“? What is it.”
“A lip’s oil I was told to use by the women… Yet I wonder if I need such for a spouse’s aid might be better…”
“… hah…”
“What does husband believe?”
“… I believe that you’re tempting me too early, woman.”
“!?” — Taken by the waist, the surprise vanished as her hands leaned on his body, watching his entertained smirk with anticipating seduction. — “Goodness… why would you believe that~?”
“Khkh… why you say…” — He said, leaning to reach the lips in question, falling in the game she wanted to make enticingly difficult. — “I might hinder your preparations. Ya look too appetizing, Fatædi.”
“Oh, dear… that cannot be~”
“Khkh~ Oi, don’t draw away you are at fault, khkhkh.”
