Spicy Wife
CHAPTER 93

" No need to worry uncle, my anu is tired of traveling. "

Shen was flabbergasted, Gani's father was shocked by Damien's reply and coughed, while Lean's mother immediately covered Asha's ears, and asked her to play with Teo.

" It turns out you're a real asshole, huh? " Gani's father shook his head in wonder.

" That, uncle, I'm an asshole, but that was it. So now I'm a former bastard. " Damien smiled because he felt he could relax when Gani's father's eyes were not as sharp as before.

" The man who has felt it, of course, will be addicted and difficult to stop. So, how could I possibly have agreed to your request earlier. "

" But I wouldn't do that, uncle. Do women feel the same as well? So I'm not curious anymore, nor do I want to be like that anymore. "

Gani's father sighed in annoyance.

" You mean, my son is just like your old ladies? " Gani's father glared furiously, as if he conveyed through the gaze of his eyes that Damien would finish off if Damien had mispronounced.

Afraid? No, for some reason Damien also felt like what Gani's father did was a natural thing, especially Shen had been hurt by a man to harm.

" I don't know what it's like, uncle. I haven't tried, but I promise I won't cheat when I get married. If you still do not believe, make a letter of agreement can also. "

" What will I bet so that I can be sure of your promise? "

" What is it? Treasures are not comparable, right? How about my daughter? "

Lean's mother harrumphed in embarrassment, as did Shen who was embarrassed but also eager to hit Damien's head until it broke.

" Snick bastard, what are you talking about? I'm Shen's parents, so watch your talk. "

" Don't that further clarify my sincerity, uncle? If I had an affair, I would have been castrated, or it could have been cut to the ground. "

Lean's mother and Gani's father were compactly embarrassed by Damien's answers that were too honest mainstream to be heard by them.

" Look at you, you idiot! " Attaste Shen with a soft voice.

" Married or not, of course we can not determine everything. Shen, it is our daughter who has the right to decide. So we'll follow what Shen wants. "

After that discussion, Lean's mother and Gani's father returned to discuss Damien.

" Dad, how could you not refuse? I saw that young man, didn't I? He was a whimper, not to mention he was a jerk who had been in relationships with many women. Hmh! It was fortunate that Shen did not manage to be seduced like the woman he was. "

Gani's father smiled, he understood his wife's concerns, but he felt that there was nothing to worry about.

" Why are you smiling? You don't mind that strange guy? "

" Mom, that man may have had a bad history in the past. But, what about Arnold who has a clean history of these kinds of things? We used to be very confident that Shen would be happy with Arnold who had never been involved in a bad relationship with women, but the result is that we also both already know, right? "

Lean's mother sighed.

" That's what I mean, Dad. If a man like Arnold could have an affair, what about that kind of man? "

" Look, Mom! " Gani's father asked his wife to catch up with him who was now in his bedroom window. He shows how Damien and Asha are playing, and sometimes Damien teases Shen, and finally the punch is what Damien gets.

" The man does look lost, but if he just wanted to play Shen, he would naturally not bother himself coming here, nor could he possibly be so close to Asha. Did you hear that? He was even willing to make a statement letter with his own collateral item, indeed a mad man of love! " Gani's father chuckles softly, but Lean's mother instead becomes upset herself.

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" In fact, you realize not what you're doing? " Marisa's staring at Digo with a strange look, how not? He kept doing crazy things all day. Helping in the kitchen but also not wanting to miss the opportunity to kiss Marisa, breaking into the bath while she was in the shower with the excuse of wanting to help, but fortunately she did not do anything perverted in there. Did not stop there, Digo was also the one who prepared an open nightgown for Marisa either when the bus was in his closet. Now know what Digo did? The man was painting Marisa's toenails, and she even painted her fingernails. Weirdo? It's weird for Marisa.

" Conscious, I'm just helping you take care of yourself, isn't this wrong, dear? "

Ow hell! Again, dear, if the exit from the mouth of Digo certainly can only make his stomach feel cramped, and can no longer talk much.

" Dear, after this I helped massage your body huh? You must be tired all day. "

Marisa frowned confused by Digo's words just now. Tired up? Shouldn't that word be more suitable for Digo? How could he not realize that all day he himself was busy doing many things.

After finishing painting all Marisa's nails, and the nail polish is also dry. Now it's time to massage Marisa's body.

" Dear, let's lie down, I'll massage your body. "

" I don't want to, I don't feel tired anyway. " Marisa said because that's how it is.

Digo was silent for a moment, but afterwards he led Marisa's body to lie down immediately, then lay on her stomach so that she could massage him.

" Digo, I said no, I don't feel tired. "

" Then let's just say I want to massage you, so don't refuse huh? "

Actually, Marisa knows that there are things that Digo wants from her, but just look where he will try.

Marisa is quietly enjoying Digo's hand massage that feels comfortable too apparently. Slowly Digo moved his hands, until soon Digo's hands reached the thighs. Still not stopping, Digo with a movement that can be said to be deceiving suddenly arrived at the part that he really wants.

Still wanting to let it go, be Digo's hand as if getting the green light. Continuously, the hand was massaging, also rubbing gently.

" My body is very comfortable now, so you can stop. " Said Marisa while turning her body when she realized Digo's fingers would have slipped into the fabric covering the bottom.

" But baby, how about a little bit more? " Pinta Digo with pleading gaze.

" No, you must be tired too, right? We sleep now, it's night. "

Sleep on? When his is standing up? Was it just a ceremony and failed to get put to sleep like this? No, it can't be like this! With a fairly open nightgown Marisa was nearby, where perhaps she could sleep.

" Dear, sorry to be a little pushy, but I'd rather have a sore waist than my hands. " Digo put away the blanket Marisa had just used to cover her body, then overcame her immediately.

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