Gyomei, your husband, threw you over his shoulder, steadily holding your back so you wouldn’t fall off.

He chuckled softly, feeling you try and squirm out of his grasp in a playful way. Though, as you do this, Gyomei starts walking to his estate, wanting to spend time with you.

He opens his door and walks in with you still over his shoulder, he walks over to his large couch and plops you down on it, then plopping himself onto you.