Sexy Bodyguard Jack
My beloved . . .

The last place we visited was a well-known beauty clinic that sold various types of skincare products and other female needs - ranging from products for bathing, bathing, the products used for day and night skin care, as well as various types of equipment - - which I basically do not understand how they are applied.

At first I just told Bang Jack that if I asked to buy mekap, I wanted to learn to decorate myself like my old High School friends whose eyebrows were formed, his lips were redder, he said, and wiry eyes. No neko-neko let alone want to decorate thickly. But, to my surprise, Bang Jack took me to a beauty clinic and told me to consult a dermatologist. Obviously at first I immediately protested, I think it was excessive. But as always, Bang Jack put himself in control -- completely - of my life.

"You should not try to use products carelessly. It risks ruining your beauty. Understood?"

Uuuuuh.

"What if I'm not beautiful anymore? You want to throw me away? Hmm?"

"What kind of question is that, Rose? If your beauty can be preserved, why must it be destroyed?"

"Yes my. You don't have to be that serious either, dong, dear brother. No need for sensi. I just. I'm sorry, okay?"

But he didn't say. Well, because it's been made delicious, so yes. I ordered whatever the doctor thought was right for me. In addition to skincare for face care day and night, I also order soap, shampoo, scrubs, lotions, and other equipment. But for Bang Jack, he didn't allow me to wear any kind of foundation and any kind of powder. She told the doctor herself that she wanted my face to be naturally beautiful, pure white and glowing aka glowing from my own skin, not disguised or even covered with a mask - that is, the layer of powder and the pedestal. She wanted my skin - the skin of an 18-year-old girl - to be cared for and maintained, instead of being masked with powder and plinths that could potentially clog pores and damage my facial skin.

I was embarrassed by his disappointment in front of the doctor.

"Why should you be ashamed?" tanyanya realized my reaction. "You are mine. Am I wrong if I want to keep my own?"

I'm shaking. "You're always right" I said. "And it will always be right. I promise I will obey whatever you say. Okay, my super-bug brother?"

What am I arguing for? Free. He is indisputable and will not want to be denied.

"Don't sulk. If at any time we can live freely and we must attend parties or official events, I will call you a special perias. But not for everyday. I want my boyfriend to stay naturally beautiful. Beautiful natural. That's it."

I'm nodding. "I understand" I said.

"good. Is there anything else you want to buy?"

"No. That's enough."

"You want to go home?"

"Em."

"Come on."

But the atmosphere still hasn't melted completely. Even after Bang Jack drove a car a few kilometers away, my mood still hasn't returned intact.

"Do you want to cook at home or buy it? Or do you want us to have dinner outside?" ask Bang Jack.

I'm shaking. My mood is currently down, can not because of the taste of my cooking later. "I'm tired" I said. "If you can-"

"Say you want to buy."

"Yes." Yeah."

"What do you want to buy?"

"I'd like a steak chip, burger, sandwich, pizza, brownie, plus a doughnut. Everything."

Ahaha! You are shameless. Now I'm chuckling to myself.

But let. After all, the man beside me was just poking at his lips desperately. He tried to hold back the laughter while nodding. "All right," he said. "But there are rules to eating, yes. You can taste everything, but a little bit. Do not spend it directly because it can accumulate fat. You'll be fat. No, don't get to."

Hmm. I took a deep breath. "If I'm fat, why?"

"You're beautiful, you're sexy. Why would you ruin your beauty by hoarding fat, right? I like you sexy. Keep it."

But come to think of it, he was right. Beauty and beauty must be maintained. Which man wants his woman to deliberately make herself ugly and deliberately make herself fat? Again - intentionally. I don't think there is. If you can and can, everyone wants and will try as much as possible so that he can look more beautiful and more attractive. Right, guys?

"Thank you for the compliment. I will try to keep myself like this. As you wish."

Now he's smiling. "It should be so. Your boyfriend is handsome, so you should always be beautiful. Especially my body sixpack like this. You also need to be sexy. So... We're always compatible, aren't we?"

Hmm.. basic..believe himself very high. Understandably, he is handsome.

"But, if, yes, if later I get pregnant, continue to increase my body weight and maybe I become fat like most pregnant women, how? You're gonna tell me to exercise extra? So, I have to go on a diet desperately? Hm? Or, maybe you'll throw me away?"

Pinched, right on my left cheek. "What do you think I am? From now on it's a waste, a waste. Hmm?"

"Yes sorry. You-you part"

"Pregnancy and breastfeeding are different contexts, dear."

"Em, continues?"

"What?"

"Aren't you going to protest?"

Boost. Bang Jack's smile almost matched the light of the moon in the dark sky above. With that cheerful face, she said, "If your hormones when you're pregnant and when you're breastfeeding make you fat, how will you do? Just accept. I will not protest at all. The vow. I promise I won't protest at all. If you don't believe me, I can prove it. Seriously. Want to get pregnant now? Okay, yuk?"

"Yepinya...!"

As usual, I squealed and she instead chuckled at the pleasure.

"Don't sulk. I'm just kidding."

"Joking on!"

"You don't want me to joke?"

"No."

"Yes already. Then I'm serious. Comeon?"

"What?"

"Pregnant."

"Yepinya...!"

"Wouldn't you?"

"No."

"Seriously, you don't want to have a child from me?"

"Now. But--"

"If so come on, we make it."

"Remember...."

Again he chuckles at the pleasure. The jokes aren't funny, you know!