The Young Master's Contract Boyfriend

The Young Master's Contract Boyfriend
#16# What Doesn't Bribe Me?


Arven smiled at Freya who was so focused on her ice cream. It's like a kid who's so happy just to buy ice cream.


On a whim, Arven poked Freya in the cheek with the ice cream spoon. Until the ice cream stuck to Freya's cheek. Arven chuckles funny at what he's doing. I don't know, but he's happy with something as simple as this.


"aaa.. Honey, you are" Freya pouted as she rubbed the ice cream against her cheek. Then he moved it to Arven's nose. And they both laughed at it.


On a different park bench, Hendrick looked at the couple who were joking and laughing at each other. And Hendrick was delighted to see Arven so happy with Freya.


There seems to be another reason why Young Master wanted to make her a contract boyfriend just because she made a mistake.


Back at the contract pair that seemed to be getting comfortable to chat casually.


"So, tomorrow accompany me to lunch again" said Arven.


Freya took a tissue from inside her bag, she wiped the ice cream marks on Arven's nose as well as his lips. I don't know why he's doing this and there's no more great nervousness when he's doing things like this to Arven.


"But tomorrow I'm working, so I can't" Freya said.


Arven caught Freya's hand that had finished cleaning her lips from the ice cream marks. Gently pecking the back of Freya's hand, enough to make Freya surprised, but getting used to it because Arven always does things as he pleases.


"Then how about dinner?" 


Freya sighed softly. "I work till night, so I can't"


Arven immediately changed the look of his face, he was annoyed because Freya could not comply with his wishes. But how else because indeed Freya can not continue to leave her job.


"Tonight I'll go with you for dinner, how? Because tomorrow I still have to work" said Freya.


Arven immediately turned his head, his grieved face started to melt. "Okay, where are you going to eat?"


Freya smiled, she rubbed the back of Arven's hand that had been clasping her hand ever since. "If I were the one who made you, would you? So we don't have to eat out, just eat in your apartment. Let me cook, what do you like?"


"Anything, I'm going to eat my girlfriend's cooking" Arven said.


Freya's face immediately reddened, for some reason her heart was pounding happily with Arven's words just now. Don't lure Freya, don't let you get comfortable and fall in love with her. Remember that all this is just a contract of cooperation.


Of course Freya can't let her heart fall in love with Arven. Because in fact Arven is only one who makes himself as a contract girlfriend only.


"Then let's go shopping for the ingredients" said Freya eagerly.


Arven nodded, he smiled looking at Freya's enthusiastic face. They went to the supermarket to buy some food. Arven is pushing the shopping cart and Freya is picking out some ingredients.


"I think I'm happy shopping together like this. If possible we have to shop together often like this" said Arven.


Freya just smiled hearing that, of course she also felt good to be shopping together. But why should I be happy? Is she just a contract boyfriend? He murmured inwardly with his own confusion. Still trying to close his heart so as not to be more comfortable with Arven. Because it is aware that this story is only determined by a cooperation contract.


His hands are so good at using cooking utensils, making Arven have more admiration for him. I still can't believe that there is a woman in her apartment right now. In the past, he never allowed anyone into this apartment other than Hendrick and his parents.


So, Freya was the first to step into her Apartment as an outsider. Whatisthis? Arven held his own chest as he looked at Freya who turned around with a plate of finished dishes, Freya's smile at him making Arven palpitate.


"Dear, honey, I've prepared a meal for you. Hopefully you like it, if there is less please tell me yes" said Freya while putting her last meal on the table.


Arven blinked softly, momentarily stunned to see Freya's radiated beauty as he smiled. Her dimples look so deep and make her look even more beautiful.


"Darling, why dream? Don't you like what I cook?" ask Freya.


Arven instantly blinked softly, he flung and stared at the dishes made by Freya on the table. "I like it, let's eat now. You get it for me dong, it doesn't have to be like that"


Freya exhaled softly, then she took Arven's front plate and started filling it with food. Put it back in front of Arven.


"Aren't you going to feed your girlfriend?" asked Arven while looking at Freya who was putting a plate filled with food in front of him.


Freya instantly fell silent, Arven's smile like that somehow made her heart pound even more. Shit, he always made my heart unsafe.


"And you've grown up, baby, I have to feed you. Like a baby. Haha" just laughed blandly, because honestly Freya was already upset and nervous mixed into one.


Arven's face that was originally filled with that smile, instantly bent in annoyance. He really doesn't like rejection. What of his own girlfriend. Her boyfriend?


Well, Freya seems like you will be very troubled to take care of this big baby. Disputing it will get you in more trouble.


Freya exhaled a rough breath, then she pulled the chair beside Arven. Take a plate of food in front of his lover. "Judah I'm a bribe, but only this time. Besides, I can't keep eating with you either, so don't keep asking to be fed continuously either"


Okay Freya, you deserve to be a mother who persuades her child.


Arven looked at Freya while chuckling softly, feeling funny with his lover who even immediately complied when Arven showed an annoyed face. But good, 'cause Freya's a submissive girl. That's what Arven wants.


"You are like mothers" Arven said, chuckling.


I think I want to hit him on the head, he might say that. He himself is like a baby.


"Let's eat, I have to go home" said Freya who immediately greeted Arven so that the man stopped mocking him like Mothers.


Arven chewed on the food while continuing to stare fixedly at Freya. One hand rested his head on the dining table. Inexplicably staring at Freya's face alone had made her this happy.


She was like a barbie, so cute and adorable. Especially when he's upset like this. Ah, what the hell am I thinking.


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