Marrying the Young Miss

Marrying the Young Miss
Could finish me


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"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to accuse you. I'm just afraid you're eating her sweet talk again!" said Daniel.


"Every word that comes from your lips is so much sweeter than it says to me, baby!" ledek Elise.


"really? I'm more than anything compared to her, right?" ask Daniel.


"It can be said that." answered Elis flatly.


"After lunch, no more meetings, right?" daniel looked at Elis seriously.


"Nothing, but I'm not done with the files on my desk!" great-grandson Elis.


"Well, I'll take you straight back to the office" Daniel said.


"That's how it should be! What are you doing with Ella? Wasn't he assigned to be my personal driver? Now what's he doing?" elis asked to know.


"Do what! Why do you want to know? Did you change your decision, want to be either Ella your personal driver, or your personal secretary?" great-grandson Daniel.


"No, I'm arguing with you! I'm just asking! Pity the children of people, new at work a day.. instantly become unemployed." chirped Elis.


"He's still I'm hiring, I hope you won't say hi first if you see him!" daniel said, as if giving a message to Elis indirectly.


"Cihs is who he is, until I greet him first when I meet him! You're weird!" grouse Elis.


"Yes maybe, when you look back. You'll be a little shocked when you see him with people you know." Daniel said.


Elis let out his breath violently. "Whatever you say! To be sure, I won't say hello first!"


"Well, I believe in you!" great-grandson Elis.


Daniel actually kept his word, driving Elis back to his office after they had lunch together.


"Miss!" exclaim Nami.


"Jiang!" answer Elis.


The two of them passed by the reception desk, with Daniel's hands fixed to Elis's waist with his possessiveness.


"Good day, Miss!" greet Dito standing in front of the exclusive elevator.


"What are you doing here for?" ask Elis.


"To wait for Miss!" dito replied, with the hand that now carries his Young Miss bag.


"You just drove me here?" elis asked with a sharp look at Daniel.


Daniel grinned. "Do you want me to drive you to your workspace door, baby?" daniel asked with a seductive look.


"Ihsss bummer!" Elis stepped inside the elevator, as Dito pressed the open button on the elevator wall.


Cup.


Daniel kissed Elis' lips at a glance.


"Happy work, baby!" great-grandson Daniel.


"Basic bawdymm, shameless!" sulk Elis with indifference.


"I'm sorry, Sir!" great-grandson Dito, following Elis into the elevator and press the close button.


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Skip the next month.


"Morning darling!" daniel saw Elis writhing in his sleep.


"Hey! What time is it?" ask Elis.


Daniel stood beside Elis' bed, with his body leaning forward. Stare lovingly at his wife.


"Five, let's have dawn!" great-granddaughter Daniel, gently stroked Elis' cheek.


Cup cup cup.


Daniel landed a brief kiss on Elis's cheeks, forehead and lips.


"You're messing with my sleep, baby!" great-grandson Elis.


Elis shook his head, opening into his two eyes lazily.


Grappings.


Elis wrapped his hands around Daniel's neck.


"I used to do it! This once! I'm sleepy!" whining Elis with spoiled.


"Can't, baby! You can skip dawn, if you're idle." Daniel explained, looking at Elis' nose forward.


"Loof!" whining Elis.


Hap.


Daniel was really holding Elis, bringing his wife into the bathroom. Then lower it after being right in front of the water tap.


"Open your eyes, baby! You take ablution, and I prepare our prayer equipment!" daniel said with a big smile.


Elis nodded.


Elis took ablution with an unpleasant feeling. His mind floated up out of nowhere.


"I should have come this month, but why did I miss it?" elis's monologue on his own.


"Darling!" daniel cried with his warm-sounding voice.


"You sick?" daniel asked as he looked at Elis who was already standing behind him.


"No, it's been there to your place!" drive out Elis, he's wearing his mukena.


During this one month, the two of them held the dawn prayer together, in congregation. And Elis is still taking drugs, which he knows are drugs to prevent pregnancy.


"You why? Is there something you're thinking?" daniel asked who saw Elis at the dinner table, but daydreamed in the middle of his second breakfast.


"Nothing, emmm there anyway! It's just a small matter." elak Elis.


Elis swallowed his saliva with difficulty. Staring at Daniel, looking back down as Daniel stared at him.


I can't say with Daniel, Daniel knows that I've been taking pregnancy-preventing drugs all along. Tau himself, papa Devano, papa Brian and Daniel really want me to be pregnant. I can be angry with the three handsome men!


Daniel, who was watching Elis, was not calm. Steal the view and keep thinking, trying to find answers, what makes Elis so uncomfortable when dealing with her now.


What happened to Elis? What is Elis hiding from me? William I've done it, but what else is it now that disturbs Elis's calm?


Grappings.


Daniel clasped Elis's fingers on the table.


"Don't hide anything from me, we're husband and wife. If anything gets stuck, tell me!" great-grandson Daniel.


Elis pulls his tabgan from Daniel's grasp.


"Nothing I'm hiding, baby! Eat, I have an important meeting this morning! So I have to come in the morning once!" elaq Elis.


"But your breakfast isn't over yet, baby!" Daniel saw that there was still plenty of Elis' food.


A little breakfast!


"I'm full! I'm waiting for you in the car, baby! Don't forget, bring my bag!" Elis recalled Daniel, with his hands pointing at his bag on the dining table.


In the car, Elis tapped his hape thread with a wrinkled forehead. Trying to find the answer to the question in his heart. The question that instantly disturbed his calmness.


Her gaze searches on the search app.


"It can't be wrong, right?" Elis swallowed his saliva with difficulty.


Staring sharply at the screen of his hape, after seeing what he was looking for.


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