She rubbed her forehead and sat up for a while before slowly getting off the bed and washing up.
After washing up, she walked out of the bedroom to look for Mo Yesi.
As she walked out of the bedroom, she smelled a fragrance coming from the kitchen.
The kitchen door was half-closed.
Qiao Mianmian walked over lightly, stopped at the door, and looked into the kitchen.
Then, she saw Mo Yesi wearing an apron with his sleeves rolled up.
Qiao Mianmian widened her eyes in shock.
In the kitchen, the man was wearing a white shirt with his sleeves rolled up to his elbows. He was wearing a pink apron and was cooking something with a spatula.
There was a pot on the stove.
The pot was steaming.
Qiao Mianmian stood at the door for a while before coming back to her senses. She pushed open the kitchen door and entered.
"Mo Yesi, are you… making breakfast?" Qiao Mianmian saw another pot of porridge.
Mo Yesi was frying an egg.
