FIRST LOVE DESTINY《 HeZa'S Love Story 》
FLD 103 Sorry Honey, I'm Release

At eight in the morning, Moza was ready in her work suit. Her long hair was tied in a ponytail, her white face was swept away by natural thin makeup.

Half an hour ago the girl finally conquered her husband. Persuaded the suddenly spoiled big man to let himself go to the office.

Although not cheap, of course. One round is quite draining because Moza had to pay his promise a week ago which he postponed last night.

_ One week ago _

" Alright, I won't interfere in your apprenticeship, but you must promise to fulfill one of my requests, hm. " Hega grinned thinly, instantly goosebumps Moza made it.

" W-what is that ? " The girl stuttered because she felt something was awkward.

" Promise first, baby. " Hega said slightly, Moza who was tired of hearing her husband's whining from two days ago finally nodded.

Hega smiled again, a triumphant smile, "Extra WOT one round-every night. " Moza immediately glared at her husband's request.

Bugh

One punch landed on the man's arm, "Heh, don't you think, brother. "

" Eh uh, can't be pulled, you promised me, yank. " Talk Hega while shaking her index finger to the right and to the left while shaking her head.

" But right, brother---. "

" Okay, may be withdrawn again his promise, but--- "Fyuh, for a moment Moza can breathe a sigh of relief, but his relief does not last long.

" But ? " The girl's forehead folded, curious.

" Tell me now where you're interning. "

" Huh, don't want to. " Moza grunted as she folded her hands together on her chest.

Hega even raised his shoulders, pretentious aka no more negotiations, "Yeah, fulfill your promise. " Hega's eyebrows go up and down prickly.

Moza sighed at the thought of her husband's request a week ago, and sure enough since then the suddenly super perverted handsome guy would always charge her every night.

Moza could be free last night, but still the morning was billed by her husband.

Hufft.

Moza looked back in the mirror, after making sure his appearance was neat while looking in front of the large mirror of the walk in closet, his feet stepped towards the large white closet that was on the side of his closet, a rectangular object containing the clothes of the husband.

Bead his eyes looked seriously one by one shirt, his fingers moved flickering choose and sort the appropriate shirt, switch to another closet containing other equipment.

Moza painstakingly took one by one clothes for her husband, shirts, material pants, vest complete with a suit and tie.

Just as it was about to turn towards the bedroom, its body movement was restrained by a pair of sturdy arms that suddenly coiled around its stomach.

Moza just smiled and shook his head slowly, no need to look, the girl already knew who the arm that was holding her tightly.

" dear. "

Moza sighed, hearing her husband's whining Moza already knew if her husband would come back asking for something similar like the previous days.

" dear. " Not only a whimper, the big man had already landed his chin on Moza's right shoulder.

" Hm. " Moza can only be brief, the breath of her husband who hit the skin of her neck had made her lose focus. The aroma of invigorating invigorates that is really tempting.

Moza rubbed her husband's arm slowly, glancing at the handsome face leaning on his shoulder, "Sister already knows my answer, right ? So don't ask for it again, hm. "

Feeling his efforts during this week failed, the man straightened his body, then twisted his wife's body to face him.

His outstretched hand took over the work-wear suit that was in his wife's hand and placed it on the back of the sofa that was in the middle of the room.

Hega actually has many ways of knowing from others. But it seems that the man chose to keep trying to melt his wife's heart so that the girl herself would say it.

But for a week, his wife remained silent. If asked how the internship place the answer remains the same. Comfortable place.

And Hega could not do anything in the end, because if it was desperate also find out from others. Hega won't take any chances if his wife gets angry.

Moreover, his wife's anger will affect the ritual of the night of her martyrdom.

But still curious, how dong ? Aarrrrggghhh . . .

" Yank, I promise I just want to take you, get in front of the office building, ahh arrive at the parking lot is also okay, please yes, unfortunately I ? " The black netra that usually looked as sharp as the eagle was now turning soft like a cat's eyes that were wailing on his master asking for a swab of affection.

Ugh, Moza almost choked to see her husband's cute expression. The girl even scrunched her forehead with her eyes closed, avoiding the visual attack of the husband.

But that face was completely unavoidable.

Feeling that he would win this time, Hega softened his gaze even more, hoping that this time his wife would soften. But in fact the answer he got remained the same as in previous days.

Hega again ducked and pinned his face on his wife's shoulder, creeping into a flawless smooth white neck curve that made him always tempted to give a sign of love there.

" Sister, don't gini. " The girl closed her eyes and bit her lower lip, gently rolling her shoulders so that her husband would stop his random behavior the next morning.

But her husband actually tightened his grip and tainted the skin of his neck.

" Kaaa-kaa, don't be flushed ihhh. " Moza pushed on her husband's chest as she felt the man begin to suck slowly on her skin.

With her eyes glaring fiercely at her husband's annoyance, but instead of feeling guilty, the man was instead scowling perverted and annoying.

" Hehe, sorry baby, I'm letting go. "

Moza's eyes became more and more fusillized, taking off the arms around her waist, her footsteps lightning towards the large mirror in the corner of the room.

" Sister, I'm getting flushed anyway. " The girl stomped her feet softly, while staring at her husband's growl from the mirror.

Hega went back to grinning, "I'm sorry, honey. Actually I did not intentionally do it, suddenly can not stand your white skin, fragrant again. "

" Hish, bummer. " The girl frowned, while rubbing her neck that had just been bitten by a large mosquito.

" Dear, sorry. " Hega was standing right behind his mirrored wife, the man holding his own two ears and putting on a sorry expression.

Hhudan. . .

Almost Moza will again choke on the look of her husband's faith. Laughing, but she is in flirt mode. As much as Moza's energy held back.

This husband if not taught once in a while, can be human.

" Iaaang. " The big man who was still wearing the bathrobes again whined.

Never mind, it seems that in this life Moza will not be able to fight the charm of her husband. The girl will always be outdone by that often irritating handsome face.

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