School Prince, my Love Slave
First meeting
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The clock ticked at 10:35 but Kimy could not close his eyes at all. He tilted his body to the left, it just so happened that Agra was also in a position tilted to the right, only that the man was asleep maybe because he was too tired.
The sound of the bed creaking sounded as Kimy tried to get up, bringing along his thick blanket He walked up to the long sofa that Agra was sleeping on.
Kimy unfurled the blanket he carried onto Agra's body, leaving only his neck and head visible.
His brownish hair dangled as soon as he lowered his face to stare at Agra's plain-looking face, not as usual which always displayed his sweet smile or not as it used to be which always displayed his flat face.
Surely God created it when he was smiling to be seen from wherever Agra always looks charming, strangely the wound on his face makes him more handsome.
This reminds her of her first meeting with Agra.
Flashback Off
The scorching sun makes Kimy undo his intention to follow other new students who will carry out MPLS activities filled with speeches of the OSIS, which is also very important,
It takes a while, especially Kimy is weakest if he is in the sun for hours.
So with her genius brain Kimy sneaks in between the members of the OSIS and flees to the Library.
In addition to the coolest place, here is also available Wife who is smoothly victorious, let alone try less?
Just wanted to find a seat He was surprised by a human sex male who was sleeping soundly with his hands folded on the table.
At first Kimy thought that it was one of the upperclassmen that he was even preparing to escape, but when he intended to leave a book fell from the table he slept on.
Maybe it was the book he had read before, with high curiosity Kimy picked up the book.
ENCYCLOPEDIA
Just reading the title Kimy already felt dizzy, he seemed to be an extraordinarily smart student. Kimy flipped through the book until something fell off one of the pages.
Again the curious Kimy again picked up a piece of paper that fell to the floor, and,
The Faras Agrata.
I've loved you for a long time, but I'm afraid to reveal it. Wait for me tomorrow behind the school garden.
"Eh? Love letter," Kimy shuddered in amusement with the words strung together in the letter.
Gosh darn. Which girl sent this letter, did she come from the middle ages? Not that now the technology has been sophisticated, just click has been sent.
Kimy shook his head in an inexhaustible manner, may the girl who wrote this be enlightened soon.
Shh..
Afraid of Kimy's problems quickly hiding under the table, the man got up from his seat and picked up the book that Kimy had previously written.
Kimy smothered his mouth so as not to make the slightest sound, to slowly the pair of shoes wrapped in shoes left the table where he was hiding.
Making sure it was safe, Kimy came out of hiding. From a distance Kimy can see on the neck of the man there is a black ribbon that is used specifically for new students.
Angrily Kimy hit the air, ignoring the people who started to see him strangely. If you know that he does not need to be tortured to hide under the table, then he must hide under the table,
But thanks to his absurd behavior he realized something was off.
His love letter is still in his hands.
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If you remember the incident Kimy always laughed, but this time he refrained from blowing up his laughter, not wanting to disturb his big baby.
Kimy intended to return to his bed, but because the pajamas his Agra-size servant bought did not match his short legs,
His feet stepped on the bottom of the pajamas, unable to balance his body Kimy tried to reach for anything that could help him from freefall, Damn it Kimy could only feel the wind.
Her tiny body just fell right on the side of Agra who was asleep, Kimy's breathing roar seemed still vying.
Fortunately his body did not fall on top of the man's body, Kimy turned to see if Agra was disturbed by the sound of his fall.
Kimy grimaces in his heart, stuck in a situation like this in Agra's sleep state, She feels like a perverted girl who likes to look for opportunities.
Trying to move slowly, Kimy wanted to get up from the Sofa. Agra moved slowly to make Kimy back silent as if to be a statue,
Kimy did not think that Agra was moving to hug her body tightly, her legs locking the movement away from her. Kimy's like Agra's life roll.
It felt like Kimy wanted to scream as loud as possible, but the one that was able to come out of his lips was just a small mutter.
He regretted having approached the sleeping lion, if this is how he bothered himself.
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The light entering his retina distracted him from his deep sleep. Kimy got up from the Sofa, Agra was still asleep but did not hug her anymore.
Eh?! So this means he slept with her, on this narrow sofa?
Did he accidentally touch something last night? Kimy so thought, what is the chest of his field or his lips?
Kimy patted his cheeks trying to drive away the dirty thoughts that perched on his head.
Kimy quickly got up from the sofa, then stepped into the bathroom. He needs to clear his mind.
Five minutes later Kimy came out of the bathroom, Agra was still in position.
Kimy approached her while gently rubbing her face with a towel, and,
He's sleeping what's dead anyway?
Kimy shrugged both shoulders as if answering his own question, He hung up the towel he was wearing and then stepped out of the room.
His feet went down the stairs that led directly to the lower floor, the condition of the Villa was very quiet, maybe the workers still did not come.
Kimy searched the kitchen, not far from the stairs. The natural-style kitchen keeps his eyes fresh instantly.
Especially when checking the condition of the refrigerator, full of cooking ingredients is also a snack. Enjoy what else you say.
His brain immediately responded quickly, but before that he smacked the origin of his long hair.
Kimy began to put the necessary ingredients into the pantry, he will make Pancakes and special salad-style Kitchen Kim.
Actually he was not so good, even Camelia always forbade him to enter the kitchen for fear that he would mess up his favorite place.
But Kimy also always watch cooking shows broadcast by television stations in China, according to Kimy cooking shows conducted by people with porcelain white skin were very satisfied.
The twitching of his hands and the nape area that felt tingling because the hot breath touched the surface of his neck skin, making Kimy's activities stop.
"What cooking?"
His voice should have been ordinary, but since the man had just woken up his voice sounded heavier than usual.
Kimy warned that his heart rate was not too fast to beat, he was really nervous to be in this intimate position.
"P-pancake, same salad."
As drowsiness still prevailed, Kimy's soft voice caused him to fall back to sleep on the girl's shoulders.
The soft snoring that sounded made Kimy exhale deeply, did anyone sleep while standing up like this?
Using his left hand still clean of flour, Kimy stroked the man's jet-black hair.
"Agra, sleep in the room huh.. I'm having a hard time moving, you know" he persuaded.
"Temenins..." The whimper that sounded like a child made Kimy glanced sharply at the face that was on his shoulders.
"Don't be weird!" His cynic.
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