The Bride Of Choice
BOC CHAPTER 92 - Cannot Be Joked
Hansel opened the door and entered. At that moment his gaze was immediately fixed on Aileen who had just come out from inside the bathroom.
His wife had changed clothes with more relaxed clothes, his face also looks fresher without any makeup polish. Some children also look wet hair after washing the face.
Seeing it tastes so fresh.
"Sister Hansel why are you looking at me like that?" aileen asked, she continued to look at her approaching husband.
"Why is that?"
"That's a perverted look."
Hansel chuckled, all the words that came out of Aileen's mouth were always able to make her laugh like this.
"What if I'm staring at you? can't."
"It's not okay, but I'm ticklish."
Hahahaha, Hansel's laughter grew even more so while Aileen immediately pursed her lips. She spoke seriously but her husband responded jokingly, infuriating.
Aileen then sat down on the bed hard, while Hansel just passed by and went into the bathroom with the remnants of his laughter.
"Huh, that sucks," Aileen grumbled. She combed her hair with her fingers, currently Aileen's hair was already shoulder-length, she looked very pretty with hair that long. But Aileen sometimes gets upset, this kind of hair makes her look like a little girl.
When he went alone with Hansel, people would often think that they were uncle and nephew. Even some adult women asked Aileen to say hello to her husband, It was thought that the foreign woman Aileen was Hansel's niece.
Not wanting events to keep repeating, sometimes Aileen keeps her hair longer when going on a date. To make it look more appropriate to be with the adult man.
"Aileen!" call Hansel from the bathroom.
"What Brother?"
"My towel fell, please get it in the closet."
Hearing that, Aileen even smiled widely, suddenly in her head came an idea to return the fame of the husband.
Aileen will reply with a more lascivious thing.
"No way!" aileen replied and then chuckled.
"Don't joke, get it!"
"Why do I take the Towel, just go out and get it yourself."
"Aileen!"
Her perfect husband would always maintain his manners and manners. Hansel was not a shameless man, even with his own wife.
But it turned out that Aileen's conjecture was wrong, her laughter suddenly halted when she saw the man suddenly coming out of the bathroom without a thread.
"Good, brother Hansel!" aileen screeched, she closed both eyes with both hands, though sometimes peeking over the fingers she accidentally opened. Seeing her husband's great challenging weapons.
Hansel came closer and screamed more and more this little woman.
"Sister Hansel! get the towel there! don't come near me!"
Hansel smirked, looking at Aileen who had directly climbed onto the bed in fear.
"Don't you want to see me like this? now look at."
"No way!" aileen and she squealed even more as Hansel quickly ambushed her small body, making her clothes slightly wet from the water in Hansel's body.
"Sister Hansel!"
"Sstt, don't be noisy."
"No, what do you want? there's clothes on."
"What are you wearing clothes for? you don't see he's tensed."
"Why live anyway? it's usually after a shower of sleep."
"You're the one who fished it."
"I didn't do that."
"Then why don't you get me a towel."
"I'm just kidding."
"But this can't be joked."
Aileen was unable to answer anymore as Hansel immediately took a strong sip on her lips. Deep and full of love. Also another touch that makes him resigned.