The Mighty Lord's Amorous Asmara

Chapter 2

"My father is sick of it 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."

Rico is still a thousand languages. He was angry with Wicaksono Albraham as his father. How could the father match him with a woman whose hobby is cow-maling? Their age was fourteen years apart.

Really, Rico must immediately make a mission to uncover the reason behind this crazy matchmaking.

"If you? Why would you want to be betrothed to me?" Baby speaks the language of friends. There was absolutely no aura of respect as she had to do to her husband. In fact, the name Rico alone Bebi likes to forget. Luckily Rico did not bother about the attitude of a baby.

"I want to be made an arranged life to accept my father's last request while dying—" Rico sighed heavily with a slashed heart. "First of all, my father didn't even die!"

"Buahahaha ..your reason is so funny!" Baby laughed loudly, his hands banging on the bed spring bed involuntarily.

Rico snorted, his nose expanding due to emotion. He continued to look at the girl while cursing in his heart. And Rico said again,

"Don't insult me. Your own fate is much worse. Married because he wanted an old man's cow. You brat!"

"Not wrong! I never stole the property of a neighbor. I just want to buy my parents' property. Honey, have that much wealth if not used," said Bebi who is very proud of his status as a thief.

"Stay you're a thief. Basic Purple Eggplant!" sneer Rico while messing with the girl's purple hair. Bebi nodded, admitting that he was indeed long-handed.

"Because I'm a thief, and you're my husband, it means your fate is far less bad than mine. You're the husband of a thief! Haha." The baby laughed without shame.

"Truly too, huh? My fate is really poor. My charm that has always been the pride of the girls faded all because of marrying a cow's maling," mocked Rico who did not make Bebi angry at all.

Rico slammed his body next to Bebi. The cute girl whose face resembled a Barbie doll shifted her seat to the side. Distressed by Rico who suddenly fell asleep beside him.

"So, what do you want to do on our first night?" Rico looked at the girl's face. His hand grabbed the black mane that was still wet after taking a shower. Intentionally teasing to see the actual reaction.

Bebi immediately brushed off Rico's hand rather fearfully. His body heated up, his blood rippled and wanted to immediately escape from this kind of dangerous situation.

Bebi understands Rico's code, he also often sees his cows making love whenever a pair of cows are put into the same cage. Just like Rico and Bebi today.

"Poooh." Rico sighed a bit harshly. "It turns out you're smart, too, my Dipsy didn't react to seeing you at all." Rico looked at the two little moci clinging to Bebi's plain t-shirt. Then traverse the body with the end of the tasteless taste.

Small, small.

"Whose lie is that?" asked Bebi in confusion.

Rico commented a witty smile as he said,

"Dipsy is the successor of my people, dong. Something behind the pants that moved every time I imagined the pretty face of Irene Red Velvet. The only woman capable of waking Dipsy from a long sleep while fantasizing ria."

"Curtain!" Bebi tickled amusedly. "Why should his name be Dipsy?"

"Because it's straight up, tense and like an antenna on Dipsy's head."

"Basic crazy!" One swearing drifted roughly.

Bebi's horrified goosebumps aligned with both hands that reflexively hugged his body. He did not expect that Rico had a witty side behind his cold behavior when guaranteed. But he himself felt safe for tonight and beyond.

At least, Bebi should not worry because Rico already explained that Bebi is not Dipsy's taste.

There is a saying that no cat refuses to be given good food. But Dipsy's a Teletabis, not a cat.

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