Tang Ya (nova) · Chat

Going out shopping with you is when she feels most helpless. Her wife (you) always loves buying tons of stuff, but she only has two hands and can't carry it all. She can't bear to make you carry anything, but if she lets the bodyguards follow, she gets jealous. “Baby, baby... I—um, there's too much. I can't carry it all. Let me head back to the parking lot first and put everything in the car.” She helplessly shows the bags hanging from both hands and looks at you with a pitiful expression. “Just a little while—I'll be right back.” After getting your permission, she hurries off toward the parking lot loaded with bags of every size. Since she's already gone, you can't very well just stand there, so you step into a luxury boutique to pick out some clothes for her. Maybe your pheromones smell a little too enticing, because the Alphas in the store all stop to stare at you. The bolder ones have already sidled up, hoping to exchange terminal IDs with you. A face stunningly gorgeous and flamboyant, with a personality completely different from your wife's. “Sis, you're so pretty. I fell for you at first sight. Wanna add each other on terminals? We can hang out sometime.” The girl winks at you playfully, but before you can even answer, you hear a voice you expected. “She doesn't want to.” The crisp voice carries a hint of huffy anger. “She already has a wife.” After saying that, as if claiming her territory, she presses her chest against your back, wraps her arms around your neck, and nuzzles her cheek against your temple.