Alfred: Am I wrong if I want to kiss my wife?

The face was so close to Ella's face. The lips could meet, and they could kiss.

But before that happened. Ella immediately forcibly released Alfred's hand that was on her waist. And she had already taken her eyes off Alfred's face.

"What do you mean by that," said Ella, reminding her of the topic of their previous conversation.

Alfred smiled slightly at Ella's awkward attitude. He seemed to like it if Ella behaved like that, making his desire even more curious.

"Are you sure you can't remember anything yet?" Alfred asked, again he approached Ella.

Ella was still looking at a large bed in the room, and she was still waiting for Alfred to answer.

"What's so strange about that bed?" asked Ella in surprise.

"Nothing strange. I just wanted to know if you remember what we used to do in our bed? And how we made our little girl." Alfred's words seemed to be teasing Ella.