Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Xie Limo saw the gentle look on Yun Bixue’s face as he tilted down his head. His expression softened. He kissed her hair, and asked tenderly, “Didn’t I ask you to sleep early?”
Yun Bixue held Xie Limo’s hand and muttered, “I can’t sleep. I wanted to wait for you.” She was used to having him by her side. If he hadn’t returned, she would be worried sick.
She was aware that he will be very busy after celebrating the new year. He had a lot of issues to deal with, and he wasn’t having an easy time too. Therefore, she was doing her best to show careful consideration for him.
She hoped that he would be able to have a warm meal the moment he comes home. She wanted him to feel the warmth of having a family.
Xie Limo felt helpless when Yun Bixue behaved in such a manner, but he still felt touched. She had always been sensible. Her kindness always made his heart ache for her. She wasn’t like some women who would nag at their husbands. She wouldn’t question her husband for returning home late, and what he had been doing.
She never asked. She only provided him with compassion and thoughtfulness. Therefore, no matter how late it was, he insisted on coming home. If he could cut down the time spent on certain issues, he would try his best to do so. This was because he knew that she would be waiting for him at home.
In fact, whenever he returned home, the lights were still switched on. For him, that was the warmest light.
“You haven’t eaten too?”
Yun Bixue nodded in embarrassment. She only wanted to eat with him.
Xie Limo caressed her head. “Silly girl. You’re my silly wife. ” His tone was loaded with tenderness and intense affection.
Pulling Yun Bixue behind, they entered the house. Yun Bixue took the coat he was wearing, and hung them by the side. The two of them then walked to the dining table for their meal.
Yun Bixue scooped several mouthfuls of dishes and placed them in Xie Limo’s bowl. “They’re still warm. I cooked them myself.” She then placed a bowl of porridge in front of him. “This is the porridge I learned from Mother. Here, have a taste.” Although her culinary skills were already pretty impressive, she learned to cook a lot of other dishes from Ji Qiongxin. They were dishes that Xie Limo loved.
Xie Limo raised his head and looked at Yun Bixue. His gaze was gentle and his eyes sparkled. Using a spoon, he scooped a mouthful of porridge to taste. It was indeed the flavor that he loved.
He lifted his head and looked at Yun Bixue. Realizing that she was staring at him in anticipation, he chuckled. “It’s delicious. It tastes even better than what my mother made. My wife has been thoughtful.” It was true that the taste was more authentic. It even had a hint of sweetness.
Hearing Xie Limo’s approval, Yun Bixue’s mood became jubilant. She asked, “Take a guess. What did I add?”
Xie Limo scooped another mouthful of porridge and offered it to Yun Bixue. He answered, “My wife’s culinary skills are superb. Your husband just can’t identify it. Please, my wife, say the answer.”
Yun Bixue ate the porridge from Xie Limo’s spoon. Just like this porridge, her heart felt sweet. Hearing Xie Limo’s graceful words, her eyes curved into crescents as she giggled. “I added some apples. I minced them into very fine pieces, so you can’t tell. Adding them would sweeten the flavor.”
Xie Limo held onto his spoon and continued to eat the porridge. He laughed. “My wife is really thoughtful.” Indeed, he enjoyed eating apples. Out of all the fruits, the only one he liked were apples.
When they went to sleep, Yun Bixue leaned in Xie Limo’s embrace. She wanted to talk about today’s events, but after seeing Xie Limo’s tired eyes, she didn’t speak a word. She was afraid that she would interrupt his rest.
Xie Limo flipped over. Lowering his head, he looked at Yun Bixue in his embrace. He kissed her near her eyes. “My dear, do you have something to tell me?”
Yun Bixue was taken aback. “How did you know?”
“You are my wife. How could I not know that you have something on your mind and things to tell me?” All her emotions were engraved in his heart. How could he possibly not read her mind?
Yun Bixue pursed her lips and answered, “You should sleep now. We’ll talk about it tomorrow.”
