Good Romance With My Bad Mafia
CHAPTRE 27

Arlan walked into his family mansion, he gazed around which looked as silent as ever. He saw one of the bodyguards walking over, the bodyguard looked down respectfully at his master.

"Night, sir"

Arlan nodded his head, he looked around, then his gaze lifted up, where the third floor was, a private room that he had deliberately prepared for yaya.

"Where's my girl?" Ask Arlan

"Miss, be at the dinner table. Mister"

Arlan nodded once, he walked to the place intended by his men earlier, Arlan's smile was on his back when his eyes found the object he wanted. Seen at the dinner table yaya sat alone with a variety of delicious dishes surrounding the girl's plate.

Arlan frowned faintly as he looked at his sad-looking girl, what's with the girl? Is the food bad? Or anyone dare to disturb the girl?

As Arlan walked closer and closer to the girl, he took a seat right next to her. "You don't have a taste for food?" ask Arlan flatly.

Yaya turned his head, he was a little surprised when he found Arlan next to him. Sangking sad yaya, the girl was not aware that Arlan had been sitting near her, complete with a flat face mainstay man. Strange, usually Arlan is not expression like that, but if near yaya, usually Arlan is free to release his facial expression in front of the girl.

Yaya sighed softly, ah he just remembered, this morning he had a big fight with Arlan, he had a big fight with Arlan, it may be that Arlan was offended or perhaps hurt at the yaya remark when he rejected the man's feelings.

"are you deaf?"

Yaya was wide-eyed to hear Arlan's words just now, for some reason his heart seemed to be pinched when the man was not as sweet as usual.

"I'm full" said yaya ketus, he left Arlan alone at the dinner table.

"What's wrong with her?" said Arlan staring at the tiny back that was getting away from him.

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Brak!

Yaya shut the door of his room hard, he threw his body on the mattress, his eyes staring blankly at the ceiling of the room. Yaya is confused with himself at this time, he hates Arlan but he does not like when Arlan is not as sweet as usual.

"And I always felt disgusted if the man let out his gentle voice, but... Why am I sad when she's acting so ordinary"

Yaya closed her eyes, she tried to relax herself.

Geck! Geck!

"Yeah, are you there?"

Yaya opened his eyes again, he climbed down from the bed as Arlan greeted from across the door of his closed room.

ceklek....

"Why?"

Arlan gave a faint snort, honestly he felt annoyed when yaya looked at him expressionlessly like that. Ah, Arlan misses the adorable behavior of yaya, the cute yaya, and loves to cry.

"Can I come in?" ask Arlan

Yaya frowned, he had wanted to refuse but stopped when the girl was pushed by Arlan until now both of them had been in the room.

Arlan locked the door, then pulled yaya towards the sofa in the room. Arlan exhaled a rough breath as yaya inched away from her "i miss you, yaya" Arlan said as she stroked the girl's head gently.

Yaya chuckled "you see me almost every hour. I've always been in your house, why do you miss?"

"well" Arlan broke down, he made the girl's thigh as a cushion "just a moment, please" Arlan said as he moved away.

yaya was silent, the girl was staring at Arlan's peaceful-looking face, the man's eyes were closed with a rough roar of breath, it seemed like Arlan was having trouble, this time. And he needs yaya to calm down.

With her hand raised, the girl stroked Arlan's hair until the master opened his eyes again. Yaya reflex releases the elusan "sorry, I guess.." yaya's speech stopped when Arlan's burly hand again directs her flickering hand stroking the man's head.

"Again" pinta Arlan.

Yaya nodded, he again stroked Arlan's hair fondly, the girl was silent with a restless heart. He didn't want to linger like this, but he couldn't run.

"What are you looking for?" yaya asked as Arlan's hand touched the sofa in the back over his head, as if looking for something.

Arlan looked at Yaya "your hand is one more" he said.

"This?" yaya raised his idle hand, Arlan quickly caught it, kissed his fingers while closing his eyes.

Yaya is silent, he does not want to interfere with the activities of this forger, let Arlan be complacent for the next month, after him. Don't expect him to see Yaya again.

"Hey!" yaya reprimands when Arlan knocks his thumb like he is eating candy.

Arlan opened his eyes again, he stared at the fierce face of yaya "please... I like your finger"

Yaya was amazed to see Arlan's behavior this time, he was exactly like a child who was thirsty caresses. "No! Jorok Arlan" yaya was about to force his hand but could not because Arlan grasped it tightly.

Arlan shook his head "I want to indulge with mwu! Don't argue!"

Ah it feels like yaya wants to grab that guy right now "Arlan, you... My hands are not necessarily clean, why are you carelessly devouring them?! Off!"

"Deliver!"

Arlan was a little sneaky when yaya looked at him fiercely so, this is the first time yaya showed his authoritarian side to the man "No" great-grandson Arlan still kekeh want to get a thumbs up yaya.

The girl sighed "Alright, you can pick her up, but let go first, let me wash my hands clean" she said

Arlan shook his head

Yaya clucked, why is that one human being so annoying and stubborn!?

"Arlan.." yaya stroked the man's darling forehead, looked at him gently, trying to persuade Arlan. Not what, yaya do not want Arlan origin suck his finger, who knows if the finger is dirty and contains germs? Poor Arlan he could be sick.

"Deliver, first... Okay?" yaya said softly, dabbing beautifully in Arlan's ears, as if hypnotized, Arlan obeyed the girl's words. Damn Arlan's ears must be blushing by now.

Yaya smiled, she pulled her thumbs out of the man's mouth "Wash first, okay?"

Arlan nodded, smiling with satisfaction, he rubbed Arlan's cheeks red as a tomato.

"Now, step aside, I'll wash my hands"

Feeling that Arlan had sat up straight, immediately yaya ran to the toilet to wash his hands, not to forget he also dried all parts using a clean towel. Yaya returned to the sofa as Arlan stared at the twinkle.

"Come" said Arlan spread his arms.

Yaya frowned, he did not obey, instead the girl sat next to Arlan, ignoring the man's hand that had stretched out in his embrace.

"Here, wasn't it, you were going to sleep? hm?" yaya lowers the man's hand, bringing Arlan's neck down

Arlan looked at the girl cynically, she threw herself down with her eyes closed, her hands grabbed the fingers, kissed her one by one, after which she licked the entire surface of the girl's palm.

"Eh?" yaya was about to keep his hands away but Arlan was arrested "No No No!" ban Arlan like a boy in general.

Yaya was stunned, he let his hand be played by the man, in the kiss, in the lick, until it was chewed by Arlan like he was snacking on candy.

"Don't be too strong, your tongue will be blistered, Arlan" yaya scolded as she stroked the man's head with her other hand.

Arlan did not listen, the man was still busy picking up yaya fingers, from now on yaya fingers will be his favorite toy "Arlan... My nails are elongated, your mouth will be cut"

Arlan nodded his head, the man stared fixedly at the girl's face from under the "mommy"

Yaya gasped in shock, he stared at the horror of the man's face "what are you possessed of?!"

Arlan rolled his eyes panted "akwu swekahang bia mwehakan mommy" he said, he frowned dislike when yaya laughed mockingly.

Arlan removed the girl's finger, so that her speech could be heard clearly "my mommy never wanted to spoil me, he was busy with my daddy working out of town. I was taken care of by a baby siter during my childhood" her fight on yaya.

Yaya was amazed, only this time there was a burly human who behaved like a child, look at Arlan said innocently using his deep voice.

"really? So where are they now?" ask yaya

Arlan shook his head "still busy" he put his yaya finger back into his mouth.

Yaya flinched, still unaccustomed to it when his fingers came into direct contact with the man's soft, wet tongue.

"What was it, you like to use a pacifier?" ask yaya

Arlan shook his head, he did not like pacifiers since childhood he was accustomed to using glasses.

Yaya nodded, the girl smilingly looked at Arlan's peaceful face, she stroked the faint frown on the man's forehead "are you in trouble?" ask her "i mean, in your office.. Maybe?"

Arlan nodded, this is a good opportunity! When else would you care like this for her?

"Is that a big deal?"

Arlan nodded again, looking at the girl's worried face "don't think too much... You can handle it, right?"

Arlan nodded "hm"

Yaya smiled faintly "have you had dinner?"

Arlan shook his head.

Yaya clucked "why? You met me at the dinner table"

Arlan removed the yaya finger from his mouth "you left me" he said.

Yaya screeched "what's her relationship!?"

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