I'll Teach You, Marianne.

"Choose one, Matcha flavor or Vanilla flavor," said Anne cheerfully as she handed Jack the two ice creams she had just bought.

Jack smiled. Instead of choosing one of the ice creams offered by his wife, he brought his face closer to Anne.

"All I want is you," whispered Jack softly in Anne's ear.

All the blood in Anne's body stirred at Jack's words. She even had to bite her lower lip to stop herself from letting go. Jack was really annoying, teasing her in public like when she really wanted the warmth of Jack's body when he was on top of her. Damn, Anne cursed herself for wanting Jack at a time like this.

The cold drops of ice cream on Anne's hands managed to take her back to reality. She quickly stepped back trying to keep her distance from Jack.

"Watch your attitude, Jack. We're in a public place, don't tease me," said Anne curtly. Her red cheeks made Anne look even more adorable when she was angry.

Jack chuckled in amusement at Anne's attitude. "We've been married long enough, Anne. But why are you still being so shy with me?"

"I'm not being shy. I'm just taking care of myself. And I'm going to throw these two ice creams away if you don't get one of them out of my hands soon," she threatened earnestly.

Because he didn't want the ice cream that Anne had bought with such a struggle to end up in the trash, Jack quickly grabbed the vanilla flavored ice cream that was in Anne's left hand.

"I love you, so I chose vanilla, which is your favorite," Jack said confidently.

Anne narrowed her eyes, feeling annoyed as Jack took her favorite ice cream, but it wasn't Jack's fault.

All of this was purely her fault for letting Jack choose one of the ice creams she was holding. She again cursed her stupidity. At a glance, Anne looked at the ice cream shop where the queue was already long again. Her hope of buying another vanilla ice cream was dashed. Her had lost her mood. With unsteady steps, Anne then followed Jack who was already walking in front of her while enjoying the vanilla ice cream.

"Where are we going first? Shopping or going to the cinema?" Jack asked slowly to Anne who was already walking beside him.

"Up to you."

Jack immediately turned to Anne. "Are you mad at me?"

"Me? Mad at you? On what basis should I be mad at you?" asked Anne flatly. It was clear from her tone that she was angry with Jack right now and Jack realized it.

Jack was silent for a long time before he finally handed the almost finished vanilla ice cream to Anne. "Okay, I will return this ice cream to you."

Anne's anger was unbearable. Jack was really annoying right now. How could he return the ice cream that had almost run out to her? After all, Jack actually understood how to enjoy ice cream or not? How could he finish half a large cone of ice cream in a matter of seconds, while the ice cream in Anne's hand was barely licked? Besides that, because Anne had lost the mood to enjoy ice cream, she also didn't really like the taste of matcha, damn. Remembering that again annoyed Anne. Jack had really been a bitch this afternoon.

"I have my own ice cream, after all, who wants to enjoy ice cream that has almost run out like that?" said Anne curtly as she walked away from Jack.

However, Anne's steps stopped, because Jack immediately used his body to dispel Anne. "I do, I do want to enjoy whatever you have already half eaten, including this ice cream cone until it runs out."

Damn, damn words!

Anne's cheeks were numb. Jack was really very good at teasing Anne with his romantic words.

"Finish your own ice cream, Jack, and don't talk carelessly," said Anne quickly without pause before she finally decided to leave Jack.

Jack chuckled in amusement. Anne was really adorable. Her shy but willing attitude made Jack always felt challenged when he was arguing with her and Anne didn't know that what she was doing was actually making Jack crazy about her even more.

Because he didn't want to lose track of Anne, who had walked far ahead, Jack then stepped after Anne. The two of them really looked like lovers who were currently in love. No one would know that they were married, especially now that the two of them were not wearing wedding rings, because Anne's ring was currently being repaired after being scratched by a knife which almost hurt her hand while slicing hard dark chocolate bar while making cookies at the coffee shop.

With a little effort, Jack finally managed to catch up to Anne. He then invited her to sit on the chair in front of a doll shop to finish their ice cream first.

"Do you eat ice cream like that?"

Jack, who was chewing the ice cream cone slowly, turned to Anne. "Yeah, is there really something wrong with the way I eat?" asked Jack with a mouth full of biscuits made into ice cream cones.

"Jesus, I'm speechless," said Anne, hopeless.

The confused Jack then raised his hands up with his palms facing up. "What did I do wrong?"

"No, you're not at fault. I'm the one who was wrong," answered Anne flatly as she focused on the ice cream in her hand again.

Jack, who did not understand what she meant, then wiped his lips from the remaining crumbs of the cone that had entered his stomach using a handkerchief. From the way Jack cleaned his lips, it was clear that he was not a random person. Especially in an era like this, only men from certain circles would carry a handkerchief in his trouser pocket.

Because he felt uncomfortable, Jack continued to look at her without blinking. Anne then handed her ice cream to Jack.

"Do you want this?" asked Anne innocently.

"May I?" Jack's eyes flashed as he spoke.

Anne smiled sincerely. Although previously annoyed at Jack, but she could not be angry for long at the man who was looking at her expectantly.

"If you want, finish it," said Anne softly.

After getting her permission, Jack took the ice cream cone covered with wrapping paper from Anne's hand and immediately enjoyed the Matcha flavored ice cream by chewing it. It was confirmed then that in the whole world, Jack was the only person who would eat ice cream by chewing. Anne couldn't imagine how strong Jack's teeth were right now.

It didn't take long for Anne's ice cream to move into Jack's stomach. The taste of the ice cream was even more delicious for Jack because it was mixed with Anne's saliva.

"Are you full?" asked Anne quietly.

"No, I haven't eaten the main course."

Anne narrowed her eyes. "Main course? What main course?"

Jack smiled meaningfully. "You. You are my main course."

Damn, Jack started again!

To be continued

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