The small apartment on the fourth floor in the heart of the city is always lit up every evening. There, An and Ly, who have been married for almost a year, still share the same passionate feelings as in the beginning.
After a long day at work, An comes home in a slightly disheveled shirt. As soon as he opens the door, he sees Ly cooking in the kitchen, wearing the sheer nightgown she usually puts on when she wants to... suggest something.
"You take a shower and come eat... and you too," Ly smiles softly, her voice playful.
The secret to their happiness is very simple. Every evening, after a cozy dinner, they do not rush to do anything else. They spend time lying next to each other, talking about work, joking around, and then... An's fingers will start to gently glide on Ly's shoulders, lightly touching the back of her neck, causing her to shiver slightly.
— "I know you like this spot..." — An whispers, his lips brushing against Ly's neck.