Handsome Duda Prisoner
Start Warm

Livy took the already cold soup in the room and went back to making a new one. While Marcho this time deliberately followed his wife who began struggling in the pantry to make a warm soup for him.

Marcho kept looking at his wife until Livy felt wrong. Until Livy finished making the soup for the second time, Marcho still had not turned her eyes away from Livy.

“Take the soup first while warm, after that the medicine can be taken immediately!” livy.

Instead of chiming in on his wife's word, Marcho opened her mouth to code Livy to feed the soup into her mouth. While Livy just rolled her eyes lazily while starting to scoop warm soup and thrust into Marcho's mouth.

“Awh, hot babe!” screeched Marcho while fanning her mouth with her hands.

“Sorry-sorry! I was not intentionally. I should have cooled down first.”

Livy flapped her hand into Marcho's mouth. Once again Marcho looked at Livy intensely and made a strange feeling spread in Livy.

“No problem, baby! I was wrong too!” timpal Marcho made Livy scrunch his forehead.

‘What?! Mr Marcho is not angry?’ muttered Livy in the heart. ‘I think he'll call me assorted and even punish me.’

Finally Livy returned to scooping the warm soup and slightly blew it slowly and then fed it into Marcho's mouth. Keep repeating until Marcho's homemade soup runs out with no leftovers. Though Livy cooked it quite a lot this time.

“Thank you dear. Your cooking is really delicious!”

Marcho's praise this time immediately changed Livy's face. Finding her face starting to heat up, Livy simply answered her husband's compliments with a brief deheman while turning to hide her blushing face.

Livy immediately washed the soup bowl and placed it on the shelf of the bowl. But when she turned around how surprised Livy was when she found Marcho already standing behind her.

“Eh!” cry Livy when Marcho carrying her body ala bridal style.

“Not to be surprised like that! I just don't want you to feel tired because of me tonight!” marcho.

Livy gulps his saliva rough especially when sticking his head on Marcho's chest and listening to the rhythm of Marcho's heartbeat.

‘Her heart rate why does it sound the same as my heart beat?’

‘And his current attention makes me feel comfortable being in his arms.’

‘Warm and attentive. Even I feel treated as a real wife by my own Boss.’

‘Real wife? N-no! I can't fantasize too high!’

Livy quickly brushed off her overly high wishful thinking just because of a flash of attention from Marcho. Arriving at the room, Livy was immediately laid down on the bed and her body was covered by Marcho.

“Rest! I'll take the medicine you prepared!” marcho said as he rubbed Livy's head.

Don't ask me again how Livy feels this time. It is like flying on a cloud. As Marcho turned around leaving her Livy instantly covered her face with a blanket.

Livy's attitude just caught by Marcho's netra was Marcho's smile was perfect.

‘From now on, I promise to make you comfortable near me, Livy!’ inner Marcho.

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The next day, Marcho woke up earlier than his wife. He decided to prepare his own needs as well as the needs of the Hizkiel school. Not only that, Marcho also prepared the clothes that Livy would wear to the office today.

His hands vibrate slightly when holding a bra and also ********** belong to his wife. “Argh! Damnit damnit! Just holding the wrapper, my gun is standing up!” asper Marcho slowly.

While Livy who began to open her eyes when she heard Marcho's footsteps just now. He leaned his body on the headboard and looked towards the bed beside him.

It's blank!

‘Tumben Mr Marcho woke up earlier than me!’ livy's mind as she spread her gaze around the room. Looks like her wardrobe is open and not far from it looks blouse and subordinates hers hanging side by side with Marcho's work outfit.

“Did Mr Marcho prepare work clothes for me?”

“Even he chose the same color. Ck, what's with Mr Marcho?”

“I think the day is getting weird. Or maybe this is a trap.”

Livy flicked up her blanket and rolled her long hair to get ready to head to the pantry preparing breakfast. But when he got out of bed and was about to close the open door of his closet, it seemed the contents in his closet a little messy.

“Kok messy anyway!” gerutu Livy tidied up her underwear.

“Emm sorry, I just accidentally made it a mess!” there is the voice of Marcho who is now standing right behind Livy while pointing towards the bra and also **********Livy.

“Hah?! How could? Isn't our closet placed in a different place?” ask Livy while turning around.

“Aaaaaa!” Livy shouted while covering her face to find Marcho who was only wrapped in a towel aligned with her waist.

Quickly Marcho covered Livy's mouth with her hands and locked his wife's body in an open cupboard.

“Don't scream blind morning like this, Livy!”

“Ta-but..”.

“Isn't our marriage legal? I am your husband and you are my wife! So something like this is not taboo.”

“You should get used to something like this my wife darling!”

“Ta-tapii..”

Marcho further erodes their distance, prompting Livy to push her body away from her. The touch of Livy's hand makes both equally rustling is not careless.

“A-I beg you, don't come any closer, Mister!” pinta Livy is nervous.

“I am not your Master, but your husband!” Marcho.

“Ta-but..”.

“Three times have you said the words - but-, do I need to give you a gift?” ask Marcho while rubbing Livy's lips.

“Morning kiss!” marcho again began to bring his lips closer to Livy's.

It was fortunate that Livy was able to escape by throwing her body down and rushing to leave Marcho who was still standing in front of the closet.

“No morning kiss, husband! Sorry, I have to prepare breakfast and supplies for Hizkiel!” immediately livy said as he ran.

Marcho simply rubbed her face rudely seeing Livy manage to escape from her. “Huft, the more days I can't wait to have you in full Livy!”

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