That Tiny Girl is my wife
HOUSEWORK

"She, I'm sitting in an apartment."

Through a video call, Anna shows that she really has reached the apartment. Today Saga was not able to pick up because there was an important meeting. Kai's still in the hospital, so there's no one he's counting on. So Anna came home in a taxi.

"No need to wander, keep in the apartment. If you want to walk, it will be the same brother."

"Yes, yes, take it.." Anna pura glared whereas in the heart of flowering flowers.

"You want to be brought by not after work?"

"Emmmmm...." Anna seemed to think. "You want flowers."

"What do you think the devil eats flowers?"

"Saga is not romantic." Anna stomped her feet while putting on a sullen face.

"Yes, I'll buy it." Saga giggles at his wife's adorable behavior. He still wants to continue chatting with Anna, unfortunately he can not linger long because the meeting is not finished.

"Yes, if so, you should continue the meeting. I love you my sweetheart."

"I love you too." Anna replied with a smile. His face was red with embarrassment. Until the phone call closed, he still smiled his own smile so happy. She enjoyed every possessive treatment of her husband. When other people don't like their possessive partners, Anna is the opposite, she likes a possessive Saga. He felt so loved by such treatment.

Anna suddenly thought of cooking. He was looking for a simple recipe on the internet that he could sample. After getting a suitable menu, just save it so that later no need to search again.

But before cooking, he must be clean first. Because his mother was flabbergasted, no art has been sent here since yesterday. Anna had to do everything herself.

"Aishhhhh.." Anna hissed as she looked at the full laundry basket. It seemed like before he started vacuuming, he had to wash his clothes first.

Anna had brought the basket of clothes where she was washing. But in front of the washing machine, he scratched his head, not knowing how to use the machine. Luckily the era was already sophisticated, so he could search for his tutorial on the internet.

"It's not hard." Anna's monologuing while doing what's in the video. As the washing machine begins to do its job, Anna takes a vacum to clean up the dust.

After the two jobs were finished, Anna sat on the sofa. His body felt very tired, but there was still a lot he had to work on. Among other things, mopping, cooking, washing dishes and cleaning the kitchen after that.

"Anna's spirit, you can definitely." Anna encouraged herself. After finishing one full glass of water, Anna rushed to pick up the mop. It turned out that mopping was not as easy as seeing Bi Nuning do it. If unusual, it feels stiff, and that must be tiring.

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Saga, who had just returned from work, frowned to see Anna sleeping on the sofa in front of the TV. Normally, Anna never sleeps there. Saga walked up to him, chuckling softly at Anna's slightly gaping mouth. Not far from there, there is mopping equipment that has not been cleaned.

"You must be so tired."

"Aren't you home?" Anna wakes up when Saga drops her off in bed. He patted his eel because he remembered he had not cooked.

"Why?" ask Saga.

"I haven't cooked yet."

Saga smiled as she tidied Anna's messy hair forward. "We're eating out tonight, all the way."

"Yeyya.." Anna wakes up and hugs Saga. Just wanted to be invited to walk, but why does it feel so happy. Remember if he had finished doing household chores and had not had time to shower, hunt Anna release her embrace. He looked to the side to smell his own sticky scent.

"It's not good." Saga said, hugging Anna again and leaning the woman's head against her. "What a big fat, huh?"

"Hem." Anna nodded.

"So I told Zizi to do nyariin art. You don't have to wash or clean the house again. Your job is to learn enough and be a good wife in bed."

"Remain in bed?" Anna poked her lips. "Usually in the bathroom or sofa in front of the tv, often ask."

"Ish." Samsil sizzling saga pulls Anna's nose. Smart to answer his wife.

Anna looked up at Saga. "Will tomorrow have the art?"

"Hopefully. Now there's an art dealer."

"But it has to be checked really the background. There are many bad people now. If money is the same precious thing that is treated anyway, I still do not papa, but if it reaches my husband who is healed..." Anna hardened her jaw while smashing her right fist into the left palm. "I've made him regret for the rest of his life."

"Haha..." Saga couldn't help but laugh at Anna's behavior.

"I'm an incandescent, are you a pussy?" tawp Saga.

"It's really pissing, not mode, I'm really tired." Anna squeezed, made Saga anxious and then kissed her lips at a glance.

Anna bit her lower lip. Just a brief kiss, but his heart was already pounding.

Saga shifted her seat, raised both of Anna's legs in her lap and then stomped on her. The gentle but well-fitting massage really made Anna comfortable.

"So big brother, my hands."

"Ish, run."

"Hehehe...."