"Gross!" Irish felt something and pushed him away.
Joseph laughed, "Who is gross?"
Irish glared at him.
"All right." From behind, Joseph put his arms around her and took green pepper, saying with a gentle smile, "I will always love you and will not leave you. If it really happens, you can treat me at your will."
Irish pressed her body against his chest, feeling the rhythm of his heartbeat pulsating through her, and a sweet taste filled the air, tickling her nose.
"Alright," she said, looking at him.
He lowered his head and gave her a light peck on the lips, but it didn't feel like enough, so he deepened the kiss.
"Mmm," Irish gently pushed him away and placed the basket before him. "Wash the green peppers."
Joseph smiled contentedly. "Alright."
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The dinner was incredibly delicious, with Steven showcasing his gourmet skills. The aroma of the dishes mingled with the fragrance of wine, creating a festive atmosphere.
