Beautiful Lecturer Belongs to the President
Chapter 108

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...Kia Pov's...

📩 You ignored me, Honey.

The message was in my head for a while. To be honest, it was a bit of a distraction to my concentration when teaching. Previously, we were both committed to maintaining relationships while on campus. Only, the man continued to disturb my thoughts.

Hah, you maniac husband!

I just got out of class even though class wasn't completely finished yet. Try to find cool air in early spring and neutralize the contents of the head filled with its silly shadows. Just walked a few steps from class. Something suddenly grabbed my hand, leading me into an empty classroom.

There are warm breaths, which blend in with the cold air in early spring. Suddenly greeting the almost frozen face. The familiar figure of the man, standing before me with the sweetest smile. Gives a thick red scarf that is directly wrapped around the neck.

"Winter is just over, but the air is still enough to make your lips turn blue. Why don't you wear a coat or scarf when you're out of class?" he said with sharp eyes towards me.

It is true that he said, just came out a few steps, my lips were already stiff. Not strong enough to move and answer his questions. In just a split second, the two hands moved to the cheeks. Then, a soft boneless tongue, barged in without warning into the mouth. Carry something warm, and melt half-frozen lips.

He always had a charm, which made me forget a lot of things. Including the location where we are now. 

Oh, ****!

I hurriedly pushed her body back a few steps. "It's still on campus!" lirihku tried to suppress the voice so as not to be heard from outside.

"Let's go home then" he said casually.

"Pu-home?" Disappointed. "Ken, we've agreed from the beginning. On campus, I'm a lecturer, and you're a student!"

His breath was clearly heard in the ears. He put his hand in his pocket while looking down. Her behavior like this, reminds me of Jenny while sulking. Yes, exactly the same, like a 3-year-old boy who was not bought a toy.

"You have one more class. Quickly go, I wait for you, so we can go home together," I persuaded him.

He looked at me with his round eyes, then smiled for a while and stepped forward. "Jenny's waiting at home, you go home. I still have business after class" he said, rubbing his cheeks with his warm hands.

"Where?" manya curious.

Instead of getting a satisfactory answer, he drowned his tongue in my mouth for a few seconds. Then, the lips moved to kiss the forehead. 

"Finding a living for you and our son" he explained briefly. "Have lunch before you go home, and be careful when you drive." 

The kiss landed back on both cheeks, before he finally left me in class alone. For some reason, his behavior always managed to make my smile come off just like that.

"Huh! It's hot!" My village felt the temperature around it getting a little hot. 

Crazy anyway, I could have made kasmaran the same snot boy like him. Though only given a kiss and the words gombalan ala crocodile butts from the land of bamboo.

How can?

Surely the culture is already in training, until it can be so good. Yes, definitely!

Where are the crocodiles?

Readers kangen nih, Crocodile. Sampe forgot his story 🤣🤣

Control Othor until it's over!!