Divorced for Fatty
Chapter 83: Naughty
“Hunny come here!”
Kelana who is already in bed like impatiently waiting for Hana who is doing facial treatment. The woman was wearing a seven-layer skincare, no doubt Kelana confused why the wife was not finished-finished since.
“In a moment, I have to make sure the serum seeps up to the pores.” Hana was still busy, she pecked herself in front of the mirror while patting her cheeks. “The wife of a Kelana Pramudya should always look beautiful, I don't want to embarrass you.”
“You are already beautiful.”
Kelana's praise was bright enough to make Hana smile to herself, she was flattered but not to the point of high-heartedness. Finally the woman stood up and approached. He tightened his pyjamas and successfully made Kelana cluck.
“Have not been tied later also open again,” godanya.
“Are you not tired, let's sleep!” Hana got on the bed and pulled out the blanket, but Kelana flicked it again and even kicked it a little far away. The man grabbed her body and hugged her tightly.
“Em ... bittersweet,” lamented after kissing Hana's cheek.
“Jeez my skincare, don't kiss like that.” Hana pouted, instead of rubbing Kelana's lips, she rubbed her own cheek instead.
“For what the hell is pretty-beautiful, you are pretty enough in my eyes.” Kelana hugged again, of course not just hugging, her hands were guerrilla by touching the chest of Hana which she knew did not like to wear a bra while sleeping.
“Kelana amused,” complains Hana, but basically she enjoys it too.
“I can't sleep if I don't touch this.” Kelana bend lips restrain laughter. If Hana can't sleep if she doesn't wipe her chest, she wants the same thing.
“Since when?” Hannah didn't just believe it.
“Since marrying you,” Kelana answered while continuing to wipe and occasionally twisting the end of the chewy hill belonging to Hana.
“Ah .. stop.” Hana put away the hand of the husband, but the level of mischief of the man was already unstoppable. Hana knew what was going to happen next, because under there the surface of her skin felt something standing up. “Kelana, we have a holiday first yes!”
“This is not a Sunday, what is the holiday for?” replied the son of Dinar as heartily as possible,
“My factory is not an ordinary factory, so do not equate with another man's factory. My factory can produce high quality cebong.”
Hana chuckled amusedly, she held her head up and supported her with her hands. His lips smiled as he continued to look at the soulmate's face.
“Why look at me like that? I'm handsome, aren't I? I already know,” said Kelana. He held his head up and denied it like his wife.
“Jonest to me! you must have liked me since you first met.” Hana seduces, she raises her eyebrows until her husband laughs amusedly.
“Do I have to be honest?”
“Should be!”
Hana was very curious how Kelana had been looking at him all this time, she was surprised when her husband was honest that since the first step in her breast work had made Kelana's faith tempted.
“Gosh! it turns out that you are secretly perverted too, Wah .. I cannot speak,” said Hana.
“I'm honest, so you can't be angry. I'm a normal guy Hana and who's a guy who doesn't like to see beautiful hills with perfect arch levels.”
Kelana deliberately pulled Hana's hand that hung her head until the woman glared in shock. As fast as lightning Kelana shut Hana's body under her sturdy arm.
“And what a pity if tonight we don't do it.” Kelana smiled pervertedly and inevitably Hana also helped make a smile.
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