Stop teasing me

Letta then looked at the swimming pool in front of her and shook her head. "I'm not sure," Letta said, making Marco look at her with raised eyebrows.

"Why would I hold you? Isn't it also good for your pregnancy?" Marco said, making Letta look at her round belly.

"Really?" Letta asked, making Marco just smile.

"Don't worry, I won't just let you go if you can't swim," Marco said, making Letta fall silent for some reason. Marco was also startled, as memories of the past suddenly flashed in his mind. A while ago, Marco didn't think that he had ever invited Letta to swim together, but with a different incident.

"But if you don't want to, I won't force you," Marco said, making Letta smile instead.

"I trust you, so hold me tight, okay?" Letta said, making Marco slightly startled.

"Of course, I'll always hold you," Marco said again. Letta then took off the nightgown she was wearing, making Marco fall silent as he watched his wife's body now only clad in the thin garment in front of him, before Marco held her tightly as Letta began to descend into the pool, causing Letta to scream and immediately hug Marco tightly. Marco just smiled at Letta's adorable behavior.

"The water is so cold," Letta said, making Marco smile at his wife's frightened face.

"Not too cold," Marco said, making Letta look around.

"What's next after this?" Letta asked again.

"Let go of the hug first, just hold on to me, then move your legs," Marco said, making Letta shake her head.

"What if I drown?" Letta asked again.

"No, I will hold you like this, so trust me. Now, let go of your embrace first," Marco said, making Letta slowly and hesitantly begin to release her embrace.

"Never let go, okay?" Letta said again, making Marco nod, until Letta was just holding onto Marco. Slowly, her body began to float, and she occasionally moved her legs.

"How is it? Can you do it?" Marco asked, making Letta nod slowly.

"Don't pull me. Just stay like this and don't go far. I'm scared," Letta said again, making Marco just smile.

"How about it, comfortable, isn't it?" Marco asked again, making Letta nod. They then fell silent, swimming under the morning sun in the swimming pool, making Letta feel that this situation was indeed good for her.

"Will I have to exercise frequently in the future?" Letta asked, causing Marco to nod his head.

"Of course, yes. That is, if you don't want your weight to keep increasing. Look," Marco said, making Letta immediately gaze at herself.

"Has my weight really increased a lot?" Letta asked, making Marco nod his head, causing Letta to feel quite irritated for some reason.

"It's normal, because there's someone else inside my belly. So it's natural for my weight to increase," Letta said, seemingly not wanting to be called even heavier.

"But it's not just your belly that's getting bigger. Look at your cheeks, your arms, and other sides," Marco said, seemingly starting to tease his wife.

"Does it look bad?" Letta asked, beginning to examine her husband's opinion.

"Not too bad, just that..." Marco paused, continuing to observe Letta.

"Just that what, not attractive? Then, what if I really get fatter? And after giving birth, what if my body doesn't return to its previous shape? Will you be disappointed?" Letta asked, making Marco seem to ponder, and it was then that Letta started to feel annoyed and splashed water at her husband with one hand.

"Take me to the edge of the pool. I've had enough swimming. I want to rest," Letta said with her sulky face, making Marco look satisfied instead.

"If you get out now, it's only a few calories burned. Not enough to get your body back to normal," Marco said, seeming not satisfied with teasing his wife yet.

"I don't need to burn my calories. I need calories for this baby. So let's finish swimming," Letta said, once again making Marco finally laugh.

"Is it funny to tease me like this?" Letta asked again, making Marco unable to hold back his laughter while looking at his wife's annoyed face.

"No, I'm just kidding. Come on, how could it be that just because your body has changed, you don't look attractive? In fact, it makes me unable to resist," Marco said, finally embracing Letta's waist even tighter.

"Don't get closer to me. It's better to take me to the edge of the pool quickly. I want to clean myself," Letta said, slightly pushing Marco.

"If you push me, you'll really let go. Can you swim to the edge of the pool alone?" Marco asked again, making Letta finally angrily hit her husband's chest.

"You're so mean," Letta said, making Marco laugh.

"I'm serious, I don't mind your weight condition. Even after giving birth, you will still remain in this shape," Marco said. After that, he brought his face close to Letta's.

"It actually makes you look even hotter," Marco said, making Letta instantly feel her face heating up. Perhaps, if it could be described, smoke would definitely come out of both of her ears hearing her husband's whisper.

"Stop teasing me. Why are you so annoying this morning?" Letta said, making Marco bury his face in the crook of her neck.

"Who's teasing you? I always find it difficult when we're this close. Why don't you feel it?" Marco said, leaving Letta speechless as she felt Marco's breath blowing on her neck.

"Stop fooling around. We're in the swimming pool. What if I might drown or something?" Letta said, making Marco finally look at his wife's face.

"Of course, I won't let you drown or anything like that. Trust me. And playing around in the swimming pool doesn't seem so bad," Marco suddenly said, making Letta widen her eyes.

"Don't think of anything strange. It's better if we get out now, and I need to change my clothes quickly. It's starting to feel cold," Letta said, making Marco shake his head.

"Just one kiss, I promise," Marco said, knowing very well that Letta wouldn't agree.

"This is outdoors. What if someone sees us? There are guards and our servants out there," Letta said, making Marco shrug nonchalantly.

"Who cares? Besides, they won't blatantly watch us. They'll just glance and then not care about what we're doing," Marco said, making Letta seem to contemplate that.

"Still, I don't want to do anything peculiar," Letta said.

"We're not doing anything peculiar. We're just doing what we can do," Marco said, as Letta was about to respond to his words. Suddenly, Marco pressed their lips together, catching Letta off guard.

How deeply her husband pressed against her neck, and Letta hadn't even had a chance to take a breath. But Marco seemed to give her no chance at all. Letta could feel how Marco slipped his tongue through her lips, making Letta wrap her arms around his body, not wanting to fall victim to her husband's caresses, and risking any accidents or whatever could happen in the swimming pool, especially since she couldn't swim. Letta thought to herself.