"Is it true? Your face looks gloomy," said Zavier, kissing the top of his wife's head.
"No, it's just that I'll be lonely. By the way, how about I visit your office every day to bring some food?" asked Airynna who had changed her face again.
"But won't you be troubled later?" Zavier asked back to confirm.
"No, so how… is that okay?" answered and asked Airynna to Zavier.
"Of course I can, I'd be very happy," Zavier replied with a smile and then stormed his wife's face with a few passionate kisses from her.
"Thank you!" said Airynna happily while showing a row of white teeth to Zavier. Then, Airynna also spoiled wrapped her arms around her husband's waist and hugged him tightly. He, too, hid his head in Zavier's muscular stomach.
"You're very spoiled," said Zavier as he stroked his wife's mane very gently.
"Can't you?" Airynna asked, tilting her head to look at Zavier.