We lie down and hug my husband. I try to kiss him, he turns around and says:
I like to embrace!
I am joking:
Sometimes you see me as a big pigeon (he often calls me a pigeon, why) rather than a woman!
You’re like a plush toy too!
You are the best man, the best man. (compliments)
My husband thought:
You are like a pigeon, nothing.