"I'm controlling my strength well," Huangfu Zheng immediately explained when he saw her getting angry. What he feared the most was his wife getting angry.
Besides not being able to move his brain much, his body was completely fine.
"Don't you ever do that again," Tang Anzhi wasn't really going to argue with him, it was just the concern for his wound. Her eyes fell on the bandaged head, which indeed hadn't been touched just now. That head was now fragile goods, not to be touched at all. Moreover, it needed to be well protected.
"Okay! I'll listen to you," Huangfu Zheng said with a doting smile. His hands were wrapped around her waist, enjoying this moment immensely since his wife hadn't let him hold her these past days.
With their distance so close, their breaths brushed against each other's faces. At that moment, Huangfu Zheng's attention scattered. He could smell the fresh scent of his wife, which, upon whiff, unleashed the desire that had been confined within him.
