The Mighty Lord's Amorous Asmara
Chapter 1
Warning, this novel can make you prolonged! Enjoy the sensation of ngakak until your life feels like changing skin!
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Gawking, Bebi was like being pierced by an invisible arrow for the first time. He was amazed when he saw the newly married man with him coming out of the bathroom and walking towards the dressing room.
The man was wearing only a mini boxer, with the upper body plastered plain and showing off the curves of the super six pack boxes. His face and body were very smooth. There are no signs of blemish and depravity in the human body at all.
Say perfect!
The man was like an angel who was deliberately sent down to earth - aiming to test the faith and pierce the eyes of lowly maidens like him.
Very beautiful body, unfortunately he is just a display husband. I must not falter with my original purpose, marrying her is just an excuse. For access to a more secure life like my father said at the time.
Rico came out of the dressing room in casual clothes. Short boxer and plain white shirt pride. He glanced at Bebi, spurting the little girl who had been stealing glances at him with a stern sentence.
"Do you look around?"
Rico looked down at the twenty-year-old girl sitting on the bed.
The girl's face seemed calm and relaxed in the face of her first night situation. He pretended to look good.
The password was very real, there was absolutely no nervous aura imprinted there. Rico knew that the boy did not love Rico. Moreover, she was just a poor young girl who had been subtly thrown away by her father with the proposition of marriage.
In the afternoon, Rico and the girl were officially married by holding a massive reception. Jirico Albraham was forced to accept the match because his father was dying and dying.
Ah, yes .... Her name is Bebiana, the cute girl comes from a rural area. However, her style and appearance did not reflect the innocence of the village girl at all. According to Rico, Bebi looks more like an overseas artist when viewed using a straw from an ice pop.
The world has indeed changed for a long time, now it is rare for girls to be modeled like that. Both village and town women, they were almost no different.
The camp? The term almost disappeared slowly from the face of the earth.
Looking back at Bebi, Rico raised one eyebrow high and said,
"Why do you want to marry me? Is your family broke? Lack money? Want to get richer? Obviously you are not a spinster who has not been sold! So, what's your reason for accepting this match?" Rico asked at once guessing all the possibilities. Although he knew Bebi was forced to marry, but Rico still did not understand what the reason was.
And the thing is, all of Rico's guesses are wrong.
Bebi answered Rico's question with a serious facial expression. "Because every week I always take my father's cattle for a walk, then sell them to the market to buy game ammunition. My father was stressed, so he married me to be free from burdens."
"Huh?" Distraught, Rico almost lost his words. Hazel's eyes swooped sharply. Rico's facial expression was flat as it was difficult to comment.
Bebi told me again, "My father is fed up because every time I sell his cows. He decided to match me up so that the cows were whole. In a sense, I was banished for the welfare of my father's cattle."
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