"She's always late."

"Grumpy man!"

"She acts as if she knows everything."

"Stupid man who can't admit his moronity."

"She slapped me twice! In front of my co-workers."

"He likes to pop up at my room without any reasons. He just loves to bother me!"

"She loves to dress like a !"

"He knows nothing about fashion!"

"I hate her pencil skirt."

"Slimmy girly man!"

"Her guts annoy me."

"His tigh is as big as my arm!"

"I can't stand the sight of her."

"His obsessive compulsive kills me!"

"I want to poke her eyes."

"He drunk and flirted me at our office anniversary."

"I hid her high heels and she didn't come out from her room for a whole day. Hahahaha...she had to tiptoe and barged in to my room. Woman!"

"He loves to harras me."

"Cranky woman! No wonder she never had boyfriend."

"I want to wipe his ugly smirk."

"I hate Lee Chaerin!"

"I hate Kwon Jiyong!"

The man looks at the figure beside him.

"Yet here we are, always end up tangled in a bed."

"Or on the floor," the figure adds.

"Yeah, the floor. I remember the bruises."

The figure turns her body to him. "I had a bump on my head. So we're even." She puts her hands under her cheek.

He laughs. "We always argue everyday."

"But not in the bed."

He chuckles and moves closer to her. "Remind me why I married you?"

"So you can use your mouth for good deeds."

He kisses her.

"I still hate you," she teases.

He shrugs. "Doesn't matter."

She gives him a peck on his lips. "I love you, Kwon Jiyong."

He smiles and pulls her closer. "More than anything."