Married Sugar Daddy
Jurig Jarian's

"Hey Boncel! Boncel!" Brian flicked his hand in front of Byan's face. The girl was closing her eyes as she blushed her lips like someone about to kiss.

"Boncels!" call Brian on Byan's forehead.

"www!" Byan grimaced as he rubbed his hot forehead. Why did this happen, but he was enjoying the kiss given by Brian. Why now he's getting an amazing story.

"What are you imagining?" seloroh Brian . He took the clothes in Byan's hand and went back into the bathroom.

"Eishhh .. " said Byan. "I must have been hallucinating. Astaghfirullah, have an old husband too if the handsome like who will not try, basic Om-om crazy, I should not accept this matchmaking. At the beginning of the sok-sokan nolak. The taunya even lick spit by itself right!"

Not long after, Brian came out while drying his hair using a small towel. Byan noticed Brian's every move with his eyes pinched, even when Brian was wearing a cheap and ordinary shirt, he still looked really cool. It's mah the power of a handsome face.

Byan hurriedly went into the bathroom because he did not want to pay too long attention to her husband. He still has to live a normal life. Byan can't let himself get caught up in Brian's charms. He had to make a strong and sturdy fortress.

Thirty minutes later, Byan was about to get out of the bathroom using only a towel. She had forgotten to bring her bathing pajamas as her focus was distracted by the cold-faced demon lord who had now become her husband.

"Of!" call Byan gagging his head from inside the madi chamber.

"Om can't close your eyes! Byan wants to wear Om's shirt!"

There is no confirmation from inside the room.

"Of!" call Byan again.

Because no one answered, Byan finally ventured to get out of the bathroom while stepping very slowly, even his feet stepped slower than his head.

"Of!" call him in a slow voice. Byan stepped closer to the bed. He sees Brian sleeping on his back using his hands as a cushion.

"Akh, I deserve not to hear your voice." Byan noticed Brian's peaceful face while sleeping. Her husband is really very handsome. It was just that his face was so cold beyond the cold of the prizer temperature. Byan's face was getting closer to Brian's. She raised her hand to touch her husband's nose, but she had not had time to put her hand on, the other hand had already pulled her hand faster.

Kolkkk ... Byan closed his eyes many times. The demon's face was now above his. How wonderful it is that God created such beauty.

"What are you doing huh?" asked Brian with a sharp look.

Byan wanted to answer but he felt that there was something wrong with his position this time. Both hands locked by Brian, Byan can not move because his body was pressed by Brian's body.

Byan lowered his head to confirm something, and as Byan looked down Brian followed Byan's line of sight.

"Akhhhh!" Byan screeched as he saw his upper body clearly banged without a thread. The towel she was wearing sagged, and that meant that only the bottom was safe.

"Om you pervert!" yelled Byan, Byan glared furiously at Brian, but the man only showed a flat expression as if nothing had happened.

Brian picked up the blanket and covered Byan's body and lay down next to the girl. He closed his eyes back to his original position.

"Basic of Omesh" muttered Byan.

Byan rounded his eyes. What did Brian just say, he said Byan's body wasn't good? Byan's body can't be flaunted?"

"Based on JURIG JARIAN! Your eyes should be observant because you're used to living in dark places. You're acting like this so I hate you, aren't you? Okay, okay." Okay." Byan was overwhelmed with all his complaints.

Kolkkk ...

Brian collapsed on the floor after Byan kicked him hard. "Felt! Who do you think you can insult me, cih, don't be handsome."

Brian sat back down while rubbing his sore waist. This byan is really a bar. His strength was enormous even though his body was small like a toge.

"Ekh Boncel! Why are you kicking me, huh?" Brian exclaimed furiously at Byan.

Byan. He didn't look at Brian's face. His pride had been trampled by the man, he could not be generous anymore.

"You sleep downstairs! If you dare to get on my bed, I'll make sure that from tomorrow you won't be able to walk again!" Byan got out of bed with a blanket wrapped around his body. He made a gesture as if he would plunge Brian's eyes with his index finger as well as his middle finger if Brian dared to go up on the bed.

"Curtain, you freak. If I don't sleep in bed, where do I sleep?" grouch Brian. He stood up and went back to sleep on the bed.

After a few minutes, Byan came out with a nightgown featuring his favorite Doraemon. His eyes rounded again to see Brian who was busy sleeping on his bed.

"The madman really asked to be beaten."

"Of! I told you not to sleep here. If you sleep in bed, where do I sleep?" Byan's breathing sounded so loud because he was so upset to see Brian even a sleeping lackey without wanting to hear his chatter.

"Om are you deaf or what? I'm going to sleep!"

Kolkkk ...

Back the big hand pulled his hand making Byan fall next to Brian. He looked at Brian with his deathly gaze, but it seemed useless because Brian still closed his eyes.

"Om, sleep on the floor!" byan pinta.

"Just sleep! I won't touch you, there's nothing I can touch, after all it's just one night. Tomorrow we're going to Jakarta."

Byan grunting. Inevitably he shifted then began to prepare for sleep. "Just look at you, I'll definitely avenge every single thing you've done to me. You also dare to call me boncel because I'm short. Don't call me Byan if you won't lick your own spit. I'll make you bend your knees to me."

"Sleep!" brian said as if he could see that Byan was kamit in his heart.

"Ikh amit-amit, you're really terrible Om!"

Brian did not respond to Byan's remarks. He chose to go to bed early because he had to recharge his energy for tomorrow.

"I'd better keep my distance from this snot boy" Brian murmured inwardly.