The hairy crab was the last dish, freshly out of the pot, steamed to a golden, fragrant perfection, releasing an enticing steam.
Qiao Xiaonan deftly sat down at the dining table, closing her eyes and taking deep breaths, inhaling the delightful aroma of the crab. Her appetite was stoked.
Then, opening her eyes and looking at the feast laid out on the table, she grinned happily and said, "Hard work darling, let's start eating."
Standing before the dining table, still wearing an apron, Yun Mo perked up his fine eyebrows at the utterance of a particular word, a playful delight registered on his face. "What did you call me?"
Qiao Xiaonan was setting the tableware. As per his preference for a warm half bowl of soup before a meal, she ladled some seaweed and shrimp soup while looking at him.
With a matter-of-fact expression, she said, "Darling."
