This one sleep lasted until noon, and the weather in America wasn't as hot as back home. The temperature was very mild, perfect for a holiday.
When she woke up, Gong Heng was already out of bed, and after a quick wash in the bathroom, she walked out and saw his busy figure in the kitchen. His tall and imposing frame was tied with an apron exclusively for cooking, moving smoothly like flowing water, very much the domestic type.
She tiptoed over, wrapping her arms around him from behind, "Aheng, you are such a good man to have at home."
Gong Heng's body stiffened slightly, his smile seemed to overflow, and tender enough to drip water. He chuckled softly, his tone filled with a thick doting, "I have many aspects that you don't know about, you need to take your time to discover them. I guessed you would be waking up soon, so I made something for you to fill your stomach, and later I'll take you to see some scenic spots in America."
