Yesterday after dinner, I was lying on the sofa reading. With nobody talking with him, my husband lied on the sofa too and put a cushion on my stomach burying his face into it.
" Oh, I am so full. I am going to fart". I said.
After a little while, my husband looked up at me from the cushion and saying "You bad. It is smelling", then covering his face deeper into the cushion.
"Your liar" I was laughing and saying" I do not fart at all"
He looked at me for a while and then looked down at the cushion.
" the cushion" he added. 