Twins Different Worlds

Father And Son Same

Lunch was boisterous, with the thud coming from everyone on the newlyweds, who were down with their faces bent. That's Irislah nding. Han as usual, with his leaked fashion the man smiled broadly, like a new person winning the lottery.

"Successful?" ask Pasha. Everyone was waiting for an answer from Han. And the man nodded slowly.

"Ndra, you love what your virgin son is until my son is impenetrable." Shouted Pasha uncensored and embarrassed. No matter who is there.

"Eh you see napa's place. Just as you are." Lendra Protests.

"What the hell are you?" Irish said softly. She should have agreed to Han's proposal to eat in the room. Han certainly memorized the behavior of those people, especially the mother. They will definitely tease him and Irish all out.

"Said Lung Somchai if you're married, you have to hurry...." Nathalie code with her finger, fuck.

"Don't rush. Just relax a few times." Sahut Han's. Everyone look at each other. Looking at Han's answer, it was certain that he and Irish had not gone through their first night.

"Why the hell is Maee?" Han whispered as Nathalie pulled him into the corner of the room away from everyone. A message from the woman was sent from her uncle. Han's forehead was wrinkled not understanding. Why should we hurry? They still have plenty of time, not necessarily now. Han just wanted everything to go naturally without coercion, including the affairs of their bed. He really didn't want to force Irish.

Han's mind became confused, because if the one who spoke was Somchai would usually be related to things beyond reason.

While Han was confused about the first night's insistence, the Aditama family was gathering in the full version. With Teo there. Lendra and Livia had absolutely no objection to that. "Come at home if you're lonely." Livia's Pinta. Teo's smile widened to hear the mother's words. The man nodded enthusiastically.

While Lendra, since then just stared silently at Teo. The more you know Teo, the more Lendra feels that the soul of the son is there. "Dad would be so happy if it was you." Said Lendra inwardly, watching Teo, Irish and Ivan eat while chatting excitedly. Lendra looked at each other with Livia, then smiled. Happy, that's how they feel now.

The night began to change the day. It was getting dark, as Han and Irish got out of the man's car. They're in front of Han's apartment. Irish parents free Han and the princess about the place to stay. Want to be in an apartment, want to live with them or anywhere, no problem.

"I want to sleep in your room." Whisper Han, Irish immediately snorted furiously, why not say from earlier. The wife protest. The two men walked hand in hand with Han who told him about his maee and phoo who traveled around the city, the culinary. Spoiling the mother's cravings. Next week, they will return to Chiang Mai. Preparing for the reception for Han and Irish next month.

The Lendra family will be brought there plus Christo and Diaz, as well as Han's friends. Only Bian refused Lendra's invitation. Under the pretext of going to oversee the office, Bian chose to stay. The man still feels reluctant when dealing with the Aditama family, because of Eric.

Han and Irish break into Han's unit, "Tomorrow to change your seat." Chortle Han. It is no secret that the Aditama and Elajar families have units in the luxury apartment building.

"Wear clothes!" The Irish command saw Han wearing only loose training pants while out of the walk in closet. The newlyweds drama begins.

"Gak ah, get the gini. It's a habit." Irish glared, looking at the field chest, flat stomach with an array of torn bread, very tempting belonging to Han.

"If this is the way, I can tell him first."

"Your habits are making my head dizzy." Han shouted in annoyance. He would have lost if he kept doing this. The Irish heard Han's curse. Know exactly where the husband is talking.

Irish laughter stopped as Han silenced his wife's lips with a kiss. "My mampuss! He took the start first." Irish wanted to run away, but Han quickly held back the nape and waist of the wife. Irish is not.

Amateurs, but in fact Han is smart enough to bring Irish into the game quickly. The two men began to exchange saliva, twisting their tongues. Not long after the two had been hot in bed.

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The night was already past its peak, as Han and Irish slept hugging each other. Only wrapped in thick blankets, after their first hot session. Han grimaced feeling a pain in his back. Irish behavior that scratches him. But it doesn't matter, this woman is already his, completely.

A shadow appeared in Han's room. The man released a soft Irish hug on his body. Snatching clothes also makes a protector for Irish. The man ran out of the room, after asking some souls to guard his room. Han chased after the aura that suddenly appeared all the way to the living room. Han's apartment had two floors, and his room was upstairs.

The man scanned his house. Unknowingly, the ghosts guarding Irish were already smashed to pieces. One flickering hand and the array protecting the Irish were lost.

"The black pearl and blood of the dragon god spirit bride."

The figure was approaching towards Irish. The next second, Han ran up to his room back. "You're late!" The figure disappeared, leaving Irish grimacing in pain. "Attent." Han punched the Irish forehead, Han knew there was magic that would hurt the Irish. One other finger directly hurt Han, the blood he used to suck back the magic that began to spread on the Irish body. As Han and Irish blood met, their memory seals opened. A series of events three years ago quickly rotated in the minds of Han and Irish.

"Liong!" Shouted Han.

Meanwhile, a huge explosion occurred. This time the door of the cave opened, smashed into pieces. From within it slowly came out a figure that had long been invisible. Diavolo is back.

The demon lord looked towards the night sky above him. "You made my son's mistake. You hurt the wrong guy." Diavolo. The man closed his eyes, just before long a pair of black wings appeared on Diavolo's back. In one flutter, Diavolo's body had already floated high up in space. Flying towards the black clouds that rolled far away there.

The place where the son was releasing his anger. Diavolo prayed that he might not be late. Until he can prevent Briock from destroying the city just like he did, three years ago.

"Can this be called father and son all the same?" Inner Diavolo was confused.

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