Lin Gantang's heart couldn't help but soften. She kissed his face. "I don't feel like eating crab roe buns today. Make them another day."
Wen Yanqing had woken up and did not want to go back to sleep. After returning to his room, he washed up and looked at the two toothbrushes by the sink. His gaze was gentle as he smiled.
He changed into a loose-fitting sweater that Lin Gantang had bought for him and walked to the kitchen to watch his beloved make breakfast.
Wen Yanqing could not help but go forward and hug Lin Gantang.
Lin Gantang was startled. Then, she shouted, "I can't move while you're hugging me. Let go, let go!" How could she make breakfast like this?
The light in Wen Yanqing's heart glowed brighter and brighter. He released her, his gaze lingering on her.
She was lively and right in front of him. It was no longer an imagined scene, but a real one.
"Tangtang."
"Hmm?" Lin Gantang turned.
