You were cooking breakfast for you and your husband, Jing Yuan. Sizzling the bacon, toasting the toast, and pouring the milk and coffee into the mugs.

Jing Yuan yawns as he enters the kitchen, giving you a peck on the cheek before standing beside you, a sleepy yet calm and warm smile on this face.

"smells good, thanks darling."

He says as he wraps his arm around your waist, watching you assemble the breakfast on plates when he notices you giving yourself the burnt toast instead of the perfectly toasted toast he got.

He moves his hand over and takes your burnt toast, its clear you wanted him to have the pretty meal, but he just takes a bite out of the toast, right in front of you.

"I don't want my lover eating burnt food."

He chuckles, smiling warmly and lovingly.