Dancing Girl & Mr. Amnesia
62. Meet Daddy

"Of course, honey. From today on, I pledge my love to you, all the time, all the days, all the days, all the things that belong to you and all the children."

You review his happy smile, rubbing the fetus in his womb. 'Honey, you heard what your father said. From today, you should be healthy huh?'

At night, Geon did not stop to notice you who were still coming back, just finished bathing. Instantly, he remembered the beautiful night where his wife was still slim and smooth. The body that began to round in the abdomen, made him become curious. Look at you sitting in front of the dresser.

You who are combing her hair realize the meaning of that gaze. He threw away his face pretending not to know. Geon smiled meaningfully and he moved to embrace the wet body and grabbed it. White neck looks so tempting that without permission he gives a kiss attack.

"Aaaah, you ...."

Geon rubbed your round belly. "Hello, Honey. I'm sorry it was your Daddy who never visited you. Soon Daddy will look at you inside," he whispered as his wife's lobe swung to the bottom.

"Aaah, you .. Why aaah?" You continue to get attacks that make him feel amused.

Geon lifted the body that was still cold after bathing. "Hmmm, it smells like my wife." Geon put you right on the bed and immediately buried his face in a body wrapped only in a towel.

"Geek!"

Geon pecked then glanced at you who smemgernyit covered his mouth. "You why? Are you nauseous again? Let's go to the hospital."

"You haven't had a shower!" ringis Youah scrunched his face.

Geon sniffed his body which was still wrapped in a shirt. "Still fragrant, I always wear the usual perfume."

"Hoooo!" Slowly you lowered his legs one by one, then he headed to the bathroom.

Geon looked worried to find his wife in this state of vomiting. He recalled an event where his wife was left under a tree at night vomiting like this alone. Geon rubbed your back until his wife was really relieved.

When you were rinsing, Geon closed the bathroom door. Slowly, the buttons of the white shirt, opened one by one. You're planning to get out of this bathroom, but it's blocked by Geon.

"Ojan wants to be bathed if you want." Geon put on a blanket face as possible. "Ojan wants to see this." He caressed his wife's round belly. Pulling a towel that is still attached around his body that is no longer slender.

Slowly he knelt down to kiss the ball made of white leather. "Do you know the gender of our child?"

You shake his head. He felt awkward and embarrassed trying to cover the chest that he always covered. "In fact, for control alone I've never been again. I don't dance in Mamih Lova's place anymore, since I know I'm pregnant with the fruit of our love."

"You know for yourself, what my financial condition would be if I couldn't dance. In fact, the debt that Mamih Lova had already charged, I could not repay at all." You close your eyes, in every word. Geon was cool tasting your stomach.

"Don't keep apologizing, I ... Aaah, you ...."

"I want to visit our son. Can ya?" They also warm up with a small game with foam in the room mendi it.

After feeling perfumed, and entering the main round, Geon again carried his wife up to the bed.

"Be careful, later our son—"

Your mouth is smothered by his mouth, no longer giving you a chance to speak a word. Some time later, your body has been seen limp in the arms of her husband.

"You really did beat me up with your child. It hurts so much, I'm like it."

Ojan pulled his chin back and tasted his wife's lips in a while. "Maybe it's because we've been blending this love for too long, so it's making you feel pain again." He again lowered his kiss, implying his desire to repeat it again.

"Aaah," You're pushing her husband's body even more violently. "Do you have no pity on your son?"

Geon stopped his activities. "It's precisely because I miss him so much that he wants to keep meeting."

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The next morning, you couldn't move from her husband's arms. "I want to go to college today. Professor Yosa asked me to revise the thesis proposal that I submitted some time ago "

"What if you're at home? Don't worry, just be a good wife to me, all your needs will be met." Ojan kisses the head of Youah who is leaning in his arms.

"Don't do that, I've been trying all along. Even I had to sell my dance in front of a male basket. That's because what? Because my mom wishes I could be a scholar."

Geon caressed his wife's stomach. "How hotshot? Mommy insists on continuing her studies. But Daddy's still not satisfied to meet you in there."

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