
After a while Bunga came out, the girl felt uncomfortable because she did not wear the interior and she crossed her hands on her chest.
I had to borrow her underwear and panties even though I was embarrassed to death. No bra is okay, it's better than no internal wear at all.
Flowers came out of the room and circulated his gaze looking for the existence of Literature while cuddling like a thief.
Literature seems to have also taken a shower because she has changed clothes with T-shirts and training. He was in the kitchen like he was making something.
When Literature was finished, he saw a Flower that had already stood by the door of his room. For a moment she was stunned to see Flower wearing her loose shirt with a face with no makeup at all. Literature scanned the girl from head to toe.
Wow damn she's so beautiful and sexy.
Literature quickly regained her mind and tried to be as normal as possible, she stepped onto the sofa carrying two cups.
"Flower over here and sit down. It's honey ginger tea. Drink, to help relieve colds," he said, sitting himself on the sofa and trying to pretend to be cool while his heart was exercising.
The flower that was still standing in front of the door walked slowly towards the sofa still with a hand-like position hugging itself.
Literature frowned seeing what Flowers were doing. "Flower, what's wrong with you? the AC is too cold until you hug yourself. Or is someone sick?" his pedicab.
Flowers sit across from Literature. He immediately took his cup and drank the contents up to the toilet. The girl rubbed her nape and tried to bravely stare at Literature.
"I'm fine, nobody's sick. Just that anu...."
"What do you really want to say? why so nervous?" Literature looked at him confused.
"This is actually me... I... ehmmm, may I borrow your inner T-shirts and panties? my underwear was also wet when it came through the rain earlier," Flowers softly voiced and then immediately bowed in embarrassment.
Silent moment. Later then....
"Hahaha. I'm sorry, I forgot about it, let's go to the room." Literature pulled the sleeves of the soft Flower but the girl held it in.
"Why what?" ask the scared flowers.
"You think?" Sastra smiled ignorantly and still brought flowers to his room even though the one in the truss was half thrashed.
Arriving in the room he headed to the room near the bathroom, looked lined with large cabinets there. Literature opens one of its cabinets and searches for the object in question.
"It's new, put it on!" Literature provides new and sealed underwear. The girl immediately grabbed it, ran to the bathroom and locked the door and quickly put it on.
Hhh... That's right, I wear the male interior, am I a pervert? Ah bodo is very.
Klekkk....
The bathroom door opened and it turned out that Literature was standing in front of the door leaning against the wall by folding her hands together. The flower that saw his presence there was a little aghast.
"Eh ka-you..why stand there? you are interested!" accuse him with suspicious eyes.
Literature laughed amusedly at the expression of her girl, then smiled mischievously. Then the flower patted its own eel.
"Geez I forgot, surely you want to take a shower right? I'm sorry that I took a shower so long that I forgot that you also had to clean yourself due to rain. But you changed your clothes? did you change your clothes without taking a shower?" tanyanya wants to know.
"You are calm I took a bath in the guest room" said Sastra.
"So you took a cold shower? after this rain?" Flowers feel bad for the one with the house.
Bugh... The flower thumped his lips and lashed Literature's shoulders. But with alacrity Literature caught the girl's hand, then brought Flowers to sit on the edge of the bed.
"You... What do you want?" flowers sound worried.
"I want to dry your hair." Literature carrying comb and hairdryer.
"Now you sit down and let me be your hairdresser tonight."
"But I can do it myself." Bunga refused to take over the hair dryer from the hands of Literature.
"No no no.., don't argue."
"Alright tough sir" he said with a sweet smile. This time the Flower did not resist much and immediately complied, she was very happy because Literature was so attentive to her.
When just finished the activity of drying hair, Bunga was very sleepy and without realizing it he immediately fell asleep on the bed.
Literature extended her smile seeing the innocent girl fall asleep so easily. He scooped up the slender body of the Flower and fixed his sleeping position to the middle of the bed. Literature joined him lying there, holding his girl in his arms, pulling the blanket and peeping the top of his head.
Literary actually fidgeted with this close position because of the urgent desire on him, just drowsiness and
tired of dominating him more at this time. Eventually he fell asleep with his sleep.
****
The morning had come, the light was coming through the cracks of the bedroom windows. It appears that two people of different types are still asleep wrapped in a blanket hugging each other.
The awakened flower blinked its eyes, and when it opened its eyes the first time he saw there was a handsome face that had lately filled his heart. Flowers let go of his embrace because unconsciously in his sleep it turns out he hugged Literature like a bolster.
Suddenly his outstretched hand touched the cheek of literature. The flower swept his finger across the handsome face starting from the eyebrows, eyes, down to the nose then the lips. The flower blushed embarrassedly remembering that lip kissed her yesterday.
From this close distance I could see clearly that he was indeed very handsome. Even her eyelashes are longer than mine, and these lips.
Literature had actually awakened when the Flower traced her face. She held back her smile as it turned out that Bunga was watching her.
Then the eagle's eyes opened and immediately berirobok with the beautiful eyes of Flowers. The girl was shocked because Sastra woke up while her finger was still on the man's lips.
"Are you admiring my abilities" he said seductively.
The flower that was dipped immediately blushed and was about to get up from the bed, but Literature did not let it. He held back the waist of the Flower and pulled it down onto his body.
"Where are you going, hmmm? so after being caught touching my face, you're just gonna run away? you have to pay compensation."
"What am I paying for! All I touch is my girlfriend's face, besides my salary is not much do you want to blackmail me huh? " the girl was upset.
Cup....
"Morning kiss baby, that's the pay."
Blush.
Flower's face instantly blushed, she quickly rose from above Literature's body and ran to the bathroom.