"Wife, wife," Huangfu Zheng called out incessantly, his voice filled with a captivating allure.
Instantly snapping back to reality, Tang Anzhi felt her body soften from his voice. In an attempt to hide her reaction, she retorted with a tinge of harshness, "What?"
Huangfu Zheng didn't mind at all, "Wife, what were you just thinking about? I called you several times and you didn't respond. Eat up, the dishes are getting cold," he said, his chopstick-wielding hand never stopping.
Tang Anzhi looked down and saw her bowl filled to the brim with food. Watching him peel shrimp for her, she uneasily spoke up, "You eat. I don't need you to peel them for me."
Huangfu Zheng's eyes gleamed with delight, his heart swirling with sweetness, "Wife, are you concerned about me? Don't worry, I eat quickly." After speaking, he placed the peeled shrimp right up to Tang Anzhi's mouth.
After glancing at him, she lightly bit into the shrimp, chewed a few times, and swallowed it.
