Oh My Cecunguk
Episode 65's

I woke up earlier this morning. After washing my face and gargling, I rushed downstairs. Go to the kitchen and start making breakfast.

I gasped as a pair of hands suddenly crawled around my waist and ended up coiling around my stomach.

"Why are you still surprised? it's not the first time I've hugged you" Alan said, landing his chin on my shoulder.

Right, it's not the first time she's hugged me from behind like just now. I don't know how many times he's done it. I think there are countless fingers. No matter at home or in the office, he would hug me whenever he had the chance. Even so I was still shocked every time he suddenly did so, still not used to it.

"Are you flying? Why didn't I hear footsteps when you walked here?" I tiptoed out to pick up brown jam on the top storage shelf.

"You're too serious when you're cooking" Alan said. His hand was stretched out upwards, helping me pick up the jam when my hand hadn't reached him even though it had jumped.

"Thank you" I said, smiling. A bit of a look up to see his handsome face.

I gasped again when Alan suddenly pulled my body. Took me into his arms, and then landed a flash of lightning on my lips.

"Do it like this when you thank me" he said after letting go of his kiss.

I'm still frozen. My heart beats unbecoming. It was so fast it felt like it was going to explode. Alan chuckled at my expression that might look like an idiot. Mouth open with wide eyes. I quickly turned my face and closed my mouth so awake.

"Are you ashamed?" tanyanya, still laughing.

I nodded quickly, denying it. Although it is actually shameful, it is shameful. "No."

"Is that so?" he said he didn't believe. His left hand stretched out, stroked my cheek for a while then twisted my face to face him. I looked down, not wanting to look at him.

"You're not shy but your cheeks are flushed, your heartbeat also sounds really fast, as if it wants to jump out."

I could feel his breath as Alan brought his face closer to me. Tilting my head and getting ready to kiss me again.

I closed my mouth before his lips touched mine.

Alan turned his face away again. His forehead looked cringing. "Why? Can't I kiss you?" tanyakanya. His face turned sour.

I'm shaking. "It's not. I haven't brushed my teeth" I said. Still silencing the mouth with the palm of the hand.

Instantly his expression turned cheerful again. "It's okay, I haven't brushed my teeth either" he said, pushing away my palms. After that, bring her face closer again.

We returned to lip. This time longer than before. I closed my eyes, enjoying every touch and softness of her lips. Similarly to Alan, his eyes were also closed at ******my lips. He paused for a moment, giving me a chance to take a breath. Then repeat it for a few minutes. Fortunately, Alan's hands supported my waist and back. Otherwise I might have been stranded backwards due to the pressure from his body that kept pushing me.

I reopened my eyes. Shortly after Alan took off my lips. I see his eyes still closed. His breath was still hunting, just like me who was also panting.

However, before long those brownish-black eyes reopened. He looked at my face with both palms on his cheeks, clutching my face.

"I love you, Alea" he said. He kissed my lips again. After that, I clenched my body tightly.

I wrapped both hands around her waist, returning her embrace.

"From today you don't have to book a taxi online anymore, we go to the office together" he said.

"Let them know, I have no intention of hiding our relationship" he replied, casually.

"What's wrong? You seem to mind? You don't want to go with me? Or you don't want anyone else to know our relationship?"

Alan was upset again. I just understood that he has a very bad temper. A little upset, a little angry if his wish is not fulfilled.

I felt a little strange thinking about it. Looks like something's wrong. Shouldn't I be the one acting like that? A little annoyed and then scolded. Like other women in general. As a woman I feel like I failed because I couldn't act like

That's.

"It's not like that" I replied, then.

"If it's not like that, then what's it like, Ale-Ale?" Alan pinched my chin.

I'm not a baby, but Alan often seems to be in a snarl when he sees my face. In addition to pinching my chin, he often pinches my cheeks and also once bites my back.

I looked up, looking at him. "Stop calling me that!" protests, annoyance.

"Then what do you want me to call you? Baby, Love, or Baby?" ask her while putting on a cute face.

I chuckle. "Don't be like that either. That's ridiculous."

"Then what kind of call do you want?" ask Alan, seriously.

"As usual. Alea or Lea's secretary, that's all."

Alan shook his head. "No. You're my boyfriend now, why should I call you secretary Lea? I don't want to call you that."

"Yes, it's up to you. The important thing is not to call me Ale-Ale again" I said, warning.

"Well, Mrs Ars," said Alan, smiling.

I grinned as he called me that. After that walk to the dining table while carrying two portions of toast and a bowl of fruits that I have cut into small pieces.

Alan tailed behind me with a glass of strawberry juice and his favorite cup of black coffee.

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