Kissing Strangers
Kissing Strangers - Kissing Strangers_Ten

"Ritz Hotel."Shakila repeated Chris' words, trying to remember what happened at the hotel. With his innocent face, he scratched his head which was not itchy at all.

Seeing the look on Shakila's face that showed no signs of remembering, Chris again said, "Had it, you better continue the punishment plus ten rounds, do not cheat, and you will not, there's CCTV up there!" Chris pointed to the basketball hoop, which actually had no surveillance cameras, it was just his wits.

"Father wants to go to the lab first, there's something you have to do." Chris added again.

Shakila clucked in annoyance, as Chris did not reduce his sentence and instead increased his sentence. "But sir, Shakila is tired!" he said with his lips down.

"There is no fatigue, your own fault for persecuting others!" Chris could hear Shakila screaming hysterically on the other end, when he heard her words just now. "If in fact I also want to break the man's hand earlier," he continued, slowly with flaming eyes because the Baron had dared to hold the woman.

Last night, after meeting Shakila. Chris couldn't sleep. As the shadow of Shakila's face flashed through his mind. His heart trembled more and more unruffled. Chris has just realized his feelings. Turns out Shakila had managed to crush her feelings and ensnare her heart. Yes, the cute little girl in his eyes, making Chris not think about his safety at this time. She swore to make Shakila the only queen on her throne.

"Argh! Mr. Chris is ugly!" shakila shouted for a moment, pecking. He did not accept it because the punishment was only given to him. Moreover he hit the Baron there was also a reason.

Chris let out a rough sigh, looking at Shakila's behavior. Without saying much, he stepped away from the basketball court and put both hands in his pants pocket.

Seeing Chris' back moving in front of him, Shakila stared intently. Simultaneously strange shadows flashed in his brain, the look of those eyes instantly dimmed. Both of Shakila's eyes blinked very quickly when a piece of memory in the Ritz hotel, precisely in the elevator began to spin like a cassette.

His eyes were wide when Chris was the one he kissed that night. Shakila chuckled as she began to remember the words she had spoken to Chris.

"Ugh, hot man! You know, it was my first kiss, you were so lucky to get it hehe..."

"Oh my God! Your voice is so sexy! Take me to heaven!"

"Well, am I in heaven!"

Followed by the shadow Chris hugged him and kissed him like a married couple. Shakila grew stupefied.

"Araa!!!" Shakila shouted so loudly after, that the students who passed on the field jumped in shock.

"No, this is impossible!" Shakila did not think that the man she kissed last time was Chris, a new lecturer and a new resident of her Mommy boarding house. Now the shame began to penetrate the trough of his heart when he recalled the words he said to Chris, it turned out to be very vulgar.

"Take me to heaven!" The words rang in his eyes from earlier. How could he ask Chris to take him to heaven, which if interpreted to want to have sex with him.

"Argh! Absolutely disgraceful!" Once again Shakila grumbled as she stomped her feet into the field. He was forced to resume his running while slowly hitting his head, hoping that the memory would not reappear.

A few minutes later, after sixty rounds, with a breath of breath, Shakila stopped her leg movements. Then his eyes wobbled in all directions, it turned out that the surrounding state now looked lonely. It seems like the other students are taking the course. Not wanting to linger in the field, Shakila decided to go to the toilet to wash her face.

While on the way to the room, Shakila's attention was distracted immediately in front of there, seeing Chris and a stranger woman, walking hand in hand to go somewhere. Shakila became curious, without a second thought, she followed them from behind' with a safe distance.

After a few steps, following the two lecturers, Shakila hurriedly hid behind a pillar, when Chris and the woman stopped somewhere. Shakila was unable to see the woman's face because of Chris' obstruction. However, clearly the woman seemed to be her lecturer as well. As fast as lightning he raised a bit his ears were about to listen to their chatter.

Chris looked at his co-worker. A few minutes earlier after he went to the UKS, looking at the condition of the weakly drooping Baron, Chris decided to return to the field. However, he was suddenly intercepted by his coworkers, he said the woman wanted to talk to him four eyes' about to say something. Chris, yes, yes and here he is.

From then on the woman just stood up while looking down in shame.

"What do you want to say? Hurry up, I have to go to the lab in an hour." Chris started the conversation.

"Em, this is Mr. Chris, me..." The woman looks nervous. Unknowingly his hands twisted the end of his shirt.

Shakila widened her eyes as she recognized the voice. "Bu Sinta," he sis slowly. Yaps, it turns out that the woman who was with Chris was his lecturer, named Sinta. Yesterday Sinta had entered her class and taught in the field of technical calculus. The bespectacled woman was very friendly and kind, according to Shakila.

"Before I apologize first Mr. Chris, because it was presumptuous to invite you here, actually I..." Sinta looked wrong. Repeatedly he justified his round glasses clutching at his snubby nose, neutralizing the nervous feeling he was getting more and more overwhelmed at the moment.

Chris raised one eyebrow for a moment, patiently waiting for what his co-worker was trying to say.

"What?" Chris asked without showing any expression at all, as he was usually so flat and stiff.

When she heard a heavy and sexy voice echoing in her ears, Sinta immediately looked into Chris' eyes.

"Actually I like the Father, from yesterday I can not sleep Sir, when we first met yesterday at the office, the face of the Father always haunts me every time, I fell in love with the Father, the Father, do you want to be my husband, uh he means girlfriend sir,"he said, then bowed his head instantly. Sinta was unable to linger staring at Chris' eyeballs. Which always makes his chest flutter.

"You're not my type" Chris replied quickly, without a second thought.

"What?" Sinta raised her head. He was very surprised when his love statement was rejected directly. Similarly, Shakila also looked shocked, hearing their chatter.

"But sir, think about it first, I'm getting older sir, my friends in the office have been all family, only I haven't, please sir, thank my love yes, thank you, You want what type? I'll change it later." Both of Sinta's eyes were already glazed over. His voice sounded a little shaky.

Chris did not immediately answer. She looked at Sinta's appearance from top to bottom, too feminine in her opinion. After all, the name Shakila has been engraved in his heart and cannot be contested. "Nothing needs to change, you are not my type, Sinta. You better find another one."

"But sir, hikss, hikss, hikss, hicks... I want you to be my life partner...." Clear liquid also flowed from his eye fertilizers instantly. Sinta was no longer able to suppress her feelings. Like being pierced with pain, his heart was very sick and sore, he had not struggled, he had been forced to retreat.

Chris was silent, refusing to respond to Sinta's words.

Meanwhile, Shakila rounded her lips, not expecting that Chris was so good. He also poked his head out a little about to see Sinta's state. But just as his head was advancing. Sinta accidentally saw Shakila. "Why are you there?" tanyanya take a bite.

Chris looked back.

Shakila stiffened instantly from being caught peeping. As fast as lightning his eyes glanced back and forth, looking for an excuse.

"Hi Bu Sinta, hi Mr. Chris, sorry, Shakila again see the marital lizard, hehe," he said as he turned to the side, which happened to be two lizards were indehoy. Shakila grinned at the horse while scratching her non-itchy head.