A Roof Without Love
raise your "Dear" clothes"
As soon as he arrived at the door of Ghanem's study, Violet stood and stared at the domineering cream-colored door leaf.
the girl again took her breath slowly, She knocked for a moment but there was no reply, long enough.
In the end he held the tray with his left hand and tried to slowly slide the door knob with his right hand.
Neat, clean and as quiet as without occupants.
That was the first impression Violet felt when she first opened the door, Violet slowly circled around the room.
There are no living creatures there, but seeing a laptop that is still on and a pile of paper and documents scattered on the table is enough to indicate if there is someone there.
Violet continued to walk inside, focusing on carrying her noodle bowl, and could be seen smoke still billowing there, indicating how hot the noodles were at the moment.
But who would have thought from his right side suddenly Ghanem came turning around while talking to someone from his cellphone
Buggg
Huhhh?.
Violet.
The man hit himself and.
Ohhh God's.
Instantly his noodle bowl was a bit of a whiff from the top of the domineering tray of dark brown and...
his gravy instantly spilled snatching violet's belly.
Instantly the heat and pain hit his stomach.
Fortunately, the noodles did not spill all.
"Akhhh hot"
Violet grimaced, trying to resist the look and bowl of her noodles from falling to the floor.
Ghanem was immediately shocked when he realized who had entered and who he had hit just now.
The man thought the housemaid's aunt, usually she was not that careless, after receiving the call she immediately turned around without remembering anyone knocking on the door just now.
When Ghanem's hand grabbed the tray filled with noodles, he immediately placed the tray on the table on his left side where there was a table and sofa chair there.
Then the man hurriedly came back closer to the violet.
Suddenly Ghanem raised Violet's body towards the nightstand.
"Akhich.."
The girl was suffocated, quite surprised at how easily the man lifted her body.
Ghanem immediately reached into the nightstand drawer, looking for something there, he could see how deft the man was at the moment.
The handsome face looked so panicked and moved hurriedly looking for something.
A split second later Ghanem got something in his hand.
A salap.
"Get your clothes"
Ghanem said quickly, then the man grabbed the tissue and tried to clean the sauce in the nightgown.
Violet was definitely stuck.
Raise it? she was only wearing a slumber dress, without shorts, did she have to show her lower body that only used a piece of cloth covering on the man?.
...Just visual...
...(.(.Imagine well makkkðŸ¤ðŸ¤ðŸ˜œðŸ˜œðŸ˜‚)...
"It'll leave a mark if we don't treat it immediately"
Said the man quickly.
"Ma.pi..."
Violet was clearly confused, her stomach felt hot and poignant, but lifting her dress was definitely not a good choice.
How could he have done that in front of the man?.
"I'll treat her myself"
Violet said softly, trying to grasp her dress slowly.
"Honey this will leave a trace of red, bruised and scarred if not applied immediately"
Said the man quickly without turning his head towards Violet, she immediately tried to find something back inside the nightstand.
A.pa? sa... honey?.
Hearing the man call out to her with words of affection, At once the violet's face reddened in embarrassment.
"Am I just gonna cut it?"
Ask Ghanem slowly.
"Yes?"
Instantly Violet rounded her eyeballs.
His shocked and heat-stomached feeling smashed into one.
"Let me do it"
Violet said slowly.
Instead of answering Violet Ghanem instead asked.
"You cooked the noodles?"
"Hmmm"
Violet nodded slowly.
"Let me treat you, that looks fair isn't it? my wife cooks, I'll treat her"
Instantly hearing Ghanem's words Violet's face turned red from embarrassment and her head suddenly became dizzy for no apparent reason.
Unexpectedly Ghanem slowly raised his dress, the instant Violet regressed her body, suddenly her body brushed for no apparent reason.
Tung.gu first.