The Devil Husband's
CHAPTERS 14. HUMANLIKE

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Jihan's request seemed to slap Tiger hard. He rubbed his face rough. Without answering anything, he jumped on the bed to almost crush the woman, if only her arms did not hold her body weight.

Jihan widened her eyelids, she gasped in shock with Tiger's movements. The eyes of the two stared at each other fixedly, as if drifting in a bead beam each.

One hand grabbed Jihan's leg and took off both shoes, then shifted Jihan's legs so that her sleeping position was comfortable.

"Ma .. What do you want?" jihan asked started shaking in fear.

Tiger did not reply, close his head, kiss Jihan's thin lips and ********* voraciously. Jehan's chest roared like thunderous lightning. His hands were all his might holding the chest of the Tiger field. His body began to tremble in fear.

"Tiger! Off!" jihan began to tear when given the chance to take a breath.

The man was even more turbulent to want to control the body of his wife. His hand gripped both of Jihan's arms and pressed her over the head.

Though Tiger had tried to hold it, but still could not beat the passion that had soared. His kisses turned down on the neck of Jihan's level. The scented aroma that burst out from the woman's body increasingly made her riled up. Even a moment Tiger did not miss the surface of the white neck skin that left many traces until it turned reddish.

"Tiger!" jihan sighed unintentionally as he could not stand the man's touches. Cold sweat started to spring up all over his body.

Tiger managed to remove all the cloths that were stuck on Jihan's body with one hand, his movements so fast. So even with all the cloth wrapped in his sturdy body. Both are now equally innocent.

The man also fondled every inch of Jihan's smooth body, her lower abdomen was already slightly protruding. Tiger did not care, he continued to kiss, sipping almost the entire body of Jihan. And the woman could only give up with tears that were flowing more and more.

Unification also occurred after the Tiger warmed up long enough. Jihan hated herself for not being able to hold her lips.****** and moans filled the spacious room as Tiger's movements grew more intense.

After reaching the peak of nirvana, Tiger immediately stepped away from Jihan's body. Covering a glossy plain body showered in sweat as a result of their heated battle for 30 minutes.

The man rushed to clean his body. The cold water flushing from the shower flowed all over his body. His hands were all wet with hair. Finished with her bathing ritual, she prepared warm water on the whirpool.

"Bandah! I prepared the water!" said Tiger on the edge of the bed using only a white towel wrapped around his waist.

Jihan was shaking, her body felt helpless. He refused to even look at the man. Tiger walked away to change clothes. His eyes squinted as he found his wife lying on the bed.

Tiger took a long breath. He then pulled out the blanket of Jihan who immediately got a sharp look and rejection from the woman. There is a pull of a blanket between the two.

"Deliver!" tiger exclaimed a thick cloth around his sturdy arm.

"No!" ketus Jihan was still glaring sharply.

"Oh, would you rather use the rough way?" sahut Tiger grinned coldly.

In one blow, the blanket was attracted completely along with Jihan. Jihan screeched as Tiger caught up then carried her, walking casually towards the bathroom. Jihan's face was instantly red. Want to hide in the ant hole.

Slowly, Tiger put Jihan into the whirpool that was ready for water. His face was flat and expressionless. Jihan tried to cover up her body parts, her gaze kept looking down.

"Leave me alone!" he bit his lower lip.

Next to Tiger's eyebrows raised when he saw the wound on Jihan's leg. He crouched down on the tip of the woman's foot and watched her cross-legged. His hand removed the wet bandage, touching the wound.

"Why this?" his question raised his eyes.

His long sleeves grabbed the shower and set the temperature. Without saying anything, the man began to flush Jihan's body from the top of her head to the tip of her foot.

Want to refuse, it feels free. Because his body was currently completely tired. He also resigned to all the Tiger treatment.

The man's hand felt different. Not like they met at the beginning. Even so, hatred and heartache are still deeply rooted in his heart.

Once clean, Tiger was about to cling back to Jihan's body. But the woman refused hard. "I can do it myself!" he said ketus while standing and reaching for a towel to wrap around his innocent body, as well as a small towel wrapped his hair.

The road is a little bit paved. Tiger followed his wife, then walked out of the room without a sound. As soon as Jihan's body relaxed again, a sigh of relief he exhaled violently. The atmosphere created was just tension.

"Sound! What's he doing?" her murmur grabbed the nightgown and immediately put on it.

While coming out of the walk-in closet, Jihan was surprised because Tiger was sitting on his feet on the edge of the bed. His eyes stared hard and cold.

"Here!" the man raised his head.

Jihan frowned, her eyeballs moving left and right. Doubt would step on her husband.

"Is your ear in trouble?" the jolt again when Jihan did not move at all.

"No! Normal butterflies. But it seems like you're not normal" Jihan's lips folded her arms.

"Not here?" tiger's recoiling further strengthened his gaze.

I don't want Jihan to obey. Rather than having to deal again with the devil's commoners according to Jihan. He walked slowly and hesitated a little. He landed his body at the end of the bed, opposite Tiger.

The man turned his head, an upset voice sounded from his thin lips. He stood up carrying a P3K box and squatted under Jihan. His hand reached out to grab onto Jihan's injured leg.

"No need! I can do it myself!" he pushed his leg away.

Tiger is not called if not force. "Can you shut up?!" yells up.

Jihan's breathing rang rough. Both of his hands were firmly gripped on the side of his body. Unexpectedly, Tiger gave the red medicine and then rewrapped the wound. Jihan's chest felt great rumbling. His eye bead suddenly let out a clear liquid without being asked.

Her lentic fingers wiped the tears violently. His head turned in any direction to take his eyes off Tiger. Once tidy, Tiger moved up and came out of the room again. Before long, Bi Sari came to bring food in a tray.

"Madam, this is the food" said Bi Sari putting a tray on the nightstand.

"Auntie, why bother? Later I can take it myself," Jihan said turning her head.

"Master asked, Madam. Then excuse me to go home. It's almost night. Come, Madam!" bibi bowed and then walked away.

"Yes, Bi. Thank you," said Jihan.

Jihan gave a rough sigh. He was still surprised by the man's attitude. "Then you look like a human, where does he go? Come and go as you please. I was just looking for the wind for a while the storm overtook the storm," he murmured still in confusion.

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