Not a soft persimmon

Li Caiyi was awakened to the sound of something loud in the middle of the night. She thought the thief had snuck in. 

However, when she looked at the kitchen counter, she saw her man standing with a silly look as he frowned at something on his phone screen. In his hand was a knife, and her pink apron wrapped around his figure.

Li Caiyi immediately knew what he was trying to do, and her lips curled up in a fond smile.

"What are you doing?"

Dai Zhiqiang was startled. He jerked his head while trying to hide the knife behind him.

"Did I wake you?"

"With all the noises you made, it's impossible to stay asleep." Li Caiyi giggled, making him immediately look dejected, like a lost puppy.

"I planned to wake you up after I prepare something."