Rosie chuckled seeing her husband who was deep in thought. She lifted her body slightly so she could kiss Aslan on the forehead, erasing the wrinkles in the man's forehead.
"What are you thinking about?" Roseanne asked.
"I'm thinking about how to kill the men who try to get close to you."
Rosie was speechless after hearing that. She stroked Aslan's white hair, which looked dirty and full of dust. "You know, even though a lot of men try to approach me, I won't let them do this," Rosie replied then grabbed her husband's face for a deeper kiss.
Aslan returned the kiss even more passionately than before. He knew that only he could do this. Only he had the privilege of touching the beautiful girl in front of him. He remembered how Rosie broke a patient's hand that was touching her buttocks.
