The bathroom was soon filled with steamy and soapy bubbles as Jun began to gently wash her body. With soft and tender movements, his fingers massaged her sore aches that released a sigh of relief from her lips.
"My husband's massage is the best~"
Jun's dark eyes watched her with danger. "You are saying as if you have experience in getting massages."
Ai tilted her up against his chest and said, "I do."
"..."
"They have given me a lot of good massages. But your massages are the best!" She chirped.
His gaze darkened. "Who are these people to give you massages?" He felt his knuckles crackling.
"Hehe, are you feeling jealous?"
"No!"
She frowned and looked away. "Well, if you refuse to admit that you are not getting an answer."
His brow twitched. "You are just messing with me, aren't you?"
She gasped. "This is just the first day of us being husband and wife and you are already doubting me? It hurts."
