Hot Bloody Girl
chapter 85

Kayla sits dazed over the bathroom closet. The moment he picked up a long flat object, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath and exhaled. Kayla opened her net again that had been closed. Glanced at the long thing he had brought before his face. The smile on his face expands.

Because at that time was calling someone beside his bedroom bed, when Kayla suddenly came out of the bathroom, Gara turned her head.

"I'll call you later." For disconnecting the phone. He smiled at the beautiful face of his wife who was so radiant, approaching him.

"What makes you so happy?"

"MMM, I remember being very hungry right now. Are you gonna take me out to eat?" Kayla hugs spoiled at her husband. Staring at the cold face that was staring warmly.

"It's dangerous to get out now. We'll just eat here, okay? We have the best cook. Ask for whatever menu you want."

"Okey."

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At night, Kayla wakes up. Ever since his battle with Gara a moment ago, he had not fallen asleep. Kayla is too happy, despite her slight worries. Kayla took something in the nightstand drawer next to her sleeping. It was a pink envelope with a ribbon that beautified its appearance.

Kayla opened it, took out a long flat object that had made her smile. Two red girls were clearly there. He glanced at the slumbering Gara beside him.

"Darling, how would you react to knowing this?" his murmur was softly massaging Gara's hair.

Kayla put the pink paper back in the drawer and put it away. Kay also fell down beside Gara and closed her eyes. Netra Gara opened, he glanced at Kay who was already asleep. Gara got up from the bed stepping slowly out of his room.

"Micky!"

The man standing at the end of the stairs looked down at her.

"Prepare my clothes."

"Good young master."

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Kennan opened the door of the room, seeing Cathy who wrapped her body in a thick blanket staring at the flat screen with squinty-eyed figures. Kennan approached, with a glass of warm ginger.he sat down beside his wife, thrusting warm ginger at Cathy.

"drink. It can warm your body."

Cathy advanced her body, without taking the cup that Kenan thrust. I don't know why the girl just felt lazy to hold it. Cathy closed her lips to the cup, while Kenan understood Cathy's lazy and spoiled intentions. He helped Cathy bring the girl's cup closer.

SRUUPUTT'S...

A voice that sounds so good in the ear. Cathy slightly distanced her lips swallowing the warm liquid past her esophagus.

"Again?"

"UM."

Kennan brought the lips of the cup closer to Cathy's mouth.

"Udah Om."

Kennan smiled slightly now it was his turn to drink from the same cup. A moment in silence.

"Om, "

Kennan.

"Om, how about I get pregnant?" Cathy was still looking straight ahead.

"We're married. What are you afraid of?"

"I..... Don't want to have children."

Kennan threw out his breath.

"I....."

Kennan rubbed Cathy's head, took her to the chest and kissed the girl's head.

"Do whatever makes you happy. We will not hinder your steps. Finish your lecture, and we'll think about it slowly."

"Is Om Kennan not angry?" Cathy looked up at her husband's handsome face.

Kennan smiled shadyly. "How can I be mad at you, Cat?"

Ken picked up Cathy's chin linking her lips to Cathy. Gave him a brief kiss.

"Om, if you ask me how?"

"My mom?"

"Heem... They seem to want grandchildren so much."

"Hmm. I'll find another woman who can get pregnant soon and give them a grandchild."

"What?" Cathy reflexed away from Kennan's body, hitting his chest several times. "Do you want polygamy?"

Ken was petrified. Cathy's hand slipped into the cavity between Ken's legs that were still wearing the bathrobe. Ken opened his mouth, enduring the pain of Cathy's mischievous hand.

"You want me to split it in two? One for me and one for my honey." Cathy fumed over Kennan's wand.

"You're so mean." - Ken, "I'm just kidding, Cat. Get your hands off."

"No want! Who told you to shake my heart..." Cathy's getting upset squeezing it stronger.

"Cathy you.." - erang Ken, pushing his wife's body.

"Amkkhh!" Cathy fell down, until the clutches of her hands came off.

"You! talking to Haahh?" Ken overstretched his wife's body and grinned. Both of his hands held Cathy's arms.

"Looks like I should teach you how to stature a little stealthy Krama."

Cathy's mouth agape, a chance for Ken to swoop in and smash his wife's ripe lips. Ken held Cathy's hands together through her head. Pressing and holding strong. His other hand was busy roaming everywhere. Exploring every inch of his wife's body.

"Of. ummpp.."

"Don't call me Om..."

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