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"Damm, whenever you're in my arms, I feel like I might crush you. You're so delicate," he said, kissing her cheek.
"Huh?"
"It took me three years to hug you, and today you let him hug you, huh?" he asked, trying to control his anger.
"He is your brother," she said, trying to move from his grip.
"So what? It doesn't matter. We'v been married for a month, and you didn't allow me to kiss you. But today, you hug him? I'm very upset," he said, looking straight into her eyes.
"I'm sorry," she said.
"I'm a very loyal and possessive man. Just because I haven't kissed or touched you doesn't mean I can't. Now, what will you do to make it up to me?"
"I... I will..."
"You will what?"
"I will sit on your lap and feed you," she said.
"From now on, you'll do this every morning and night."
