When Zhang Yu Han walked down the stairs, the house was quiet. It was until he walked into the kitchen that he found his wife, sauteing some cherry tomato in olive oil and oregano. He stood at the entrance and leaned his body on the wall as he continued to watch her.
Once Li Qin Yao had turned off the stove and transferred the dishes into a plate, Zhang Yu Han went coughed dryly to announce his presence and went forward to hug her from behind.
Li Qin Yao shrunk her neck when she felt his chin resting on her shoulder. She turned her head and kissed him on the corner of his mouth. "Good morning." she lifted the dishes in her hand and asked. "Would you like some breakfast?"
Zhang Yu Han stayed at his place with a lazy expression. "Why are you up so early?"
"I'm hungry. I suddenly craved to eat some tomatoes."
