“I didn’t know what to do so I went shopping. Then, I missed you. And thought of you when I see those things.” He explained sweetly. “And… You love expensive stuffs. I worked so hard just so I can afford to buy you stuffs!” He kidded.
She put the bags down and went to kneel beside him on the couch. “I prefer to have you. I don’t care if you don’t buy me stuffs. I can buy my own.” He missed her sweet voice. And he missed her lips travelling up his neck in search of his lips.