Chapitre 127: Damm coffeee

"Should we buy one?" He asked, wrapping an arm around her.

"What?"

"Turtle," said Vivan.

"Huh.." Ira got confused for a second.

"Didn't you like the one on TV?" He asked with a cute smile.

Her mouth twitched, buy her a turtle? She had just come up with a random excuse.

Vivan laughed at her changing expressions. Being teased, Ira bumped her fist on his shoulders playfully. A small laugh escaped her lips.

Vivan wiped her tears with the pads of his thumbs, silently sad at seeing them. She looked up at him, rosy blush on cheeks. Her fair skin turned red, and her cherry lips were tempting. Her eyes made him enchanted. His wife was just too beautiful.

He leaned down to kiss her. As his lips touched her mouth, Ira turned away her head.

His lips traced her cheekbones.

"No, I don't want to," she murmured.

"Why?" Vivan made a dramatic face, "Why don't you want to give a kiss to your hubby?"

"Umm, I haven't brushed my teeth," she replied.

"I don't mind."