Huangfu Zheng nodded, then turned to leave the room. Just before reaching the door, he quickly turned back, held his wife's face in his hands, and kissed her. This past month, he could count on one hand the number of times he had even touched his wife's finger, let alone any more intimate gestures — those were simply out of the question.
"Later..." Tang Anzhi managed to say these two words to reassure him.
However, Huangfu Zheng was not satisfied, "Honey, I miss you..."
Tang Anzhi blushed furiously from his gaze, "Let me finish my work first..." She had already turned on her computer; company matters were quite important.
"Work can wait till tomorrow." Huangfu Zheng's eyes were intense.
Seeing that his wife wanted to say more, he decisively picked her up and marched out of the study, heading towards their bedroom.
In the hallway, they saw his mother leading their two sons, all gawking at them.
