The Brutal Young Master's Wedding
113. The honeymoon 2

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"Darling you could cook?" Ask Gita between the sidelines when Jasson washes the dishes.

"Can.."

"Correct?"

"Yes, boil some water, and throw away." Said laughing.

"You, yeah, SD kids can do that."

"You don't know me!" Jasson said while staring at Gita for a moment.

"I can't believe you can cook eggs with drinking water."

"Don't believe?"

"No."

"Okeh, I'll make breakfast tomorrow."

"Okeh, but really yes!"

"Mmmm"

"Feed.." Masakin's husband, can't he? batin Gita geleng.

Finally washing the wash finally broke down as well.

After the plate was neatly arranged in place Jasson washed his hands and then wiped it dry.

"Darling down on me!" Gita Pinta. Because the chair is quite high, fear of falling and even dangerin dede baby.

Jasan walked closer.

Gita immediately spread her hands and jumped towards Jasson.

Happ fortunately caught.

"Darling!! Why jump when you fall!! If there's something the same baby?!"

"And there's a father ready to nolongin." Reply gita smile sweetly.

While releasing his embrace from Jasson's neck.

"Nobody hurts, right? You're making me worry.." Jasaon holds Gita's belly and switches on Gita's cheek.

"I'm fine, baby, too." Gita again made an arm around Jasson's neck.

"Darling, why are you so handsome?" Said Gita who saw Jasson suddenly shining.

Especially when washing the dishes Jasson's hand muscles are very cool because he only uses plain white shirts with short sleeves. His athletic body also excites the desire of a Brigitta Yarzar.

"Why? Where have you been all this time? I have been handsome since birth. You just realized? Cih." denggus Jasson was upset.

Hum, Gita looked at Jasson with her eyes narrowed.

"Why not take it?" Look at Jasson grinning.

"No, you're very handsome."

Jasson felt weird, Gita's kind of like this.

"Darling, carry me dong!" Pinta Gita was still holding her husband's neck.

Jasson who hugged Gita's waist just stared at Gita intensely.

"Where are you going?"

"Ih, you. At this time the temple is insensitive. We're here anyway!" Upset Gita.

"Your tumben is aggressive." Jasson. Actually she was happy when Gita first teased her.

Gita kissed Jasson's lips. He wants to give you a code, if he wants to.

Why be quiet, why not be answered!

Jasaon is deliberately silent and does not reply he wants to know how aggressive his wife and how much struggle to get what he wants.

"Darling, carry me. I'm going upstairs. Come on..."

"Okeh well I'll follow." said Jasson relaxed and directly riding Gita ala bridal style.

Gita's smile spread wide on the way to the room she kept a smile smiling looking at her husband's face, she also occasionally stole a kiss on the cheek. Jasson endured laughter as well as passion.

Feeling neglected at last Gita just kept quiet and continued to enjoy the sling and face of her husband.

Climb the stairs and open the door.

"Where are you going?"

Ask Jasson.

"Impressions there." Show Gita to the bed.

Jasson was smiling.

Put the Gita there slowly until it is in a sitting position.

"Why can't this be done, dear." Jasson stared at Gita who was still embracing her neck tightly.

Not sensitive or what? Inner Gita

"If I don't want to?" Gita even tightened her embrace. Jasson sat next to Gita.

"I want to change clothes, let go. You also change clothes, it's not good to wear these clothes when you sleep." Jasson let go of Gita's embrace.

Gita was upset.

Patient affection patient inner Jasson grimacing.

Jasson was eager to laugh but was put on hold and instead went to change his clothes.

"Iihh, even go right. Husband is insensitive!! Aaah, why the hell. I'm the gini." Gita put her body on the bed.

"Surprisingly, why am I being so aggressive." Gita scratched his head.

"Baby you yes, that seduced mama." Accuse gita of touching her stomach.

Gita if you want to tell me why give the code that is not clear.

Before long Jasson came out in his sleeping pajamas.

"Darling, that. Get changed!" Jasson sat next to Gita. Gita held out her hand.

"Help." Produce.

Jasson just rattled but wanted to too. He helps Gita sit with gentleness.

Finally, Gita went into the dressing room.

Open that closet.

"Oh, amazing.." Gita instead of bersedik even smiled widely.

"You helped me." Said Gita staring wonderfully at the sleeping clothes hanging there. Of course she chose the most clothes ... And trans...

Gita laughed to herself. After putting on those clothes and staring at her reflection in the mirror.

"You're really out of your mind, Brigitta. Do you want meng..goda your husband." But isn't that what I want? it doesn't matter if you've been here already.would want a honeymoon.. Gita chuckles.

He twisted his body to see how

..ksi his body in the mirror reflection.even though it was a little distended but in fact it makes his body more beautiful especially after he was pregnant his buttocks look wide and his chest as well.

Wow

"I've been like _. Oh no, no. This is not wrong. It is not halal if you dress like this in front of your husband. So you're innocent dong. Okeh baby we'll show you if your papa still wants to ignore your really good mama?" Gita said to herself in front of the mirror.

He opened the door slowly, ah shit. Look at Jasson lying down and now turning his back to this door.

"Gosh, why can't you wait. Is she asleep?" Gita opened the door wide and closed it. Walk closer to the bed. Go upstairs. And turned his head to look at Jasaon. Who lay down on that side.

"Have you slept? That's fast." Gita's grumpy look at Jasson closed her eyes.

Gita justifies his position and sits behind Jasaon who is on his back.

He smiled and had an idea. She laid her body down and wrapped her husband's body.

"Darling, are you asleep?" There's no answer. Gita gets closer to her body.

"Honey, I want." he said memelasir.

Aah.

"Sad...." Gita mengo the wobbling gkan jasson body to wake up.

Actually Jasson had not slept earlier he just laid his body eh instead heard the gita go up to the mattress immediately deh he pura meram.

He wants to see the action of a Brigitta.

"He's really sleeping?" Gita smiled at what was in her brain.

He pulled out a little jasson shirt slowly.

"I'm sorry." Whispers slowly. Smiling wickedly.

"You're really cool. Your body is amazing." Said slowly.

"Sleep, I just want to hold this. Just for a second." His words again.

Because it was a little difficult, Gita finally sat back down. He fumbled Jasson's chest that spec. The bread was already in his hand.

Gita gave a small laugh in fear of Jasaon waking up she thought.

He who is not able to see how the shape can only aba. Because jasanon is sloping. Just try if he lay on his back he will be more savage to observe the torn bread.

Gita further raised her hand until the chest of the field she stroked elus.

Jasson had been able to endure this ordeal. Even hers downstairs was already tense because of Gita's actions.

Tired of enjoying it, Gita finally intended to stop the movement of the ladder, he took out his ladder from the torn bread slowly closed the shirt slowly. But not to mention he let go of the ladder Jasson's hand first blocked the ladder.

"You say what, dear!" Mampus.

"Ah? Em, a-I?" Gita nervous plush shock!! Caught wet!

Jasaon turned around and stretched.

To be continued 🌷

The truth for this part was yesterday

but rejected because it contains 21+ so difficult guys...

this wants to be tried up if not if it can not be replaced

this has been cut loh🤫🤣

so if the word is a bit separated or in the wrong salahin it is intentionally yes

See you at the next part..

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