บท 154: Scene CLIV

Moved by his words, the tender smile of the woman remained and was enhanced in loveliness. Therefore, as the voice of the man had done, hers lowered... as if trying to whisper to the lines grooming her joyfully.

"How endearing a compliment such is…"

"... My fated lung you are."

"Yes… truly… my breath also suffers, yet your affection…"

*kiss*... Lightly kissing the dreamy wife, Aslak listened attentively, pleased by the hands daintily holding his jaw.

"Fills me… warmly and weightless… my lung." — Ending the words so her lips could concentrate on the caress, Ewelina's lids closed, inhaling the manly essence of her enchanted spouse. Tensing her body up against him as the big and strong hands fondled her frail body, deliciously in an intense reconciliation.

"Haa… don't cry, my wife…"

"Yes… it is solely relief, my spouse…"