy and wet objects clashing against each other. Or, maybe Black is weighing whether there will be rejection from Red or not.

Feeling the green light, Black pressed his lips again to give a light kiss.

Slowly he deepened his kiss by giving a slight sip and also a casualty. His hands were stretched out to press Red's nape, and it was unexpected that the woman responded by wrapping her hands around Black's waist.

Red apparently enjoys and slowly retaliates for the attack after the attack that Black gives. Until this man smiled thinly on the sidelines of his kiss. He bites slowly on Red's lower lip to allow the woman greater access to his tongue for exploration. His heart was happy not to be upset, this was already a blessing for him.

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Meanwhile Sage and Milo continued to comb through the location where they last saw the metallic black sports car disappear.

"Where are they? It's like a ghost!" annoyed Sage, while hitting the handle of the steering wheel on this vehicle.

"This place is so quiet and dark, Bro. How about you turn on the searchlight of the car," suggested Sage.

But ...

Bugh!

"Duh! Why was it hit?" milo protest did not accept his head was hit hard.

"Let your brain not freeze! If I highlight, use a lamp that has a glare. What do we keep shooting at??"

...Seriate...