DEBT ON TOP OF MARRIAGE
Chapters 117. ETERNITY TIME
Though timid but if Dylan starts to sage at her, Milley accepts it fearlessly again. After all, every jeng-kal she had had been seen by her husband.
Just as felt today, they still do it even though it still feels good but there is a special pleasure after they have a husband and wife relationship. Until without realizing it, make them not deterred to do it again.
Many times Dylan kissed and thanked him, but still made Milley could not keep up with the per-mai-nan from her husband.
"Sa-honey .. I .. emph ...."
After all, pe-lepa-san made Milley drown there. However, Dylan remained eager to shower Milley's womb with his tsunami waves. Hoping as soon as possible for Dylan junior to be embedded there.
Hen-not-and-nothing continued to be done by Dylan until it made Milley ter-pe-kik nik-mat due to Dylan's movement is getting faster tempo.
"Arrghhh .. love you Milley" said Dylan as he reached his umpteenth visit.
Now he was back in limp on the bed hugging Milley. Whatever they are doing right now has the sweet fruit of their patience both on the journey of love Dylan and Milley.
The long and winding journey of love really makes Dylan and Milley have to be separated several times. However, eventually their love can be together, although in the end there must be another heart hurt.
Dylan really loves Milley for who he is. No woman can tear through his defensive wall. Until the girl said the emerald was present in her life and made all the chaotic circumstances at the beginning of their meeting, but in the end the love of the two who managed to unite them.
As Dylan recalled their meeting, it was finally the word of apology that appeared in Dylan's head.
"I'm sorry if I almost killed you in the first place, baby," said Dylan, stroking his wife's head gently.
Milley chuckled as he recalled what he had done at the beginning of their meeting. Unintentionally sweet fruit to date.
"Yes, if maybe at that time you didn't hit me, maybe the one here wasn't me, it was la-people"
As he was about to tell someone else, Dylan pointed his index finger in front of Milley's lips. Instead he instead said if there would be no one else between the love of the two.
"There won't be anyone else in our relationship, I make sure of that."
Dylan stared softly at the owner of the emerald eyes. His gaze really made Dylan helpless and increasingly trapped into the snare of romance.
"So, do you forgive me?" dylan asked seriously.
Milley nodded.
"Yes, I'm sorry I hated you so much. For some reason when I saw your arrogant attitude first, I couldn't believe I was able to get close to you."
"However, no matter how much charm you sow, I've never been attracted to you, wkwkwk."
"Why? Do you hate me?" dylan asked, not accepting.
Of course, Milley sank Dylan's stomach in a fit of anxiety.
"Awh .. pain, dear. Why do you like to make me feel pain, anyway. It's called KDRT, you know."
"Let's tell me who, so who's super cute!"
"You know, at the beginning of the meeting we were very arrogant, and unfriendly. Always look down on people who don't have. It even seemed to step on his pride. Is it worth liking?"
"Hehehe, yes, I'm sorry for my attitude first, but for the sake of getting yourself I changed all my bad attitude."
"Who said, even I gave you a chance so many times, but you didn't realize it. You're Dylan bod-oh!"
"But handsome, right. You like it too much?"
"What the hell, so good-looking!" milley said with annoyance.
In fact, Milley was annoyed but not strong will be a look from Dylan. That look sometimes makes Milley's heart frown.
Dylan cupped his wife's face, but he had absolutely no intention of anything. Dylan just wanted to observe if Milley was having a snack what his expression was like. Whatever the state of Milley's heart, Dylan still likes it.
"If you get angry, cry, lash, whatever you do, I'll still love you, baby."
"Especially after we get married it means that there is a big responsibility that I bear. I hope you can endure all my shortcomings."
Milley felt that Dylan's level of narcissism was hard to break, proof that he had never looked at himself at all, but Dylan's words just now touched his heart. Just as Milley was falling, Dylan's hand started again.
"Well, why else try to use a hold-hold!"
Milley tried to lower Dylan's hand that had touched his face. A moment later, he stared at her intensely. Who can breathe with relief until Dylan does so.
To the extent that their silence made Milley could hear the sound of worms in her stomach and her husband's equally sounding fast.
"You're hungry, right?"
"Of course hungry dong, darling."
"Yes, that part must have been very painful, right, let me bring you food here, you are quite quiet and wait beautifully here."
"Ready, Honey."
After Dylan came out, Milley wrapped himself in a blanket, how he wouldn't do that if Dylan didn't give him a shirt.
But he does not need to wear clothes, because every time he is dressed, the edges will definitely be torn again and again. Either Dylan was addicted or indeed he wanted revenge on him.
Milley lamented his fate this time, especially in the part there it feels nano-nano. Not to mention the trace of ownership given by Dylan made Milley unable to wear revealing clothes.
Meanwhile, the perpetrator did not look exhausted at all. With ease Dylan walked here and there to get all the needs of his wife.
A little while later, Dylan was back in the room. In his hand he carried a tray ready to pamper his wife's stomach.
However, the sight that was seen in front of him at this moment made Dylan even more worried. Moreover, Milley was seen wrapping her body in a thick blanket.
"You sick, honey? The food is ready."
Milley peeked out from the slit of the blanket covering his still innocent body. Impatiently, Dylan pulls Milley's blanket, but as Milley holds him back, Dylan forgets he didn't give himself any clothes.
Eventually Milley's body was again perfectly exposed. Many times Dykan swallowed his saliva again. Until finally the pounding of pillows from Milley made him realize that at this time Milley was in an extraordinary state of embarrassment.
"Dylan ....!"