Mr. Cold Falling in Love With Miss Somplak
long enough to be Caliph
after cradling Hayat and putting Hayat in his car Ahem thought everything would go fine, but the reality of hope clearly never goes according to reality.
the girl while drunk really digresses, her sanity is lost and Hayat does not want to let go of her embrace of Ahem.
"my dear... don't go far from meuuuuu"
the girl spoke as she rang her lips, choosing to continue hugging ahem where her hands were now on the man's neck.
imagine how the feeling of ahem in front of only in the back seat of the car, seeing the lips of the girl who continues to be humped facing towards her lips.
instead of lusting after her being scared if the girl is blurting out and is about to kiss her, imagine how the feeling of a man who has never dealt with a girl, is, never really touched a girl or even kissed looking at the figure of a very aggressive girl before her.
thankfully the girl was Hayat, the girl who made her fall in love, she could not imagine if the girl was another girl, she said, it could be ascertained if he would throw and throw foreign girls on the streets if he dared to apply so to himself.
"Please, please don't do this, stop we have to go home right now"
for whatever sake he never bored facing someone but facing life is clearly like facing 1000 women.
he thinks he's gonna ask Rich to bring the car of life, but seeing this condition where just do not want to let go of his embrace in the end ahem inevitably let the man to bring his car to be their driver and he will ask someone to bring the car Life.
the man tried to pull back his tie where life kept clinging and hugging him non-stop, Ahem thought if it continued like this it could be a long time he would die.
"Darling... Why are you so handsome? Ohhh did I see wrong?"
imagine how Ahem also felt when the two girls hands continued to be on his cheeks and rubbed him without feeling, even the girl repeatedly squeezed him and forced to kiss his lips.
"Sweety pie 🥧 oh sweeties sweety I love youuuu"
the girl repeatedly squeezed her face, calling her with a very terrible name even the lips of the girl tried to snatch her neck, until the action made Ahem immediately round his eyeballs.
Ahem asked annoyedly trying to get Hayat's face off her neck, she bristled as she felt one smooth swipe at her left neck.
"Hmmm sweet..."
could-can his girl lick her neck and say it's sweet.
Hayat Tried once again grabbed her neck, letting her lips and teeth bite the neck of the man, it instantly made Ahem shake his head.
For whatever one strange taste hit him, he again brushed, trying to neutralize his irregular racing heartbeat.
Rich peeked for a moment from the middle rearview mirror, he glanced at what Hayat was doing for some time.
"keep your eyesight Rich"
Ahem immediately warned his secretary, with a feeling of annoyance he immediately closed the car curtain between the driver and passengers in his Rolls-Royce car.
...(imagine there's a covering cloth over there Mak)...
he's a sensitive guy.
inner Rich.
Rich Instantly refocused directly to the front, he thought the girl could long ago make her master khilaf.