"Honey, you've been so busy lately, you haven't paid much attention to me for a long time," Yu Feng complained to his wife with a hint of sadness.
He sounded just like a concubine neglected in the depths of a royal palace.
Wen Rufeng patted her husband's cheek. "You can't blame me for that, can you? It was your idea to take a rest, which left the whole company on my shoulders."
"You've worked hard, so I want to comfort you properly," Yu Feng said as his large hand started to pull at his wife's clothes, eager to remove what he saw as these annoying obstructions.
Wen Rufeng, clearly anxious, said, "Don't do that, our son and daughter-in-law are still around."
Yu Feng could have sworn he heard a joke. "Don't scare me; I haven't seen them."
Wen Rufeng frowned. "Aren't they in their room?"
"Haha... you said it yourself, they're in their room, so what are you worried about?" Yu Feng said without a care.
"What if they hear us?"
"The soundproofing in the room is very good."