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.
He rarely went into the kitchen and had no experience in cooking.
Hence, the fried egg in the pot was a little burnt.
But this was already good enough for someone who had never cooked.
“You’re awake.” Mo Yesi heard her voice and turned to look at her. He reached out and gently pinched her cheek. “I made porridge, fried a few eggs, and heated milk. Wait for a few more minutes, it’ll be done soon.”
Qiao Mianmian looked at him blankly. “You can cook?”
“Not much.” Mo Yesi said honestly, “I just learned it. Simple ones should be fine, but more complicated ones might take a while.”
“Why do you want to cook your own breakfast?”
“You were drunk last night.” The man looked at her with his deep eyes and said gently, “You’ll feel better after getting up early and having some porridge.”
“So, you specially made this breakfast for me?”
“Mm.”
Qiao Mianmian’s heart warmed as she thought about how this man who had been pampered since young was actually willing to do such things for her. She couldn’t help but throw herself into his arms.
She was touched. “Thank you, Hubby!”
Mo Yesi smiled and gently pushed her away. “I smell like oil and smoke, don’t hug me. Why are you thanking your husband? You’re my wife, shouldn’t I take care of you?
“There’s not much I can do for you now, but I’ll do whatever I can for you.”
“Hubby…”
Qiao Mianmian was moved to tears.
Mo Yesi smiled and looked at her tenderly. “Mm, if you’re touched, call me Hubby more. I like it.”
“Why are you so good to me?” Qiao Mianmian bit her lip. “I don’t even know if I deserve it.”
“Aren’t you silly?” Mo Yesi pinched her cheek again. “You’re my wife. If I don’t treat you well, who do I treat well? Everything I do is because you’re worth it.
“Speaking of which, how could I find such a good wife?”
Qiao Mianmian was even more touched.
Mo Yesi was really…
Which woman wouldn’t fall for him?
