When Anubia woke up that morning, he lazed in bed with no desire to do anything at all. His arms and legs were wrapped around the small female in his embrace like an octopus. He gazed, mesmerized, at her charmingly sweet and innocent sleeping face, feeling his heart swell with a contentment so sweet it was about to burst. He couldn't resist lowering his head and planting a big SMOOCH on her small face.
'My wife smells so good~'
Another kiss!
'My wife is so soft~'
Sang Luo, who had been sleeping soundly, was jolted awake by Anubia's sticky, incessant kisses.
Without even opening her eyes, she rolled over irritably. "Don't bother me, I want to sleep a little longer~"
Chastened, Anubia fell silent for a moment before lowering his head to peck at her neck again.
The tingling sensation was like a feather tickling her heart.
