Beautiful Lecturer Belongs to the President
Chapter 85

The sky had just changed color, even though the sun was shining, but it was not enough to warm the entire city. Today it can be said the weather is quite bright, thin clouds soaring adorn the sky, even though the temperature is only five degrees, and without the chirping of birds.

Kia woke up earlier than usual, stretching before finally leaving the room, passing through a 20-inch blue suitcase placed near the door. The night after he closed the door, Kennteh called him, giving him good news about the holiday. No hayal, the look of his face looks very bright when he wakes up in the morning.

A cup of latte is just ready, complete with a pan and a pot laid out on the table. He snapped at the curtains, stood holding the cup, occasionally sipping on its contents.

Having just spent half a latte, the doorbell sounded clear.

“Who?” inner Kia was curious. As he recalled, the appointment with Kenneth was at nine, and now it's still six. Kia hurriedly opened the door.

A man wearing a courier jacket, stood in front of him with a paper bag.

“Miss Kia, any package for you?”

“Package? From whom?” tanyakanya.

“Here it says Mr. L, Miss.”

Kia fell silent, guessing who Mr. L. His hands looked doubtful as he received the large paper bag from the courier. Even so, the paper bag still ended up in his hands. He took her inside and peeked at the contents at a glance. It took him a few minutes, until he put his hand inside and pulled the black box from there and directly opened it.

Seen a dress that folded neatly, on it tucked a slip of a letter. Kia hurriedly opened it, out of curiosity.

“Beautiful dress, for my beautiful lover.” A sign, Mr. Lee.

Short, solid and clear. His mind was immediately fixed on a man. Tall, slender, and dashing. Only the man confidently considered her a lover, without waiting for the woman's approval.

Kia hurriedly picked up the phone and connected it. Make sure that the dress was indeed sent by her.

“Kennt ..” The tone that came out was a little hesitant and sad, making the interlocutor think a no-no.

“Why? There are still two hours left, you've missed until your tone is so?”

“Descendants of ancestors!”

Kia's forehead shriveled hearing such an answer. But he had to hold back his swearing so that important discussions were not missed.

“Morning someone sent me a dress. It says ‘loverku’. Is that yours?”

“Not! I don't wear a dress!”

His frown increased again, this time he completely lost his temper. Roughly, he replied, “Oh, if so I throw it away!”

“So, if it's from me, you want to wear it. If not, you throw it away? Kia, you really like me a lot, huh?”

Kia's face was flushed red, her eyeballs bulged almost out and folded her lower lip quickly. He could no longer speak, interrupt or refute Kenneth's words.

“Damn you!” Kia keep the phone away and scold it, “Shoppers!” Before finally ending the call.

He threw the phone on the couch. His face was still red. Shame, mixed with annoyance, maybe like that which could be drawn on his face. Highlight his eyes inadvertently caught the object on the table. The box that was already open, contained a dress from Mr. L. He took a dress, stuck it to his body and stood in front of the mirror.

One corner of her lips lifted, staring at her reflection that looked quite beautiful.

“Kan is beautiful?” Kia murmured in praise of herself.

Othor KO abis paksin 😷😷

kalean who has been vaccinated, how does it feel???

Next chapter, try it tonight. May othor dapet wangsit meatballs, chicken noodles, satay, padang rice. Let be strong for ticking 😴😴