
Lova stared at the marble floor with a sad look. The man who used to insult her had just kissed her guiltlessly on the grounds that it was a gift. Instead of feeling proud lova even feel disgusted.
With the back of her hand lova rubbed her lips that had just been kissed by Ron, the attempt was made to remove the traces of Ron's kiss.
Why did he do this, is this his new prank trick. Inner lova
But soon lova undo because he had to carry out his duty to dry Ron's hair. With a raging feeling, Lova walked over to Ron.
Ron was already sitting on the couch playing his iPad. Lova walked up to her with a small towel to dry Ron's wet hair, lova squeezing the towel into a fist in her tiny hand.
With heavy heart.
"My master will help you dry your hair" said lova in a slightly cool tone.
"Hmm" replied Ron.
Lova started drying Ron's hair carefully. Sometimes lova glanced at Ron's fingers who were playing his iPad.
Whatisit? Tanya lova with her own inner self.
Lova really did not understand what Ron was doing with the various lines and numbers displayed on the iPad screen.
Ron closed his eyes, he greatly enjoyed the lova hand touch from behind the towel that dried his hair.
It's so comfortable, why he can so much make me feel comfortable and relaxed.
Ron really liked the lova touch, because he admitted to himself that the lova was very good at making Ron comfortable with his touch. Even it has started to make Ron opiate will touch lova.
Suddenly Ron was holding the hand of a lova who was on the move drying his hair. Lova stopped continuing her activities.
Ron made the lova surprised again. Ron pulled the tiny hand of the lova in front of his face he looked carefully. Clean white hands and tiny fingers.
"This hand" said Ron hanging the next sentence.
Deg.
Lova was nervous because Ron was holding her right hand.
"I feel like I want to break it" she continued.
lova swallowed her Saliva. He was very creepy to hear Ron's sentence is a threat to the lova.
Ron finally let go of lova's hand. Quickly and swiftly, the lova pulled her hand. And hold it while rubbing it.
It feels like the lova palms feel cold and sweaty.
Is he crazy, what's wrong with my hand until he wants to break it.
Lova was really made goosebumps by Ron. It felt like he was really scared to hear Ron's threat.
With a heavy heart he continued the terrible task of Ron's hair.
But he remembered again with the threat of Ron who wanted to break his hand. Raise his hand and look at it carefully. Lova quickly hugged her own hand.
" I will not let him break my hand" said lova firmly while looking at himself in the large mirror.
"My hand is also my precious asset"
"But why did he kiss me?" Ask her again to herself.
"No no, you can't think weird" she said, pointing at herself in the mirror.
"I'm sure this is one of his tricks"
"I won't let this feeling rage" said Lova as she rubbed her chest.
"From now on you need to be more careful" while pointing at yourself in the mirror.
"But why did I feel so strange and my heart was pounding like when Vito's sister kissed me first" he said in a sad tone.
"No no, you can't start a freak prejudice" as he shook his head.
"Your feelings are just special for Vito's sister" as she pointed to herself in the mirror.
"People like him, will never have feelings for you" he said.
Ron smiled at the strange behavior of the lova who was talking to himself while pointing to himself in the mirror.
"Based on a strange woman" Ron murmured with a smile and then he stepped away after being satisfied to peek at the inner war lova.
Ron did not hear what lova was talking to himself.
"Gosh, I forgot" patted his eel "I have to hurry, it's near dinner"
He quickly took a shower to clean himself.
Ron who had come down had been welcomed by his stepmother did not forget a Luna.
Lova also immediately went downstairs to approach Ron and serve him. Lova was very surprised when she saw her mother-in-law was already at the dining table with a woman who had never been seen, namely the beautiful model Luna alister.
Lova approached Ruth and stood in line with Ruth.
Lova immediately did her job of serving Ron at the dinner table.
The atmosphere in the dining room was very quiet, which sounded only the clang of the tableware.no one dared to open the conversation.
The sharp and cold gaze of the mother-in-law and a beautiful model, was always fixed on the lova.
What the hell is wrong with them. Inner lova
Lova sighed.