My Secret With Mr. Billionaires
Chapter 18: I Love You, Brother!
"Sister?"
"Hm." The Emperor only muttered he was too lazy to go back to his room.
"Go back!" throw Krystal out while shaking the Emperor's currently weak body.
"Lazy!" the man's snort was instead hugging the bolster of Krystal's Pororo image.
"Sister, I want to sleep" said Krystal again who began to be caught off guard by the Emperor's exorcism.
"Yes sleep." said the Emperor.
"Well, if you're here, how am I sleeping?!" krystal said sebal, he sat on the remaining narrow land in his bed because it had been partially controlled by the Emperor.
Taps!
Bruk!
With a short time, the Emperor pulled Krystal's wrist and carried her into his arms, using his left hand as his right hand was still injured.
Deg deg!
Krystal's heart was pounding, didn't this man know that he was trying to hold back and harbour his feelings?!
Exorbitant!
But the Emperor did not know.
"Let's sleep!"
"Sister.."
"Otherwise?!" this time the Emperor was upset that Krystal was so chatty from earlier.
Eventually, though awkward, Krystal chose to sleep with the Emperor beside her.
Where does he sleep on the arm of a sick person?
The next morning, the Emperor awoke without Krystal next to him.
Krystal should have slept late because she had trouble sleeping last night because she was nervous.
But, because of nervousness it was also what led him to get up and get out of bed immediately.
Krystal has cleaned everything, only the kitchen is not finished he cleaned.
Actually since their relationship was familiar, Krystal was never again considered a maid by the Emperor, even freed from all his work, only Krystal would know himself.
The girl held her face, while staring at the busy city scene in the morning, it was time for people to go to work.
Dorr!
Krystal was shocked, because suddenly the Emperor surprised him who was busy looking at the scene while daydreaming of his unclear feelings for the man.
The man's left hand was perfectly coiled around his waist, "Sister, your hand!" krystal protest.
"Why? What wrong?" asked the Emperor while releasing his hand from Krystal.
"Sister, you're old you should know that this is wrong!" said Krystal who was suddenly mixed with emotions.
"Wrong?"
"You make me misunderstand, you already have a lover so just hug your lover if if this is a joke, this oath is not funny!" his cerocos reveals the grunts he craves.
"Misunderstand me?"
The emperor did not understand.
"Stupid! Stupid emperor!" krystal.
"What did you say?"
"Stupid! Stupid emperor!" repeat Krystal firmly without fear of staring at the Emperor's sharp netra.
The Emperor does not accept it, although it is true that he is a fool about love.
The emperor pulled Krystal's wrist and pulled the body closer to her side, until their bodies stuck together.
"Who are you saying you're stupid, little girl?" the Emperor was right in front of the face of the girl who was only three centimeters away.
"Emperor!"
The cup!
Unable to see the sweet lips from a close distance, the Emperor planted a light kiss there.
Unsatisfied, he re-inflated it and slightly **********.
Krystal rounded her eyes perfectly, "Sister, what are you doing?! This isn't funny!" snapped it.
"If you're just joking around, I'm not funny, because joking you've grown love in my heart, the wrong love because you already have Liora!" as Krystal said, her breath was between the cause of their kiss and the burning emotion.
"Krys, what did you say?" the Emperor asked confusedly, did he not hear wrong ?
"I love you, I love you, I've told you before, right, you're the type of guy I dream of? Sorry brother.. After this I just go home, I don't want to expect the same prospective husband people." said Krystal then distanced himself from the Emperor with a messy feeling.