Qiao Duo'er touched her nose, "Well... I only recognize the flowering Star-of-Bethlehem."
These days should be the blooming season for Star-of-Bethlehem, and seeing the flowers she was able to identify them. Unfortunately, she had been kept at home all this time.
The next second, Tan Zhenghong scooped up Qiao Duo'er in a princess-style carry and even spun around twice on the spot.
He exclaimed excitedly, "Haha, wifey, we've found the Star-of-Bethlehem!"
After he had calmed down, he caught Qiao Duo'er's red lips and gently bit them.
"Ah, what are you doing?"
Tan Zhenghong feigned anger as he spoke, "Of course I'm punishing you. Do you know how much I missed you? Every night I would fret and fume, and yet this thing was just growing by the road. How could I not be angry?"
"Let go of me right now, if I had known, I wouldn't have told you the truth!"
Qiao Duo'er had her arms tightly wound around Tan Zhenghong's neck, afraid that in his excitement he might let her fall.