Huangfu Zheng's cool and handsome face showed surprise, "Why did you get off work so early, is all the work done?"
Tang Anzhi gave him a sidelong glance, play the fool with me, will you? Keep pretending.
She pushed his hand away, ready to stand up.
"Ah, so An'an is so eager to get home! Then let's go back," Huangfu Zheng sighed, his well-defined hands tightening around her waist, making it clear she wasn't getting away.
Tang Anzhi glanced at him disdainfully. Who's eager? Could you be more shameless with your reverse logic?
Huangfu Zheng looked at her meaningfully and seriously nodded in agreement: "Mhm. Let's go, time to head back!"
He stood up, wrapping his arm around her, and walked out.
Tang Anzhi casually picked up her bag from the side and placed it in his other hand, shooting him a look, "Hold this."
Huangfu Zheng, looking at her expression, felt it was not too bad experiencing carrying his girlfriend's bag for the first time.
