My Hot Sexy, Mr. Army
The Part 69

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The sun had emitted its rays through the gap of the curtain that was not closed perfectly until it hit someone's naked back and inevitably the master wriggled his body that felt weak.

The sharp eyes blinked for a while and soon opened perfectly, the first sight he saw was the beautiful face of the wife who was still wading dreams.

His smile immediately rose and his hands stretched out to get rid of the haircut that blocked the beautiful face of the wife.

With the condition still naked both even now Lila tightened her embrace on the husband and stick her face in the field that makes her comfortable when her sleep is disturbed with a hand that rubs the back of the body that is still plain only covered in thick blankets on their bodies.

Tristan grew a smile when he saw what the wife was doing, then his eyes glanced at the nightstand and it turned out that it was noon because the time had shown at 7 am, if today is not a holiday, of course, he will be confused if it reaches bad luck but because of the holiday he can still relax on the bed with the woman he loves.

But Tristan realized briefly that during marriage he seemed to forget to exercise in the morning.

Being inhaled violently while lifting the blanket that covered their innocent bodies.

"For a long time a big stomach instead of my belly"...

He muttered while grimacing in horror staring at the stomach that still looks flat.

Gleuked.

Tristan gulped down the salivary violently as he looked at the two crazy hills so seductive that some traces of love were from him and his eyes turned down his wife's flat stomach where he saw a blob covering the door of his headquarters Lilac.

Unable to see for a long time he just dropped the blanket back, he cursed his stupidity a moment ago and soon his stomach immediately sounded.

He then chuckles slowly his memory turns on the incident afternoon until nightfall, even both forget to not eat dinner because the dish in the room is more tempting, and even, even last night he scored up to 3 makes him really satisfied with the death that 2 days ago did not feel.

He slowly raised his head so that he could pull the hand used for Lila's pillow.

He stared back at the tired face of the wife then he inched to get off the bed while wearing a white boxer that lay horribly on the floor.

Cup.

After leaving the kiss, softly approved Lila and do not forget to fix the blanket so that the queen's sleep is not disturbed, then he rushed to pick up their clothes that were still scattered everywhere and after a heated struggle last night he took the time to rinse his sticky body and wipe the body of the wife using warm water that immediately fell asleep without clean yourself before going to bed.

Tristan then went to the bathroom and immediately flushed his body using cold water, he sighed violently when his libido rose when he saw his wife's possession.

Almost half an hour he was in there and came out using a towel wrapped around his waist and did not forget the small towel used to rub his wet hair, his smile was engraved when his eyes glanced at the figure that was still curled under the blanket.

Angry of course he was not angry even his smile continued to be etched, Tristan went straight to the clothes storage and today he wears casual clothes because there are no plans to go out and he will obey his queen later.

One by one the steps he came down after leaving the wife who was still asleep because of fatigue served him.

"Ehh..bapak..good morning sir"...

His sweep as his old eyes looked at the dashing man who was descending the stairs.

"For mbok, which Tio?"..

"Tio is playing at the park next to the pack, feed the rabbit.bapak want breakfast, mbok has not made breakfast sir"...

He said honestly while bowing his head.

Tristan smiled faintly as he directed his gaze towards mbok dami.

"No papa mbok, this morning let me make our own breakfast, mbok already breakfast?"...

Tristan asked as he stepped into the kitchen.

"Already sir, the dish we made breakfast last night"...

The honest answer of the middle-aged woman successfully made her move come to a halt.

Tristan scratched his non-itchy nape as he turned his body towards the middle-aged woman who turned out to be silently poking a smile.

"Sorry mbok last night.em"...

He answered quickly and he left with his broad steps do not ask again what his face is now, he was very embarrassed this morning and made salting by women who are no longer young.

While mbok dami chuckled softly when he saw the behavior of his employer, his head shook his right and left while continuing his activities.

"Basic of young brides"....

If Tristan's residence is cool with a new atmosphere different from in Thailand where Mario is rubbing his face with rough, rough, indeed he was so confused but if he did not immediately take the decision his beloved brother's life would be at stake but he also really did not have the heart if he had to separate his nephew's grandchildren who are currently in the beautiful period of the bride new.

Yep...after attending Lila's wedding they immediately flew back to take care of some work that was a problem but two days later the brother suddenly lying unconscious in his office even he got information from his brother's secretary who suspected that the working hours had ended but the top leader in the company had not yet left the room.

Even the secretary immediately opened the door after knocking for so long and how hysterical the secretary named Paula when she found their precedent had been lying on the floor not far from her desk.

And a moment later Mario until even his chest rumbled to shudder as he lifted the body of the brother to be rushed to the hospital .

And he was surprised to find out the results of tests that stated that the brother had uterine cancer and had to be removed immediately but he was so frustrated when Maura said he wanted surgery as long as not in this country even Maura asks Mario to keep his illness a secret from Lila as he does not want Lila to be sad and to make him confused it is impossible for him to let Maura fight alone without her accompanying him if asked why not his wife's answer is surely he will not believe if his wife can to take care of his brother because he also understood since the first wife and brother never get along at all and the only way is he who accompanies but Lila who had to hold back the company even though Maura initially disagreed but she also could not do much because Lila was also the future successor, later, although Mario knows if his granddaughter-in-law will certainly be hard to separate while on the wife but he also promised to find the best drawer so that Maura can recover as soon as possible and Lila can return to her husband's embrace as soon as possible.

Even Maura had intended to move the main office to the country where the grandson was born even though he did not know when the day had arrived.

Mario sighed violently then reached into his phone and looked for the contact he was going to call.

He saw the contact number and he seemed hesitant to press the call button.

"I'm sorry Ogan Lila, I'm sorry Ogan"...

📞"Halo ogan, Lila misses"...

A cheerful voice sounded across there when his phone was connected and now in his ear.

Mario smiled bitterly maybe soon a sluggish voice from there.

Passion.spirit...

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