THE DANCE FOR RICH MAN

THE DANCE FOR RICH MAN
Just curious?


“So who's the baby's father you're carrying?” aksa asked Quen when they reached a restaurant in a five-star hotel that afternoon.


“I don't know,” replied Quen while raising both shoulders together, then he took the menu book given by one of the waiters of the restaurant.


“You sure? I mean, you're pregnant but don't know who the man who impregnated you is? Were you all this time ..” Aksa's speech came to a halt while getting a sharp glare from Quen.


“You took me out of the house just to interrogate me? Were you sent by my parents?!” Quen said flatly and coldly as he stared intently at Aksa who was sitting next to him.


“Quen, I was just asking my curiosity. This has nothing to do with Daddy and your mommy,” Aksa replied honestly while holding one of Quen's hands gently for the girl's emotions to subside.


“Cih! You guys are the same!” Quen brushed off Aksa's hand, and ordered a meal to the waiter, who had been standing not far from his desk. After finishing recording the order menu, the waiter immediately resigned.


“Quen, don't sulk, I beg you,” persuade Aksa to become a foggy buzzer when he sees Quen unwilling to look at him.


“Ck! You actually told me about the father of this baby I bear?! I'll let you know if me and the guy don't know each other, we're just doing a one night stand! SATISFIED!” quen said with great emotion.


Aksa was stunned when she heard Quen's explanation, “You're not kidding ‘kan?” ask Aksa not to believe.


“Of course I seriously said it!” quen replied with annoyance and sewot.


“On what basis did you do a one night stand with a man you didn't know?” Aksa's curiosity grew more excited, as if dissatisfied with Quen's answer and still demanding another explanation, like a mother-in-law who was on the high level of ke-keboan.


“Marketing,” replied Quen in a slow voice.


Aksa was silent for a moment, but a moment later he laughed out loud when he heard his cousin's answer.


“Laugh as much as you!” quen replied fiercely, while rolling both of his eyes lazily.


“Ha ha ha.” Aksa still laughed out loud, even the man could not keep his wife even though he was still wearing a police uniform, until he became the center of attention of the restaurant visitors.


“Then how does it feel? Aren't you curious anymore?” ask Aksa who has managed to ease her laughter.


“It feels good,” replied Quen honestly while singing his lips back.


Aksa patted her head on hearing her crazy cousin's answer.


“Your curiosity has produced a seedling that is now growing in your womb, you are crazy Quen!” Aksa shook her head repeatedly, not thinking about her cousin.


Without them knowing if there is one visitor who has since noticed the two of them, even eavesdropping on their conversation.


“Quen? Is he ...” the person muttered as he looked at the blond girl who had her back.


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Quen, just curious about the pleasure of making love gaes 🤣🙈🙈


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