Little Daddy's
Chapter 15's

Chapter 15's

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"Ck. What the hell is this." Zain grumbled, because again he got an object from his desk drawer.

For a month Zain always get a parcel or lunch, who knows who the sender is.

Zain spread his gaze around the classroom. Many of his friends are already present in his class. Until now he still does not know who the mysterious person is.

For this time Zain had started to get bored and fed up. He stood up and brought the parcel. And with sadism he immediately dumped it into the trash can in front of his class.

Zain's action was in fact not spared from the vision of the owner of the goods. His heart felt sore. His eyes began to condense. He held back his tears so as not to shed.

Zain turned around and headed back to his chair. Sit quietly without caring about the surroundings.

The first lesson was over, and the students began to scatter out to a place that became the most comfortable spot during school breaks.

This time Zain decided to go to the school library without being followed by Ryo the best friend.

Zain went down several bookshelves to look for his reading material.

An object is caught by its sense of sight.

Yep. The beautiful figure was sitting sweetly on the library chair. With the glasses perched on his face, it added an adult impression attached to his girl.

Her girl?

Zain smiled slightly as he shook his head. I don't know what's on his mind.

Ever since that night, where he had a perverted dream with the girl, Zain seemed unable to get the girl out of his mind. Is he already interested in the girl named Zahwa Miran?

His steps swayed towards where Zahwa was sitting. He approached and sat his body in the seat opposite Zahwa.

Zahwa, who was serious about the book, now raised his face to see who was sitting in front of him.

It turned out that it was Zain who was looking at him seriously with his chest crossed.

"Zayn? What was? Why are you looking for me?" Ask Zahwa who has been to the PDan.

"Gue?" Show Zain right in his own face.

Zahwa nodded quickly. If not Zain who else? That's what Zahwa called his name.

"No need to go to the police." Said Zain with his sharp eyes. "Don't you see Lo, I've got a book?" Zain shook - shake the book he was carrying.

Zahwa smelled his smile. That's what books say? Zahwa just shook his head to see this boss of his.

"Why?" Zain raised his chin with a cynical look, feeling trivialized.

"It's not Zain's book." Zahwa.

Zain looked and flipped back at the thing he was holding. His eyebrows twitched, confused by Zahwa's words.

"Lo's eyes are myopic what's blind? This book is not a book. You weird chick." Grouser Zain.

Ikhc... The daddy. How do you want mommy for Sora? There is no sweetness - sweetness is the same as a girl.

"That's Zain's comic, not a book." Zahwa.

"Just like a time. It's a comic book." Sewot. Strange girl, he thought.

"Comics is comic. The book is a book." Zahwa is more insistent.

"What comic book does he try?" Zain tested Zahwa's IQ.

"Leading books are used to provide knowledge or information to readers and reading books are teaching. While comic books provide entertainment to readers and comic books are entertaining." Zahwa expressed his opinion.

"Ck.. tsk... tsk..." Zain shook his head. "Emang different, the same scholarships are regular."

Zahwa just looked at the answer to this abstract guy in front of him.

Zain only put his shoulders together because the Zahwa did not respond to him again.

They were in the school library for a long time. From the start of the break until the end of the break.

The two now run like a train car, Zahwa in front and Zain right behind Zahwa. They go to their own classes.

From a distance, there was a figure who always paid attention to the two. Starting from Zain choosing a book and approaching Zahwa and telling each other, until now the brand to their respective classes did not escape the person's gaze.

The figure clenched his hands until the books of his nails turned white. He doesn't like his Zain being close to other women.

School hours for today are over. But not for children who are practicing for the drama that they will show a month more.

They train seriously to get good grades for art lessons this time.

It really adds to the burden of thinking. Not to mention that they should start focusing on studying for their final exams in the next few months.

The parking lot is currently being debated between Zahwa and Zain.

"Ngerepotin anyway?" Grutu Zain stared intently at Zahwa.

"Yes sorry. His name also forgets." Great-grandson Zahwa.

"Kaya grandma - grandma Lo. Still young senile." Zain Cibir.

Zahwa could only pursed her sexy lips.

Zain became focused on those natural pink lips. Want it he melu mat chewy lips like his dream at that time.

Again - again Zain immediately dispelled his dirty thoughts.

"God! Why am I so bawdy gini if it's near this chick anyway?" He murmured in his heart

Really, so many girls are trying to get close to him, why only Zahwa can make it hot cold up the bottom.

With still looking at those lips, his longsword had already started to react.

"Is this like all the men who have ever felt nik matnya hiya hiya? Then I'm also gini dong?" Think Zain.

Zain opened his jacket, and thrust at Zahwa.

"wear." Ketus Zain's. "Review, don't let Lo's thigh look the other."

Zain would never be willing if his girl's body enjoyed the eyes of another man.

"Belvin. I'm just as good as them. Let their eyes get healthier with vitamins that can spread their eyes." Zahwa replied provokingly.

Hearing Zahwa's light answer, Zain immediately glared disliked. Just like a lover giving a warning to his girlfriend.

Zain touched Zahwa's forehead. "Don't dream."

Zahwa was getting used to getting the look of horror was not willing to take a headache. He immediately tied his Zain kepinggsng jacket to cover his thigh when sitting on his big motorbike Zain is quite high.

Haiss... It turns out that Zahwa is insensitive to the signal that Zain gave him.

Zain began to step on his bike, leaving the school environment.

As they passed by, many cynical gazes from the many students were pointed at Zahwa. They were envious, why Zahwa could so easily get close to Zain. Why are they so hard to get close to that handsome guy?

They did not dare to disturb Zahwa, because they knew the martial skills that Zahwa had.

If they dare to disturb the girl, it is the same as they have to face a sleeping lioness.

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