Hot Passion of the Doctor
Episode 267's

"Maah!'' screamed Cannon with a voice stalled in the throat while Hans jail's hand was still groaning over the wife's body. Cannons twisted their bodies to evade, but Hans was too deft to move his wife's body so badly.

"Mas, I've been waiting outside for Clinton, who knows if she needs my help. I heard him call my name. Geli ah, if digininin." The giggling cannon held back every touch of Hans which instead made him laugh amusedly.

Hans gave up, the circumstances did not allow him to play freely this morning.

"Yes, deh. "

Cannons smile in dismay at her husband who is pouting, her cheeks expand looking cubby. The cannon immediately wore a towel wrapped around his body. And hurried to put on her clothes and hijab, then ran to the door and opened it.

Clinton was undaunted, she was still waiting at the door, sitting folding her legs. Nicho was back in his room.

The door opened, because Cannon did not know if Clinton was sitting leaning against the door, his body automatically bent back when the door was opened.

"Oh God! Brother Clinton!" squealing the Cannon while pulling his legs back a few steps otherwise Clinton's head would touch both of his legs.

"Aw!!!''

"What the hell are you, Mer! My head hurts." Clinton got up while stroking her head. He came still wearing knee-length shorts and a plain shirt with no collar.

The cannon still covered his mouth with his hands, he was shocked but over time even ngetawain Clinton who looks a little silly after the incident.

"I'm sorry, Clinton. The cannon was unintentionally. Cannon was just hunting open the door, uh even his brother sleepy like to sleep on the floor earlier." reply Caniam felt a little guilty. Hans came out of the bathroom and dried his hair.

Hans approached his wife, deliberately showing off affection with her and wrapped his hands around the waist of the Cannon.

"I borrowed your wife, Hans. Just go ahead, okay?" gawar Clinton made Hans frown his forehead.

"Make what? My wife is not something that can be borrowed. No! Nothing like that!'' Hans was already nyerocos without pause.

The cannon standing beside Hans chuckled to see her husband who did not want to be left behind.

After a long debate and negotiation, Cannon followed Clinton to his room to check on Clara.

Clara's condition is fine, she might really catch a cold. The cannon took the medicine out of the medicine box that he always took with him.

"Have a rest, Clar. After eating the medicine, it can be taken."

"Yes, Doctor Cannon's mother." Clara. Clinton pulled a blanket over Clara's body. The man started to calm down because Clara was just exhausted.

The cannon returned to his room, he had not even combed his hair.

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Last night's flashback footage.

Gabriel's face only flushed red with anger and embarrassment. Meanwhile, he ran out of words. And let everyone review the embarrassing incident earlier. After everyone ordered food, including Gabriel who had lost his mood, Yesline interrupted silence.

"Oh yes, you guys want to not shop tomorrow shopping to the largest shopping center in Korea? Gede bangat place. Guaranteed satisfaction," said Yesline provokes.

The one who replied spoiled first was none other than Callista. Even his voice was haunting like one sighing.

"Ahh, Mau! Moreover, I again want to warm vases and new gucci make decorations at home. Can you, Mas?'' ask Callista spoiled.

Her hands until spontaneously wriggled spoiled in Nicho's arms like most other spoiled women. If from the point of view of perverts, Callista's behavior must be interpreted as a request more or less like this, ''Come on, Mas. My permission. Later Mas can ask for all the rations." that's why Nicho laughed. Because, he himself also realized that he was always not satisfied to pervert with Callista.

Nicho immediately pinched Callista's cheek with anxiety. "Can, Honey. But don't forget the ration yes" replied Nicho flirtatious.

"Yes, you can go too, honey. Losing time with the hanky modal camp guy?'' ejek Al could not accept.

"Yes! Thank you, dear." cried Yesline in excitement. "Sir Leni, Clara is the same Cannon, right?'' yesline.

Because Clinton nodded, Clara automatically agreed. Meanwhile, the basically quiet and non-neko Neko cannon was just smiling without initiative asking Hans or the like. Fortunately, Hans was a sensitive man and cared about Cannon's wishes.

"You want to come, don't you, honey? If you want, come along. Once shopping what you like. I'll be with you later, okay?'' hans Tawar.

The cannon smiled sweetly and replied, "Well, Mas. Thank you." Thank you."

"Yes. Same, dear." - Ballad Hans while embracing the Cannon as well as gently rubbing the Cannon's head.

Duh, everyone is envious. The father envied seeing Hans had a wife as good and as great as that, while the mother mother was also no less envious to see the attention and affection of Hans as big as that. If they are mah, must be fished first be given!

This time, it was Clara who broke the silence, realizing that Gabriel and Leni were equally glued as if hesitant to comment. Apparently, the rotation of one Gabriel in a bikini was really making Gabriel's mood destroyed causing Leni to feel bad herself.

"What about Leni?''

Leni seemed to think for a moment. She knew that her husband needed time to calm his shame.

"Em, look at you later, Clar. If so, I'm reporting."

Al smiled cheerfully. "OKAY. In addition, let's not get bored, tomorrow we stop by the warm bath. It's good to relax too. Most of our goals to Korea will make the most money. Ahaha!'' al is arrogant.

Even so, of course the campers who did not want to give up on each other, of course decided to agree. Some rich people are free to do anything, right?

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A few moments later, Clara was limp, feeling her stomach was nauseous, she immediately ran to the room, as if spewing out all her entrails so Clinton who did not know what to do could only help clutch Clara's hair. Clinton was worried because this was the first time she'd seen Clara like that.

"Gosh, Honey. You're so great, yes, you have to rest, honey." Clinton said, constantly panicking at Clara, who was continuously releasing white liquid without stopping.

Clara could not answer, but let her body droop after being content to spit out all her stomach contents. Meanwhile, Clinton, swiftly grabbed Clara's body and carried her to bed. Clara drooped helplessly as if she had made five rounds. Even though last night, Clara was not this anxious.

Clinton hurriedly took telon oil provided by the resort. Not knowing which point to smear, Clinton only tried to smear Clara's neck, temples and stomach to make sure his wife was a little warm.

"Darling, you were here first. Let Mas make some warm soup." said the man gently.

After patience to prepare the soup for Clara, Clinton immediately returned with a bowl of warm soup and accompanied by a plate of rice. Clara looked so moved by her husband's attention that she could only smile weakly. Indeed, Clinton alone until scared because Clara is cheerful and independent, at the same time it turns out to be sick.

In fact, Clinton certainly will not be able to see his wife why napa, so Clinton painstakingly fed his wife even though Clara insist can eat alone.

"Honey, it seems that now your condition is less fit. Later in the day, you do not need to join for the activities of the wives who want to shop, dear. Mas also will not come to the warm water bath so that it can accompany you. Sorry for disappointing you this time. But Mas promise, even if not here, Mas will take you the road and shopping as much as next time. Okay?" clinton's pinta is soft.

He really yakut his wife who was very happy last night because she was allowed to go shopping it became sad. Fortunately, although there was still a look of sadness, Clara still smiled with understanding. Even smiling should feel the sincerity of her husband in such a way.

"Yes, Mas. It's okay what. Thank you for accompanying me. I love you, Mas." said the woman sincerely.

Clinton who felt loved was no doubt to feel the same excitement. He immediately embraced the wife while kissing her forehead gently.

"The same, honey. I love you too. Let's tell Al first."

The man then retrieved the mobile phone located on the nightstand. The man looked for Al's number and called until the call was connected.

"Woy, Clinton? What's up?!''