The Nine Sexy Dangerous Blackvelvet

The Nine Sexy Dangerous Blackvelvet
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"Daddy,, daddy, daddy, daddy, daddy, "Sean running into Suga and Rose's arms, the boy's cry sounded heartbreaking, along with Suga and Rose's cries that were coming down,


"Sean doesn't want milk, Sean wants daddy hix, torch, I don't want daddy to go, mommy is mad at me, just deserves mommy is mad, Sean is naughty! Sean's a bad boy! " Suga shook his head hugging the child he had cared for since childhood,


"Sean has never been naughty, a naughty mommy for being mad at Sean"


"I don't like to see adults fighting but I've made daddy and Papa quarrel, and also made mommy cry, hysteria"


"I don't like milk, I don't want daddy telling me and mommy to go! Don't want daddy, huwaaaa"


"You want her son, you want Papa and mommy to get married, right? You're gonna get her baby, you're gonna get your family whole" Rose hugged her tight on her back and tried to stop her husband from saying that hurtful thing,


"Look, mommy was crying, I didn't like it, and I made mommy cry, and now I don't want it, I won't force it anymore, I love daddy, daddy dady, daddy, although our blood is different, daddy loves me sincerely "Sean says it by crying, his nose is flushed, begging for forgiveness for his mistakes, he said,


While outside the tent Sehun heard his own, though not so clearly, but Sehun understood that his son had already been withered by Suga's persuasion, but Sehun understood,


Very clever and greedy he thought the man, how could Suga who had already gotten Rose want Sean also to stay by his side, while Sehun was alone! That's not fair, though,


Sehun left with anger filling his head, venting resentment with whatever he came across,


While returning to the tent, Sean had fallen asleep on Suga's right side, while Rose was still sobbing lying on his left side hugging tightly, Suga did not stop wiping his wife's fragrant hair,


Since Sean's apology, the couple hasn't talked about anything,


Rose fears Suga is gone from her, for Rose Suga is the perfect husband, who can complete her flaws, how can she willingly Suga tell her to go back to Sehun?


"Your face is swollen dear, stop crying"


"You hurt me by saying that!" rose's whisper sounded heartbreaking, if he could let out his voice, how much would his voice run out?


She always whispered as her face hid in the recess of her husband's neck,


"That's the reality of Rose" Rose cried again drowning her face in the recess of her husband's neck, she thought once Suga said that,


"Why don't I just die? Why don't I just die taking Sean with me, then your lives won't be this complicated"


"If you die then, I'll die Roseanne too! I died tormented by my guilt, you've fought so much to heal, and fought so hard to forgive me, how did I forget your goodwill?"


"Then don't say anything, it's only a matter of time, you can afford it! , you've proven that up to now, I live, we live happily, nothing is worth as much as happiness! "


"We love each other, right? You said we loved each other but you asked me to leave? What kind of love is that? You lying? "


"No, I'm sorry, I promise I won't say it again, I'm just emotional, you're right there's nothing worth more than happiness, thank you Rose you've been happy with me"


"NamJoon, "call Wendy down, they did sleep together in the same tent, but NamJoon changed so much, he slept on Wendy's back, didn't say much, and just be quiet when they're together,


"Darling, I know you haven't slept, don't pretend you didn't hear me! " Wendy was annoyed that NamJoon was still silent, he got up and shook NamJoon's shoulder a few times,


Why is it so hard to miss someone even though that person is so easy to reach, like there is a big wall that NamJoon built between them,


"NamJoon why are you? What am I wrong? " only this time NamJoon kept his distance with him if it was Wendy who kept his distance, now it is NamJoon's turn, but until now it is still unknown what causes NamJoon's anger, but until now it is still unknown what causes NamJoon's anger,


"NamJoon don't you miss me? "


Not Wendy thought, NamJoon released a hug Wendy from his body, but usually the perverted man whose hands always itch when not touching it, but,


"You don't miss this, do you? " now NamJoon's turn to move uncomfortably, his two favorite bumps teasing and clinging to his back, he admits to himself that he is a man of great lust, a man of great lust, but that only happened to Wendy,


"I'm tired Wen, I want to sleep"


"Gotcha, you're angry, usually you never refuse me, you're the real reason? " luckily holding something from inside his body, NamJoon got up sitting cross-legged and placed a pillow on his lap, prestigeing him if Wendy realized something he was covering up,


"Nothing, I was just thinking about something" Wendy's eyebrows swooped in, her short hair was fluffy and it really looked so sexy,


"What are you thinking? "


"Why is it, Pikachu cried when he saw you hugging Minhyun? "


Deg, uh,,


Wendy remembers now, so Jisoo and NamJoon caught them and ended up misunderstanding? Oh, he shouldn't have thought long before this all happened,


Jisoo is sensitive, she knows it's because of the effects of her pregnancy but regardless of it she remains wrong, should she refuse when Minhyun wants to comfort her,


"You misunderstood NamJoon, Minhyun only comforted me at that time, you reminded me of the son of the owner of the parlor you used to live in, you also must know I was close and friendly with Minhyun! "


"Yes I understand, but not everyone can think of an adult like me Seunghwan" what adult? NamJoon only thinks of adulthood when it comes to bed,


"You still angry? "


"No, but one thing you need to know, yes, no friend looks at you with a look of wanting to have, like Minhyun's gaze at you, I'm out looking for coffee" Wendy in staying alone, he tried to digest everything that happened, Jisoo saw it, did Jisoo also misunderstand ? If so he should immediately explain this to Jisoo,


He did not want his best friend was thinking things out and ended up affecting his biological condition.