Mumut just smiled sweetly in response.
"Which version of me do you like most?" Mumut teased as she leaned her head on Bian's chest, making his heart beat faster.
The scent of Mumut's hair, which was covered in the headscarf, rose into his nose, arousing his desire. Bian immediately lowered his face and kissed the top of Mumut's head and forehead repeatedly.
"I like whichever versions, but I prefer you to stay healthy so that whenever I want you, you're always ready!"
"Geez!" Mumut pinched her husband's waist,
Bian lifted Mumut onto his lap and started kissing her. She immediately returned his kiss with a deep kiss. They kissed long enough and intensely, Bian's hand moving on her body.
"Your order is ready, Sir," the sound of the restaurant waiter startled them and stopped them from their activities.