
Note: This chapter has not been revised, please do not read it first.
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Radit Chamber.
As Radit got closer to Tania, there was only about 1.5 meters left. Tania also launched her action. He fainted and threw himself on the floor. And sure enough, Radit panicked and worried to see Tania fall unconscious in front of him. He immediately approached Tania and carried her up to his bed.
"Damn. He won a lot like this. Instead of calling for help even carried me. Huh." the upset inner Tania who was pretending to faint.
"Nia, wake up Nia. Tania woke up." said Radit as he patted Tania's cheek gently. A look of worry lingered on his face.
"I don't want to wake up if you haven't opened the door and come out for help." Tania said.
"More. I'm sorry. I was just fucking you earlier. I don't want to mess with you. I was just kidding Nia, actually. Let's wake up Nia! I beg you." said Radit worriedly as he continued to pat Tania on the cheek.
"What?? Damn you Dit. Come on, hurry out for help." Inner Tania.
"Did I just joke it was outrageous huh?" he said while thinking about his own behavior.
"No, you know. His time is like that anyway. I didn't know what I was last night. The joke was really overdue. Huh, you shitty guy." Tania's mind is upset.
"Am I out for help?" radit said while thinking.
"hey are. Come on over there, get out. That's what I wanted from earlier." Inner Tania.
"Ah, can't. If I get out, mama's gonna think nothing of me and Tania. I don't want to lose half my 'jam'. I haven't worn it once. It's a pity that it has to be cut." said Radit.
"What a hell of a plan. That again, what weapon did he try to mean? Does he have a sharp weapon here? But where? I didn't see anything strange. Ah, maybe he kept the gun in a drawer, or maybe in a closet. But what kind of weapon? He said he wanted to be cut. And it looks like Radit loves that gun very much. So unfortunately, he has never used it even though, surely because of fear of blisters. Uh, why the hell am I thinking about Radit's gun? Mending I thought about how to get out of here as soon as possible." Inner Tania. He was still so innocent that he did not understand what Radit said.
"Ah, I remember. In the drawer there's a powerful oil of wind that resuscitates faint people." Radit immediately opened the drawer of his nightstand and took the oil.
"Ih, what a smell. Stinging makes my nose sting. My eyes can also follow this matter anyway?" inner Tania.
Radit frowned suspiciously looking at Tania's twitching eyes as if forced shut.
"Don't he just pretend to faint. Ck, I have an idea. I have the most powerful way of waking up people who pretend to faint." Radit's mind was smiling.
"Why is this wind oil not effective? Usually this is the most powerful. Or maybe the wind oil has expired many times well." said Radit slightly raised his voice from earlier.
"Maybe I have to use another way to wake Tania up." Radit said as he laughed.
"Ahha .. I have an idea." Radite.
"Hey what do you want to do? Don't fuck around, call for help there." Tanias.
"Nia darling. Your lips are so beautiful and cute." Radit said as he continued to hold back his laughter. He was sure this time it would work. Wake up Tania who pretended to faint.
"My lips? Hey Radit mes*m don't mess with my lips. I don't want you to take my first kiss. I don't love you. You shitty guy." Tania's inner angry and upset.
"I feel like I'd really like to kiss her. I took your first kiss and you took my first. So, we're both breakeven, right? We did it together for the first time. It will be very memorable for the rest of our lives." said Radit.
"Hey you're crazy. What works? Only you will benefit if this is until it actually happens." Inner Tania.
Radit drew his face closer to tease Tania. Hope Tania will quickly wake up from her pretense.
"You become more and more beautiful when Nia is seen from a very close distance." - Radit.
"Sorry Nia. I just wanted to prank you. But now I really want you. I love you so much Nia and be mine." - Radit's mind kept his lips close to Tania's lips.
Obviously, Radit was a normal man with lust. Moreover, the girl in front of him was the girl he loved.