Mr. K and Clara are now inside their house, more precisely in the living room, with Clara always leaning her body on Mr. K, relaxing with her husband, of course, after changing their clothes.
"Have you thought about your list?" asked Mr. K to Clara all of a sudden.
For a moment, Clara raised her head to look at her husband.
To be honest Clara hasn't thought in detail about what she should do.
Clara slightly shook her head slowly, answering Mr. K's question.
A soft chuckle sounded in Clara's ear, and she got a gentle caress from her husband.
Instantly Clara's cheeks converged. I do not know that sometimes she still likes to be touched by the little things that her husband did.
"You're cute ... your cheeks are still flushed red, at times like this, but I like it," said Mr. K honestly while rubbing Clara's cheek as if Clara's cheek really became his favorite.
Clara can only smile and close her eyes, enjoy Mr. K's stroke.
