Companion To Paris
[ Extra Part ] Can't survive

After meeting with business associates from the Candika family, Paris wants to join Biema to the office. Biema is no problem. He was happy. His wife's presence made him more excited. That's what he thinks. But reality is not like that.

Now, Biema is working on something on the computer. He sat far away from Paris who was sitting on the sofa. Paris is eating yogurt. His little wife brought all the food she bought when she left here. Good food for pregnant women of course.

The thin lips moved. Then the tongue licks the yogurt attached to the top of the spoon. Then he picked up the young mango and chewed it slowly.

The lips ... as if they were teasing me. Damnit.  What was I thinking just now? Biema shook her head with her brain thinking strangely just now.

Biema is back to work on the computer. But again he was disturbed by the sigh of Paris. Actually not******, Paris Only is holding the sour taste of mangoes that have been cut and packed using plastic wrapping special food.

Biema's eyeballs were closed to withstand the turmoil in her body.

A shadow of passion will appear when Paris accompanies him in the office, scum. Not the spirit that appears, it is strange thoughts that lead often appear.

"Darling ...," call Biema finally can't bear to not talk to his wife.

"Yes?" sahut Paris looked towards her husband. This woman is licking a yogurt spoon. Biema swallow.

"What's so good about eating yogurt?" ask Biema weirdly.

Paris opened her eyes. "He-eh" said Paris, smiling happily. Biema was silent for a moment. "Eh, you want to? I'm bribe?" fresh Paris who was aware her husband wanted to eat yogurt too. "Do you want to eat something else?" Paris offered him all the food he had bought.

"Can." Biema.

"Don't. Let me go there." Paris extended her hand in front to prevent Biema from standing up. He's going there.

Paris approached with some food to her husband's table. Keeping the yogurt in his hand, he twisted and arrived at the side of Biema who was sitting.

"Come, open your mouth." Paris spooned the yogurt to feed on her husband's mouth. Biema opened her mouth and tasted the yogurt that had entered her mouth. "Where? Yummy, right?" ask Paris while feeding a spoonful of yogurt to her mouth too.

Paris smiled at her husband. Paris's hand stopped scooping, he looked up into the yogurt cup, it turned out that it was gone. Paris put it on the table. Replace with other foods.

At that time, Biema pulled his wife's body slowly. Until Paris fell on his lap.

"Hey," cried Paris as he glanced. Biema smile. Then he kissed her back and sniffed the scent of Paris. Paris' body squirmed for a moment. "What is this, baby?" ask Paris in surprise.

"I want to hug you."

"Why all of a sudden?" ask Paris to get up.

"Stay like this" Biema whispered, holding Paris' body in her lap.

"Like this?" tanya Paris pointed at their provocative pose.

"Yes." Yeah."

Biema began to pout Paris' lips. The lips began to move from the chin down. Although she refused, Paris actually enjoyed all the kisses. But then he realized something.

"Mmm .. dear," call Paris. Because his lips were on his wife's body, Biema only replied with a soft growl.

"mm?"

"You know we're in the office now? Ahhh ... " Paris flinched as Biema took a small bite and made a trail over her front body. "Maybe you forgot that you're still at work. Oh, Biem ..." Paris could no longer retreat holding Biema's head. Because this man is becoming.

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