ALICE THE MAGIC ANGEL
Episode 47's
Alice heads to the bathroom to take a shower, unexpectedly she finds------
On the dresser has been displayed a variety of skin care products, there is also a Victorian-style clothing suit which is a limited edition product from the brand C.
In addition, underwear is also prepared with complete, the size is right, there are also pads of various types.
Alice hid her face....
He felt a little embarrassed, but also happy.
The cold man started to soften, really making people unable to hold back.
After washing his face and brushing his teeth, he twisted his long hair high, forming a ponytail, he did not wear that fancy dress, instead wearing Andrew Wijaya's slightly extended white shirt, showing a pair of straight, white and soft legs.
He put on his sandals and went downstairs.
The woman went to the kitchen first, she brewed herself cereal with milk for herself, then started cooking lunch for Andrew Wijaya.
He did not plan on cooking a fancy meal, he made a simple egg fried rice, plus a bowl of gambas soup cooked with dried shrimp.
A very home-made menu, but it can be explained, the man must have not eaten such dishes for a long time.
“Hready done cooking?”
Her sexy low voice sounded closer.
Alice turned her head, surprised: “Ah, why don't you get dressed?”
Andrew Wijaya laughs in a low voice : “How can I not wear?”
“You, you...." Alice raised her hand over her face, but still peeked at her from between the fingers, “You went swimming?”
“Yes, wait for your period to finish we swim together.” Andrew Wijaya's waist was wrapped in a white towel, his abdominal muscles tight and clear, faintly visible line of his lower abdomen.”
From between her fingers Alice saw water droplets flowing from her chest down to somewhere in her towel, not realizing that she had also noticed the water droplets moving downhill.
“If you want to see, look freely.” Andrew Wijaya clasped the woman's wrist, pulling her hand down.
“Do not want to see!” Alice closed her eyes as fast as lightning.
“Sup in the pot is already boiling.” Andrew Wijaya reminded him.
“Ah?” Alice turned.
“Uh.... cunning...” tipped.
“Your body is fragrant.” The man kissed her, his thin lips exploring, rubbing against the side of her neck.
“What I use is your soap and shampoo.” the back of his waist rests on the kitchen table, squeezed by the man, “Enough, my waist aches.”.
Andrew Wijaya raised his waist, his big palm rubbed his waist, took it off temporarily, “Wait a few more days, I'll ‘clean you’ in earnest.”
Alice is a little shy: “You hurry up and change clothes, after that get off and eat.”
Andrew Wijaya looked at the white shirt on the woman's body, looked at her from head to toe, then asked: “Have I prepared a new shirt, why not wear it? Don't like?”
Alice tilted her head, thought for a moment, then replied: “I like a white shirt like a guy friend, because..”.
They both stared at each other, then smiled mischievously “This shirt makes my girlfriend real.”
What he meant was the shirt he wore after the rain while in the car.
At that time he was not his girlfriend.
“Ya, congratulations on the success of your appeal.” Andrew Wijaya mocked him.
“Apaan! It was clearly you who begged for me to divorce.” Alice sneered, affirming, “If calculated correctly, you're the one chasing me.”
Her pouty lips, pink in color, shiny and damp, like she was teasing silently.
Andrew Wijaya's gaze dimmed, unable to bear, then lowered his head to kiss him once more.
Her kiss was always full of vigor, plus the fact she had not been able to devour the woman completely overnight, it was really hard to stem her cravings.
“Andrew .... Uh...”
Under ‘seizure’nya so powerful, Alice's legs relax if not hugged him tightly, do not rule out the possibility he will fall down.
“Sit here.” Andrew Wijaya flanked his waist, with one lift, sat him down on the table, immediately lowered his head and kissed him again ferociously.