Women Owned by 5 Young Masters
Chapter 37: The Unnatural Flavor
Irene really made good use of the time in the snow game area. Not only skiing that tried, but also skating with rubber tires that are no less exciting. He also got into the snowball battle area, where everyone could throw snow at each other.
Plaque!
Irene's snowflake hit Alan's face. Though the man had been silent since then only to pay attention but instead he was targeted. While the person who managed to throw it was laughing happily peeking out from behind the toy snow house.
Plaque!
Once again Irene threw a snowball at Alan. Irene laughed out loud. It feels satisfied to be able to make Alan as an upset outlet.
"Irene .. What kind of grudge do you have against me?" Alan furious. If not intentionally, maybe he can understand. But, Irene had already deliberately thrown it twice.
"Hahaha .. Who is the grudge? It's called a game. Banned baper, brother ... everyone also throws each other." Irene hid her body again fearing being targeted by others.
Sometimes he rounded up the snow below and threw it at someone else. In such a place, snow boughs would not be caught by the police. Irene looked back at Alan who was still standing in his place. He is not satisfied before he can lure Alan to play with him.
Irene condensed the snow beneath her into several dense circles at full strength. Once enough was felt, he threw one by one the snowballs towards Alan. Of course the man was furious.
"Irene ..." cried Alan.
"Haha .... Irene immediately ran off to find a safer hiding place to avoid Alan. After Alan was successfully on the fishing line, he actually avoided fearing revenge.
When he had the chance, he rounded the snow and threw it at Alan. As Alan was about to retaliate with a snow throw, he quickly went into hiding. In addition to avoiding throws from Alan, he also avoids throws from others.
The situation gets even more exciting when everyone throws snow at each other with passion. No one gets angry when hit, instead they will laugh happily. Except for Alan who was really upset with Irene's cowardly play. The woman ran away every time she chased.
Irene was very careful not to get caught by Alan. He settles towards the back of the toy houses to avoid Alan. Irene was sure that today was enough to upset Alan. He couldn't stop laughing given Alan's funny-looking face in anger.
"Where are you going now?"
Irene was stunned when she heard Alan's voice from behind her. He can only sting a horse. "Hehehe .. run ...."
Before Irene could run, Alan first pulled her hand. Suddenly Irene tried to fight back to get Alan's hand checked off. Unfortunately, the two of them ended up falling together.
Their eyes meet each other. Alan watched the face of the woman below him closely. Again the shadow of the beautiful ghost flashed through his mind. Irene is Miss A. In terms of posture, they seem to have the same size body proportions. Only the difference was in skin color and of course Miss A was much prettier than Irene. Although Irene can not be said to be ugly also just because of skin color. Irene also has a sweet side.
'Is this because I'm obsessed with ghosts? Why am I thinking about it? Am I crazy for liking ghosts?' his inner.
'Brother Alan why not get up too? Does he want to kiss me? I don't think it's possible, I'm undercover. Why is his face so? What should I do if he really wants to kiss? Did I just leave it? My goal is to get rid of that fucking Sovia. But ... when I want to give up my precious kiss just because of Sovia. Ouch ... quickly go dong ...."
It wasn't just Alan who felt something strange. Irene also experienced turmoil within her mind. Their bodies were crimping each other, their faces were only an inch apart. His heart rate was pounding faster, there was a sense of gurgling inside him.
"Mama ... Here there are people dating."
The voice of a child caught the attention of both. They look at each other again. Aware that the position of the two was indeed not feasible in a public place, Alan hurriedly rose from above Irene's body. They had been misbehaved by a child.
"Darling, why are you here?" A woman who was the mother of the child approached.
"Mama, they were hugs" said the boy innocently as he pointed at Alan and Irene.
Plaque!
"They're throwing snow, honey. You cannot play in the adult area. Danger of snow. Sick later. We go back to the children's area, yeah ...."
"I want to make a snowman, Ma ...."
"May, dear ... later we will make together with Papa." The mother carried the child and took him away from there. Before leaving, he turned to Irene and Alan and smiled and apologized.
Irene and Alan were still sitting in place. They are very embarrassed there is a little child who has misunderstood what happened to them both. They were fighting, not making out.
"It's all because of you" Alan said, blaming Irene.
"Why because of me? It was Alan's brother who made me fall." Irene is not to blame.
"Who tried to deliberately throw snow so many times in my face, huh? It was also repeated again!" Alan was increasingly insistent on wanting to scold Irene.
"The name is also the snowball game area, when we want to jog or cook here? Brother Alan is weird ...," Irene sneered.
"I said I didn't want to play. Why am I acting so childish like you!"
Plaque!
Irene threw snow back at Alan's face.
"You are, intentionally!"
"Sir Alan has entered the arena, meaning that he has played, right? That means we're both kids." Irene remained ngeyel.
"Easy! Tired of arguing with you."
Tut! Tut! Tut!
The watch in their hands rang. The hours they wear show the duration of time they have used in the same. Without feeling they have been playing for an hour there. There was still an hour before they had to go out.
"While we wait for the time to run out, we try to eat at the restaurant yes, Brother .. I'm hungry" said Irene as she stroked her stomach.
"Why don't you just go home? If hungry, you can stop by my restaurant." Alan was already anxious to leave that place.
"I want to eat in a place where there is a sensation of coldness, is there a restaurant like this Alan Kak there?" ledek Irene's.
"You are ...." Alan became grumpy with Irene's behavior.
"Son Alan asked to come home quickly lest I pay for my meal, huh? Remember the deal at the beginning of dong ...." Irene quipped Alan.
"Yes, yeah .. It's up to you!" Alan chose to give up rather than argue. Serving Irene will only make her more dizzy. In fact, business affairs are enough to make him dizzy seven roving.