Morgan Sang Casanova's
Twenty Three

Chequek!

As soon as the door opened, Morgan's eyes widened upon seeing Zhoya's appearance tonight.

"Haha..." Morgan immediately laughed heartily to see Zhoya wearing lingerie, because the lingerie is very large, even though Zhoya's body is very cute not as high as Hana and Ghisell, maybe about 155 cm high, he said, that's why the lingerie she wears is so big. Morgan is 180 cm tall.

Zhoya pouted, instead of Morgan being tempted by him but instead as if like a clown in front of Morgan, the man so coldly laughed looking at him. "Cock even ketawain? What clown am I?"

"Gosh, bocil you why wear clothes like this hm? It's adult clothes. Well, it must have been Hana or Ghisell..." Morgan said so while pointing at the lingerie worn by Zhoya.

"Where do I know, I'm just wearing the clothes in the suitcase."

Morgan immediately took off his jacket, because the weather tonight in the villa was very cold, but he thought Zhoya needed the jacket more. Morgan put his jacket on Zhoya. So that Zhoya does not get cold and honestly tonight Zhoya's appearance is very sexy at all but Morgan does not want to admit it.

"Just wear this." Morgan said it while winking.

Either what Zhoya feels now, whether he should feel touched by Morgan's sweet treatment of him or hurt because it turns out Morgan is not interested in his appearance at all, zhoya's mood was so erratic. But he must not give up, one day Zhoya will definitely melt Morgan's heart.

Morgan and Zhoya ate together, this was the first time Zhoya tasted Morgan's cooking, Zhoya looked at the man before him, how perfect a Morgan Xavier, besides being handsome and charming, was, he is also very good at acting, independent, does not rely on the treasures of parents, and is good at cooking.

"How's my cooking?" morgan asked as he looked at Zhoya who was again tasting his fried rice. It's the first time Morgan cooks for someone, usually he cooks for himself.

"Emm.. so good, brother." Zhoya held out both thumbs of his left and right hands.

Morgan smiled at Zhoya's praise of his cooking, he admitted that it was delicious, so he had a hobby of cooking for himself.

"Fortunately, the girl who became sister Morgan's wife. Smart, good acting, handsome, independent, popular and good cook." muttered Zhoya.

Morgan instantly ruffled Zhoya's hair again eating. "You are my wife, baby. How the hell?"

Zhoya only realized with his status, he scratched his head that did not itch. "Oh yeah forgot hehe..."

"From tomorrow you cook." pinta Morgan.

"Who is that?" Zhoya strongly objected to Morgan's request.

"You are a girl, you must be able to cook, how your husband says if you marry you, right after divorce with me, you must marry another man. Honestly, that guy is most happy with a girl who likes to cook."

Morgan's words made Zhoya's heart grimace, as if reminding them that their marriage was just a charade. "really? All guys like girls who can cook?"

"Yes, that is one of the reasons a man can feel at home because there are delicious dishes from his wife. That's why I have to teach you how to be a good wife, let your husband love you so much." Morgan immediately devoured his fried rice.

"After my divorce, you'll marry Laura's sister?" Zhoya has no appetite.

"Of course."

"Why what?"

"Why should Laura's sister? Is it because of the match?"

Morgan paused for a moment, then he continued eating again, "It's good that you know."

"Will not be tormented marrying someone you don't love at all?"

"As our marriage meant?" Morgan even asked back, as if reminding that Morgan also did not love Zhoya.

Zhoya simply chose silence not wanting to answer yes or no.

"Our marriage is not based on love, in fact I am fine. Because what? Since my heart has long since died, I have no concern for my own happiness."

"May I know how much Morgan's father owes him?"

"Make what?" Morgan was offended to hear that.

"Just want to know, who knows mommy and daddy I can help."

Morgan sighed, he kept his spoon and fork on the plate, but the fried rice was not finished. "What are you asking that for? I'm not asking you to interfere in my family affairs. I can handle it myself. With my own money someday." Morgan raised the volume of his voice.

"Oh my goodness, I just asked and wanted to help."

"It's not helping, but..." Morgan took a deep breath, not should he be angry at Zhoya, he knew Zhoya's intentions were good, but he didn't want to involve anyone into his family matters. He was sure that if all the money was collected, he could pay off his papa debt to his father Laura, it could be before divorce with Zhoya he could pay it off.

Morgan immediately moved to sit next to Zhoya who was again pouting. he pinched both cheeks Zhoya, "Hmm. next time do not make me angry again ya bocil. You're adorable to pout like this."

"Ishhhhhhh..." Zhoya let go of Morgan's hands that were pinching both cheeks. "It hurts."

"Well, don't talk about that anymore. We are at peace!" Morgan raised his little finger.

Zhoya was forced to cross his little finger with Morgan's little finger. He's still pouting.

"Udah dong, don't pout constantly." Morgan even teased Zhoya with a sweet smile.

"Hmm.. sister, can you help me clean up the restaurant tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow? Why tomorrow?" Though Morgan tomorrow has a meeting with Laura.

"Why? Can't do it? If you can't be okay, maybe tomorrow big brother is very busy."

Morgan could not answer yet, he was confused to have to choose to meet with Laura what helps Zhoya.