The Trait of Love The Player
Long Time Can Be Crazy

Yasmine wriggled, her two beautiful eyelids opened slowly. The girl looked at every corner of the room, her forehead frowning when she realized that this was not the television room, but the room she occupied.

Who moved it?

The question was the first to appear in her beautiful brain, Yasmine lazily woke up and grabbed the phone on the nightstand.

A cellphone?

Even the phone he had put on the carpet last night was nearby. Could it be Elvier who did it? the incarnate duitan eye model had become a demon that moved her into the room.

Yasmine tried not to care, the girl immediately tied up her messy hair and rushed out. At 05:55 a.m., Yasmine believes Elvier is still sleeping in her room and she can make breakfast this morning.

Both legs step quickly towards the minimalist but luxurious kitchen in the apartment of her husband. Yasmine deftly took out some fruits that were in the fridge, it seemed like this morning she was going to make a fruit and vegetable salad for Elvier. As for her own, maybe Yasmine will make fried rice or omelet.

Yasmine doesn't care whether Elvier will like it or not, she's just trying to be a good wife as she should be as the Mami said, 'Be a good wife'.

Fifteen minutes passed, Yasmine had already finished everything. Now it was his turn to wake the host. Even as Yasmine headed to her husband's room, the girl did not let go of the Appron she was wearing.

Tok

Tok

Tok

"Els? wake up it's noon!" yasmine Excited.

The girl put one ear on the door, hoping that she could hear something from inside.

"Els? you're awake yet? you're taking a shower?" continued.

Even Yasmine knocked back on the door, but it was the same that there was no telling from inside the room.

"Els? you're not a budek, are you? is your room soundproofed? Elvier Albarack Milles, I'm tired of yelling in the morning, don't make me badmood because you don't cry. El, you don't ma-,"

"What's wrong?"

The bass sound from the back of her body made Yasmine's chatter stop, her fist floating in the air as she was about to knock the door back. Yasmine resentfully turned around, but her sense of regret changed instantly upon seeing Elvier's appearance this morning.

Gluey!

Yasmine painstakingly swallowed the saliva when she saw her husband's shirtless body. With sweat pouring out, making Elvier's skin a little Tan it increasingly look shiny.

Yasmine quickly closed her eyes, then turned back to face the door. Yasmine inhaled a deep breath then exhaled it slowly. For the sake of Anjani Suherman, he was really weak when dealing with chunks of male muscle, lemes bestie.

"The breakfast is ready" said Yasmine.

"OK," said Elvier.

Yasmine still had no intention of leaving or turning around, she was still faithfully staring at the door leaf of her fine husband's room.

"Mine?" call Elvier.

The man stared in surprise at Yasmine, as the girl did not move out of her sight.

"I-yes," said Yasmine.

Elvier sighed softly, "I can't get in, you're blocking the way." said Elvier still sounding flat and calm.

"Ah i-yeah, then I-I'm leaving." Yasmine nervous.

Without waiting for Elvier's next remark, Yasmine immediately left from there. The atmosphere this morning is really not good for the health of his eyes and heart.

While Elvier, the model who had just finished running on the treadmill just stared unreadably at his wife's back. She had a faint smile on her lips before she entered the room.

As for Yasmine, the girl immediately wrapped her face on the mini bar table. No, he wouldn't be strong if he had to see Elvier bare-chested all the time, directly without commercials. Yasmine shook her head, she tried to shake off the mature mind that had suddenly possessed her.

"Don't Yas, don't let you be a philanderer." monologue.

Yasmine even patted her cheeks, then shook her head in memory of Berliana and Cia.

'The Arab-derived chowok, his radish is more than the banana of the same King of Cassava Thaliland loh, Yas.'

Yasmine understood what he meant by 'His Tray', she was indeed inexperienced at all what else to feel and see, but Yasmine was not blind either. She was not a plain girl who was new to the human reproductive apparatus.

"I'd go crazy like this, God." he said.

"Mine, please get my clothes ready!" yet to lose the palpitations in her heart, Elvier's call made Yasmine petrified back on the spot.

"I'll be really crazy after this" he murmured softly.

YOU MADE CRAZY TURMERIC EL😜😜

YASMINE START GILA😂😂😂 DIZZY