quite a run

Into their passionate kiss, the sound of overflowing congee boils over the pot and meets fire causing a sizzling sound. Lu Tian reluctantly pulls away from his wife and glares murderously at the pot on the stove.

"Oh no!"

Yue Ling's eyes widen in panic and she pushes Lu Tian away. Jumping down from the counter, she rushes over to the stove and lowers the fire.

After making sure that the congee was not burnt, she sighs in relief. With her cheeks still red from their kiss, she turns to look at Lu Tian and chuckles.

"You almost had to eat burnt congee for breakfast."

Lu Tian's eyes remained glaring at the pot like it had become one of his greatest enemy. If it had not interrupt them, his wife would still be in his arms.

However, seeing her smiling face that always makes his heart at ease, he could only sigh inside. He should also thank the pot for interrupting them or else he would have taken her right there on the counter.