My wife Bad Girl
Sixty Nine

Don't ask me what punishment Richard passed on to me. I'm ashamed to remember that, let alone the story.

Richard taught me how to be a high-level husband. HUSBAND! I call husband you yes, so kalao lakik you still deber girlfriend, far - far from Richard's lessons.

Last night Richard really managed to make me realize all his wild fantasies. Aarrgghh. If Richard so drowned himself in the sea for wearing a nightgown, I'd go with him.

Last night I just found out there's another way it's release besides the knee in the cage. And Richard was king for a long time. Because I only work, Richard just moaned favors under me.

STOP OUT! Don't shadow! Fast!

My lips are swollen, my jaw is stiff my hand pegel. Do you understand the direction of my conversation?!

Sorry, I'm not going to ask a macem - macem again to Richard.

The sunlight began to shoot me working my eyes. Groped the bed next to me. Blank. Where is my former king?

My eyes and hearing were turned to the bathroom. Slender. There is no sound of water. I put on Richard's oversized t-shirt on my body to go to the pool because the slidding dong is slightly open.

Richard was swimming. In the morning, my eyes were pampered with a beautiful view.

"Darling, are you awake?" Richard noticed my presence leaning against the door enjoying the beautiful scenery that only belonged to me.

This Aaiissh must have been because of Richard's teachings last night.

"Wimming?" bargained for.

"No. I'll tidy up the suitcase." I escaped into the room.

"Is everything ready, baby?" Richard was neat and fragrant.

"I'm gonna take a shower." Me and Richard have to get to the airport if they don't want to miss the plane.

Richard hugged from behind, leaning his head against my shoulder. "You happy?"

"In addition to your ridiculousness that forbids visiting faraway places, I am happy appa. Thank you. "one kiss as a thank you.

"alright. Let's go home. Angel and eomma wait."

*****

This week my routine is back to how it was. Take care of Angel and house eyebrow apartment.

Eomma has returned to Seoul and will be back before I give birth.

After Angel entered the class, I left school because there were some designs that had to be finished immediately.

But it turns out in the parking lot my car was guarded the same Om Sarah. "Mrs Sarah? You waiting for me?"

"Leave Richard. Divorce him, let Jasmin be his wife." katany in the tone of command.

"So you can master the insurance that Rosaline inherited?" I uphold my standing position, giving gesture I am not afraid of the threat.

"I have a right to that insurance. Rosaline my son.'

" I'm sorry, ma'am, consider me a fool. As stupid as I am, I still don't think how can you think you have rights?"

"Rosaline collects money for that insurance in her own sweat, not asking for your help. How can there be your rights?"

"After all, haven't you never admitted Rosaline to your family?"

"You don't interfere! Just follow my orders!" Oma Sarah started to bleed.

"I'm not your waiter."

"Don't blame me for being rude!" threaten her.

"Please. You think I'm scared? Apparently you don't know me yet, madam."

"You're the same as your mother. Grabber! The penniless!"

I pushed Oma Sarah into the car. "Dragon's talk you! I'll never beat you up."

"Basic thugs!" The hardik.

"Then you have to be careful, before this thug hurts you." I got in the car. BRAGH! close the car door hard.