Pregnant Child President
38. Changing Room

Ack! Hah .. ngh~

“Why, sick?” Lian's voice sounded heavy. His stocky, wet chest shuts Gia in a decapitation.

Mmmh~ Gia shook her head slowly.

Luckily Gia's stomach has not enlarged so that the position is revealed when ber–cinta is still very safe.

An increasingly frequent and powerful impulse made Gia scream full of pleasure. Both legs are raised as the tempo of the pounding gets faster. The deepest part of the stomach feels like a prick, causing itching throughout the body. His mind broke, his focus only on every touch Lian gave.

Looking at Gia's hair from behind made Lian want to grab it and pull her head up to look up as her pelvis beat faster, but Lian could not bear to do that.

Finally he hugged her from behind, their bodies clinging to each other channeling heat past the surface of the skin.

Wet, slippery and hot.

Ngh~ rights!

Ahhh! Uh!

The sheets are very messy, hit with a sense of unmatched pleasure repeatedly makes Gia have to grip the sheets as an outlet.

Ugh~ uh!

Lian's bellowing sound was extremely heavy, signaling the release of hot lava for the second time getting closer.

His chest felt heavy, his position at the bottom requires Gia to hold the weight of Lian's body weight added again with the embrace of both hands that are circular on the chest and neck almost makes Gia tight.

Not to mention Lian's face that was deliberately buried in the neck, making Gia's body movements very limited.

The hug grew stronger as Lian almost reached the top.

Ughhhh! Huh .. ugh~ ngh~! Huh, huh, huh ....

Lian landed a bite on her neck just as the panar lava came out filling Gia's stomach.

Ack! His screams were stifled, feeling pleasure mixed with pain in the neck.

The pounding began to slow down, the buzz began to weaken. Lian shifted her body lying on the side of the bed. Set the breath tempo.

His attention was diverted to the wife who was still in her original position. Staring at his back full of red marks.

It seemed like Gia was so exhausted, unconscious that she fell asleep after her struggle with Lian twice that night.

Lian got out of bed, went to the bathroom. Finished cleaning himself and wearing clothes, he came out carrying a wet towel and a cup of warm water to clean his wife's body.

“Gia?” lirih. Put the cup on the nightstand. Changing his wife's sleeping position, so it's easy when you want to clean her body.

His facial expression was riveted, seeing the red marks as well as the bite almost filled his wife's entire body.

“Sial, am I really doing all this?” his inner. Lian rubbed her face rough.

Starting from the face, slowly going down to the feet. Slowly began to clean the surface of his wife's skin with a wet towel. None of them were missed.

Only, he was surprised to see the most bite marks were in between the inner thighs. On both the right and left, clearly visible teeth shape and blackish red markings.

Aaaarrgg! Ah~ huh!

Gia's moaning voice reverberated in her ears when she ragged and even sucked out Gia's Mrs.V.

“I must be crazy!” When she finished, Lian covered her body with a blanket.

Ngh–

His steps stopped at the bathroom doorway, turning to look at Gia. Seeing his wife getting restless, Lian immediately approached after returning the towel to its original place.

After getting into bed, Lian did not lie down. For a moment to sit, deliberately waiting for the reaction Gia will be like after she was there.

As imagined, Gia searches for her husband's whereabouts in her closed eyes.

Through the scent of pheromones owned by the husband, Gia herself fell asleep again with a snuggled position right on the side of Lian.

Gia was even still swallowing–jang, Lian had not had time to help her put on her pajamas.

In the end, Lian lay down next to Gia. Bringing his wife in a trap. Letting Gia sleep in her arms.

~♤~

The next morning, Gia woke up from her sleep. Fragrant, that's the scent of pheromones owned by her husband attached to the pillow, sheets and even blankets, although in fact when the eyes open, Lian is no longer beside her.

Her face brightened, Gia smiled thinly believing that Lian had slept right next to her last night.

“You're up?” Lian's heavy voice messed with the mind.

Gia sat up, wearing a blanket to cover her chest. “Sorry, I should have gotten up earlier than you.” Quickly get out of bed, but stopped when pain invaded his body. What's more in the Mrv.V section and both legs.

Uh! Rintih Gia was restrained, had a glance at Lian who was busy with a cellphone. “Don't let him know that I have trouble walking. Could-can he think I'm looking for an excuse,” his inner self.

Although it still shook the rest of the night, Gia tried hard to stand up. “Eh!” But surprised because Lian suddenly came and carried her body. “Presdir?” Gia gawking, confusion.

“If you have trouble walking you should tell me.” Lian took him to the bathroom.

“Sorry, it's been a hassle.”

“No need to apologize, this is all I did for my baby!” Lian took Gia down, closed the door.

“Hah ... yes, yes, yes, I Know, I Know! For whom else if not for your baby.” Gia kept grumbling. “Your baby? Yes times ... This is also my baby, right?” Gia dared to say because the door was already closed, if Liana was still there, where might she dare to nag.

Chequek!

Gia came out after finishing her bath, still wearing a kimono towel. “This shirt is for me?” I saw a black dress on the bed.

“Then you think I'll use it?” Lian had finished wearing a suit. “Wear your dress why are you daydreaming?”

“E, ta–tapi ..”

“Why? You're ashamed of me?” Lian can't believe it. “Why should I be ashamed, I have even felt it all!” he said referring to Gia's body. Lian relented, opting out into the corridor to enjoy a cigarette.

“Where do you go so early I have to wear a dress?” muttered Gia. “Ah jeez, the smoke smell of her skirt until it smells.” Uhuk! Uhuk! Gia deliberately coughed, even the sound was getting louder.

His steps stopped seeing Gia's back filled with red marks and bites exposed before his eyes. Lian forgets and wrongly chooses a dress for his wife.

Without thinking Lian took off the suit she was wearing. Use it to cover Gia's body.

“Eh, President why are you ..” Gia was confused as her husband's suit perched on both shoulders.

“Just wear it until I ask you to take off the suit. Come!” Lian extended her hand.

Gia stared at Lian's hand.

“What are you thinking, I did this kare–“

“Your baby!” gia Sahut. “I know!” annoyed.

“Good, so I don't have to explain anymore and you don't have to get me wrong. Don't be happy just yet, I'm still mad at you.” His expression was fierce, there was not the slightest smile. “Come!”

Gia returned her hand, they stepped out of the room.

~♤~

Gia was curious when Lian stopped her car in front of a boutique.

“Come down.” Lian opened the car door.

Without asking much, Gia complied.

Lian chose a fairly closed dress, although the curves of her body were clearly visible but she did not want the red marks on Gia's body to be seen by others.

“Come!” Lian pulls Gia's hand, takes her into the dressing room.

“Presdir, wait!” Gia was surprised, her steps stopped.

“Why?”

“A–I can do it myself.” Fizzy cheeks.

“No, I'll come in with you.”

Unable to resist, Gia finally went inside.

It was very awkward, despite being married but Lian's attitude clearly made some distance between them.

Her body jolted, Gia was stunned as Lian pulled her arm forcefully against the glass.

“Presdir?” His chest thumped, staring at the reflection of himself in the mirror. While Lian was standing right behind him, clinging to it indefinitely.

“Look,” said Lian took off the suit from Gia's body. “You wonder why I want you to change her dress?”

Nervous, Gia squeezed out the dress she was wearing. Looking at the red marks on part of his body, his two eyes instantly rounded.

“Now change your dress, I will wait outside.”

“Presdir, wait!” Pulling the end of the suit Lian wore was like a scared little kid in the living.

“Why?”

“Do not go far.” Her attitude is childlike, adorable.

There was a sense of wanting to devour his wife at that moment but Lian realized she did not have much time. “Call me if need help, I will stand in front of the dressing room.” Lian stepped out, raising a call from Lee. “Halo, Mr Lee?”

Gia had taken off her dress and replaced it with a new one. Lian's choice of dress was never wrong. This time Gia looks like a Chinese.

Dresses with collar pieces rather high, as well as having arms. That way Lian no longer need to fear the red marks exposed.

“Presdir?” Gia opened the curtain slightly.

Lian's over the call from Mr. Lee. Looking up, looking at Gia peeking out from behind the curtains. “What are you doing?”

“Uhm, lesretingnya .. Can you help me?”

Lian stepped in, closing the curtains. His attention was fixed on Gia's back which was visible due to the lesreting that was so long it reached the pelvis.

“Presdir, please,” pinta Gia.

Surprisingly Lian felt that as Gia grew more adorable, every action and demeanor of his wife was really like a child in need of attention.

Gia was only silent when Lian was busy pulling the back lesreting. Her eyes were fixed on the glass, staring at the shadow of her husband's face. “Very handsome,” murmured.

Lian's hand was glued, clearly she heard what Gia had just said. Gh! His dehem deliberately neutralized the atmosphere. “It's done, any more?”

Gia turned her body, facing Lian who was right behind. Facing each other, very close. Gia can wake the bottom there if it keeps moving. “No, President. Thank you.”

Lian pulled her chin, raising Gia's bowed face. His thumb rubbed his pointy chin but his eyes were fixed on the tiny lips wet from lipsglose.

Deg, deg, deg!

Her chest was pounding, Gia's face was getting radiant. Lately he really liked the touch from Lian, no matter how small it was.

Lian's nanar gaze confused Gia.

“You brought lipstick?” tanyanya.

“Lipstick?” Gia is confused.

Hm! Lian muttered in response to a question from Gia. His attention continued to focus on the lips.

“No, I only brought lipsglose.”

“Where did you put it, in the hotel room?” Lian's question seemed to be confirming something.

“No, it .. is in the car.”

“Good, so it doesn't matter if your lips are messy. You can wear lipsglose again later.”

“Means, Pres– mmmh~” greeting Gia stalled. His eyes were rounded as Lian grabbed her lips without any excuse.