You're My Mouse

You're My Mouse
What the hell happened



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Alan turned his face, "What's wrong? Are you feeling disturbed? Or do you enjoy my touch? Or are you admiring my looks?" alan said with a grinning smile.


"A-what? enjoying?"


Chequek.


Nusi opens the door without knocking, making Layla misbehave and instantly pushing Alan away from her.


Alan stared intently at Nusi. Layla looked at Nusi in shock.


"Sorry, sir. I can come back later." Nusi closed the door again.


"No, this must be because Mr. Alan was too close earlier. So Mr. Nusi broke his intention to enter." Layla murmured.


"You dare blame me?" Alan sat himself in the hand of the chair Layla was sitting in.


"This one's in my fault, isn't it? Yes, Mr. Alan wants to offend me!" Layla pursed her lips.


"So you're sitting here? You have a chair! Sit down there!" Layla pointed her right index finger, at Alan's oversized chair.


Alan teased Layla with his cold voice, "Is there a ban? I'm free to choose to sit anywhere, in the chair I want!"


Layla remasss her own fingers, actually want this Alan sir what the hell? Why does Alan keep staring at me? Why do I feel Mr. Alan is getting closer to me?


In silence, Alan continued to watch Layla's face, looking into Layla's round eyes which he felt were too bold on her. Alan drew his face closer to Layla's.


I'll make you leave Amer! Make your relationship fall apart, have you and I throw it away! I'm throwing you into the bottom of the abyss of suffering!


Layla got up from her seat, before Alan's lips landed on hers. Making Alan who was sitting in the arm of a chair, instantly fall down. When the chair Alan sat in, less balance.


Alan fell to the floor, pulling Layla's arm.


"Yahoo!" peekit Layla's.


Bugh.


Alan sat on the floor, followed by Layla who fell to the floor.


"Sir Alan! What the hell is that! Jatoh, jatoh itself! Don't take me!" sumpul Layla tried to get out of her position.


But unfortunately to unfortunately still befall him, the heels that Layla wore broke one.


Tak.


"Akh." Layla screeched with her ankles, one hand resting on her thigh.


"Basic sloppy!" said Alan flatly, it must have hurt a lot! Sukurins! Alan looked at Layla cynically.


Alan stood up from his seat, "Nature has taken my side, for you have made me fall!" murmur Alan.


"Based on a weird top." Layla muttered with a grimacing face, enduring the pain in her ankle.


Alan passed, back to his desk. Without any intention to help Layla and ignore her.


Layla rested herself in the chair, thinking about what Alan told her, was it because of my fault? But who told Mr. Alan to sit in my chair!


In her sitting, Layla repeatedly sorted her legs with her hands, leaning her body.


"It's okay Layla, later also healed ko!" layla murmured softly, encouraging herself.


Alan rolled his eyes at Layla, "Have you changed her, Layla?" alan asked with his face flat.


"Yes sir, wait a little longer to finish this!" oceh Layla, with her right hand, changed the part that Alan wanted to change.


"A long time! Can work no way!" murmur Alan.


"May I come in, sir?" ask Nusi from behind the door.


"Instant Nusi!" alan oceh.


Chequek.


Nusi went into Alan's study, seeing that there was a difference in Layla's face that looked grimacing.


Layla, meanwhile, doesn't care about who just came in. No matter what Alan did.


Nusi handed over the file that had to be signed by Alan, "This is sir, the part that you have to sign." said Nusi.


Alan put his signature on the file Nusi brought, while Nusi repeatedly rolled his eyes at Layla.


Nusi sat down, what is Miss Layla doing? From now on, keep leaning his body. What has Alan done to him?


Alan handed back the file he signed to Nusi, "Bring me an ice bag right now!"


"Ice bag for dad? Is your father sick?" asked Nusi in full search.


"Not much to ask, Nusi!" alan said with a glance at Layla.


"So I'm sorry, sir. I'll bring you what you want." Nusi moved out of his place, leaving his boss's office, looking at Layla's desk.


A few hours later, Layla is now in the car with Amer. Heading to the Amer residence after checking Layla's legs at the hospital.


"This is what I don't like. We just split up from Layla's day job, your legs are like this! I'll ask Mr. Alan, to let you work on it from where we work, not necessarily you in his office!" Amer continued to babble, venting into his marahan.


"Oh, my legs just sprained. After all, it was already in the compes at the office, already nagelnya. Noisy tau ka!" Layla leaned her body on Amer.


"What really happened? Why did your leg get sprained?" Amer mengelusss Layla's head, if I hadn't complied with Alan's request, maybe this wouldn't have happened to you, baby!


"So I said ka, my heels are broken, so rich!" Layla lowered her head, not daring to stare at Amer's face.


Amer lifted Layla's chin, with his right index finger, making the two of them meet each other.


"Tell me, baby? What exactly happened to hem?" asked Amer with a shady look in his eyes.


"I've said ka, there's nothing I'm hiding." If Mr. Alan had not been closer to me, I probably wouldn't have moved, it didn't make him fall out of my chair.


Rafa opens the car door for his master, when the car is perfectly parked in front of the house.


Amer went outside first, only after that he carried Layla with his two hands.


"What's going on, sir?" rafa asked when he saw Layla in a car by Amer.


"Brushed." Amer answered briefly by continuing to step into the house, while Layla draped her two hands around Amer's neck.


Noer who was sitting spoiled on the sofa, the living room was made wide-eyed when he saw Layla in the hold of Amer.


"Darling, what happened to Mami's daughter-in-law?" noer's voice echoed immediately, he immediately moved from his seat to approach the second.


Ali Khan, stroking his chest with the voice produced from his wife, "God mami, papa's heart almost dislodged! Keep that little voice of yours, mami!" sulcan Ali Khan's.


Prak.


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