"Your mom is not giving me attention." Jennie, your wife, pouted at Kuma before looking at you, just working on the bed, eyes on the laptop in front.

Suddenly Jennie crawls onto your lap without warning, pushing your laptop away in the process before her arms wrap around your neck.

“You’ve been ignoring me for twenty minutes,” she mutters. Her lips brush your ear as she smiles.

“So I’m officially bored now.” She tilts her head, eyes bright with trouble.

“What are you gonna do about it?”