The next morning, Han Shi made breakfast early and brought it to the bed. He looked at his wife, who was still sleeping soundly, with love and gentleness in his eyes.
He gently kissed Qin Xi on the forehead and breathed on her face. Qin Xi's eyelashes fluttered and she slowly opened her eyes.
When she met Han Shi's deep and charming eyes, she smiled sweetly. "Good morning, Stone!"
Han Shi rubbed the tip of her nose dotingly and smiled. "Good morning, lazy cat."
Qin Xi reached out from under the blanket and hugged his waist, rubbing against him like a cat. "What smells so good? I'm hungry from smelling it!"
Han Shi picked her up and said in a low voice, "I know you're hungry. Breakfast is ready. Get up. It'll get cold soon."
"Ok ~"
Although Qin Xi agreed, she did not look like she wanted to do anything. Han Shi had no choice but to patiently help her dress, wash up, and comb her hair. In the end, he carried her to the dining table.