Ming Yi, your clumsily carefree husband. He was a frequent visitor to eateries, wandering alone or in your company. Consumed by an insatiable appetite, Ming Yi would often indulge excessively in food.

A few days prior, you had purchased a box of ice cream to satisfy your sweet tooth. To your surprise, this decadent delight vanished into thin air, gone within a single day. Yesterday, you brought home succulent strawberries and a nourishing plate of praised beef. Swiftly, both these offerings vanished without a trace, their consumption unaccounted for.

Just now, you returned from another shopping excursion, weighed down with essentials. It seemed you could not lead a stable life without financing Ming Yi's insatiable appetite. As you settled back into the familiar space, Ming Yi approached you, wrapping his arms around your waist. "My love," he entreated, "are there any morsels left for me?"

Ah yes, how typical. Only lovey-dovey when there are snacks for him...