Passion Bed Sergeant Daychi
Daychi freak!

Those narrow eyes with thin eyebrows seemed to widen with the answer the woman had just given. No look of fear or humiliation, he always looks strong and full of rigor.

"Night flowers are not a bad thing.I think you're the one who overestimates."

"Wow!!"

Whuang was silent with a sharpened look standing at this haughty and extremely arrogant human before him. Her luxurious clothes and this beautiful face that was always proud of her looked extremely naive.

"Look! he said the Night Flower wasn't bad? very impressive."

"Go from here!"

Daychi insisted, pulling Whuang out of the two humans.

"Did your mother know you were in a colony like this?"

Gretin...

Whuang's fist instantly strengthened with tightly clenched teeth. He's been trying to hold this off and that woman is fishing for him.

"Cee!"

"Hm."

Whuang looked at Daychi with a look of demand until Daychi nodded off his grip.

"Shut up? that's the stupid guy's answer!"

Bughh...

Lien was wide-eyed as the hard fist was thrust into the pretty face of her Aunty Mey who was smashed into the wall there. Whuang stood right in front of him with a stern face full of anger.

"Try to think before you speak." growled Whuang still carried Kay who continued to make care.

The somewhat blond haired woman smiled as she rubbed the blood on the corner of her lips. Undoubtedly this woman is very strong and has a mentality of steel.

"I'm speaking the truth.You're a filthy woman, aren't you?"

"What's your problem with that?"

Mey grinned standing back straight with eyes growing more awful. Whuang was sure that this woman also had the same martial arts as her.

"You don't deserve to go into my family."

"Blame your great master, why would he marry me to his son."

Whuang replied and then walked away, causing Lien to feel pain. Now everything's gonna be complicated. How could Whuang fight such a hard Aunty Mey?!

"Day!"

"That's enough for tonight."

Daychi said coldly and then followed Whuang who had entered the elevator there. Daychi came in standing beside Whuang who seemed to be silently grasping her arms holding everything up to the closed elevator door in front of them.

No talk at all. Whuang was silent with his thoughts and Daychi glanced at the woman's fingernails already injuring his own arm.

"He just wants to test you."

"I don't care." Whuang replied still in a voice full of anger. It is up to the world to say it Night Flower or Colonial Woman. But Whuang could not accept that her mother had been caught up because she was no longer in this world.

After a while. The elevator opened pulling the second step out to the door of the room at the end of it. Whuang steps so fast as if he wants to dodge and immediately go and disappear. The two entered into this spacious room but Whuang immediately took his coat.

"Where are you going?" Daychi was still standing in front of the room door.

"Get out!"

"Where?"

Whuang looked at Daychi with anger and a face of real emotion.

"You don't understand the meaning of EXIT!!! haa??" whuang jngin snapped his way out but Daychi quickly pulled his phallus into that tight embrace.

"Deliver!!!!"

"It's night!"

"I want out!!! off!!"

Daychi did not take it off at all, even hugging it no matter if the woman's punch continued to hit her back and shoulders.

"You jerk!!! goddamn it!!!"

Kay jumped from Whuang's sling that hit Daychi blindly. She vented all the heat and tightness on her husband.

"Don't bring my mom in on this!!! he's not wrong.he's not wrong!!!" whuang shouted slapping Daychi loudly until the sound of the impact made Kay pensive.

"I.ci!"

Whuang muttered when he realized that he had already crossed the line to hit without basis like this.

"I..Ici. i. k. k.kau.you can reply." said Whuang saw the blood on the corner of the sensual lips. Daychi rubbed the corner of his lips then looked at Whuang who looked guilty.

"You can retaliate. It's my fault!"

"His dear, your cheek will not hold it strong."

Deggs...

"A..I don't have a problem. I can hold it."

"You sure?"

"Hm. do!"

Whuang closed her eyes waiting for the slap with Kay preparing to attack Daychi who swung her hand towards Whuang's face and...

Cup...

Kay widened her eyes as Daychi kissed Whuang's lips with her hands clutching her nape. Kay's eyes immediately twitched and immediately lay on the floor there.

"Ke..Why?"

Inner Whuang was stunned when she did not feel a punch but the soft lips were clinging to the full sensation. Whuang's body stiffened without opening her eyes, making the corner of Daychi's lips raised to give a kiss there.

"This time I'm sorry." whispered Daychi, opening Whuang's eyes wide until the ash gradation severely pierced Daychi's chest.

"K..You're..."

"The next time you say you want to hit."

Daychi turned to hug Whuang who seemed to feel something different. A warm hug without Daychi's usual harsh demeanor. This guy is so different and so warm.

"Why is he like this?"

Inner Whuang did not understand. The hand that used to torment him instead turned to stroke the top of his head with a breath of fragrant Wood Musk used to taste it now flows calmly.

"Is your arm hurting?"

"A.. huh?" whuang asked not so much.

"Your arm you just grabbed it."

Whuang was a bit stiff as Daychi looked at his arm which had a nail mark. The man quickly sat Whuang down on the edge of the bed while grabbing the medicine box near the drawer.

"A. It's okay."

Daychi just silently smeared the shredded wound with the dryer ointment by blowing it gently making Whuang pensively in disbelief. Is this Daychi the Emotional Male Dragon? no. Why is he acting like such a handsome prince?!

"From hurting yourself, it's better to hit the guy."

"Later you'll be angry with me." Whuang replied, becoming annoyed at the woman's words.

"It won't be. while it's still within limits."

"limits? you see him. Does he have any restrictions or not?"

Daychi sighed clasping both Whuang's tapering hands that really wanted to kill him.

"She's the big master's sister you said it was, and very dear."

"Oh. So you're saying I should give up that?" jengah Whuang jerked at the grasp.

"No. You can do anything.."

"Current. most just.."

"Including killing him."

Whuang was immediately surprised to hear that even he could not believe that Daychi supported him. Seeing Whuang Daychi's response to the smile, Whuang slowly pushed Whuang to the bed.

"You're serious?"

"Well! they were the same in my eyes, other than Lien and Mother!"

Daychi answered Whuang's shirt up to the neck so he could see the two crazy mounds wrapped neatly and seductively.

"Why are you hostile to your father? I mean why you should split up and an outsider doesn't know your identity when you need your mother's affection."

"I still love my mother." Daychi answered removing Bera Whuang's connection that was washed away in this story. He spread a smile seeing these two chewy chunks already open freely and very chewy.

"But it seems your father likes to see you miserable."

"Leave it. What about your family?"

Whuang kept silent then looked at Daychi who sipped the top of the ruum as soft as a baby creating a pang of joy.

"Your family.how?"

"You won't understand my family's circumstances."

Daychi's forehead shriveled with his suction still attached making Whuang close her eyes.

"Why?" Daychi tried to find information.

"Let's not know, you won't understand."

Whuang replied with a smile. He was also afraid to remember his life story. Too scary for him.

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