MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
180. Romantic
“You still intend to sew your torn clothes?” Zaki took Cyra's shirt that had been torn off. Yes, that shirt was about to wear Cyra, but the naughty Zaki lightly helped Cyra put on the shirt. The evidence became neat, the clothes were even torn. After that Cyra rambled and asked Zaki to be responsible for making his clothes torn. Zaki has ordered Cyra to wear the other clothes, but Cyra firmly asks that Zaki sew the clothes.
While Zaki is busy looking for needles and thread as a form of accountability that has made the shirt tear, Cyra quickly wears another outfit. Cyra is intentional about crashing just to keep Zaki busy with new activities. So Cyra can freely wear her clothes without having to be disturbed by Zaki.
After that, Cyra and Zaki worked together to sew a torn shirt. Cyra's finger was pierced by a needle and bleed, and Zaki frowned at Cyra's bleeding fingers.
A series of conversations that Zaki and Cyra said at the time, making the teenagers who eavesdrop immediately thought of dirty thoughts and imagined events that are not-nothing. How not? The thread that Zaki picked up was the thickest size thread, and the needle he picked up was also the smallest size. So that there is a unique conversation that makes people think easily when they hear it.
Now, Zaki breezed up on the bed. He threw his body on the bed with flowers. He then turned his head and looked at Cyra who was sitting quietly in a chair holding a torn shirt.
The two look at each other. Zaki looks relaxed, but not with Cyra. The woman was suddenly nervous and nervous.
“Why is it still there? Here!” Zaki patted the mattress on his side.
Adudu... Zaki what to do, huh? Silly question! Cyra shouldn't have to ask that.
“You don't want to sew his clothes?” ask Cyra.
“For what do we spend tonight sewing clothes? You also wear clothes, right? Sewing business clothes to be done Bik Mey.”
Cyra could not answer anymore. He put his shirt on the back of the chair.
Zaki gave a smile looking at Cyra who was still sitting quietly in the chair. He knew the girl must have been groggy, or maybe didn't know what to do. Zaki understood, Cyra's age was still classified as a horse, obviously the girl felt awkward. It's okay, Zaki understands that. Zaki got up. Then take off the suit and put it to the side of his seat.
Cyra glanced at Zaki's every movement of the body. His feelings are getting more and more uncertain. Between happy, nervous, awkward and afraid to blend into one. Seeing Zaki take off the suit, Cyra's body temperature somehow became hot cold. After this Zaki wants to do something, huh? Oops…
Just touch the skin of Cyra's body brushed when he felt the soft touch of Zaki's cheek on his cheek. The warm embrace of Zaki's arms was reassuring, but it also made Cyra even more clumsy.
“Darling, I'm now your husband, right?” zaki whispered in Cyra's ear.
“Iya,” plain Cyra. He felt Zaki's lips twitch on his cheek. The breath from the man's mouth felt warm slapping Cyra's cheek.
“This is the most beautiful happiness I have ever felt in my entire life. That is to have a wife like you.” Zaki kissed Cyra's cheeks briefly.
Cyra smiled proudly. He raised his hand and clasped both ends of Zaki's hand hanging in front of his chest.
“Can I do it now?” ask Zaki.
Cyra did not have time to answer because her mouth had been silenced by Zaki.
TB
Yesterday this story was ranked 4th, now down to rank 6. Huaaaa…. Sadly, where do you have support points for this story?
Every time you open a mangatoon and noveltoon, and do online for thirty minutes, you must get points right? Points can be taken when there is a mission notification completed.
Open the homepage and click the letter P that says mission center, and then take the points. And than, contribute points to this story, while if the ranking goes up, I'm always picking again.
Syediii….