18 First Hug

(Why did he hug me? I meant. We are husband and wife, and it was not strange to hug your wife, but we never did this kind of thing before. Ah ah, what could I do? Was I smelly? I made sure to take a bath before coming, but I was not so sure anymore. Did I wash my teeth? Did I clean myself thoroughly? Ah, I was talking like a virgin, but I was not wrong at all. I am a virgin. You know, I never had a boyfriend before even holding hands I never did before.

Now he even hugged me, ah I could smell his odor, he smelled nice. I wanted to hug him forever, ah my mind became unclear. I felt shy to imagine this kind of thing that I never did.)

When I was busy thinking about an unimportant thing, he let me go. I was confused about his attitude towards me. We barely knew each other, you know? Okay, we were married, but we are not that closed.

He never spent much time with me as his wife. We even never did that kind of action movie. He looked at me intensely and made me worried. He seemed to want to say something, but he stopped himself before speaking about it.

"Luke, are you okay? Do you feel uncomfortable", I talked to him first and made the situation less awkward.

"I am fine," he looked at me and touched my eyes. He wiped my tears "You cried so much and made your eyes red," said softly to me.

I didn't know what to do at times like this. Is he a romantic type? The guy who didn't like to look at his sweetheart tears? But I am not his sweetheart in the first place. I wondered why I felt like he looked at me with gentle eyes? Are my eyes not mistaken, or is this only an illusion? I didn't know.

"Why did you cry?" he said.

"I was happy because you opened your eyes, I was so worried" My body trembled so much while speaking to him.

He hugged me again tightly. Why was he so strong? Were you sick? I couldn't believe he was this strong even though he was in a coma before.

"I am sorry to make you worried, I won't let that happen anymore," he buried his face on my neck.

I hugged him back and only said: "Um."

We hugged each other for a while.

I felt something was missing. I felt like we were a couple. Maybe I was wrong.

He was just happy after he woke up.

That made sense.

I was smiling cheerfully.

"A,h I brought you some porridge, I never knew you would wake up, so I didn't prepare anything, I am so insensible as a wife I have to prepare more for you." I gave him the porridge I cooked myself.

"No, it is enough. You prepared it by yourself?" He asked me curiously.

"Yes, cooking is one of my hobbies, but I didn't know what do you like so.....", I looked at him doubtfully.

"It is okay, don't worry about trivial matters," he said calmly.

It is not trivial matters at all. Ah, ah, I didn't know anymore. Luke got up half a year earlier in the novel. I didn't know why this happened, but I was so happy and worried at the same time. Luke never loved the original owner, and I didn't want to think about his moonlight at all. It made me sad. But what can I do? Even though I seduced him, it won't mean he will come to like me. It is depressing.

"Are you okay, Elena?" he asked me worriedly.

"Ah? I am fine, I am just worried whether the porridge is delicious or not," I said.

"It is delicious, thanks, you don't need to make it by yourself," you are not even a maid, and you are my wife. I don't like you to get dirty in the kitchen. The kitchen is not a place for a princess like yourself.

Luke was worried about his little wife. His wife's body is so thin. She always forgot her meal to take care of him. He could see her tired face that she hid behind her makeup. But he could feel how honest she is. He could feel her joy, and he didn't know whether to happy or sad. Looking at her thin body made him heartache so much. He could feel her bone when they hugged. He needed to nourish her body when he recovered.

"Don't worry about it. I like cooking so much. I am happy when you eat my cooking", I talked cheerfully with Luke.

"But I don't like you cook in the kitchen," he was a little annoyed when he heard Elena refused to listen to him. He didn't want to see Elena hurt herself in the kitchen. Luke didn't need her to cook for himself. He needed her to be by his side only. His request is just that simple. Why didn't she understand it?.

"Why? is my cooking that bad? so you forbid me to go to the kitchen?",

Luke was a little worried look her sad like this "It tastes good, but I don't want to see you hurt," he hugged Elena again to comfort her. His little wife is fragile.

"But I like cooking for you, can you permit me to cook? Please?" I looked at him with cat eyes.

His little wife is so brave to oppose him, but what can he do. He likes her, after all.

"Okay, but promise me you will be careful," he said while patting his little wife's head. Her body is fragrant. He never likes a woman's perfume because the smell is so strong, and he doesn't like women's thick makeup. But his little wife is different. Her fragrant is so soft and makes him sleepy. Her make up is so light and makes her face cuter. His little wife is sweet, and I will protect her with all of my might.