The Trait of Love The Player
Jealous

Yasmine breastplated saw Elvier in the middle of polishing in such a way by a make up artist. But it wanted to feel Yasmine brushed off the itchy hands of the gully man from her husband's face as the man in the side of the fray continued to tease his man, but Yasmine with all her might held back that the heels she was wearing right now were holding in place.

'Hold Yas, this is your risk of becoming the wife of the supermodel. Thick is the heart, eyes, and ears.' Yasmine murmured in the heart.

"It's over, please wear your clothes, handsome sir." said the gentleman.

"Or you want me to tire-,"

"I want that woman to help me, don't let anyone in!" elvier.

One corner of her eyes glanced at Yasmine, who was silent in silence while stalling a smile. Yasmine knew which woman Elvier was referring to, so without waiting in the sahara desert ben*cong to speak to her, she got up and approached Elvier.

Even Yasmine was seen rolling her shirt arm up to the elbow, the 164 centi meter woman standing behind the Second Prince's body that was transformed into the supermodel.

"Can I help you, Mr Handsome?" yasmine said following the style of the gleaming man.

Both of her hands rested on the sturdy shoulder of her husband, the thin lips as red as cherry just keep expanding, making Elvier also infected with his smile. The man in the ash-shirt turned his head, with a single pull Elvier managed to carry Yasmine onto his lap.

"You jealous?" asked Elvier, The Supermodel smiled amusedly looking at Yasmine's forehead wrinkled.

But the gelatinous smile faded when he saw Yasmine laughing amusedly, a small laugh but Elvier knew that Yasmine was currently sneering at him through her laughter.

"I? jealous of ben*cong desert? oh my God El, look at his beard I am am ticklish what else until jealous, nope!" hatch Yasmine.

He was not jealous of the gentleman just wanted to throw heels to his face, Yasmine was just amused to see Elvier loved ben*cong desert sand, nothing more.

"Alright," said Elvier flatly.

Even the man took Yasmine down from his lap, Elvier got up and walked towards the make up room and change. Yasmine who was still standing in her place just stared in wonder, her husband is why? is there something wrong with his words? He right? why be jealous of that gurgling man, unless Elvier was held in his hands by another woman, he would be jealous half to death.

Yasmine turned her shoulders indifferently, the woman immediately caught up with Elvier in the shooting room. Yasmine is seen wearing Elvier's jacket, which the man accidentally took off, before changing into a costume.

But the movement of his hand stopped when he saw the pose of Elvier and Marinka, the position of the two of them looks so close and tight. Why did they start? elvier's feelings just came out of the dressing room?

Can't be allowed!

Yasmine tightened both her jaws, although this was a professionality of work but the burning heat in her heart was not as professional as her husband's career.

And it seems like Elvier has yet to realize Yasmine's whereabouts there, or maybe the man was on purpose?

While Marinka increasingly widen the smile when getting a pose quite challenging with Elvier. Even without hesitation Marinka wrapped her hands around Elvier's neck, making their faces only a few centi meters away.

On the other hand Yasmine had squeezed the tight end of the jacket she was wearing, her hands were itching to throw the 9 centi meter heels that she was wearing to the face of the Egyptian Mummi.

Yasmine's hands clenched tightly when she saw Elvier silently not rejecting Marinka, it seemed like the annoying man was deliberately making Yasmine jealous.

Because she could not stand it anymore, Yasmine chose to leave the shooting room. That's when Elvier looks panicked, she thinks Yasmine will show her bar attitude to Marinka. But it turned out that reality did not match his expectations, the woman chose to leave the shooting room just like that.

Bruk!

"Aawww, my God, what are you hey where are you going, Vier?!" marinka's shriek was heard clearly as Elvier pushed his body away.

The tall man immediately ran out, Elvier did not care about the call of Marinka and the Photographer. Even as he passed through Burak, Elvier spoke nothing making the bloody Turkish man stare in surprise.

"Where is he going? didn't he ask me to buy food for the Princess?" mumbling wonder.

Burak raised his shoulders indifferently, the curly-haired man again continued his steps towards the shooting room. While Elvier was made dizzy seven circumference when he lost track of Yasmine.

Elvier is very sure that the Princess is angry with him, but he really hopes Yasmine shows her jealousy there earlier.

"Arrgh, shit!" furious Elvier.

It seems like the list in making Yasmine jealous of Elvier annihilating from her list of pranks, she will not use that child attitude again from today on.

"Jeez Mine, where are you Baby?!" murmured frustrated Elvier, when he never found any trace of the Princess.

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