Sinful Angel
SA Chapter 67

Sinful Angel Chapter 67

The hotel buffet menu this morning carries a traditional theme. Some seminar participants along with the committee are still partially seen in the restaurant, eating breakfast. Part of it is not visible, from the information of the committee, most immediately go home overnight after the closing party is over.

Bisma said hello and exchanged words with some seminar participants who greeted while taking a meal. Tya who answered a lot, because Bisma had a fluster when asked about the reason for his absence at the seminar closing party.

“My husband last night wasn't feeling well. It becomes a bit spoiled, ask for company. For that reason I also cannot represent being present at the closing party.”

That's how Tya answered each question. Some people react normally and say the phrase may be healthy always, while some of the rest, especially the wives of entrepreneurs, mengerling meaningfully when seeing some signs of love in the neck of Tya, a slight peek out from behind the shanghai-collared white tunic that Tya wore. Tya replied with a confident kerling and it attracted several wives whispering entrepreneurs asking for special tips before leaving so that their husbands were also hot in bed.

Sitting face to face, both focus on the contents of each plate. Besides because the menu is appetizing, the greed they eat is also caused by severe hunger.

It is undeniable that Bisma and Tya are indeed starving, because they missed the dinner that was originally planned to attend dinner together at the closing party event even ended by filling each other with hunger on different terrains. Not on a plate, but on a bed.

The bisma gulped down the mineral water, washing her mouth and throat after the contents of her plate landed perfectly in the stomach. Since waking up, he has avoided seeing Tya or looking at her beauty directly.

When leaning back while enjoying a sip of water, both of Bhishma's eyes were without being told to look at the woman sitting in front of him who was still chewing and swallowing the contents of his plate and he immediately gasped as Tya swallowed and her gaze dropped to Tya's neck. Bisma chokes when she finds some faint red traces under a thin powder sweep peering down Tya's neck as Tya swallows her food.

“Eh, drink it slowly, Mas. It'll be a sprain." Tya put the spoon and fork. Rising from his chair, he leaned over and patted the Bhishma's back.

His choking did improve, but then he bought and spontaneously his cheeks heated up as the tracks on Tya's neck became more visible from a very close distance, scattered quite a lot, of course, Tya's neck ended in such a pattern due to the actions of her lips last night.

Tya sat back down. Taking out his cutlery again was about to continue eating. However, Tya scooped up the contents of her plate when she found out that Bhishma's reaction was widening her eyes half glared at him.

“Why see me like that, Mas?” tanya Tya was astonished. “So weird? Are my clothes less suitable or less polite?”

Tya looked at herself and frowned. The short-sleeved loose tunic with the shanghai collar model he wore looked fine in his eyes, nothing was wrong.

“Ehm, um. I-I'm not looking at you,” rebut Bhishma fast. But the truth is not so.

Why is the mature and unpretentious Mas Bisma so cute anyway if salting gini? Even though last night had called him alias, Inner Tya giggled amusedly.

Bisma is not a pubescent teenager who has even been married before. This male adult man turned out to be so innocent and misbehaved when he saw the results of his own hot lip painting printed scattered spoiled on the skin of the neck Tya level. Indicates how passionate he was when he broke the sheets last night.

“Oh, is that it? Kirain worried about me,” said Tya with a doubtful look, teasingly wanting to judge.

“Yes, I no longer see you, but look at that.” Bisma raised her chin towards the entrance of the restaurant, where by chance there now appeared the couple of culprits who staggered her Bisma yesterday. It looks like an argument, seen from the mouth of Prita who was muttering.

Seeing the appearance of the figure of Prita, inexplicably the head of Tya suddenly boil when remembering the words from the mouth of the hotel employee, namely the statement about Prita claiming to be his wife Bisma.

His instincts as a wife unwittingly slowly grow and are embedded in him. The jealous ripples started to interfere. Like a lion queen who feels deprived of her throne territory at the side of the king.

Wake up from his chair. Moved to the side of Bhishma and wrestled there. “Mas, can bribe not?” the door is sweet and spoiled.

The bisma that was still covered in awkwardness almost asphyxiated when Tya instead close herself to him, making it cold hot from toe to head.

“A-what?” he added not understand.

Tya brought her face closer and whispered into Bhishma's ear. It was just a whisper, but Tya's warm breath that eluted the side of her earlobe created another sensation. Soften all the feathers on the body of Bhishma.

“Mas, shouldn't we act harmoniously and sweetly when your ex-wife shows up? So, come feed me,” whispered Tya who then returned to wriggle and lay her head on Bisma's shoulder, while brushing her hair, deliberately wanting to show off another sign of love to Prita.

Prita who finally realized the presence of the ex-husband is so romantic with his new wife in the restaurant. Instantly his face darkened sour, due to the sight that made him feel increasingly upset to the crown after being forced to swallow the failure repeatedly.

Seriate.