Trapped in Love Little Girl
Ch. 19: Comfortable in Hugs

“What are you doing here?”

Zean approached Sally who had been silent on the balcony. The man knew his wife's habits. But never once did he care.

Just this time Zean felt the need to talk to Sally because for almost an hour the girl was standing by holding the balcony railing.

When he looked up at the sky, Zean found no stars. A cloud is hanging on each side. So, what did his little wife do outside? As hard as Zean's brain thought, he had yet to find an answer.

In addition to not knowing each other closely, Zean and Sally seemed to choose to live with their own style and ego.

Sleeping in the same room does not mean making both close and mixed up. There is no marriage agreement, they realize if the relationship is lived on their own needs.

Sally was married for family service while Zean was on a revenge basis. Their commonality in this relationship is only affection to the family.

“Sa.”

“Don't take care of me!”

Again the word ketus that Zean received. The man scolded and entered the room without a care.

Zean went to the bathroom and moved into the dressing room. She changed clothes to sleep.

Not wanting to bother with his wife's business, Zean preferred to be quiet and let Sally as she pleased.

The girl was annoying and stubborn, Zean thought to what to persuade her.

He pulls the blanket to cover the body, the air conditioner is set as comfortable as possible. Just fly consciousness into dreamland.

Sally repeatedly let out a long breath. It was like he had a lot of burden. The impromptu marriage might put pressure on her life, she felt she was no longer free to enjoy youth.

The status is no longer single, but has changed into the wife of people. His brain seemed unable to accept it. There are times when he feels pain in the heart if he remembers the figure of the man who married him. Zean is arrogant, rude, and loves to jail.

Raindrops on her white skin, Sally turned her face.

“Rain,” murmured.

Inevitably he moved, entered the room and closed the door. Closer to the bed, Sally caught a glimpse of Zean's back and took another breath.

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The night air felt piercing the skin. The high school girl was rushing to find an AC remote to turn it off. He pulled the blanket higher, but it was not enough.

Young Miss Birawan continued to move restlessly, making her bedmate wake up. Zean turned around, he frowned seeing his wife could not keep quiet.

Without waiting for approval, the man threw a roll in the middle. Then, close himself up and hug his wife.

A sense of warmth was immediately felt by Sally when the eyes were still sharp. A few minutes he calmed down. Zean smiled faintly, subconsciously wanting to kiss his wife's forehead.

Holy hooch! What I'm doing. Remember, Ze! This girl is too stubborn and annoying.

Zean quickly regained consciousness. He put his head back on the pillow and closed his eyes to continue the dream despite having to hug Sally.

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The black clouds all night had changed the blue sky. Sally squirmed without direction, but she felt tight. The eyes planted with plump feathers opened slowly, he was aghast when he saw his sleeping position.

His head was sticking to the chest of the field of the husband, he jerked backwards.

His heart is beating strong. Sally immediately sat down and checked her pajamas herself.

Still intact.

“Nothing happened, Little Girl. You were just cold last night, then the initiative hugged me,” Zean said lightly. I don't know when the man woke up.

Zean was so cunning in reversing the facts. There's no way he'd say if he couldn't bear to see Sally fidget and hug, what kind of annoying response his little wife showed.

“Long!”

Zean sat leaning on the head of the bed, he rubbed his face to unravel the sleepiness. “No believe yes already. Tomorrow install CCTV in this room.”

Sally slapped Zean with a pillow in annoyance. The man's answer was always relaxed and made Sally lose her temper.

After doing that, Sally gradually backed away and went to the bathroom. Continuing the conversation with the Primary Young Master was a waste of time for Sally.

Meanwhile, the man who was still on the bed was smiling obliquely. Raising people's children seems fun.

I have a new toy.

Zean grinned again, then returned to lay down to continue the dream. I had to go to the office and drive Sally, but she didn't care.

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