Young Mom's
New Story
Hi loyal readers beemadu. This time, the bumblebee is up a new story that can be said to still be related to Young Mom.
This is Azila and Arsen's story, remember them?
Thanks to those who remember, and for those who don't remember, let's read Young Mom again to remember, how the hell are they? where did he scream from?
Yes, the author just wanted to say. Stories that the author uploaded here, previously already author uploaded in other applications. If in other applications the chapter is already a lot or the story is over. The author will update it here.
The author says, How about Young Mom? goody? that okay? or is the part lacking? 😄
The author has not had time to revise Young Mom in the noveltoon, there is no time because. Compared to a direct copy of the author's finished story, revision is more lazy when it is important.
Oh yeah, anyone want an extra Young Mom part? you see, in another apk account author. Readers author not infrequently anyone asks for additional parts again, what is so exciting? if yes, thank goodness. Author pleased.
if anyone wants an extra part, come.
Actually the author does not know what to say anymore, it was just wanted a little. But, it cannot be updated before at least 500 words hahaha.
Title: Candy Obsession
Genre: Romance - Comedy
Status: On Going in noveltoon
"If you like sweet, why don't you want me to be bucinin? my bucin is sweet loh."
Plop.
The candy in**** was harshly out, "I'm sorry sir, compared to my candy which cost a million dollars aka gopean. My candy is sweeter than my father's wash that's like a roadside cabean."
Azila is a bar woman who is full of surprises from when she had to deal with her headmaster Arsen, a man who was always lucky for something. Whether it's property, looks, IQ, or whatever it is.
Azila kept her phone in her pocket and looked at Arsen while rubbing her stomach with a look of pity made, “Bapak, no food?”
“why?” arsen asked without taking his eyes off the front.
“My candy baby is starving sir. Love dinner dong,” said Azila with her ngawur.
“I am not the father,” said Arsen while glancing at Azila at a glance.
“Tega very father, anyways car time so big and se waw this no food anyway sir. Very poor,” Azila sneer shamelessly.
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"Don't be bucin sir, tickle me. You're not fit for bucin because, aging!"
Arsen gawked in disbelief, very sick. Like being stabbed a thousand arrows of romance, uh wrong Arjuna.
"How do I fit it?" ask Arsen.
Azila seemed to think and a small grin appeared on her lips, "We are sugar candy and sugar baby pack. Remember right?"
Arsen nodded and brought his face closer when Azila gave the code as if she wanted to whisper to him.
"The body of the father is solid, the face of the father is also serem, high again. Well, surely dong "life" father is also like the physical father. Well, therefore. That's rough sir, I don't like soft ones. The rough is more challenging anyway! Friday, sir, baby wait, sir."
Cup.
The story is a little slanted left cake yes hehe, the cake of this story for the age of 17 and above. Who wants to join, 🤗
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