MY BOYFRIEND LECTURER
183. Ask for Kiss Dong
Cyra moved to reach the remote, but the end of his hand that stuck out could not reach the remote due to a considerable distance.
“Aw!” Cyra groaned in pain in her sensitive area as she got up to sit.
Zaki's arms moved and the arms' embrace strengthened, he woke up as a result of Cyra's body movements.
“Why, darling? Are you awake?” Zaki spoke in a less clear voice as the attacking drowsiness was still very strong. He then raised his head and looked at Cyra's face from the side. He found the face he was looking at grimacing with his hands squeezing the tip of the pajamas he was wearing. Although in a dim atmosphere because only the nightstand lights are on, but Zaki can clearly capture the face of Cyra who is holding pain.
Zaki frowned pity staring at his moaning woman, he got up and sat down. His hands held Cyra's arms, then led the tiny body back to lie down. Cyra complied and now looked at Zaki on top of her.
“Still sick?” ask Zaki gently while stroking Cyra's cheek.
Cyra nodded innocently.
“Later to get used to it. The beginning is so.” Zaki laid his body in a tilted position, one hand supporting his head and the other stroking Cyra's head.
Adem once hearted Cyra got such treatment from Zaki. Peace. Besides the elusan was so gentle, Zaki's eyes were also very romantic and heart-wrenching. Cyra's heart is really flowering gets such treatment.
“You want to take a shower?” ask Zaki.
“He’em.”
Zaki got up and opened the blanket. He was wearing only knee-length shorts. Then he got off the bed and lifted up Cyra's body.
“I can do it myself, get off me!” whining Cyra.
“She still hurts, let me carry aja.” Zaki did not want to let go of his carrier. He took Cyra's body into the bathroom.
After taking a shower and each dressed in neat clothes, Zaki stood facing Cyra. Their appearance was very neat and fragrant. Zaki looked at his wife's face carefully.
Getting that look, Cyra also pretended to look for another scene object. Zaki's nimble eyes make him always remember Zaki's gaze when giving the most powerful experience.
“I want to hear you say love with meu.” Zaki's voice sounded resolute and commanding.
Cyra raised her face and looked at Zaki.
“Since last night, I don't know how many times I've said love to you, but even if you never reply,” continued Zaki with raised eyebrows, full of demands. As usual, his eyes were sharp.
“That means you are not sincere.”
“I'm sincere.”
“Then why demand a reply alias ask for a reward?”
“Because love is unrequited it makes eneg. I want to shake it out of your mouth. It's just a word, but it feels good to hear it. Come, say!” force Zaki with a sharp eye. He began to pester waiting for the words from Cyra's mouth.
Cyra smiled. He draped his arms around Zaki's neck, his mischief starting to appear. “Iya, darling. I love you.” Cyra tiptoed, then briefly kissed Zaki's lips. “I love you. Love you so much.”
After the series of events that he went through last night, for some reason when his lips came into contact with Zaki's lips, it felt like he had been hit by a stun. Everything felt different from the situation when he was not married. As it turns out, everything that is halal is much more beautiful, more delicious, and more pleasant.
TB