Adult Male Love Prisoner
CHAPTER 121 - Revenge

"Michael."

A few days after returning home from the hospital, Keyvan's voice slowly returned. Although it is not that good, but it is not really mute like yesterday. This is inseparable from the role of Mikhayla who takes care of her husband in various ways.

"Yes ... What, Honey? still sick?"

Very sweet, if treated as well as this it seems like Keyvan is willing to be sickly. The man smiled warmly when the wife approached him to bed, not yet the actual time to sleep. But since yesterday, Keyvan has been more comfortable lazing around.

"No, please bring me the orange .. My hand is not up, dear," Keyvan pinta pointed to the basket of fruit that was deliberately placed on the nightstand since the man's throat was not fine.

Because Keyvan was still sick and even his voice sounded hoarse, Mikhayla just took it for granted and did not think that at this time Keyvan was taking advantage of the situation. The man commented with a smile when Mikhayla handed the orange fruit that looked tempting.

"Peel, Khay .. I'm still limp."

"Just a minute."

She did not suspect at all why her husband had turned spoiled. He thought it was only natural because usually the papa will be more spoiled than this if he was sick. What's more the cause of Keyvan not having a voice is him, obviously Mikhayla feels himself to be in charge.

It did not stop there, even after Keyvan was ready to still ask Mikhayla for help to bribe him. Wanting to be angry but unable, the man chuckled inwardly when he saw the wife who was unusually patient to face her desires at will.

At first it seemed ordinary, Mikhayla was feeding the husband as she should. Until arriving when he feeds Keyvan using his mouth, things he has never done but Keyvan likes to accept it.

"Why is this all of a sudden?" asked Keyvan then, does not mean not like it but indeed Mikhayla often do sweet things unexpectedly.

"Question only, Alka dul_"

"What's? You two ever do this kind of thing?" asked Keyvan suddenly woke up removing oranges that had just entered his mouth, for whatever sake he did not like it if equated with the little boy.

"Ever asked me this, but I never wanted to .. it was fun."

Keyvan habits show excessive reactions when the truth is uncertain. "You're lying, aren't you?" asked Keyvan as if deliberately looking for a commotion when it was answered as it should.

"What lie, I'm being honest."

Keyvan's question made Mikhayla rise in blood, tonight she had no intention of bickering at all. The rest of the oranges he was still holding Mikhayla accidentally put at once into Keyvan's mouth until the man almost choked.

"Michai!! How polite are you?" keyvan asked after removing oranges from his mouth, just a few minutes ago his wife did sweet and now changed as fast as that.

"They make emotions, I've answered honestly still also said to be lying so."

"I'm just making sure I shouldn't be rude, honey ... What if I choke? You forget, my voice is out like this because of who? Because of you, Khayla."

For the first time Keyvan has done so. Whether a defense or indeed an expression of anger, Mikhayla was clearly made to be extraordinary.

"Malah extended ... why did you discuss yesterday's problems? Then it's wrong on your own why scream like that?"

Since when did Mikhayla want to lose, even dealing with Mikhail alone he was able to. Now, Keyvan suddenly made him angry. In fact, she is indeed pregnant and of course the influence of the hormone is extraordinary.

"Whatever you are, if your request is not as varied as yesterday I pas_ aaawwh, Khay?"

Upset because Keyvan was suddenly chatty, Mikhayla made Keyvan silenced when it belonged to Keyvan he held from behind his pants. Not only did it stop there, Mikhayla eroded the distance and kissed the husband's lips many times. Not only made silent, Keyvan was even made to barely breathe with the actions of his wife.

"Michayla?"

"Why? Continue to be angry, I accept .. be angry as you please, dear."

Trust me Keyvan was even made to forget the land. Under these circumstances how could he be angry again, Keyvan grabbed the nape of Mikhayla's neck and scooped the wife's tiny lips so deeply. A few minutes ago they fought, now the two are fighting mechanics and showing each other real tongue-licking skills.

The small debate that had dominated the room, now turned into a speech that came out between the two of them. Keyvan, who could not stop just by kissing, had started unbuttoning his pajamas, without thinking Mikhayla did the same thing and the two actually continued the war in other ways.

In the middle of Keyvan has been lulled so deep and hers increasingly stiffened, Mikhayla away just like that when Keyvan is wearing now only short cellana only. "Khai? What the .... Ays!! Khayla?!!"

"Otherwise? Don't you stop getting angry?" asked Khayla to get out of bed and pick up her clothes, Keyvan who is still lying clearly upset even his pain went up to the crown.

"Stop what? Khayla, what kind of revenge are you taking?" asked Keyvan in panic. It's true if it's played right. Keyvan's property is difficult so crowded and can not be conditioned anymore, the wife may be about to pass.

"Which "revenge? I forgot."

"Don't pretend to be foolish, responsibility now" Keyvan said, looking at him sharply but Mikhayla only stuck out her tongue and managed to make her husband rise in blood.

"What the hell, don't touch me yeah."

"How dare I not walk in the morning?" keyvan asked in a threatening tone but did not scare Mikhayla in the least, casually covering Keyvan's face with his pajamas. "Sleep there, don't get angry and get old soon .. later on when our children go to school you think his grandfather will be embarrassed," he said, chuckling incessantly.

"You're taunting me? Your mistake tonight is many times, Khayla .. don't think you can sleep well," he said pulled the wife to fall on his body.

- To Be Continue -