The Poor Girl Owns the CEO

Misbehavior

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Chequek.

Layla opens the room door. Walk towards Danu. Bar table with a plate of spaghetti up there and a glass of water served.

"Let's sit here, finish your food!" danu said without looking at Layla.

Layla sat herself in that chair. "Is this you cooking it yourself?" ask Layla with her saliva, it must be delicious.

"Do you think I bought it for you?" Danu asks Layla back, then sits herself, facing Layla with a barbed table in the kitchen.

"No need to answer if you don't want to answer!" layla grumbled in annoyance.

"Quick finish your food! Don't protest if it doesn't taste good!" muttered Danu by playing his hape lying on the table.

Layla shakes her shoulders. "Where do I know it tastes good or not, try it not yet!" Layla started grabbing the fork on the plate containing the spaghetti, and began to put it in her mouth.

Danu appears indifferent and lets Layla eat her homemade spaghetti, but in silence, Danu steals a look and pulls the corner of her lips as Layla gets more and more crappy eating her food.

Layla looked up at Danu, and at her sight Danu looked indifferent to her, how important is that to you? What the hell is he looking at? Did Danu read any more messages from her boyfriend? Or take a picture of her boyfriend? Ihs bete really, people ask, delicious not! Want anything else! He is busy himself! Why am I becoming a sprain myself!

As if hearing what became Layla's heart cry, Danu immediately looked at Layla, asking her what was inside Layla.

Danu, who felt Layla was looking at, became uncomfortable, he immediately asked Layla a question.

"You why? Does it feel like something is weird? Is there anything less? Less salty? Less sweet? Or too spicy?" cecar Danu with a probing look.

"Lack of attention!" layla chirped spontaneously, then covered her mouth with her hands quickly when she realized what she had said.

"Huh?" Danu gaped at Layla's confession, a second later she smiled.

Danu put the flat object that she had been playing on the table, her hand outstretched wiping the remaining food near Layla's lips.

"W-why not talk? I-I can do it myself!" layla said with a stutter with a sweet treatment Danu, Layla looks wrong behavior, to drop the fork she was holding.

Prangs.

"Sorry, let me take it!" layla exclaimed trying to lean her body, her right hand stretched down to grab the fork lying on the floor near her feet.

Danu snatched the fork from Layla's hand that had fallen to the floor.

"Don't use it again! It's dirty, there's gotta be a mustard!" Danu put the fork in the dishwasher, and took the new fork out of its place.

Layla blinked her eyes, is this really the angry Danu? Seriously? What a dream is this!

As if hypnotized by Danu's treatment, Layla obediently, he opened his mouth, continuing to eat through bribe after bribe given Danu. Until unknowingly the spaghetti on the plate was already toilet without rest.

"For tonight, you sleep here!" danu said that successfully made Layla want her own salivation.

"Uhuk uhuk."

"heart!" Danu thrust a glass of water at Layla. Then he got up from his seat, took the dirty dishes and washed them in the dishwasher.

Crackling.

Layla put an empty glass on the table, after the water was drained by her.

"I want to go home! Later the same father mama would find me because I did not come home! I gave my permission to go to Nina's nemenin mall!" lang Layla rejected what Danu said.

"I've called Noval, and Noval doesn't mind tonight you spend the night here." Danu said casually.

"You're lying, where maybe Noval's father allowed me to spend the night here! Whose house is this, Danu? Is there no one else but the two of us?" layla asked with her eyes out.

He followed Danu's footsteps into a room with sofas, tables, tivi, refrigerators, and some magazines on the other side of the table.

Danu sits herself on the couch, turning on the tivi with the remote control.

"What do you want, if Noval finds out what really happened to you? Heh! Until you end up in my apartment! It's just you and me in this apartment!"

Layla also landed her weight on the sofa near Danu. "What happened to me? What made me come here with you? Where's om Baskoro? It's impossible if you just live alone in an apartment this big!" layla's whiffling, Danu's grumbling questioningly in her head.

Danu who looked at Layla so misbehaved, felt something strange with her.

These are his eyes so round! Rich cat eyes, gemesin if again bring gini! So I want cubittt!

Danu's outstretched hand pinched Layla's tapered cheek. "You should eat Layla a lot! Let when I cubitt, your cheeks will feel chewy, rich in mangroves!" muttered Danu unconsciously.

Crackling.

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