"Wife,"
"Say it again!"
"Wife."
"Say it aga... mmm..."
Adam Jones didn't call out again but directly cupped the back of her head and gently pressed his lips against hers.
Compared to the first time's awkwardness, Adam had now become considerably more skilled.
The faint scent of wine from their mouths made Adam even more unable to restrain himself.
Elly Campbell couldn't believe it and opened her eyes wide in shock, her eyeballs fluttering with a mix of surprise and confusion, the only thought flashing through her mind was—
Huh? My husband is kissing me again?
Adam looked into Elly's bright, gleaming eyes as she gazed back at him, her expression like that of a fan girl seeing her idol, and his heart melted completely.
"Wife, I love you..."
As he uttered those words, Adam deepened the kiss.
Overcome with emotion, he held Elly tighter and tighter, as if he needed to melt her into his very bones and blood to vent his surging, intertwining deep affection.
