You Are Mine

You Are Mine
diner


With various persuasions and suggestions from andre finally fisya according to enter into a luxury retail that is quiet will visitors


Only you hans with three servants who are serving him


"Miss fisya you go first! I have to pick up the phone" andre left his own fisya


For a moment fisya looked at the table hans full of sexy butler waitresses


The table he was going to and was sitting on that chair


"Are you really the one named Miss Fisya? You awaited mister hans" the arrogant-looking female servant stood in front of the fisya


Regardless of the arrogance of the woman in front of him fisya immediately walked over and headed towards the table hans


"Sit down" said Hans reading the menu list


Fisya sat in front of the hans just silently petrified at a loss to do what his position was now


"What do you want to eat?"ask hans


"Fisya..again do not want to eat" fisya turned his eyes away.


This kid is right!


Hans gave the menu list to the waiter standing beside him and immediately waved the three maids away


"Fisha! I want to talk to you" Hans took his phone


Fisya immediately turned the direction of view and looked at the hans who were staring at him with quite a creepy look


"Auntie said! You came home crying?"hans


Hans question made his fisya become confused and stiff, no one word came out of his mouth he just looked down to turn his face


"Gear at me as I speak!" Hans' words this time really made his fisya tremble


"Answer question!"hans orders after his fisya looks at him


"So fisya.gak accidentally fell but have no papa kok"fisya smiled.


This woman always acts like everything's going to be okay! Let's see how tough you are


"I got this invitation, so I want you to go with me" Hans stuck out a gold-colored invitation in front of the fisya


This invitation again!?


Fisya took the invitation and opened it


Is not all this sadness enough?


You ruined my life!


Fisya convinced himself to look stronger in front of hans, to save himself from emotional hans that are very difficult to control


"What's wrong?" Ask hans


"Is there something wrong with the invitation!?" Hans raised half a smile


A smile that symbolizes a sweetness


"No! The invitation was good, fissure like" fisya closed the invitation and smiled sweetly before the hans


Pura pura happy!?


Looks like you're an expert in this field


"For the offer of mr. hans earlier.fisya apologise mr. hans, but fisya can not come" fisya smiled sweetly reassuring hans.


"Why!?" Always short answer hans make the woman in front of him is out of words


"Fisya could not.." again fisya turned his eyes away.


"Why!? Do you still love Johan!?"this time the tone of talking hans made the fisya depressed


Now I want to run! But where


Wanting to scream, but these lips were too stiff


This guy always puts me in a wave of sadness


"Fisya does not remember johan.fisya only.."too sick to explain everything just looked away and reluctant to look at the face hans.


Hans realized his fissure was too rigid to tell a story


There is too much burden on him


But on the other hand he was reluctant to share his wounds with anyone


"Easy! Quickly eat I don't want you to starve to death" hans stuffed a piece of salmon on a plate...


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