The Love Struggle of Young Miss
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"Mike, are the eggs ripe?" cacha asked spoiledly. She walked casually closer to her husband without caring about Fey's whereabouts. Mike's face that looked very flat was now filled with smiles.

"Already, at the request of the Princess, two cow's eye eggs. You sure you don't want rice?" mike asked, putting the egg on the plate.

"No, Mike. I'm dieting." Cacha took the little egg to taste it.

"It's hot, wait a minute. Don't let your tongue hurt" said Mike gently. Fey who saw that growled even more annoyed.

"Everywhere, the wife who serves the husband is not the other way around," Fey quipped distracting Cacha and Mike.

"Mike, do you mind?" cacha asked without responding to Fey's words.

"Of course not. You want anything I'll do. There is no rule that requires only the wife to serve the husband." Mike spoke out loud.

"I love you, Mike." Cacha kissed Mike's lips which made the man pause for a moment.

"Don't upset me, Neng." Mike lifted Cacha's body and sat her down next to the stove table. Cacha chuckled as she wrapped her hands around her husband's neck.

"I want to hear you say love again, Neng," pinta Mike, but Cacha shook her head quickly and her laughter grew louder. "You're really adorable!"

Mike kissed Cacha's whole face lovingly, they didn't care even though Fey was still there and was staring furiously at them.

"Mike, if one day my face isn't pretty anymore, and even I'm fat would you still love me?" ask Cacha spoiled.

"of course. I love you not because of physicality, but because you can make me fall in love and there will never be another woman again." This time, it was Cacha who kissed her husband's face. "Why are you wearing a jacket, are you cold?" asked Mike in wonder.

"No, Mike. I feel very sultry, but I am lazy to open my own jacket," Cacha spoke very spoiled.

"You are just there." Mike nodded in disbelief. He opened the jacket slowly. However, when the jacket was open, Mike's eyes were wide open when he saw the scenery that so evoked his passion. Cacha covered the laughter as she looked at Mike's face.

"You want to tease me, hemm?" Mike kissed Cacha's cheek very anxiously, and the man's hand pulled the jacket zipper back up to close it. Cacha who saw that only sighed disappointedly.

"You're not tempted and you want to do that, Mike?" cacha asked with a pouting face.

"I'm very tempted, but I don't want to do that here. Afraid that your father might catch us, there's someone else here anyway" Mike said with a faint smile.

Mike turned around and held Cacha on his back. Cacha put her hands around her husband's neck. Not to forget, Mike brought a plate containing eggs in his right hand.

"Calm down. I'm not a weak man." Mike walked out of the kitchen past Fey just like that. In fact, they acted as if there was no woman there.

Fey growled furiously as he looked at those who were slowly moving away. The woman's hand was clenched tightly with teeth clasping, she was really very angry with their attitude and romanticism.

"Look, I'll destroy you!" suck Fey before leaving the kitchen.

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Mike dropped his wife on the bed, then he sat down on the edge of the mattress and thrust the plate. Cacha received with great enthusiasm. He ate the cow's eye eggs very greedily, even Mike shook his head when he saw it. There were not five minutes, the two eggs were gone. Cacha took a glass of water and drank it in one throat.

"Are you full?" ask Mike. Cacha nodded quickly. He turned around and wanted to go to sleep.

"Come, Mike, we're sleeping. It's night," Cacha asked.

"You don't be naughty, yeah. It teased me and now you want to sleep. It's not that easy, Neng. You have to take responsibility." Mike climbs onto Cacha's body and restrains it.

"I didn't do anything, Mike," Cacha argued. He folded his lips to hold back the laughter. Mike did not answer and looked busy opening the jacket that was still worn by Cacha.

"You look so pretty and seductive while wearing this sexy outfit" whispered Mike right in Cacha's ear. Afterwards, he kissed Cacha's back neck so as to make the woman's body bristle.

Mike kissed Cacha's lips very gently, and Cacha began to compensate. After a long exchange of saliva, Mike lowered his kiss, explored his wife's neck and continued down until his chest opened.

"Maike." Cacha was powerless to resist sigh*n when Mike had taken out the twin hills from the thin cloth that covered them. In fact, Mike's tongue was playing there. Cacha just kept mendes*h and grabbed Mike's hair to channel the pleasure he was difficult to describe. In the end, their hot romance ensues.

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