A while later, Xu Qi returned from outside, humming a tune as he juggled a basket of fresh ingredients. Xiao Yue's eyes sparkled with joy hearing him. However, he could notice her, she pretended to still be asleep as she secretly watched him from the bed, feeling a warmth spread through her, dispelling the cold qi she usually radiated.
Xu Qi set the basket down and prepared the ingredients. The sight of him, a man of words, adeptly handling kitchen tools was endearingly domestic to her. She was used to eating the food delivered by servants assigned by her Master but now, Xu Qi himself was going to prepare it.
While the ingredients used might be of lower quality than she normally consumed, she couldn't help the anticipation building within as she waited for him to finish.