Oh My Cecunguk
Episode 82

"So... You love me?" alan asked with wide eyes. He was silent, waiting for an answer with a probing look.

I took a deep breath before answering. "Yes, I like you, Al and I are willing to be your wife."

Instantly, her pale lips cracked. "really? You're not lying?" he asked, as if in disbelief.

"Hm, I'm not lying" I said seriously.

With sparkling eyes and an increasingly wide smile, Alan rose from his seat and stood up straight. Then raise my body with both hands and go around in circles.

"Yes! What the hell are you doing? Hurry, put me down" I said in a soft voice. Scared of being heard by people who are cleaning this room. It would be a shame if they caught me being alone with their boss, in his dugout that was only blocked by curtains as a barrier.

I held both hands on his shoulders, holding on tightly. Although his arms are quite muscular, but they don't seem to be very strong because of his thin body, I'm afraid of falling.

"What am I doing?" Alan repeated. His entire face radiated joy as he added the next three words "I'm holding you."

"I know you're carrying me" I said with my eyes closed. I started to feel dizzy as he kept going around in circles.

"You already know but you still ask" he said with a small laugh.

"That's a reflex, not the point."

"Then what's the point?" tanyakanya.

"Stop going around in circles and put me down first, my head is dizzy" I complained.

"All right." Alan finally stopped, but still didn't want to put me down. Still in his trunk, he took me to a table next to the bed, and sat me there.

"Still dizzy?" tanyanya stroked my face.

"A little" I said, lowering his hand from his shoulder.

"Stand back" he said, pushing my head against his chest. One hand gently stroked my hair.

It felt very comfortable leaning against his warm field chest. Besides, his body was also very fragrant. I let out a deep sigh, sniffing the citrusy scent that stuck to his white shirt. It is refreshing as well as soothing. The dizziness in my head was gone.

"Young Master, the room is done in the clean. The table has also been replaced with a new one" Arman said, breaking the silence between us. He stood behind the curtain, only his shoes were visible.

"Hm," said Alan briefly. He did not even bother to turn around and look at his assistant.

"Do you need anything else, Young Master?"

"Nothing."

"Then I resign" said Arman.

Again Alan only answered with one short word. "Hm."

Arman rushed away. However, when just a few steps Alan called him. “Arman..."

"Yes, Young Master" said Arman, stopping his steps and turning around. Back facing us.

"Prepare the car, we'll pay a visit to the main house" Alan said.

"Okay, Young Master. I immediately prepared it. Besides the car, should I prepare something else as well?" Arman paused for a moment, looking hesitant as he added the next sentence. "Like a parcel for the great Lord, for example,"

"no need. The old man already had everything, he didn't need anything" Alan said without taking his eyes off my face. I looked at him as his thumb ran down my lips. The jakunnya move up and down.

From his gaze, I could tell what he was thinking right now. He must have wanted 'it' "Not now, there is still Arman" I said in a whispering voice.

Alan swallowed his saliva again. After that look back and again talk to Arman "You can go now."

"Okay, Young Master." Arman returned to his feet.

"Close the door and don't let anyone into my room" Alan shouted before Arman left the room.

"Yes, Young Master," Arman replied in passing.

As soon as the door closed, Alan immediately grabbed my lips and devoured them greedily. He didn't even give me a chance to breathe.

My breath and his breath mixed into one, splashing into each other's faces. We didn't speak, but the room was noisy enough by the sound created by our lips clashing together. My heart and his heart beat faster, so fast that it almost exploded.

The kiss lasted long enough. About five or seven minutes and maybe even longer if my phone doesn't keep ringing.

"Who's calling?" ask her with an annoyed face. I'm not surprised by his habit of being angry if his pleasure is disturbed.

"I don't know, it's a new number" I said, showing him my phone.

"Let me lift up." Alan snatched the phone from my hand. Shift the screen first before bringing the flat object closer to his ear.

"Hello, who is this? Don't say anything and end the call immediately if it's not something important."

I chuckle at the hearing of the story. I guess the other party hasn't even said a word yet but Alan has already stormed it again.

"Why not answer? are you mute?" Alan looked increasingly upset. "Copper half a second, say something quickly or I'll close it" he said impatiently.

Alan always kept his word. He closed it half a second later. "I think he's mute" he said, prodding the flat object at me.

I took the phone out of his hand, then put it in his pants pocket. "It's not him who's mute, but you who didn't give him a chance to talk" I said as I got off the table.

"I've given him time, he's the only one who won't use the opportunity" he protested.

"Half a second?" I said glancing at him. "What do you think can be said in such a short time?"

Alan did not answer. He looked away, staring in any direction. I can only smile at his behavior.

"Aren't you going? Arman may have been waiting a long time" I said.

"All right, let's go down" he said, grabbing my hand.

"I'm coming too?" ask me confused.

"Of course" he said, pulling me out.

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