"You think I'm really just indulging and spoiling her? I'm letting her do things on your behalf because your body isn't in the best condition." Gem Atkinson said.
"Gem Atkinson."
The man's eyes were filled with adoration, as if he was about to melt her, he said: "She is my little treasure, and I'm going to pamper her. You are my big treasure, and I will pamper you even more."
It was warmer than a hot cup of milk tea in deep winter. Forsythia Brown moved closer to Gem Atkinson's cheek and kissed him.
The man received a reward, was thrilled, and simply embraced the woman for a French-style passionate kiss.
Only when the woman was panting heavily did the man let her go. The woman rolled her eyes and said, "Seriously, you don't mind the mess? I still have a date cake in my mouth."
"I've tasted your saliva, so what's the big deal about date cake?"
