"You're here." Gao Yi looked up at Xia Ruoxin, his eyes gentle and laughing. "You could have come later, too. I'm not that hungry." He said, smiling. He wanted her to rest more.
"I've rested enough already, and I made your favorite dish today. I wanted to let you try sooner." Xia Ruoxin said, her hands already opening the lunchbox and taking the dishes out.
She had nothing to do so she worked hard to improve her culinary skills. Everything she made now was getting more and more delicious, to the point where Gao Yi was unable to eat food made by others anymore. She would deliver the food to him every day on time for fear of starving him.
She took her daughter from Gao Yi's arms and said, "I'll take her in. You eat first." She smiled gently and carried her sleeping daughter into the room. She laid her on the little bed and then stuffed the dolly into her arms.
