When I Meet You (Romantic Scandal)
Nobar at a glance

Michelle and Paijo are actually reluctant to end their event which is quite exciting and far from a sacred and tense wedding.

Their love relationship is similar to comedy when life is tired seems to blend with impeccable invited guests. Precisely their agreement event becomes a place of friendship between nations and certain races that cause admiration and laughter.

Just imagine Kusumonegoro should hahaha hihihi with a silver grandmother who chatted with mixed language but more English while Agus spread charm with international young girls by showing off the beauty of his skin and profession.

But far more than the excitement of their wedding, in the room, at one o'clock in the afternoon.the new reception will be held later tonight makes the couple can be alone without being disturbed by someone.

“I'm speechless you can bring all the callouts you asked, Jon. Awesome you.” said Michelle as she put her hand on Paijo's neck. The woman looked at her husband expectantly as she stroked his tired-looking face.

“You must be very tired now yes, nguber-uber fried gutter in Gunungkidul. kasian my dear.”.

The same height of both of them made Michelle easily lay her head on Paijo's shoulder with a hand that moved around her waist.

“Bobok at noon, I'm so sleepy, Jon. I couldn't sleep last night. Mind of today.” Michelle yawned widely, warming Paijo's neck that was moving up and down her jaw, gulping her saliva with difficulty.

Paijo turned his head, firmly watching Michelle's face that was really haggard even though beautiful was not playing. Korean make up look that is on his face that looks cool-broad make it more sensual.

Paijo advanced his face, kissed his forehead and sexy little lips that often make his knees weak, he also teased him with the tongue until his wife groaned.

“No naps for new brides, Cell!" Paijo's hand reached his butt, squeezing it.

“Not knowing you?” his god while looking at his mischievous wife who laughed.

“We're still a long day, Jon. But a part of me misses you.” Michelle's lips drew closer to hers but Paijo surprised her by wrapping her hands under her buttocks while lifting her up and taking her around in the hotel-room-like Michelle's room before dropping the laughing woman carefully to the bed.

“Joh...” complained Paijo while lying next to the woman who still left laughter until the wedding dress that cost millions of rupiah was meaningless when the sequins are partly decorated with swarovski stones oppressed Michelle's body resigned in bed.

“I also mumet, mumet see your behavior.” Skeptically Michelle looked at Jonny who was still wrapped in a rag and boxer while bowing his head.

“Don't now, I don't dare go out of the room for the reception later.” lamented in a desperate tone. He had itched himself actually wanted to see Paijo's magic flute hidden, because even though he had married, he had never seen it directly until this moment.

Michelle curled up on Paijo's chest while touching his cheek. ”I want to see.” he said half whining.

Paijo raises Michelle's chin, kisses her. “Look at it, don't be surprised.”

Shone Michelle's face instantly, her heart was pounding. He smiled while stripping off Paijo's white face without stopping the kiss.

Paijo closed his eyes, surrendering to the kiss until his second breath was cut off. Michelle stop.

“Jo..”

“Hmm.”

Paijo opened his eyes as he got up. He took off his armband while looking at Michelle's trembling and cold hands.

“Kayak want to see anything you know shaking everything.”

Tired and sleepy Paijo who was already claustrophobic with clothes will strip the rest of his clothes and help his wife who began to take off one by one knick-knacks that adorn his head in front of the mirror.

“Later tonight aja wes... All fighters.” concluded Paijo because manhood is still relaxed.

Michelle smiled as she looked at Paijo in the mirror. “I teach you to dance this out for the reception later.”

Paijo sighed. A dance? He never thought before, the way, the atmosphere, the movements. All he knows is Jathilan and tomorrow when ngunduh ghost will be an entertainment for the Michelle family who come to Jogja.

Michelle stood up, still at Paijo's aid, the two of them smiling face to face. The two looked up and freed Michelle from her bridal attire.

The woman bit her lower lip, her hair bristling as Paijo stretched her muscles while sighing in relief from her lips.

“Come dance practice.” take Paijo with a hand.

With a forehead Michelle extended her hand while smiling shyly.

Paijo kissed the back of her hand while sniffing the scent of Michelle's arm up to her neck while landing a soft kiss on her cheek.

Michelle approached, her left hand wrapped around her husband's waist before resting her head on his shoulder with her right hand clasping each other.

“Slow down, Jon. Follow the rhythm of the song, can look at each other but his legs remain stable not to step on my feet.”

Paijo followed the rhythm of the song that Michelle sang melodiously while looking at the radiant face of his wife.

“Still Cell you've chosen me as your husband.”

Michelle clutched her back while nodding. Despite not planning to rush, he was unable to turn down Paijo's offer when the man's hand stroked his neck while cupping his chest and shoving him into the bed.

Paijo showed how much he wanted every inch of his body by mocking the intoxicating parts he had wanted for a long time.

Michelle bit her lips, her hands clutched Paijo's hair and urged him to deepen the fondling in her chest. The woman wrapped her legs around Paijo's waist while holding back the village as the softness of her tongue on her skin exploded a sensation of passion.

Paijo lifted his gaze and licked Michelle's lower lip while continuing the more sensual kiss.

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